Chapter 51 ReplyTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2111 words Update time: 2025-05-31 00:30:29
After hearing Klein's answer and seeing Dunn nod, Daly clapped her hands in satisfaction:
"Okay, Klein, Dunn and I have something else to talk about, so we won't waste your time here any more. Haha, the time of youth is always fleeting, so you must cherish it. However, don't forget to write a letter to Mr. L and ask him for information about the Aurora Society and Tris."
"However, I still need to remind you." Dunn took over Daly's words:
"Don't trust him easily. The members of the Aurora Society are all lunatics who devoutly believe in the true Creator. If there are any exceptions..."
Daly continued: "That must be because he doesn't believe in the 'True Creator', but I don't think this is a realistic thing..."
But he really doesn't seem to believe in the "True Creator"… Klein muttered inwardly and asked carefully:
"I see. Then, Captain, do I need to give you the contents of the letter for inspection?"
"No need." Dunn shook his head.
"The spirituality of a mid-sequence Beyonder is quite sharp, and they may be able to tell that the contents of the letter have been carefully selected. You just need to follow what Deacon Krestai said before and check it after communicating with Mr. L."
Klein nodded. Seeing that Dunn didn't have anything more to say, he said goodbye to Dunn and prepared to write a letter.
However, just as Klein walked to the door, Dunn suddenly stopped him:
"...etc."
The captain forgot something again? Klein muttered, and turned around to wait for Dunn's follow-up arrangements. Dunn considered his words and said to Klein:
"You have missed a lot of Beyonder lessons. Tomorrow, um, tomorrow morning, come to Ms. Daly to learn relevant knowledge."
After finishing his words in one breath, Dunn looked at Klein with a questioning look and hesitated for a moment: "Nothing else."
"Okay." Klein greeted Dunn again and quickly left Dunn's office.
He still highly suspected that there might be some special relationship between the captain and Ms. Daly, and thought it would be better for him to leave first.
After leaving Dunn's office, Klein returned to his seat, took out a piece of paper and a pen from the side, and placed them neatly in front of him.
However, Klein did not start writing immediately, but fell into a brief period of contemplation.
It's not that he didn't know what to write, but there was so much to write that Klein couldn't figure out where to start.
He took out the pocket watch left by the father of the original owner of this body in his arms with some annoyance, stared at the pointer on it that kept jumping as the machine turned, and corresponding thoughts quickly came to his mind.
I am not actually that familiar with Ningluo. The reason why we are so close now is actually because we are from the same hometown... Well, Captain Dunn is right. I really can't trust others too much. Even if he is my fellow villager... At least we should wait until we are familiar with each other...
Today is the 12th, Thursday... Well, let's start the conversation with Saturday's party, and then ask about Tris indirectly, and let me reveal a little about my current job...
However, I still feel that the Church of Evernight is treating me, who is related to the "Evil God Messenger", too favorably... I also have to be careful whether the church's top leaders have other ideas...
Well, after all, I still don't know the attitude of the church in this world towards "travelers", but Emperor Roselle's final fate was indeed not very good...
As his thoughts raced, Klein began writing a letter to Nimrod.
"Mr. Nimrod:"
"Well, hello, I'm Klein, Klein Moretti."
After much thought, Klein decided not to use his original name.
After all, for Klein, the shock and unfamiliarity brought by this world were equally huge. For him, it was difficult to say which one was easier to trust, the "church" or the "individual."
However, Klein also signed the confidentiality agreement of the Church of Evernight. He believed that he had a conscience and morals and would not reveal the church's secrets to Nimrod.
In addition, although Klein trusts colleagues such as Dunn Smith, as a person deeply involved in online politics, he is also well aware that for some bigwigs, their ideas and concepts are somewhat different from those of the organization's members, and may even be very different.
Therefore, Klein didn't know whether his letter would be opened or not. He didn't dare to bet on this possibility. If it was really opened, wouldn't all his secrets be exposed to others?
Even if it was a secret letter written in Chinese, just knowing that I could speak "Roselle" would be enough to drive a considerable number of Beyonders and nobles crazy!
"I want to ask you about the 'get together again' you mentioned last time. When and where should we meet?"
"In addition, I have passed the review of the Church of Darkness and have now become an official Nightwatchman. I don't know if you have seen the church's wanted poster. I want to ask you about an 'instigator' on the wanted poster."
"If you received my letter, please reply to Blackthorn Security Company. Thank you."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"...Oh, I see." Looking at the letter that Klein sent to his mailbox, Ningluo carefully pondered it and roughly guessed what Klein had encountered from the words in the letter.
[It seems that because of our presence, Amanesis is a little restless. ]
The shadow of the Heavenly Lord sat on the table beside Ningluo, with an indescribable elegance and flamboyance in his sitting posture. In his hand, he held a retro pipe:
[He chooses to raise, so what are you going to do next? ]
"According to what you said, the Goddess of Night is still unsure whether 'I' am just a 'container' like Klein or a revived 'mystery'."
Nimrod pulled out a piece of paper from the side and wrote lines of ancient and elegant words on it in Hermetic language:
"So what would you do if it were you?"
[You asked me. ]
Tianzun chuckled and said, but he did not refuse to answer at all:
[Of course, it would be much better to let Him recognize the individual 'Nimrod' as the 'Lord of Mysteries'. As for the reason, I don't think you are stupid enough to need me to explain it.]
There is no benefit in exposing your weak side to others. The friendship between fellow townsmen can never be worth the ultimate throne.
In this cruel world, the gods who can ascend to the throne in the midst of brutal fighting are never merciful.
Ningluo smiled a smile similar to that of Tianzun, and handed the letter in his hand to the "Revitalized Void" that appeared from the side:
"certainly."
"I never believed in the mercy of gods."Chapter 52 CeremonyTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2218 words Update time: 2025-05-31 20:30:00
The content of the letter that Nimrod wrote after receiving Klein's letter was also very simple. It basically responded to the questions in Klein's letter and made an appointment on Saturday afternoon. By the way, he also wrote some things about Tris in the letter.
For example, Tris became Triss.
If Ningluo remembered correctly, Klein's day off seemed to be on Monday. He thought Klein would like to slack off at work and have paid meals.
As for the location, he called Mr. Z who had been waiting outside, and asked Mr. Z to notify the Aurora Club members under his command who looked like decent people to help him book a private restaurant.
With reference to the practices of so many predecessors who were evil gods (outer gods) and time travelers, Ningluo prepared a little surprise for Klein.
"Mr. L."
After Mr. Z arranged the matter, he turned back again, put his palm on his chest, and said respectfully:
"Regarding the matter you ordered earlier, regarding Lanevus's matter, we have already received some clues."
"Tell me more about this." Ningluo motioned for Mr. Z to continue. Mr. Z nodded and took out a folded paper from his bag:
"This is a clue submitted by Henas Vincent. During this period, he found that the lamb Sirius Arypis, with whom he had some contacts and cooperation before, was in a somewhat abnormal state, so he applied for a report from me."
Mr. Z's tone was a little annoyed, which made his pale and handsome face look a little distorted for a moment - at this moment, he was wearing a white shirt and a black suit, and a bow tie, which completely got rid of his previous image of a black robe slime monster.
