Backlund, the capital of the Kingdom of Loen, is diagonally divided into two parts by the Tasok River that flows to the southeastern estuary. It is connected by the Backlund Bridge and ferries. It has a population of more than five million and is divided between the north and the south.

The most prosperous city in mainland China is known as the capital of all cities.

Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is not difficult to see that the prosperity here is comparable to the English capital in the era of the empire where the sun never set. Foreigners, pirates, and underground businessmen who were originally rare to see can be seen everywhere here.

You can even occasionally meet ancient celebrities, such as Huang Beibei, the princess of Emperor Russell, Amon, the eldest son of the ancient sun god, Azik Eggers, the son of the god of death, the death consul... In addition to the contemporary resident great leaders

, there are countless powerful demigods.

In the palace, there is also a Sequence 1 peak, Dzogchen, Nine Heavens, and the ultimate realm, His Majesty George III, one step away from the gods.

But it is said that angels are everywhere, demigods are not as good as dogs, and gods occasionally descend, making it the safest place in the entire continent.

The only drawback is that there is too much haze caused by industrial waste gas.

In Backlund, there was light yellow fog everywhere, and visibility was extremely poor. The gas lamps hanging on the platform had been lit one by one, dispersing the gloom and darkness.

An annoyed gentleman told a Loen joke on the train: "A gentleman who had just arrived in Backlund got lost in the thick haze, so he had to ask the gentleman who passed by him and was wet all over.

Asked the other person, 'How to get to the Tasok River?', the gentleman replied very kindly: 'Go straight, don't stop, I just swam up from there."

A gentleman holding a two-meter-long magic wand wrapped in white cloth laughed in unison and applauded: "Thank you sir for your speech. Let me tell you a story."

"In the far east, there is a magical island. The believers on it believe in God devoutly and have perfect qualities."

"The followers of the Storm Lord are elegant and easy-going, the followers of the Sun are humble and polite, the followers of the Life and Earth are tolerant and generous, the followers of the sea of ​​knowledge are loyal and trustworthy, the followers of the power of war are wise and profound, and the followers of the mechanical craftsmen love nature..."

Although the name of the god was not mentioned directly, the corner of the mouth of the believer in the dark night on the car seat had already curled up, while the believers of the other six gods had already clenched their fists, preparing to kill the national traitors, eliminate harm for the people, and launch a holy war.

A middle-aged gentleman, a believer in the night, smiled and said: "Sir, you have to know that every believer has merit."

Luo Feng nodded with deep understanding: "Indeed, it even includes the Night Believers."

"They are sincere and friendly. They never make up lies and always see people as they really are."

For an instant, the workshop was filled with solemn silence, and a murderous aura was brewing.

Ding dong, the train has arrived.

Luo Feng quickly led his attendant Captain Lu En out of the car, and signed his and Dunn's current names in the conductor's hateful eyes.

Dumbledore Gandalf

Steve John

"Let's go." Luo Feng waved his hand, handed the ticket in his hand to the captain, and motioned for him to pay.

"Where to next?" Captain Dunn asked.

Luo Feng thought for a while, looked at Miwu and said: "Do you think it is better to be a fool or a dark night?"

Captain Dunn's expression suddenly became serious. He stayed with Luo Feng and had already heard a little about The Fool. He was an ally of Mr. Zhisou.

Could this mysterious being be thinking about the relationship between the Church of the Night and the Fool's Organization?

After a moment of silence, Captain Dunn, a former believer in the Night, said cautiously: "There is no conflict between the Night and the Fool."

Luo Feng smiled slightly: "Then you must be very close to Mr. World."

Captain Dunn showed a hint of curiosity, Mr. World, is this someone from the organization?

Luo Feng said calmly: "He is a member of the Tarot Society. He thinks that the Fool is a good organization, but he himself is the favored one of the goddess of the night."

Captain Dunn first showed a surprised expression, and then thought thoughtfully. Mr. Gandalf was reminding himself that the relationship between Mr. Fool and the Goddess of the Night was an alliance.

As an ally of Mr. Fool, Mr. Zhisou will not be hostile to the Church of the Night, so he can relax.

"Are you willing to join the Tarot Society?" Luo Feng suddenly asked

Captain Dunn thought for a while and replied truthfully: "This is your wish. I am willing to comply, but I want to know the reason."

Luo Feng said leisurely: "A centipede with 40 legs and 4 faces is a follower of the Fool."

"Those who hide their identity have the hope of becoming the favored one of the fool."

Captain Dunn was stunned. At this moment, he heard another burst of neat and rapid footsteps, and then saw several men in black wearing black coats and holding black umbrellas. They stood opposite and bowed and saluted: "Gan

Mr. Dolf, we have been ordered to pick you up."

For a moment, Dunn suddenly felt that leaving the Nighthawks was a wrong choice.

After all, the former is an official Beyonder organization, has direct connections with the Kingdom of Loen, and carries the title of police inspector on its shoulders.

Now, it's more like a dynamic social group.

Luo Feng glanced at the man in black and asked as he walked: "Are you workers from the East District?"

Although the Night People were well dressed, the rough calluses on their palms betrayed their past identities.

When he mentioned his past life, the face of the Night Man who asked the question first dimmed, and then a hint of fanatical belief emerged, and he replied piously: 'Yes, Mr. Gandalf, we were all poor people struggling on the line between life and death.'

"It was the Lord who saved me, saved my wife who suffered from lung disease due to breathing dust pollution from work all year round, saved everyone, and promised us bread and milk."

"And will lead us to the land of abundant honey and ointment."

Luo Feng nodded with a normal expression, as if he heard someone chatting with him over breakfast.

But as a former official extraordinary person, Captain Dunn, who often arrested cultists, almost got angry. It turned out that he was not a gangster, but an evil god organization!

But when I walked to the East End, I saw the Aurora giving out free black bread to extremely poor workers.

Time seemed to have stopped. Dunn hesitated to speak, but in the end he did not say it. Strictly speaking, now he is also a member of the evil organization.

Besides, is an evil god organization that saves the lives of poor people really an evil god?

In other words, a country that is about to be saved by an evil god, can it still be saved?!

As a former middle-class captain with wealth close to that of a millionaire, Dunn looked at this country and society with a new eye for the first time.

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The Aurora Society, as an organization that has existed for two to three hundred years, is responsible for every terrorist activity and is deeply rooted even in Backlund, the capital of the Loen Kingdom.

Nowadays, there are a large number of poor believers in the East District, but there are also potential believers in the aristocratic class.

Sitting in a villa, in the basement below the villa is the headquarters of the Aurora Society.

The first layer of vests are normal aristocratic gentlemen, who occasionally organize gatherings of Extraordinaries and pretend to be wild Extraordinaries to make official organizations relax their vigilance. They serve as the second layer of vests.
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