The spiritual world itself is colorful and has a completely different structure from the real world. After Russell's rules were twisted, it became like a washing machine washing fluorescent shirts, full of dizzying light pollution.
Even Yager had to succumb to the picture and closed his eyes.
Fortunately, those annoying colors are gone now.
Here is another place.
The gloomy moon hangs high in the sky, almost occupying most of the sky, and has a terrifying size. Below, there is endless fog and lifeless workshops.
Dreamland.
In order to prevent being pushed out of the spirit world and falling into a place where he shouldn't be, Yager had to forcefully return here midway.
He began to sort out the items he had obtained.
First, there is the "Book of Natural Disasters" that was taken in by Bernadette when the abnormal space he created was shattered.
The text in this book is quite strange, it seems to be the Elvish language that has appeared in the records of the Fourth Age.
The content is roughly about an elf named ‘Goshnam’.
"You have to check it with other information."
Yager frowned.
Elves? He has not been in contact with them since he came to this world. It is said that they were active in the earliest eras. In those eras, the fighting was extremely fierce. Come to think of it, they are not friendly species.
There are indeed some images of the moon on the back of the book.
After flipping through it twice, he put the book down and turned his attention to the other two trophies.
One of them is the Pale Mask.
The one on Bernadette's hand.
Because of the emergency, she was not able to take it back, so now it has been renamed "Dreist". Perhaps some poor daughter who is focused on her father has not noticed its loss.
The corners of the evil tentacle monster's mouth were slightly raised.
And the other one is what the Kos parasite tore from Russell——
A pale yellow light group.
"The breath is very similar to Russell's. But it doesn't seem to be able to react to the outside world?" Yager tilted his head and tapped it.
The light group was motionless.
Don't know what the ingredients are.
But what can be determined is that this thing has a lot to do with Russell's soul. Not to mention using it to do whatever he wants to Russell, the influence can still be achieved.
But just when Yager was about to do something about it and start a terrifying experiment! A sound of footsteps came from behind, interrupting the sin on his workbench.
"Dear hunter."
Miss Doll's clear voice came from behind, "I think you should come over and take a look at this."
"The foundation of the dream seems to have changed."
At the same time, far away Backlund.
After Yagar of Shangfangjeva disappeared, the city finally became quiet. For a whole week, there were no attacks, no disturbances, and no accidents.
Night, Storm, Machinery, and the three churches loyally maintained law and order in the city without any further hindrance.
It really makes people feel peaceful.
Looking at the sun setting quietly in the west, Green took a sip of tea happily.
A brand new monocle was perched on the bridge of his nose.
He was wearing a black robe and a pointed hat, as if he had returned to the most normal appearance of Amon.
The only dissonance was the ugly and hideous scar on his neck.
Red scabs run across the left and right, always indicating the dangerous scene when scars are left -
He could almost change his name to 'Nearly Headless Amon'.
Forget it, let’s not mention the annoying tentacle monsters.
Green touched the scar on his neck and put down the tea cup. As if he suddenly remembered something, he picked up a glass on the coffee table and shook it in the sun.
Inside, a few drops of clear blood were flowing.
"A wonderful new accident."
His eyes curled up and he stared with interest.
You don't need to think carefully to know that in the few weeks since receiving the injection, he has conducted countless studies on the blood. Otherwise, Lunze cannot be restored to his original condition.
Although that mainly depends on the ability of the thief.
"Let's try the power of Storm Path today."
He stared at the blood, and with a smile, dropped a drop of unknown liquid into it. Inside, the ocean breath belonging to the Lord of Storms was flowing.
His spirituality then penetrated the blood that had been lifeless until now.
Nothing much as usual.
Change.
Several bubbles appeared on the blood, as if it was boiling, and terrifying extraordinary fluctuations overflowed from it.
The gray mist suddenly opened in front of my eyes!
"wait--"
Green's expression immediately changed, his body moved, and the thief's ability was fully activated!
But it's still too late!
The terrifying aura fluctuated for a moment, and then completely disappeared from the neighborhood, along with a certain thief who had done many evil things and was finally brought to justice.