Even because of the excellent selection mechanism of the real Creator for the gods' messengers, there would be no sense of incongruity if you let Mr. Z directly attend the nobles' gathering.
As for why Mr. Z changed his image...it has to do with the fact that Nimrod had previously mentioned to Mr. Z that "this is a dress that is more in line with the Lord's preferences."
After Nimrod said this, Mr. Z threw away his black robe without hesitation and wore formal clothes even in the Aurora Society's base.
It is not known whether it was a psychological effect or the real Creator Grisha reminded him of the clothes he used to wear when he was still a human (Note 1), but Mr. Z really felt that he was closer to the Lord.
Of course, in order to cover his face, Mr. Z still has to wear a mask when he goes out.
"Then, I went to check Sirius's condition myself. As a result, I found that he actually ignored my previous orders and told the ritual of summoning the Lord to the 'Laneverus' that you specifically emphasized... They found a lamb that didn't know our Lord, and let this lamb give birth to the incarnation of our Lord."
Mr. Z added, in an extremely angry tone:
"That Lamb should have received the greatest glory, but to let our Lord be born on a Lamb driven by conspiracy is a blasphemy to our Lord!"
Listening to Mr. Z's words, Nimrod pretended to be in deep thought. After a brief silence, he continued to instruct Mr. Z:
"It seems that our judgment is correct. There is indeed a mastermind behind this matter. There are some things that cannot be told to you clearly - the mastermind cannot affect me, but it can affect you. Next, I will try to pray to the angels around the Lord and seek their help."
"What you need to do now is to continue to gather members of the Aurora Society as before, and continue to monitor Lanevus."
At this point, Nimrod's tone became more determined:
"He should have started to regret it now, worrying whether he is worthy of being a 'father' of a god... Hehe, getting involved in the Lord's descent but not being ready to sacrifice for the Lord is really too funny."
"Okay, that's all. Go do your thing. I might call you later."
After seeing Mr. Z off, Nimrod moved his chair a little further away and shouted to the air beside him:
"Tianzun, come to work!"
The shadowy figure of Tianzun immediately appeared beside Nimrod. He stared at Nimrod with eyes that were devoid of any emotion, but his tone was very different from that cold gaze:
[Haha, you know how to order me around. ]
"Isn't this an opportunity for you to get in touch with 'Source Castle'?"
Ning Lu chuckled and said:
"I'm going to pray to Ouroboros and ask him for some help. These two are the highest ones in the path of destiny. Small snakes are unreliable. Isn't it best to look for big snakes now?"
Tianzun quickly absorbed the information in Nimrod's words:
[Well, although I don't quite understand who you are talking about, I understand what you mean - now the two vessels chosen by the 'Key of Light' are competing for the final god position, and once the Path of Destiny becomes a god, it is likely that He will immediately establish a connection with the Essence and become a true 'Old One'. ]
[So, you are planning to invest in the 'snake' beside the ancient sun god. You know that He can see more things, so you need my image to support you? ]
"Ruzi is teachable."
Nimrod said casually:
"So let me see the strength of the strongest 'cryptologist' in the entire universe? What do you think of multiple 'Keys of Light' when fighting against the combined forces of God and the Mother Goddess?"
Tianzun was silent for a moment and stood behind Ningluo:
[You convinced me. Of course, we may not think the same.]
His eyes narrowed slightly:
[Why don't you just devour the 'Key of Light'... or even the 'Ring of Fate' and the 'Goddess of Fate', and completely internalize the authority of fate into our bodies.]
[This is why I help you. The reason why I can tolerate sitting on the same throne with you is that this throne is large enough.]
"Okay, shall I start?"
Ningluo didn't care about Tianzun's words. After all, he had no friendship with these three old people.
"Don't let me down later."
This time, Tianzun did not reply to Ningluo, but just stood there silently, like a "mysterious servant" serving the "Lord of Mysteries".
——Serving oneself is apparently an old tradition of the Fool's Path.
Nimrod lit candles, prepared materials, and then set up several layers of "spiritual walls" around himself.
There was no more movement in the not-so-large room. The mystical ritual and the faint fragrance of the essential oils created a solemn atmosphere. But soon, Nimrod's words broke the sacred solemnity:
"…It seems like the materials are wrong."
"——But it doesn't matter. After all, rituals are used to attract the attention of higher beings and establish connections with them."
Nimrod let the gray mist on the back of his neck dissipate a little, revealing the upside-down black cross below:
"The lingering heroic spirit, the followers of the true Creator, the eyes that stare at fate."
"I want to discuss something about the 'True Creator' with you."
"Would you mind coming and taking a look?"
…
Ouroboros, who was counting his fate, suddenly felt something was wrong and turned his gaze towards Tingen City.
Then He saw a gray mist blessed by the Lord.
Ouroboros: "...?"Chapter 53 Ouroboros's HelpTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2089 words Update time: 2025-06-01 00:30:00
"…Amon?"
Ouroboros' voice suddenly became a little confused, as if he saw something he had never seen before.
Originally, He had followed the Lord for a thousand years and thought that His vision was broad enough; He watched fate and thought that He had seen thousands of different life trajectories.
But what does it mean that Amon is praying to himself with Sefirah Castle on his head?
He had never seen such a scene before.
But soon, Ouroboros's eyes once again got rid of the brief confusion caused by seeing something incomprehensible, and became solid:
"…No, this is not Amon."
That's right, the person praying to me in front of me is not Amon, it can't be Amon.
If Amon, the Lord's rebellious son, had obtained the Sefirah Castle, the first thing he would do would be to find out the Lord's situation, then drag Medici out of hell and tie him to a pillar to show off his Sefirah Castle.
And I should not be able to escape Amon's prank. The meeting between the two may be a "summoning", but it is impossible to be the case in any case.
With Amon's humanity, this should be something he can do.
Ouroboros' mercury eyes began to roll with the waves of fate. He looked at the figure praying to him and saw a twisted, weird, and malicious gray figure.
It was like a living "Source Castle", like a foreign object in Amon's skin.
Ouroboros tried to focus his gaze on the spiritual world, but he was surprised to find that the figure had no projection in the spiritual world. However, he noticed that the spiritual world had a slightly undetectable gray color compared to before.
Ouroboros's eyes began to tremble, and a hint of broken blood color appeared in his calm eyes.
It was as if the entire spiritual world was shrouded in a very faint "shadow".
"——Lord of Mysteries?"
Ouroboros sighed, frowning tightly, his usually indifferent gaze no longer able to maintain that attitude.
He took a look at the river of fate, but at this moment all the chaotic fate seemed to point to only one ending.
He knew that he could only go to see Him.
Whether for yourself or for the Lord.
…
In front of Ningluo, a mercury-like trace seeped out from the air and soon condensed into a somewhat illusory shadow in front of him.
Ouroboros stretched out his giant snake-like head and stared at the foreign object in front of him with his bright red eyes.
Ouroboros was observing the guy in front of him. He had the Lord's gaze and blessing on him, but he also had the appearance of Amon and was imbued with the aura of Sefirah Castle.
There are mistakes everywhere in his life, mistakes that should not exist in this world.
Nimrod was not too nervous, he just opened his mouth and said casually to Ouroboros:
"Can you do me a favor? It's related to the divine advent of the true Creator."
Ouroboros was silent for a while, then he asked Nimrod in front of him:
"Can."
