The boiling shadows under the feet returned to calmness, leaving only a pool of charred flesh and blood, and the scent of meat spread everywhere in the air.
The shirtless Farbuti stroked the back ridge of the giant black dog at his feet, looked at Jason Belial's empty chest, and felt a little worried for a moment.
Although for the "devils", there is no shortage of consumables in their hands, but unfortunately, compared to his own abilities, Jason Belial's real usefulness is his social status and his painstaking efforts.
The mystery of the crazy Ripper created.
The sticky black stained on the formal jacket and shirt slowly flowed back, and dark red blood beads flew out from Fabuti's palm, filling the hole in Jason Belial's chest.
His eyes, which were a mixture of blue and gray, turned around sluggishly, and Jason Belial, who was supposed to be dead, took two strange steps forward.
The giant black dog with its tail between its hind legs looked at its former owner, silently stepped back, walked around Fabuti's trousers, and hid behind her.
"ah......"
The "resurrected" Jason Belial opened his mouth, but he could only utter a single syllable.
He bowed slightly to Fabuti somewhat unfamiliarly, and then based on the memory in his mind, he determined the direction and walked towards the street where he could hire a hired carriage.
The Lord of the Abyss glanced down, and the cowering black giant dog whimpered helplessly. Although it was reluctant, it still followed the former owner who was already dead in its perception, and disappeared at the end of the alley after a while.
The gray mist around his waist became thinner and thinner. Fabuti stroked the soft patch, and his dark red eyes swept around, finally locking on the neck of a passing middle-aged woman.
Her spirit body is dark blue and cold. If she is an extraordinary person who is good at spiritual vision, she can extract qualities such as calmness, strength, and independence from it. However, in the "devil's" vision, her spirit body also provides more content.
For example, she was surrounded by the smell of filth that she briefly fell into, which was the "devil's" favorite smell.
"The real twelfth incident..."
............
On the empty street, he tapped the cane in his hand gently and handed the fare to the driver behind him. He took a quick glance before walking into No. 17 Minsk Street.
winter.
After the door was closed and feeling the darkness and tranquility in the house, Klein truly breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally arrived home.
He quickly took off his double-breasted coat, hung his cane in the entrance hall, quickly ran to the second floor, and ducked into his bedroom.
Feeling the somewhat cold bed, this was the first time that he felt that this unfamiliar bed was so familiar.
Ever since he returned from the gray mist, he had been on tenterhooks and even regretted using the lucky charm.
After all, real danger seems cuter than illusory luck.
Looking up at the somewhat gray ceiling, Klein raised his hand to grab something.
But when his five fingers clenched tightly, he only grasped a ball of air.
He said that he would not touch anything related to the extraordinary during this period, but in the end, the only exception was the Angel, which was the blasphemous card.
Moreover, "Secret" also asked me to investigate the legacy of that Abraham family member... Taking a deep breath, Klein struggled to pull himself up from the bed, and then gradually emptied the filth in his lungs.
"start working!"
He skillfully pulled out the silver dagger from under the bed board, quickly built a spiritual wall, and walked four steps backward to reach the top of the gray mist.
The playing cards with the portrait of Emperor Russell were still lying quietly on the long bronze table. "Secret" in thin black robes had been waiting here early, with his legs crossed and leaning on the back of the "World" seat.
.
"It seems that you have a clue about the code word of the Blasphemy Card?"
Klein did not directly answer the question about his body, but instead asked:
"You said before that Emperor Russell was severely polluted. Does this prove that Russell in his later years and Huang Tao, who liked to reproduce the earth's culture in his early years, are not the same person in a sense?"
This is a very important factor.
You must know that the Card of Blasphemy was made in the Emperor's later years. If during this period, his mind really changed due to pollution, even if Crane had a common language with the previous Huang Tao, he might not be able to guess.
The secret message set by Emperor Russell.
"Don't worry, that pollution is so secret that even Russell himself discovered its existence at the end of his life."
"Mystery" first denied Klein's conjecture, and then added:
"Besides, the purpose of the pollution itself is to quietly change Russell's thinking. This is a step-by-step process. If Russell's temperament suddenly changes, it will only cause unnecessary vigilance from the God of Steam."
In other words, even if there is a change, it will only be a partial change in Russell's or Huang Tao's original interests?
Klein rubbed his chin and his eyes gradually darkened as he looked at the card.
Who is Russell Gustave?
