"Brett, I want to ask you a question first." Wright raised his head and stared directly at Brett with pure black pupils.
Like a monster hiding underground revealed in a dark nightmare, it exudes an inexplicable and strange aura that penetrates into the spiritual realm.
"You...ask." Brett said a little confused, his steady voice showing a little trembling.
"Can I trust you? Even though I experienced...amnesia, my body has recovered quickly after fighting the Lost One, and the aura of magic power that is unique to many Lost Ones has appeared. In this way, we can still
Can trust exist?" Wright asked the most critical question.
For more than five hundred years since the beginning of the New Era, the Zine Empire, including all human federations, has regarded the Heartless and the Lost as enemies. Any human being with similar characteristics to the above two will be immediately executed.
For example, the rule that bleeding exceeds 50%, including prohibiting anyone from talking about magic and extraordinary things, strictly demarcates the boundaries between humans and unintentional people.
Almost without thinking, Brett quickly sat up straight and blurted out:
"It must be trustworthy. I have said that I no longer care about your memory problem. Besides, I will not believe that you are possessed by the so-called 'god messenger'. It is too bizarre and incomprehensible."
Brett paused for a moment, then said in a gradually calmer voice:
"You are just a superpower as defined by the Zine Empire. Although your body's recovery speed is amazing, you recovered more than 60% that night after I brought you here to the military hospital in Chekavsk. The doctor also
I've checked your body, haven't you? You have no other problems now except weakness and mental damage. As for the magic source power, to be honest, apart from the complete ban on Socra, other cities in the empire are actually gradually liberalizing it. Including you and me.
of Chekavsk.”
"Then I will exchange a piece of information with you. This... I got it in my dream. Since you believe me, you won't find this strange, right?" Wright said tentatively.
"Dreams? It is indeed a fantasy topic. Dreams can give enlightenment to human beings. Maybe the dream you think of is the information you obtained from people you don't care about at a certain moment and appears in the dream. Let me count it as your nameless person.
Important information has been obtained from the rats. Although, this possibility is very low." Brett tried to convince himself with a way that could be explained through science.
"Socera's 'Blood Night Ritual' may be a disaster. There is a high probability that it is not as simple as purifying the city." Wright said in a slightly low voice with a hint of unnoticeable panic.
"Based on the information I have received so far, the focus of the George and Socra committee is still the Silent Highland God. He is related to machinery. Socra may need her to mass-produce weapons, or simply use the god as a powerful mechanical weapon." Bray
It is especially analyzed in the steam category as much as possible.
"No. This is the appearance." Wright's voice became deeper and deeper:
"The protagonist of the Blood Night Ritual is the daughter of Tool Yuan. The Socra Committee is trying to build a paradise. It is an overall dream, 'Raleye's Dream'. They are trying to get millions of citizens to fall into it and build a paradise for the nobles.
And all the citizens of the city may have their bodies stripped off, or they may be swallowed up by the scalding water due to operational errors. And if the power of the gods leaks out, maybe the entire empire will be frozen."
The content of this passage was indeed revealed by Kayas. Wright told the truth and was also engaging in a bet. He bet that Brett would completely lose consciousness during the time he was knocked unconscious and did not overhear anything between him and Kayas.
Any content of the conversation between the [Shapeshifter] of Yas, the "Church of Hope".
"This..." Brett paused for a few seconds, and a complex look gradually appeared on his face, which was scattered with small wounds that had not yet healed.
He couldn't believe it and wanted to believe it, but his brain in the field of mechanical science told him that he should question and refute it.
But in the end, he chose an ambiguous answer:
"I need to get more information. Although it may not be as easy as you in the future."
"There are still more than twenty days left for the Blood Night Ceremony, right? I'm looking forward to you, Brett, changing some of your thinking and trying to use magic to think about the world. Everything in the wasteland world itself is elusive and indescribable. If it doesn't change,
If you think too hard, you may fall into madness. Of course, if you don't believe what I said about the 'Blood Night Ritual', I may take my own actions." Wright stated his attitude directly.