He did not ask about the appearance and identity of the person in front of him. One reason was that Ouroboros did not know what would happen if he asked rashly. Another reason was that he could still sense Amon's fate.
Perhaps one of Amon's clones went too far, causing the mysterious will to awaken in this clone.
But... Amon at least didn't die. For Ouroboros, this was enough.
"You should be able to avoid the attention of Amon's brother to a certain extent, and '0-08' is unlikely to affect you--"
Nimrod spoke directly:
"You should be able to observe what happened here through fate, so I won't say more. Ouroboros, I need your help to let the will of the 'True Creator' prevail and gain an advantage in the battle with God."
After hearing Nimrod's words, Ouroboros became more certain about the identity of the person in front of him. He gently closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them after a moment:
"I can bestow enough bad luck on Ince Zangwill and Lanevus, and give you a spell that will allow you to strip away the Lord's divinity. Is this enough help?"
"That's enough."
When Nimrod heard Ouroboros' words, he did not say much, but asked directly:
"What do you need?"
Ouroboros stared at Nimrod for a few seconds, and a gray outline was reflected in the huge blood-red snake eyes: "Fate will give me a gift."
It means that he expects me to help him later... Nimrod looked at Ouroboros who disappeared quickly in front of him. It seemed that he didn't want to wait here for a second longer. He couldn't help but whispered a few words in his heart.
Ouroboros's huge shadow quickly retreated like a stream of water, as if returning to the long river of fate. Nimrod took two steps forward and picked up a "talisman" from where Ouroboros left.
This "talisman" is in the shape of a snake scale as a whole and looks like an exquisite handicraft cast out of pure silver. The lines on the scales naturally form one strange rune after another that are connected end to end in a circular shape. The mercury-like color rolls in the lines, adding a touch of mystery to it.
"Use this spell when necessary to completely remove the divinity of our Lord from the container."
Even though his figure had disappeared, Ouroboros's voice still echoed in Nimrod's ears, only becoming smaller and smaller. His tone remained indifferent, but somehow, Nimrod could hear a hint of fatigue in his voice:
"The Lord's spirit is now extremely crazy. He... suffers from the erosion of his will and the lack of an anchor. I cannot wake Him up, but I can provide you with the necessary help."
"Oh, thank you."
Nimrod spoke to Ouroboros very politely. He paused for a moment, as if he suddenly remembered something, and muttered a few words in a low voice:
"Oh, Vice President Wu, if someone chants your name and asks you for love... don't respond. If you respond, you might drive them crazy..."
Nimrod sensed obvious doubt coming from Ouroboros.
As the strange and solemn atmosphere in the air completely disappeared, Ningluo also smiled, stuffed the talisman given to him by Ouroboros into his own small space in the Source Castle, stood up, and walked out the door.
As he walked, he slowly opened his mouth and called out to Mr. Z. A shadow appeared beside Nimrod, and Mr. Z's gaze was projected out from the shadow.
"I prayed to the 'Mercury Angel' for help. Fortunately, I received His help."
Nimrod explained to Mr. Z, then he drew out the black sickle from the gray fog very stealthily, and walked towards the gradually darkening dusk against the light:
"Now, it's time to clean up that blasphemous speculator."Chapter 54: The Power of the BatonTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2150 words Update time: 2025-06-01 20:46:14
Late at night, Lanevus slowly got up from the bed in his temporary residence, looked around, and after confirming whether the surroundings were safe, he quickly changed into a dark night suit.
After putting on the clothes, Lanevus chuckled softly, picked up the suitcase beside him, and walked quietly to the door.
This was the money he had defrauded from those idiots he had contacted over the past few days using the hidden power and connections of the Aurora Society.
To this end, he prepared very carefully, even getting some wealthy people to trust him and invest a sum of money - as for what would happen to them after losing this money, what does it have to do with him?
Those who couldn't tell his lies, were blinded by the benefits, and were even willing to marry their daughters to him... he just thought they were naive and stupid.
It's all for profit, who is nobler than who?
Thinking of this, a satisfied smile appeared on Lanevus' handsome face. He remembered the reason why he wanted to leave here and how he felt about the girl who had been deceived by him.
He couldn't help but let out a scornful smile from his throat, pushed the door open without any reluctance, and walked out.
But the moment he walked out of the door, he saw a thick shadow appearing in front of him, and Lanevus became alert almost instantly.
——But this is of no use.
Shadows appeared one after another in the surrounding shadows. They all stared calmly at Lanevus in front of them, forming an impenetrable wall.
The Aurora Society... Lanevus recognized the origin of this group of people almost instantly. He let out a soft "tsk" and retreated to the back while speaking familiarly, ready to try to fool this group of lunatics whose minds were filled with faith:
"Listen to me, the Pentecost of the Lord has begun, and you..."
"beat."
Ningluo said calmly, raised the cane in his hand and hit Lanevus on the mouth quickly and accurately.
The best way to deal with, especially catch, a "scammer" is to not listen to anything he says.
The combat power of the "Swindler" is basically at the bottom even if it is placed in the Sequence Eight of the Gou San family. Damage is entirely dependent on thermal weapons, but with the help of that mouth, the effect of one plus one being greater than two can often be achieved.
So before coming here, Nimrod gave instructions to the fanatics around him, asking them to act according to the plan and not to believe or pay attention to whatever the "swindler" said.
The first stick hits the mouth to prevent begging for mercy, the second stick hits the legs to prevent running away, and the third stick hits the hands to prevent resistance.
The baton is swung with force and the hand is raised with accuracy.
After being hit several times, Lanevus felt excruciating pain all over his body.
He was extremely frightened for a moment, and no longer had any desire to deal with these crazy people from the Aurora Society in front of him.
madman!
These guys are all crazy!
Clearly, a few days ago when I was discussing with Sirius how to make the true Creator descend, they were still extremely respectful to me, but after just a few days, their attitude towards me has changed 180 degrees? ! !
Moreover, these psychopaths have absolutely no intention of listening to what I'm saying!
While protecting his blood-stained face with his hands, Lanevus used his extraordinary ability to create many illusions around himself, releasing mental interference.
After all, he is a Sequence Eight Extraordinary, and starting from Sequence Eight, Extraordinary people possess some abilities that are obviously superior to those of ordinary people and are beyond the scope of what can be learned!
Sure enough, the illusion he created had a certain effect on the extraordinary people around him.
The frequency of those stick-like objects hitting him decreased significantly. Just when he wanted to cheer up and run towards the weak point, the illusion around him was instantly shattered, and a face that was somewhat familiar to him appeared in front of him.
"Unfortunately, I am a 'decryptor'."
Nimrod spoke slowly:
"So, none of your little tricks work on me."
Seeing Nimrod appear in front of him, Lanevus's face turned pale instantly - as a member of the "Fate Hermit Society", he and other extraordinary people in the "Fate Hermit Society" knew that there was a terrifying existence at the top of their path.
This terrifying existence is different from other high-ranking beings. He is extremely vicious and will devour all extraordinary people of the "thief" path who are close to him. He will even actively hunt them and play with them as casually as a cat playing with a mouse.
The face of the man in front of him, who appeared with other members of the Aurora Society, was exactly the same as that of the terrifying being named "Amon".