Backlund returned to peace.
Above the gray fog.
Klein was sitting upright on a long bronze table surrounded by blood lines, closing his eyes and doing divination. Next to him, the tusks from Kavituwa were floating.
He named it 'Poseidon's Staff'.
Kavitua, a Sequence 3 sea serpent, is now completely dead. The ‘Poseidon Scepter’ is the extraordinary characteristic left behind by him.
This sea snake was originally able to become the evil god who dominated Bayam precisely because of an elven inheritance he discovered. And when Klein found him through the spirit world, he was still entrenched in that ruins.
"This incident actually happened because of that team of archaeologists."
Klein looked at the scepter and muttered to himself.
"According to information from the Loen Army, the ruins on Semir Island are actually one of the elves' ruins. The two ruins are definitely connected. After the archaeologists visited the ruins, they took away the most critical items.
As a result, Kavituwa, who was originally being hunted by Archbishop Cotman, died completely."
"And He found me when I was dying, because of the breath of gray mist."
He didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and stared at the newly arrived extraordinary items in silence for a while.
If Kavituwa had not come to him, his morning would have passed uneventfully.
But in that case, he wouldn't have the powerful scepter of sequence three.
"Looking at the bright side, if he hadn't found me, he would have become one of the echoes of the hunter now."
Klein suddenly concluded quietly.
This is very true.
In a corner that he didn't know, there was actually a hunter lamenting the loss of his head.
Unfortunately, he didn't know.
Klein picked up the Poseidon Scepter and activated its authority——
He saw believers in every corner of Bayam.
Countless indigenous people are huddled in their homes, crying.
They prayed to the pictures of Poseidon on the wall, to the statues, and even to the ocean outside the window.
'Please, whoever you are, save us!'
Corpses littered the streets.
Most of the surviving rebels gave up resistance and returned to hide in the distant jungle.
A leading bald man brought countless wounded people, all dripping with blood, back to their last shelter. There was not much left of their companions, but the Sea Serpent still needed them to fight.
Everyone has numbness and exhaustion in their eyes.
Klein sighed, and his mood instantly dropped.
All living beings suffer.
In this world, the people in the East District of Backlund have no ability to resist, because the nobles need them to stay poor. The natives of Bayam have no ability to resist, because the Sea Serpent needs them to gain life-sustaining faith for him.
Life can only be at the mercy of others.
But now that he has gained the ability, he naturally wants to try to change this situation.
Klein's expression became serious, his voice was solemn and solemn, and he promulgated a new covenant to the selected believers:
"I have returned to forgive the past and redeem you."
“The first commandment: Thou shalt not offer a living sacrifice, nor shall any human sacrifice be made.”
"."
"The Tenth Commandment: To help your fellow man, your fellow man, is to bless my name."
The covenants echoed in the minds of the remaining indigenous people, causing everyone to shed tears and truly start praying and kneeling from the heart rather than tradition.
I believe that Bayam will go on the right path in the near future.
This is the first step in the Fool's Codex.
Klein breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair, feeling his disappearing spirituality.
Although it's tiring, it's worth it
Above the gray fog, strange changes suddenly occurred!
The surrounding blood lines seemed to be boiling, and they came to life one by one, conflicting with the surrounding gray fog, causing a violent reaction!
The gray mist keeps retreating under the impact, and it can no longer be maintained!
But Klein, who was spiritually exhausted, was unable to do anything about it.
"Boom! Boom!!"
The towering palace made of bronze kept collapsing, and the stones and pillars all fell down as if they had lost their support!
Under Klein's horrified and panicked gaze, the gray mist was reoccupied by the bloodline and turned into a scarlet world——
Behind the gray fog occupied by blood, a towering phantom of the city is emerging.
In the center is a tall tower with a simple clock.
"Yanan!!!!!"
"Help ah ah ah ah!"
This was Klein's last thought before he was engulfed in red.
The blood lines spread, swallowing up all the patterns on the table.——
A hundred meters away, there is an island in the Sunian Sea.
"What's wrong?"