If we judge from his diary alone, we can see that he is a shameless person who always uses the works of great men to embellish his name; he is a playboy who is romantic and has an indiscreet personal life; he is a person who cherishes his children very much.
's father.
But if these few words that only exist in the diary correspond to reality, he is even more like a Caesar from another world, a careerist far more cruel than Napoleon, the founder of the Age of Navigation and the Industrial Revolution. Even he himself admitted that he
It is the culprit responsible for the wanton growth of evil gods.
For such a person, what he can use as a secret message must be the most important thing to him.
Closing his eyes gently, pointing his finger on the surface of the card, Klein quietly muttered:
"Bernadette."
Looking into the azure eyes in the painting, the inorganic oil paint cannot even reflect the expectation in Klein's eyes.
"It's not..."
He let out a long sigh, unable to conceal the disappointment in his tone.
What exactly is it? Among his three children, the one who means the most to him is probably the daughter who will become a big shot.
This is an opportunity for Russell to truly realize that he is not playing games in life...
"Bernadette."
While Klein was thinking hard, a peaceful voice broke his thoughts.
On the mottled long table, the ordinary bookmark suddenly collapsed inward, and a little bright light rose from the vortex, and the image of Emperor Russell on the surface took on a new look.
Klein looked at the "Secret" across from him in surprise, his tongue a little knotted.
"Old Fussac?"
Different from Klein who uses Intis language, "Mystery" just used the ancient Fusac language which is more popular in Fusac.
Without answering the half-length question, "Secret" just pointed at the table.
Klein looked at it hurriedly, and the card in the middle took on a new look.
Russell, who looks like an emperor, is sitting on an ancient stone throne. The crown inlaid with various gemstones on his head is strangely shrouded in darkness. He is dressed in black armor and a cloak of the same color as if he is a flowing living creature. He holds the scepter in his hand tightly, and his gaze He looked at Klein indifferently.
Different from the rigid oil paint before, this time, Klein actually had the illusion of looking at a real person.
"Don't you want to take a look? This should be the first complete sequence chain you can master."
The peaceful voice of "Secret" surrounded Klein's ears, like the poisonous snake in Yin Tian Garden who didn't know how many years ago, tempting him to touch the source of life.
The bright stars form a dense text, and the name of Sequence Zero "Black Emperor" is engraved on the top of the card, above all sequence names.
Look at the sequence names below that you have heard of and those you have never heard of, and look at the detailed formulas and rituals written down, even the final ceremony to become a god.
Only now did Klein truly feel the meaning of the saying that the Card of Blasphemy hides the path to becoming a god.
These, at least up to Sequence Five, are all resources that I can directly use!
Unlike the "arbitrators" who are monopolized by MI9, the wild Extraordinaries of the "Lawyer" path are not too rare. There is always a chance to find Extraordinaries who can't get the formula.
He calmed down his breathing that became rapid due to excitement and carefully read the more important parts.
So, the essence of the "Black Emperor" or "Lawyer" approach is to use the shadow of order?
From this point of view, it and the "Arbiter" are undoubtedly complementary sequences... Klein retracted his gaze and made a bold judgment.
Although he didn't know much about the "Arbiter" sequence, he could make some guesses based on the names of "Punishing Knight" and several military demigods.
And more importantly...
He looked at the bottom part of the cards.
The composition of the magic potion for becoming a god: three corresponding Sequence 1 potions, as well as uniqueness.
"Blood Emperor" Tudor is indeed the true god of the "Hunter" path, and Medici in the underground ruins should be her god-forming material... There are indeed three rooms in the last room.
Klein's brows gradually furrowed as he recalled the details in the dim room at that time.
But among the three angels, only Medici is still alive in a ghost state. Why?
Is it the true Creator, or the protection of "mystery"?
Feeling the doubtful gaze from his body, "Secret" tilted his head and asked softly:
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Klein shook his head, "I just don't quite understand why Medici, as the material for Tudor to become a god, is different from the other two angels who have perished and still retains a clear consciousness. Compared with Which two are more special?"
After thinking for a moment, "Secret" brought up the "Black Emperor" card on the table, and I took a rough look at it.
"Although it records a path to becoming a god, it is not perfect."
"imperfect?"
"Secret" nodded slightly, and suddenly paused, as if he was wondering whether if he said more now, it would cause any bad development.
However, after a moment of silence, she still lost to Klein's inquiring gaze.
"Yes, there is another level between the True God and Sequence One, which is called the King of Angels."