Before Lanevus could come up with a countermeasure, a heavy voice sounded behind Lanevus's head. Mr. Z swung the stick so powerfully that Lanevus immediately fell into a sweet dream. It was obvious that he had the talent to be a "dream weaver".
Ningluo gently pushed the glasses on his face with his fingers.
His glasses were worn on his left eye, which was not in the same direction as Amon's. Although the ordinary "thieves" had their "Excellent Observation" enhancement removed by Amon, they were unable to effectively distinguish and escape from Amon.
However, it was still very easy for them to distinguish the left and right sides of the monocle. It was just that Lanevus was in extreme fear and could not think about these questions.
"You have done well. Next, bring him back to our place and lock him up tightly. He may have traces of the Lord left on his body."
Ningluo said to Mr. Z beside him and the Aurora Society members around him:
"We should go back. The Storm Pagans are very interested in capturing us. It may not be long before they smell the blood here and follow the clues to find us."
"Yes, although they cannot find us, they will cause us a lot of trouble and make it more difficult for the Lord to descend. If this is the case, it will be a huge mistake and sin for us."
Ningluo felt that he had a talent for being a charlatan - he remembered that he was not like this before he traveled through time, so he naturally attributed these things to the subtle influence of the knowledge brought to him by his extraordinary abilities on his own concepts and abilities.
By the way, I also strongly suspect in my heart that Tianzun may have been a missionary of God for a period of time and secretly discredited God.
[You are insulting me! ]
Tianzun said angrily:
[How can that be called smearing? I just repeated what he had done to his followers! Look at what God has done, which one is not consistent with his authority? ]
Ninglu was speechless after listening to Tianzun's words.
Mr. Z stepped forward and interrupted a pillar's impassioned speech without knowing it:
"...Mr. L, should we go look for the lamb named Megose now?"Chapter 55 UpgradeTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2097 words Update time: 2025-06-02 00:30:00
"No, not for now."
Nimrod shook his head and rejected Mr. Z's proposal:
"We are not in a hurry. After some time, Megose will find out that Lanevus has disappeared inexplicably. After that, those who have been deceived by Lanevus will take her to find his whereabouts."
Ningluo prepared his words for a moment, and then imitated the tone in some scriptures and said to Mr. Z:
"Since she was chosen by the Lord to be the Lord's mother in this life, she must be honored when she comes here. She must first suffer, then bear the sins, and finally when the Lord is born, she will be the Holy Mother of this world, sitting in that blessed position."
"Therefore, we cannot bring her here right now. We have to wait until she asks us for help before we can lend her a helping hand."
"But even so, you still need to protect her and prevent her from being harmed by the enemy - not only because she gave birth to the Lord, but also because in the days before the Lord walked on earth, we should enforce justice on earth on His behalf."
Nimrod's thumb rubbed over the amulet Ouroboros had given him, his eyes dim and unclear.
Since he inherited the identity of the Heavenly Lord, he would inevitably draw hostility from God. In this respect, he and the real Creator were obviously on the same front.
Between the two wills split from the ancient sun god, Adam was too inclined to rationality, while the true creator was too crazy. Nimrod was not prepared to contact the overly rational Adam, but to start from the true creator.
But he doesn't need a crazy real creator who is hostile to the Seven Gods. That will only drag him into enmity with the entire world. He needs an "ancient sun god."
He needs to help the real creator gradually regain his sanity so that he can suppress the highly revived God in his body, and find a few allies for himself, split the three true gods of the same path as God, and form an alliance with gods of other paths.
What Nimrod admired was the ancient sun god who led mankind to kill all the ancient gods and Grisha Adam who was willing to sacrifice himself, rather than the real creator who brought disaster or the arrogant Adam.
His greatest advantage is that he is equivalent to the original person - he is not an immigrant from the old days but a human being from the world that includes "Lord of Mysteries". In this world, he is equivalent to "the whole world".
But at the same time, he also has disadvantages that are difficult to conceal - the resurrection of Sefirah Castle may not be effective on him, and Tianzun is not really willing to use the resurrection ability on him.
He would probably be finished if he was hit by one "Leodro", so he had to find strong support for himself.
…
After a busy day, Master Ning finally returned to his warm bed. Lanevus had been locked in the dungeon by Mr. Z, who had arranged for four of the most devout and crazy listeners to interrogate Lanevus.
The reason why it is called "trial" instead of interrogation is because Nimrod did not intend to ask Lanevus for any information, he just wanted to have fun.
Ning Lu slowly closed his eyes. After all, he was still only Sequence Seven, and the "Thief" path was not an extraordinary path that particularly enhanced physical fitness. Even with his physical strength, he felt a strong sense of fatigue.
——Although he had been living in the "Huan Timeline" for the past few days with his day and night reversed, Nimrod had also taken some time to rest in Lumian's dream, but he had not rested since this morning.
Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.
In a daze, I didn't know how much time had passed, maybe a few hours, maybe dozens of minutes.
But Nimrod suddenly woke up from his sleep and became sober. He opened his eyes and saw a faint gray mist suddenly rising around him.
He was sure that he was still asleep and had not woken up yet.
"…What's going on?"
Nimrod looked around and saw the silk threads hanging from the sky with cocoons hanging from them. A hint of doubt suddenly emerged in his tone:
"What is Tianzun doing now? Bring it up to me while I sleep..."
After talking to Tianzun as usual, Ning Lu suddenly found that something seemed wrong around him.
He squinted his eyes and looked around carefully, but did not find the figure of Tianzun. He only saw gray mist rolling around like waves.
No, this wasn't made by Tianzun…
Ning Lu frowned, and this thought emerged in his mind. He casually pushed away the cocoons in front of him that blocked his sight and quickly walked to the blue-black light door, staring at the gray mist in front of him that blocked him like a city wall.
As he watched the gray mist rolling, he suddenly began to understand - the gray mist in front of him was conveying information to him in this way, and his thinking seemed to be constantly changing.
This change is not changing his will, but helping him to perceive the world around him and understand the surrounding information in a more efficient way.
Ninglug suppressed the doubts in his heart and carefully explained whether his will had produced a sudden "sense of strangeness", but he gained nothing.
He only felt that his perspective had changed slightly, as if his consciousness had naturally split into multiple parts, but was still under the control of a unified main consciousness.
The next moment, Nimrod grasped the reason for his "change":
His will was split into three parts from weak to strong, distributed among the three extraordinary characteristics that he had completely digested.
Nimrod even had a firm premonition - even if he died completely one day and his characteristics were taken over by others, he would be able to "wake up" in the bodies of others with the help of these three extraordinary characteristics that he had completely plundered.
——He truly "killed" the original immortal consciousness and imprinted his will on the bottom layer of the Beyonder Characteristics.
"But in saying that, the reason why I'm here and what's changed in me is different."
Ningluo spoke slowly, his tone unexpectedly calm:
"When I returned from the 'Ring Timeline', the 'Decryption Scholar' in me had almost digested it. Perhaps I completed the 'decryption' again during the process of capturing Lanevus today, and completely digested this magic potion."
"Yes, I did feel that the potion was digested, but because the digestion feeling was relatively mild and combined with my own fatigue, it was not very obvious."
"However, this is not the reason why I suddenly came here. In fact, I think if I hadn't suddenly woken up from my dream, I would have to wait until Klein held the next Tarot Club and passively dragged me to the club before I could have this feeling."