"Wright, I know there is always hope in your heart. I wonder if you still remember what we talked about in the Lost Swamp Camp. You longed to end the wasteland world and become that savior-like existence. For this reason, you have explored the occult.
, of course I don’t believe this. You said you are eager to find the god named 'The Lord of Eternal Red' and get the enlightenment of light. Of course, the premise of all this is to live." Brett said, trying to remind Wright from the side not to be stupid.
thing.
Some memory fragments about Brett suddenly flashed through Wright's mind, and he blurted out:
"But you also believe in the Lord of the Night? Isn't this also the category of mysterious things?"
"That's faith. We can believe that we can see gods and get guidance. But we can't really believe in these. Human beings are great creatures that can create everything. I am even willing to believe that gods are just the embodiment of human good wishes or thoughts. As for
Daughter of the Mechanical Element, I prefer to believe that it is a powerful mechanical weapon invented by the Crusted Empire." Brett defended as much as possible.
"I remember you also said that you believe that all races will usher in a day of peaceful coexistence. Regional and racial differences will always disappear. No one rules and no one is ruled. There are only people who live peacefully on this continent.
'." Wright said.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! His face seemed to be filled with light, the light of longing for a better world in the future.
But the next second, as Brett coughed heavily, all the light on his face seemed to disappear again.
"I understand. Regarding the specific content of the Blood Night Ceremony, I will investigate and make my own judgment. The Socra Committee has sent you and me a message this morning, which is related to your and my promotion. Of course, there are also
The message for the upcoming mission is expected to be delivered in the evening. Our next stop must be Silent Highlands. As for your body, I still recommend that you check with my friend after you recover. After all, improving physical strength is the most important thing in the wasteland.
Compared with superpowers...for example, the powerful superpower users of the 'Lone Wolf Society' are basically strong people. Like me. However, I have something to do and have to leave first. You can go to Chekavsk
There are currently no restrictions on walking around the city. By the way, I left a piece of clothing for you."
After saying that, Brett stood up from the sofa, threw the message in his pocket that he had folded four times on the glass table, stood up and left the room.
"I'm the only one left now?" Wright looked at the empty, splendidly decorated room No. 7057 and felt a strong sense of loss.
"Let's read the contents of the message first." Wright made a decision secretly.
Immediately afterwards, he carefully picked up the message paper written with pencil and printing ink in front of him. After moving a few heavy steps forward, he pulled open the red leather seat embroidered with light green patterns in front of him and opened the mahogany door.
A gas lamp above the short table was used for brief illumination.
"Sent from Socra, the capital of the Zine Empire, to Wright Socra, Brett Klein." Wright unconsciously read out the all-too-familiar Zine Empire language text on the header of the message.
"In view of the excellent performance of the two of you in the Battle of Kofu and the retreat of Migov, including killing a Lost Person of the Church of Hope, rewards will be arranged. Brett will be promoted to Red Earth 2, and Wright will be promoted.
to Silver Blade 5. A total of S$1,500 will be awarded to the two of you, which can be claimed at the Imperial Bank with your ID and password below."
Money? I have money!
There was a surge of ecstasy in Wright's heart. Compared with the temporary improvement in rank, which would not see benefits for the time being, the direct monetary reward was more important.
If I remember correctly, the new coins issued by the Zine Empire can be directly exchanged for gold in banks, and even many local legions recognize the existence of new coins as hard currency.
Moreover, if you buy food or replenish ammunition in the unfamiliar city of Chekavsk, you will definitely need new coins. After all, your current identity does not belong to the Chekavsk Army, but is still a member of the Sokra Guard.
After Wright put the subsequent message, which contained only a bunch of messy and irregular letters into a password, into the compartment of the army green military backpack beside him, he rested his chin on his arm and thought for a long time, and finally made a decision.
