"It's begun..." In the office of the Congress building, Snow looked at the tide of people outside, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. With the precedent of Intis, he believed that those people with brains had already taken out the food and took refuge in the church.
Already.
"I wonder how many fools there are who can't see the formality? It just so happens that Loen's treasury has been empty a lot for this war!"
Snow withdrew his gaze and focused on the documents in front of him again. From all aspects, the war situation in Loen was not optimistic.
If he hadn't read the script in advance, it would be hard for Snow to believe that even with such a huge disadvantage, Lun could still come back. However, the historical direction of this world still has to consider the layout of the gods.
Just when Snow was thinking about when the divine war would really begin, a faint murmur suddenly came from his chest.
"Oh? You've given Klein some guidance on mysticism? How's it going over there in Silver City?"
[True raving].
Dot murmured in response, and Snow's eyes suddenly narrowed. He suddenly stood up, picked up the bell on the table and rang it twice hard.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
A mid-level officer from MI9 opened the door of the office with a slightly frightened expression, but this was not directed at Snow, but simply because he was frightened by the parade outside.
After all, even mid-sequence Beyonders cannot guarantee that they can survive facing such a large crowd.
If you want to be unafraid of numbers, you can only surpass humans and reach the realm of half-human and half-god.
"I have something to deal with. My documents will be sent to the king later. Also, restrain your subordinates. Don't take action unless someone maliciously expands the problem."
Snow pointed to the desk behind him, and the members of MI9 immediately nodded in agreement. But when he looked up again, he found that Snow had disappeared.
…
After leaving the Parliament Building, Snow jumped directly to the Cathedral of Light. Seeing his appearance, Mr. A, who was sitting silently reciting the church's sacred scriptures, immediately stood up and said:
"Your Highness the Psalm Angel, has the time come?"
"That's right, how are Snowman's preparations going?" Snow nodded gently, stretched out his hand and made a sign of the cross on his chest. Upon hearing this, Mr. A immediately said:
"Snowman has completed his promotion and is repenting in the prayer hall."
"Go and bring him over." Snow said, took a deep breath, walked up to the altar of the Cathedral of Light, looked at the huge cross that exuded a dull golden light, and untied the heaven from his chest.
Made it and put it on the cross.
A dull stream of light followed the contact position and rushed toward the Heaven Manufacturing Center. The bone-white cross that originally had a black iron sheen turned into pure gold.
"Your Highness the Roller." Snow's voice came from behind Snow. At this time, he was still wearing a linen robe, with bare feet, dressed as an ascetic monk, but his eyes were not as before.
It exudes a dull golden color, but is replaced by a deep black.
"The plan is about to begin, are you ready?"
Snow looked at the sadness on the ascetic monk's face, but he smiled. When he heard his words, Snowman's dark eyes lit up——
"I'm already prepared."
"That's good, Holy One of Light, please explain the beginning and end. We should go to the Holy Place of the Lord."
Snow turned to look at Mr. A. Hearing this, he just shook his head slightly, looked at Snow with a somewhat fanatical look and said:
"As early as I learned about the plan, I already handed over the affairs."
"Then, let's set off."
Snow tore it apart with both hands, and a door of light opened in front of him. Snowman and Mr. A stepped forward without any hesitation. As a chaotic and strange spiritual world flashed before their eyes, the three of them came.
Arriving at a barren land.
The sky is always shining with seemingly endless thunder, and all kinds of deformed monsters are walking on the land covered by darkness.
A dim yellow light seemed to be solidified in the not-too-distant direction, where a towering building exuded a majestic atmosphere.
"Okay, let's start getting ready." Snow gently stroked the heavenly creation that had turned into a pale golden color, and said to Mr. A and Mr. Snowman. Snowman and Mr. A did not hesitate at all, and immediately deployed their abilities, while
Golden sunlight and a dark shadow slowly spread, interweaving into a strange realm that seemed to be isolated from the world.
Standing in this field, Snow's spirituality began to decline rapidly, and a crystal-like seed slowly condensed in his palm.
Logically speaking, the "seeds of lies" condensed by the three-person movement are actually invisible, but tangible things are often more likely to arouse the recognition of others than unobservable forces.
At this moment, Snow's eyebrows raised slightly, and he looked in the direction of the Giant King's Court with some surprise. A smile flashed in his eyes. Immediately, his soul split, and a piece of consciousness left his body...
…
"Are you looking for me?" The moment Snow took over the historical projection, he saw the scene in front of him, and then he was slightly stunned and frowned:
"You opened that door?"
"Yes." Klein was not surprised that the senior saw the clues and nodded, "The power behind the door took away my shadow, and my spirit and body were also eroded by the true Creator..."
Klein forcibly suppressed his emotional changes and told about the problems he had encountered before, but his hideous face, with half of it normal and the other half replaced by twisted flesh sprouts and worms, showed a horrifying smile from time to time.
"Don't move yet." Snow frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and then, a minor tune flowed out of his mouth and nose in the form of humming.
At night on the outskirts of Moscow, Klein remembered this name, and as the song played, which was also well-known in the country, Klein felt that the distortion in his soul and body was slowly weakening.
Although he has not completely disappeared, he has calmed down and will not make his situation that is already on the verge of losing control worse.
"It seems that the person's goal has not been achieved yet..." Snow looked thoughtful, then shook his head after a moment and said:
"Your current state is very dangerous. It's difficult for me to give you advice, because you alone can't even reach Saslier."
"I will get some help in the future." At this point, Klein remembered the words of the senior before and added another sentence——
"There are three demigods."
"Is that so?" Snow raised his head, looked at him with a look that made Klein feel a little confused, and then said, "There are some things that I can't explain clearly, otherwise you and I will be contaminated. I just
I can tell you, if you are willing to believe me, then call me when you think it is appropriate. As for when is the appropriate time, wait until you see her and understand the reasons why the gods want you to open that door.