"…So, what exactly is the reason why I came here this time?"
Nimrod said thoughtfully.Chapter 56 Hey, Ince, your days of writing third-rate scripts are overTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2149 words Update time: 2025-06-02 00:38:06
His "cryptographer" instinct told him the answer.
Someone was trying to write his destiny.
—Damn it, Ince Zangwill.
The corner of Ning Lu's mouth twitched involuntarily. He took a deep breath and skillfully dragged the gray mist in front of him.
The gray mist in front of him was like a huge surround display screen covering him. Although he had never systematically learned how to use the power of "Source Castle", he felt that his current actions were like some kind of instinct.
Yes, instinct.
He instinctively drove the "Source Castle" - although this power was difficult to use in the real world, even this power that could only be used above the gray fog was enough to give him some abilities that far exceeded those of extraordinary people of the same path.
Nimrod's spirit on top of the "Source Castle" gradually twisted and deformed, his body turned into a dark color emitting a dim light, and a yellow-black cloak gradually took shape behind him - dark and slippery tentacles stretched out from under his body, covered with evil patterns.
Now he looks nine points like Tianzun.
However, he still felt that something was missing. He thought for a while, then suddenly waved his hand in the gray fog and took out a monocle, starlight eyeballs and a translucent mask from the gray-white fog next to him.
The three items combined on Nimrod's face, covering his face and causing him to nod in satisfaction.
Apart from the fact that these three items were just illusions with only appearance but no power, he already looked very much like a Heavenly Lord.
"This is quite intimidating, with three unique things on my face, even God would toast me if he came."
Nimrod's lips moved, and he spoke to himself above the empty gray mist:
"It's a pity that this is just a paper tiger. Unless I am willing to let the will of the Heavenly Venerable be resurrected directly in this body, otherwise this is just a prettier costume."
"However, with the power of Sefirah Castle, just being spied on should be enough to leave a deep impression on Ince Zangwill."
Ning Lu pressed his palm on the wall in front of him that was made entirely of. The gray fog in front of him quickly dissipated, and a translucent light curtain suddenly appeared in the middle of the wall.
——In the light curtain, a middle-aged man wearing a pure black clergy robe and a soft hat was sitting in front of a table with a dim light on.
There was a notebook in front of him, and in his hand he was holding a feather pen, writing quickly.
Damn you! I didn't realize before that it wasn't Klein Moretti, who had just joined the Church of Evernight, who was ruining my plan, but you...
There was a hint of madness and hatred in Ince Zangwill's single eye, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had already determined the future fate of "Mr. L" through the writing in his hand.
Before writing "Mr. L's End", Ince Zangwill had weighed the pros and cons repeatedly. He considered the possible special features of this messenger from the real Creator and considered that he might have been blessed by the real Creator, so he could avoid being affected by "0-08".
However, if he didn't deal with this annoying Mr. L, his plan wouldn't be able to move forward.
This messenger seemed to be exceptionally perceptive, and was quite smart when it came to matters concerning the true Creator. He even went against his norm and took the initiative to reveal some intelligence to the Church of Evernight, causing him to run around desperately to avoid the damned Nighthawks.
Fortunately, thanks to the rude and almost unreasonable ability of "0-08", Ince Zangwill was able to allow Sirius and Lanevus to complete the divine descent ceremony for the true creator after paying some price.
All he had to do next was wait, let Lanevus divert the Nighthawks' attention, and let the descendants of the gods rush toward the church in madness. Then he would be able to take advantage of the situation to obtain the extraordinary characteristics of the demigod level from the Chanis Gate, and make the damn Nighthawks lose their lives.
But just when Ince Zangwill thought he had everything under control, Mr. L seemed to have foreseen the future and had people monitoring Lanevs—he even had Mr. Z, who was also a divine messenger, monitor him. When Lanevs was about to escape, a large group of people surrounded him!
Lanevus, who was highly expected by Ince Zangwill, was beaten beyond recognition before he could even utter a complete sentence. He was also taken back to the Aurora Society for interrogation.
And he...it is still difficult for him to use "0-08" to change Mr. Z's mind.
Because this damn Mr. L used some method to make Mr. Z extremely focused on everything. When writing the relevant "script", the resistance from "0-08" made Ince Zangwill terrified.
He was sure that if he forced himself to write down the words to stop Mr. Z, he would suffer severe backlash.
But Mr. L was different—Ince Zangwill had no intention of using coincidence to change his state and make him work for his own benefit. He decided that even if it cost him a lot, he would use a coincidence that did not involve this messenger of God to kill him completely.
I have already prepared for him meteorite falls, Storm Church encirclement and so on. Natural disasters and man-made disasters have already gathered together. You are just a highest sequence five extraordinary person. How can you escape from this large-scale attack!
Ince clenched his back teeth and placed a period at the end of the sentence.
Just when he was sure that "0-08" had no intention of smearing the script and breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that the words on the notebook in front of him seemed to have undergone some... mysterious changes.
The edges of the words seemed to overflow to the side along the rough texture of the paper, as if they were beginning to come to life and gradually grow.
No, not with life.
Ince Zangwill suddenly realized that these words did not have life. As the "gatekeeper" of the "God of Death" path, he did not sense even a trace of "life" from these words.
——It is the nature of these words that are changing, it is these words that are dancing like puppets!
Ince Zangwill couldn't help but bead beads of sweat on his forehead. What frightened him the most was not that the words "0-08" in front of him had changed, but that his spiritual warning was like dead water and there was no movement at all.
The words in front of me began to boil.
A gray liquid like mist seemed to gush out from the black ink, which quickly occupied the main body of each character, twisting the sentences on the entire piece of paper into soft lines.
Ince Zangwill seemed to see a god sitting above the gray fog through the gray fog.
Smooth, evil, incomplete patterns appeared on the paper.
Ince Zangwill's eyes bled.
Pale yellow feathers sprouted from his body.
…
Nimrod broke away from the gray fog and covered himself with the quilt contentedly.Chapter 57 The Current Situation of the Aurora Society in Tingen CityTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2159 words Update time: 2025-06-02 20:30:00
The sun gradually rose from the ground, spreading its light to every corner of Tingen City.
The light poured into the Aurora Society's base along the outline of the window. Several "secret prayer men" wearing cheap suits were diligently carrying and counting the things in front of them.
Before this, Nimrod sent his messenger to deliver a letter to the Dark Saints about improving the style of the Aurora Society.
Although it was difficult for the Dark Saint and the Secret Saint to get close to Tingen because of Adam's script, the Dark Saint adjusted his mindset and asked Ningluo to conduct a pilot project in the Aurora Society branch in Tingen City first to see the effect before promoting it to branches in other places.
However, due to the current tight funds within the Aurora Society, the lower-level members of the Aurora Society can only wear cheaper suits.
But even this kind of cheap clothes is not cheap, and the final unit is written in the word "pound".
"…Okay, that's it."
A "secret prayer man" in formal attire, after checking the things on the carriage, slowly spoke to the driver delivering goods in front of him.
The driver who often came here to deliver goods nodded. Seeing the familiar "temporary servant" in front of him wearing formal clothes, he could not hide his envy in his tone:
"I say, now that you have changed your clothes, are you an official servant here?"