Decide.
The notebook, the notebook that recorded information within a few days of returning from the Sogra Police Station just a few days after waking up from the time travel, I have to add some information I received in the past few days.
Thinking of this, Wright took out the "diary" from the bottom of the third layer of the backpack, which was cushioned with some canned food and clothes. Although it had a folded crack, it was still very neat.
He casually picked up a pen with a feather on the table. After confirming that there was enough blue ink in it, he recorded:
"April 527, New Year. My time travel is related to a ritual called 'Singing of Mechanics'. The participants in the ritual were Natasha, George and Yato, among whom Natasha and Yato have died."
"The ritual originates from the ancient book mb-527-01. There are two important points in the content. 1. To find the daughter of Tool Yuan, you need to summon the apostle of the god through a ritual. 2. You need the blazing emblem to participate in the ritual summoning. Maybe the emblem
The power is related to the two forces of light and dark?" Wright put a question mark at the end.
"After the failure of the ritual, George may have given up his plan to use the messenger to find the gods. He is looking for a woman with a confused singing voice. She may also be the key to unlocking the secret of the daughter of Tool Yuan."
"Due to the failure of the ritual, I have some memories that were erased by Yato, but it is currently difficult to retrieve and I need to wait for the opportunity. Moreover, Yato's subsequent ritual to stimulate the red magic source power in his body may be an extension of the former ritual. Red Devil
The source of power may be related to rituals and gods."
"The red magic source power is an ancient power that was born during the decisive battle between the Krusted Empire and another big country. The parts currently known to be usable include summoning the red-faced Hain to communicate, opening the gray dream, and forming a spirit.
In combat and triggering the touch of darkness, it may be used to communicate with gods. Other abilities need to be explored."
"After the Battle of Kovo, it seems that the Socra Committee must have contacted the Church of Hope, or even other churches of the lost.
They may work together to find the daughter of Tool Yuan and explore the Silent Highlands. Use the power of the gods to open the 'Raleye Dream' and induce everyone to fall into a sleeping paradise. We need to find a way to stop this cruel act."
"There are professions in this world. Lower-level professions need contact with magic power to be promoted to middle-level professions. Middle-level professions need potions or opportunities to contact gods to be promoted to upper-level professions.
There are 16 upper-level professions in total. The promotion method is currently unknown and needs to be explored. I belong to the profession [Order] that cannot be obtained through promotion. Later, I can learn other upper-level professional abilities and belong to the existence of a leader.
Therefore, I need to increase my voice in the Guards and even the Empire, and then become an 'Echoer' who can end the wasteland and discover the existence of gods."
"Currently, I need to detect the existence of the Inspiration Sequence Core through the power of the gods in order to be promoted to the Sequence Level. The exploration of the Daughter of Mechanical Yuan is one of the goals for subsequent actions."
"The Tenyin sect, Aaron and Natasha's information still needs to be explored. The cause and effect of his own time travel has only been partially answered. The chooser's diary, more information on the red magic source power, and Yato's part of the cause and effect of his ritual
Throw needs investigation.
You can go to the address in the business card given by John to meet Aaron, obtain part of the magic source power and guidance on order promotion, and learn more information about the Tenyin sect. But you need to be prepared and pay attention to safety. As for whether to contact the Church of Hope,
It depends."
As he wrote this, Wright shook his sore arm.
But then, as a crimson light flashed before his eyes, Wright's hand actually picked up the pen on its own, squirmed strangely in the blank space of the "diary", and wrote a paragraph of text that made him feel scared and trembling.
:
"The apostle of God may have arrived. We will all fall into darkness, and no one will be saved, except red."
The text composed of Zine Empire language came to an abrupt end.
***The author has something to say***
Almost everything that needs to be explained has been explained, and after the remaining strength of one party appears, the subsequent plots are basically battles and games.