Bakerland, Queens, in the luxury villa of Earl of Hall.

Miss Justice Audrey walked out of the villa, stood in front of the bay window, and looked worriedly into the distance.

Unfortunately, the morning fog in the cold winter has not dissipated, and there is still a tendency to become more and more intense.

Even above the sky in the East Third District, there seems to be a clear color division line.

Light yellow, black iron, and gray-white mist mixed.

Following the East Third District, it is spreading little by little towards the Middle Third District and the West Third District.

"I hope it's still too late!"

After Mr. Fool passed on Mr. World's prayer.

She quickly reported to her count's father and informed her father of the existence of the Witch Sect.

And constantly praying to the goddess of night and Mr. Fool in his heart.

Pray that they will not let the primitive witch come.

Don't let disaster come.

"That's something wrong!"

Next to Audrey, a big golden dog suddenly spoke out a human voice.

His eyes looked towards the East Third District with a humanized look, and his nose surged, as if he smelled an extraordinary smell.

Suddenly, Audrey saw the green branches and leaves around her and danced.

"It's wind blowing!"

The gray-white morning mist began to dissipate little by little.

Joewood District, Holy Wind Cathedral.

A terrifying storm surged toward the east at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Woo!"

Amid the whimpering sound, the morning mist was blown away quickly.

Even the weirdly colored fog in the East Third District did not last long under the storm before melting into the storm.

Branches, leaves all over the sky, dust and mist rose into the air and moved away with the storm.

"Send someone to the prince, don't let the witch escape!"

"Also, do your best to stop the disaster and do not conflict with the royal family for the time being."

"Notify the Steam Church, the Night Church, to fight the coming of the real Creator together!"

"When necessary, try to pray to the true God!"

A heavy voice sounded in the church.

The next moment, a strong figure flew out.

The true god is silent. On the earth, the powerful ones are not extraordinary, but those guns, cannons and spacecraft.

The demigods in Sequence 4 cannot face the guns and cannons head-on.

No church will easily break up with the royal family at this time.

"Boom!"

As the figure flew out, there was lightning all over the sky.

It seemed as if there were strong winds and waves brewing.

But in a moment, heavy rain suddenly began to float between the whole world.

The rainwater of the ‘rattle’ began to clean the earth.

"The Church of Storm responds very quickly!"

The desperate lady sat in a carriage, looking at the heavy rain outside, without any nervousness.

"It's just... the plague and disease cannot be blown away, especially in this heavy rain, which will only spread faster!"

Long after the goddess of life transformed Beckland, she was thinking about how to create a disaster.

After all, without the toxic fog, dust, epidemics and diseases, the power will be reduced by half.

It is easier to be blown away by the strong wind.

Until Ms. Desperate saw Beckland in winter, a layer of mist would always surge in the early morning, and she had an idea.

The morning mist was caused by the Tasok River that ran across from the center of Beckland from west to east.

Therefore, Ms. Desperate had the idea of ​​integrating plague, disease, into the Tassok River.

But the river is wide enough, and it is still alive.

Plagues and diseases cannot be preserved at all.

But there are always more ways than difficulties. First, spread plagues and diseases, and use humans as the source of infection, all over the place.

Then plague and disease follow the breathing, cough, smell, and blood of infected humans.

All of them are melted into the morning mist.

After all, the civilians are very diligent, and they get up early in the morning, and homeless people are everywhere.

It can completely allow morning mist to bring the plague and diseases in those people to all parts of Beckland faster.

Infect more people.

In this way, even if it is blown away by the strong wind and washed by the heavy rain, it will no longer be able to exterminate its source.

Because those sources are living people.

"Even if it is completely solved in the end, the disaster will directly cause at least tens of thousands of deaths and hundreds of thousands of infections."

"My potion can be completely digested...but this is just a side-by-side gain."

"The traces of missing people will be erased, and everything will point to the Aurora, to the real Creator."

"No one can guess what the royal family really wants to do!"

“No one knows what we want to do either!”

The despair lady was in a good mood and thought.

Her whereabouts were very secretive and she had misled and dealt with them a lot. She had to worry about her being blocked by Beckland's demigods in a short period of time.

"Just take Trischick away, this thing will be truly perfect!"

With a gentle smile, the lady of despair looked towards the palace of His Highness the Third Prince.

Before the plan started, they had already made a preview to prevent exposure.

Send the witch Trischick to His Highness the Third Prince and make him fall in love with Trischick.

Then use the seal 0-08 to create some coincidences to make Trischick and the prince happy.

If the matter is exposed, everything will be pushed to the third prince.

At that time, perhaps His Majesty the King would speak in person: "The Third Prince colluded with the Witch Sect and committed suicide because he was afraid of his crime."

With the threat of the real Creator and the silence of the gods, everything will be perfectly accomplished.

And they also happened to welcome the arrival of the original.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the void in the direction of St. George's region suddenly burst into vibrations.

With the power of sleep and the power of flame, we quickly gathered towards the suburbs.

It was the church of the night, and the people of the steam church.

It is urgent to prevent the arrival of the real Creator.

Once it truly arrives, most of the entire Beckland population of five million will fall, be crazy, and distorted.

The anchors of the three true gods will also be subject to turmoil.

Especially after this god battle, once the anchor of the true god is shaken a lot, it is impossible to let the true god fall again.

Or it may be out of control, crazy, and cause a terrifying disaster.

East District, in the Klein safe house.

Listening to the increasing number of coughs, Klaien was shocked.

Too many, too fast.

From the beginning of the three or two sounds to the end of the coughing sound.

"What happened?"

As soon as Klaien opened the door, he saw a scene that shocked him.
To be continued...