In the Kingdom of Loen, the treatment of formal servants and temporary workers was very different. The nobles had the habit of giving their servants their old clothes as rewards, and the middle class would also diligently pursue fashionable new clothes to prevent others from mistaking them for servants.
Apart from being less decent, the quality of life of a nobleman's servant is probably better than that of some middle-class people.
The brain of the "Secret Prayer" froze for a few seconds, but he reacted quickly.
In this neighborhood, the messenger of God's identity in the outside world is a wealthy man with some eccentricities. He rarely interacts with other wealthy people, but he employs many "servants" to work for him.
——This is an identity specially created to conceal the fact that there are so many people coming and going here.
The "Secret Prayer" prepared his tone for a moment, then spoke to the driver in front of him:
"Not really... The master changed many servants into uniforms, saying that they look more energetic... As for whether they were made official servants, I don't know, but for the next few years, um, I'll be working here almost all the time."
He was halfway through his speech when a hint of pride appeared in his tone, and he naturally put himself into the role of a servant - God's servants are also servants! Working for God's messengers is the highest honor!
But the driver obviously misunderstood what the "secret praying man" who had communicated with him wanted to express. He blinked his eyes, and there was a hint of unspeakable envy in his tone:
"This is already good enough, no, it's an exceptionally good treatment!"
"Why, I heard you say before that you only have to work five days a week, and only eight hours a day... Why, I have some friends who drive public coaches, and they have to work from six in the morning to nine at night! And their weekly salary is only £1."
"I'm a little better, but my work isn't much better than theirs. Only now can I take a break..."
The coachman's tone suddenly became depressed.
"...Before I came here, I also experienced this kind of life." The "secret prayer man" felt a little bitter in his heart. He glanced at the time:
"Besides, how should I put it? Before, the master was not as kind to us as he is now. But one day, he seemed to have received a revelation from the gods..."
"Revelation from the gods? My God, when will the gods give such a revelation to those vampires?" The driver's tone was full of sneers. He sighed and began to pack up the cargo boxes behind the carriage.
"I don't have such expectations... It would be great if my son could get the same job as you..."
"Perhaps, if you have a chance, you can come here and take a look? The god that the butler (Mr. Z) believes in is the one who gave the master revelation." This "secret prayer man" immediately seized the opportunity to preach:
"They believe in a god from the north. If the butler knew your situation, maybe he would give you a job?"
The driver's face showed obvious excitement, but he was still a little hesitant: "But I am a believer of the 'Lord of Storms'..."
The Secret Prayer sneered, "Come on, has He ever protected you? The group of vampires you mentioned also believe in the Lord of Storms! Okay, I have to report to the housekeeper. We'll talk next time we meet."
The driver listened to the words of this "secret praying man", pursed his chapped lips, and said in a somewhat dull voice:
"I need to think about it carefully... After all, this has been my belief for decades..."
The "Secret Prayer" looked at the driver's receding figure and was silent for a moment, but soon called out to the ordinary believers who were waiting behind him:
"Come on, take these to the kitchen - be careful! This is your lunch today!"
…
Ning Lu, wearing a white shirt, walked into the kitchen.
Several religious cooks were carefully baking wheat cakes and cutting up the newly arrived fish, but when they saw Nimrod walk into the kitchen, they all stopped what they were doing. If Nimrod hadn't waved his hand, signaling them to continue their work, the fish would have been mushy.
As a "three-good youth" of the new era, Ninglu has always opposed all kinds of unnecessary waste.
"...Speaking of which, after things here are over, I must find an opportunity to ask Frank to order some cheap and good food. Now the daily food expenses are enough to make me drink a pot..."
Compared with Aurora branches in other places, the food at the Aurora Society in Tingen City is much better.
The Aurora Society's holy communion is fish and bread, and Tingen City happens to be close to the port, so the price of fish is much cheaper than other meats. Although there are many believers in the Aurora Society, they can still have meat for three meals a day.
Under such dietary standards, Nimrod felt that the loyalty of his believers, especially ordinary people and "secret prayers" whose faith was not very firm, was increasing recently.
But the counter-point is the high food bill every day.
You know, there are many members of the Aurora Society in Tingen City, and recently Mr. Z has recruited a group of ordinary people to join the Aurora Society. Now the income of the Aurora Society comes either from the offerings of believers or from the work income of "secret prayers" and "hermits".
Ningluo's next plan is to use the funding from the Aurora Society to set up a "company" in disguise so that the large number of laborers under his command can be put to use.
While thinking this, Ningluo started kneading the dough.
Based on the experience of so many "senior time travelers", the food from the old days is simply a special weapon to increase the favorability of the foodie Klein.
Besides, he was a little homesick.Chapter 58 The Best Way to Improve FavorabilityTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2141 words Update time: 2025-06-03 00:30:00
No matter when, making food by hand is the highest table courtesy for Chinese people... This is also recorded in "A Bite of China".
Knead the dough, roll out the skin, and prepare the filling.
Stuff the rice with rice leaves and tie them up.
Ning Lu skillfully replicated some of the food he knew how to make before he traveled through time in this world. Although some kitchen utensils were missing - the chefs of the Aurora Society made up for it and built a simple steamer according to Ning Lu's requirements.
Although the food of the Kingdom of Loen was often criticized, the desserts were exceptionally exquisite. And precisely because of this, there was no shortage of kitchen utensils in the kitchen.
Xiaolongbao, zongzi, and fried dumplings.
The food was quickly packed into a wooden box. Ning Lu glanced at the time and saw that it was not much longer than the agreed time, so he threw the wooden box onto Sefirah Castle and used the magical gray mist to keep it fresh and warm.
…
Klein sat in the carriage, nervously adjusting the tie around his neck.
Before coming here, Dunn Smith had instructed him on some things. He didn't intend for him to be so impatient to spy on the situation. He just wanted Klein to pay attention to safety and find out what direction "Mr. L"'s attitude was leaning towards.
——Although this was not the first time he had dealt with Nimrod, Klein still felt a little strange that he came with a mission at this time.
On the one hand, there were comrades who had experienced life and death with him, and on the other hand, there were fellow villagers from the same place as him. No matter how he thought about it, Klein felt strange.
The carriage slowly stopped, and Klein slowly got off the carriage with his cane.
After he told the waiter where he had an appointment, the waiter took him through several magnificent rooms, which made Klein's eyes pop out.
——Don't even mention after he traveled through time. The most upscale place he had been to after he traveled through time was the Fortune Teller's Club. Even before he traveled through time, he had rarely been to such a place!
The hotel I stayed in before to entertain my boss didn't seem to be this luxurious… what a sinister capital…
Klein made a poor sound.
Ningluo was already sitting in the private room, his formal coat hung on the hanger. After seeing Klein walk into the room and sit down under the guidance of the waiter, he asked the waiter to leave the room and said to Klein with a smile:
"It's been a week since we last met. How have you been?"
As he spoke, he stood up and set up a wall of spirits around him that covered the entire room:
"Okay, Lao Zhou, now you don't have to worry about whether someone is monitoring this place. Look, does the thing on the spirit wall I set up look familiar?"
After hearing what Nimrod said, Klein felt somewhat relieved. He let out a long breath and carefully observed the differences on the spirit wall:
"…Gray fog?"