In a dark tavern, two tightly wrapped men were talking in the corner.
One of the sturdy men with messy hair asked in a low voice.
He has blue eyes and rough skin, but his eyes are very smart. At first glance, he doesn't look like a simple character with no muscles.
If Klein is still "alive", he will definitely be able to recognize him.
This is none other than "The Hanged Man" Alger.
At this moment, he was squinting at his companion on his left.
"I have an urgent mission for you." My companion said in a breathy voice.
"You should have heard about what happened in Bayam. The military's operation is not going very smoothly. There are extremely powerful dangerous elements on the west side, and their whereabouts are still unknown. So now the church is issuing
A joint arrest warrant was issued.”
He explained nonchalantly, and was obviously a member of the Church of Storms. There was pity in his green eyes, and he shook his head with emotion.
"In addition, the bishop of the diocese, Lord Khogori, also conveyed a specially designated new task. The specific information will be given to you later. It is said that one of our operational results was stolen."
"You can start investigating from 'Fire Flame' Daniz. He seems to have posted a report letter on the door of the church yesterday."
"The world is really not peaceful."
Alger nodded solemnly and reached out to take it.
The Church of Storms is not the type that often releases missions. Generally speaking, he only receives one or two missions a year, and the rest of the time he is lurking normally. However, now he has received two missions at the same time.
Maybe the local faith in Bayam is causing trouble?
However, the regional archbishop is stationed here, and I don't know who has the strength to steal the items from the hands of the 'Sea King'.
He thought this with a little anxiety, then turned to look at the paper, only to find something even more horrifying.
On it is a young man painted with exquisite pen and ink:
He has soft facial features but a lingering arrogance and indifference between his eyebrows. At first glance, he is the leader of the evil forces.
The kind that plans a large-scale attack with just a raised hand.
The painter also deliberately added a background littered with corpses.
Even though he had never seen the other person's face, Alger could easily recognize him through his unabashed temperament——
Mr. Bishop!
Who else would have that evil demeanor!
The blurry strokes make the impression of the other person more similar to that of the tarot session.
"What did he do?" he said in surprise.
"Do you know him?" the contact person asked in surprise.
"No, I don't know him, I'm just asking out of curiosity." Alger's face became solemn, and he immediately realized that his way of asking was exposed due to his excitement, and immediately added, "I just don't think his appearance looks like he can
How to compete with the military."
But the contact person laughed: "Not an enemy."
"This is probably their hidden deacon or some other senior member of the Church of the Night. He happened to be in Bayam and helped us."
"During the operation on the west side, he chased the figure suspected of being the 'Mysterious Queen' and left. His current whereabouts are unknown. For reasons and reasons, we all need rescue."
"I hope you can help find..."
These words made Alger's expression become weirder and more confused the more he heard it, and finally, it almost turned into shock.
There was only one thought left in his mind:
No, is the Church of Night such a villain?
Ah, that’s not right either…
The point is, he is also worthy of Mr. Savior???
From the ‘Mysterious Queen’?
Is he good at delivering food at his level!!!
Alger thought with a ferocious expression.
However, the next second, the person to be rescued came to him uninvited...
There were purple ripples on the ground.
Under the horrified gaze of the Church of Storms contact, Alger disappeared out of thin air and sank into a mass of ripples.
"Someone is coming!!!!"
…
The situation returns to dreamland.
In the quiet garden, Yager and Miss Doll looked at each other, looking at the candles that were lit for no reason among the rows of flowers, and the gold cups surrounded by candles.
There seemed to be familiar patterns emerging on it.
"What's this……?"
After a long silence, Yager couldn't help but ask.
"The tombs of the gods lie deep beneath the ancient cities. The golden cup leads to them."
The puppet lady clasped her hands together and explained quietly.
Yager's face became even weirder: "Okay, I understand. But this does not solve the current problem. Why does it light up suddenly?"
There was obviously no movement when I came last time.
The doll's eyes paused on it, and it seemed that there was also doubt from the heart:
"I have no idea."
"But the 'Holy Communion' has already begun."
(End of chapter)
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