"That's right." Ning Lu clapped his hands: "Old Zhou, I felt a little sorry for you hiding some things from me, but I didn't expect you to..."
He looked at Klein with some sarcasm.
Looking at Nimrod's gaze, Klein suddenly broke out in a sweat. "Didn't we both do the same thing back then..."
"Yeah, we both did it."
Nimrod shook his head:
"So, I don't mean to blame you, but I feel a little sad - this world is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you may lose several lives."
Klein always felt that Nimrod's words had some meaning, but he had no evidence.
So, Klein thought about it:
"Then shall I reveal some information to you?… Well, I read Emperor Roselle's diary before and have some guesses. I estimate that the travelers who choose the three paths of 'Fortune Teller', 'Apprentice' and 'Thief' should be able to obtain some of the power of the gray fog…"
Your process is completely wrong, but the result is partially right... Ningluo tapped the desktop lightly with his hand:
"Now that things have come to this, let's eat first. If you have anything to say, we can talk over dinner."
We talked about it while eating... Klein felt as if he were in another world for a moment. He listened to the familiar Chinese voice coming from his ears, looked around, and said with some emotion:
"You really spent a lot of money."
He saw all kinds of food on the table. These foods were served on exquisite plates and were basically the same as the "Western food" he had eaten before he traveled through time.
But he didn't see any food like bread and rice, so it seemed like there was a lack of staple food.
What intrigued Klein the most was that the food was arranged in a ring shape, with space in the middle for a few plates. However, out of politeness, Klein did not ask.
"It's not a big deal." Ning Lu smiled.
"If the Aurora Club wasn't so wealthy now, I wouldn't be willing to spend money to invite you to this place - of course, this is the only time you come to a restaurant like this. After all, there are a lot of things to talk about this time. I also prepared some gifts for you. I don't think they would be welcomed by the bosses of other restaurants."
"By the way, I specifically told the waiters at this restaurant to serve all the food at once...Haha, even though they didn't say anything, they probably thought I was a nouveau riche."
"Then your sacrifice this time is indeed not small." After Ningluo's words, the atmosphere at the table became much more relaxed, and Klein showed a smile on his face:
"But Ningluo, if you prepare something valuable, I can't accept it... What's the saying? No merit, no reward!"
"It's not expensive, but you will probably like it—or else you can just close your eyes and wait for me to give you a surprise?" Ning Lu said to Klein with a smile.
I would like it? Klein muttered in his heart. He really couldn't think of what gift Ningluo had prepared for him.
He saw Nimrod stretch out his hand and reach into a gray mist, then take out a three-layer wooden box stacked together from the gray mist.
Seeing Ninglu's actions, Klein closed his eyes with some doubt.
Ninglu opened the wooden box and took out some plates that were not too exquisite compared to the plates on the dining table. He placed them on the empty space on the table.
Klein's nose moved, and as the familiar smell entered his nasal cavity, he opened his eyes, and his gaze gradually became dull.
"This is…" Klein looked at the familiar-looking object in front of him, and his tone suddenly became excited.
"I think, according to the time before I traveled through time, it is almost the Dragon Boat Festival."
Ning Lu said with a slightly emotional tone:
"Unfortunately, the things we are familiar with do not exist in this world—there is not even a country similar to the one we traveled through. Therefore, I can only use these things to reminisce about my past."
"Try it. I hope my cooking skills haven't deteriorated."
Ningluo took out a pair of wooden chopsticks from the corner of the box and handed them to Klein.Chapter 59 Communication and InquiryTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2028 words Update time: 2025-06-03 20:52:25
When the food he had made himself was put into his mouth, not only Klein, but even Ningluo himself felt as if he was in another world.
There was a long time between Klein and his hometown, and a long space between Nimrod and his hometown. Although the two were not from the same place, they were both equally lonely in this world.
In addition, the two people's hometowns are highly similar to some extent, and these two kinds of loneliness overlap.
"It's delicious."
The silent atmosphere lasted for several minutes. Klein raised his head and did not notice that his eyes were slightly red.
"It's really nice, Nimrod. I like your gift very much. I'm sorry that I didn't prepare anything for you. I will definitely make it up to you next time."
Ningluo shook his head gently, as if to comfort him: "It can't be said that I prepared it specially for you - making these things can also be regarded as satisfying some of my own selfish desires."
"Although I have only been here for two weeks, every place here is unfamiliar to us. After only two weeks, I already miss my hometown."
"Ha, but no matter what, we are from the same place..." Klein's mood eased a little: "If there is a chance, I hope to invite you to my house for a gathering during the New Year in a few months."
"Then I will definitely come by then." Ning Lu smiled and picked up a fried dumpling with chopsticks and put it into his mouth: "If we knew each other before we traveled through time, we would probably be able to become friends."
"Okay, let's not talk about this topic anymore. If we continue, we will be sad again. Tell me, how did you pass the review of the Church of Darkness? No matter what, my current identity is the messenger of the true Creator. The deacons of the Church of Darkness cannot know my true identity."
"From what I know, the Church of Darkness is extremely wary of the Aurora Society."
Hearing Nimrod's question, Klein frowned.
He carefully recalled the oath he had made in the Church of Evernight. After confirming that it did not involve "whether or not to tell others about the review process," Klein prepared his words and spoke to Nimrod:
"In fact, I also feel that the Church of Evernight's investigation of me was a bit too hasty. Logically speaking, the church shouldn't just do a superficial investigation of someone like me who has just joined the church and obviously has secrets... Even if they are planning to train me to be a spy for the Aurora Society, they shouldn't do this."
"I even suspect that the church still doesn't trust me."
Nimrod listened to Klein's story of how he passed the review. There was a gleam in his eyes. With the help of the "Cryptologist" potion, Nimrod's eyes quickly scrolled through all the things Klein encountered during the review process.
These things quickly combined into one connected event after another in front of Nimrod's eyes. He pondered for a moment:
"From what you've encountered, it seems that the Church of Darkness doesn't completely trust you and is still keeping you under observation. Although we can explain this by saying that the Church of Darkness wants to have contact with the Aurora Society, based on the history of the Church of Darkness, these reasons are not something the Holy Temple can give."
The instinct of the "cryptographer" pointed out the mistakes and omissions in the hasty response given by the Church of Darkness, and combined them into a single answer in Nimrod's mind.
The only clue that has not been placed on the table is "the attitude of the goddess of night". If we add that...
Nimrod added this element to his thinking, and if the attitude of the temple was attributed to the "oracle of the goddess of night", then everything could be explained.
As I thought, I have now entered the sight of the Goddess of Night...
Nimrod can now be sure of this in his heart, but he cannot tell Klein about the knowledge related to the gods at this point in time. With his identity, he should not know too much knowledge related to the gods.
Nimrod pretended to think. After a few seconds, he spoke in a speculative tone:
"Perhaps, a saint or angel in the temple has noticed you. The 'grey fog' on us seems to have a very high 'priority', even enough to block the angel's sight."
"In that case, even the angels around the gods have confirmed that there is nothing wrong with you, but you are very likely related to the special things of the 'Antigonus Family' and the 'Goddess of the True Creator'. Will the Holy Temple of the Church of Evernight choose to directly wipe you out like the villain organizations in those idiotic novels?"
"In this case, winning over is the best option."
"Plus, you have mastered the role-playing method and have practiced it very well. In two weeks, you have almost mastered the trick of digesting the potion. Do you think the church will invest in you and help you implicitly?"
Klein immediately understood what Nimrod meant:
"You mean, the church sees my peculiarity, but is still willing to train me?"
But at this point, Klein muttered again: "But the church doesn't have any follow-up potions for the 'Fortune Teller' path..."
"I must remind you that the formulas for some potions, whether it's divination or spiritualism, can be obtained from killed Beyonders." Nimrod reminded Klein just in time:
"So...has the Church of Evernight never killed or communicated with a single 'diviner' of high level since the Third Age?"
"It's just that, perhaps for some purpose, the church didn't disclose these things. But on the contrary, I think there is nothing wrong with you taking the church's route to promotion now. As long as you can bring enough benefits to the church, the church will help you get promoted quickly."
Klein said thoughtfully, "I understand. I will think about it carefully. By the way, Captain..."
He hesitated for a moment:
"The captain asked me to ask you, no, what is Mr. L's attitude..."
After hearing what Klein said, Ningluo picked up the wine glass beside him and took a sip slowly before speaking:
"For Mr. L, the most important thing is definitely to let the True Creator God descend. But that's not the case for me. I don't plan to let the True Creator God descend. The most important thing for me right now is to advance to Sequence 6 as soon as possible. After all, my current situation is quite dangerous."
He looked at Klein's slightly dazed eyes and added:
"Of course, if there is a chance, I will also try to kill the guy who wrote the script behind the scenes."Chapter 60: Shocking ChangeTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2070 words Update time: 2025-06-04 00:30:00
"The one who wrote the script behind the scenes?"
Hearing this description, Klein was stunned for a moment, but then he thought of a document that Dunn Smith had shown him before:
"You mean... Ince Zangwill? Was it the Sealed Artifact 0-08 that he took away? The script... Could it be that this Sealed Artifact can make things come true like the Death Note?"
"That's right." Ningluo nodded:
"You probably don't know the characteristics of '0-08'. I'll briefly explain it to you."
"'0-08' has the characteristic of 'whatever is said, must be known', which means that the moment you know it, you have already been reflected in its sight. Don't worry, the reason why I tell you this is because of our specialness."
The gray fog mentioned earlier... Is this gray fog so magical? Yes, it is this thing that brought us to this world... Klein took a deep breath and asked Nimrod to continue.
"I have read the information of the Church of Evernight. This is why the Church deliberately ignored the ability of '0-08'. If '0-08' knows about it, there is a greater chance that the person will be written into its story and unfortunately die."
"What is written by '0-08' will come true. This is the main ability of this quill. And Ince Zangwill is holding this quill and planning something within the Church of Evernight."
Using the characteristics of sequence 1 to plan the characteristics of sequence 4 is a good way to use the big to defeat the small.
Nimrod then said:
"But according to my tests, '0-08' can't directly 'write' people like us who have special abilities. It can only influence you and me through a series of 'coincidences'. In addition, '0-08' is now controlled by Ince Zangwill, and what it knows may not be revealed to the guy who restrained it. Therefore, we are still relatively safe for a while."
I still have one most important thing I haven't said… Because Ince Zangwill was severely injured by me, who was disguised as the Celestial Lord, yesterday, he needs some time to recover… Nimrod continued:
"Next, I will use the Aurora Society's channels to investigate from this direction. You can directly tell the professionals in Tingen City what I said, and we can force him out from both sides. Even if he is desperate, it is much better to explode in advance than to wait until he finishes writing the script."
"Don't forget one more thing. Although you and I will not be directly affected by '0-08', others may not be. You need to think carefully about your own explanation."
Klein nodded: "I have no problem."
"If you have no more questions, let's chat about it. I'm very interested in your life before you traveled through time." Ning Lu picked up the few remaining steamed dumplings with chopsticks and cut a steak and put it on his plate. "It's not very convenient to take away food in this restaurant. It would be a waste if you don't finish it."
What an unexpectedly simple reason... Klein's face twitched. After cutting a piece of meat in a relaxed manner, he said, "Okay, what do you want to hear about?"
"…"
The two of them spent about an hour finishing the meal. Before leaving, Nimrod told Klein how to summon his messenger. After that, the two of them went back to their homes and left the restaurant in carriages from different directions.
Just as Klein walked away for a distance, he saw a public carriage stopped beside him. He subconsciously turned his head and saw Dunn Smith, who was wearing a police uniform, standing outside the carriage. He waved at him, signaling him to get off.
"Captain." Klein quickly got off the public carriage and followed Dunn, who remained silent, into an empty alley.
The crimson moonlight sprinkled everywhere in the alley. Dunn Smith looked at himself with deep eyes and slowly recited the goddess's hymn. At the same time, Leonard walked out of the darkness and slowly recited a sacred prayer poem.
Seeing this, Klein recited the goddess's name after Leonard finished singing the poem. Dunn's originally serious expression finally softened like frost melting:
"Welcome back, Klein. But to be on the safe side, you need to walk among us..."
"In fact, I wasn't in any danger, although I was nervous and worried at first…" Klein said self-deprecatingly, "I have something very important to report when we return to the church."
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On the other side, after returning to the Aurora Society's Tingen branch, Ning Lu slowly walked into the basement.
The basement was particularly quiet today. Mr. Z was assigned by Ningluo to closely protect Megose, so Ningluo did not feel the sense of being watched from the shadows from time to time.
He slowly lit up the candles one by one in the basement, letting the warm light gradually illuminate the entire basement. After doing these things, Nimrod said:
"Tianzun, help me look at this talisman."
There was no movement around until Nimrod added:
"Catch God for it."
"You should have said it earlier, compatriot." The shadow of the Celestial Lord appeared beside Nimrod. He indicated Nimrod to place the snake-scale charm given by Ouroboros on the candlelit table and looked at it carefully:
"——No problem. It is something that the 'Mercury Serpent' can create. It is mainly a spell composed of 'cycles'. It also contains some ritual magic to attract the attention of the real creator. It can indeed capture the divinity of the real creator."
"Haha, there must be a part of God's will in his divinity. This old bastard has finally fallen into my hands…" Tianzun's tone was filled with undisguised excitement.
"When the time comes, how are you going to clear God's will?"
Ningluo put away the talisman and rubbed it gently with his fingers:
"You know, I can't eliminate God's will unless I grab the divinity of the real Creator and refine it in an instant..."
"Don't worry, you won't absorb the divinity of the real Creator." Tianzun said:
"When the time comes, bring the Sefirah Castle to it, and I will teach you how to use the power of the Sefirah Castle to erase God's will."
Nimrod nodded without refutation. When it came to matters involving God, Nimrod felt that the Lord of Heaven was still 70% credible.
Thousands of points.
Tianzun glanced at Nimrod and suspected that Nimrod still did not believe his words, but He had no evidence.
Ning Lu and Tian Zun discussed for a while. Just as the sky was getting darker and it was almost the second half of the night, Ning Lu suddenly noticed a figure beside him quickly emerging from the shadows.
His eyes moved, and he pulled the figure out from the shadows - it was Mr. Z.
However, it was Mr. Z whose flesh and blood had completely melted on half of his body and who was struggling to turn back into human form!