On a certain reef in the Raging Sea, the huge waves carried by the strong wind suddenly stopped in the air, and the surrounding thunderstorms also lost their sound. The entire reef seemed to be separated from the surrounding environment, making no sound.
The air dominated by darkness was distorted, and the colors suddenly became brighter. Several larger color blocks stuck to each other, mixed and elongated in a strange way, and outlined two tall men's figures.
The bronze-skinned man with soft facial features and the "sage" with an exotic face each stood on a corner of the reef, facing each other with stern expressions.
"Are you a 'secret' messenger?" Azik Eggers felt the familiar atmosphere around him. He found that he had temporarily lost contact with the underworld. To be more precise, the connection between the nearby spiritual world and reality was destroyed.
Blocked.
In his knowledge, only He and His followers can do this, and only they can do it so thoroughly.
Ambrosius, who was wearing a gold-rimmed white robe, played with the sealed object that was torn off Qilingos' body with his left hand - squirming hunger, his fingers slowly stretched, his body relaxed, and he responded nonchalantly:
"It seems that you have recalled something? This time it is much faster than before. Have you been to the castle where you were Baron Lachem?"
Azik's frown deepened, and he found some fragments in his mind after struggling to recall.
"Are you Roman, Roman Ambrosius?"
Ambrosius raised his chin in slight surprise. The golden edges of his white robe were embellished with hazy stars. His calm voice was mixed with a hint of surprise:
"You're not working for 'that' right now, are you?"
"Who?" Azik's brows calmed down, the fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes blended together, and there was obvious confusion in his brown pupils.
The hazy starlight on Ambrosius was slightly dim, but it was still moving rapidly, seeming to outline some patterns of unknown origin.
He slowly took off the translucent human leather glove from his hand, and while simulating the authority of the "underworld" to seal it, he examined the state of Azik Eggers and asked:
"Why did you attack that pirate named Qilingos?"
Standing on the corner of the reef, Azik seemed to have remembered something, his expression was painful.
He tentatively walked to the center of the reef, feeling more closely the stimulation brought to his mind by the man with an obvious exotic look in front of him, and responded unfocusedly:
"Because of the request of one of my students, he is an official Beyonder. This is the person they want to get rid of."
Ambrosius looked at the other party's movements and felt a chill in his back.
Even a mythical creature couldn't deal with it calmly when he saw the death archon of the Balam Empire looking at him with such a strange expression... Ambrosius put aside the thoughts that suddenly popped up in his mind.
Strange thoughts, seemingly normal:
"That is indeed a valid reason."
He looked up and down a few more times at Azik, who was still standing in the middle of the reef, and asked tentatively:
"It seems like you've remembered a lot of things?"
At this time, Azik's demeanor had changed drastically. His brown eyes were no longer gentle, but contained a touch of indifference, as if he had lost part of his emotions.
With the return of part of the memory, the white wings spread out from the gentleman's shoulders, and the feathers with mysterious patterns fell off from time to time, spontaneously ignited, and slowly spiraled to the ground.
Azik Eggers, who still had some pain on his face, looked at the green scales growing on his arms, and said in a low and majestic voice:
"I seem to have been taken advantage of. My previous destiny was involved in too many unusual things. If it weren't for the help of the 'God of Mystery', I might even lose control in front of Lachem's castle."
Ambrosius was wary of the opponent's state. Doors made of stars appeared in his blue-purple pupils. The layers were layered and spliced into a dazzling symbol. He continued what the other party said:
"It won't get out of control, but you are definitely not you anymore. There are too many entities involved in Tingen's matter. It's better for you to stay in Backlund and recover in secret, or in some less dangerous places. A place to find memories.”
"On this point, I can't help you much. After all, I only walked with you for a while after you lost your memory in the 'Pale Disaster'." The rapidly changing patterns on Ambrosius's white robe no longer flickered and gradually returned to normal. Calm, "If your condition deteriorates, surrendering to our Lord is also a good choice. I think this is not an unacceptable choice."
The huge white wings suddenly fluttered, and Azik, who had transformed into a half-man and half-snake, stood up straight. Clusters of pale flames around him burned out of thin air, seeming to disperse the anger around him.
"There are still my students and my enemies in Tingen. It is impossible for me to stay away from there and escape."
The curiosity of student? Enemy? Ambrosius was suddenly aroused to the extreme, but his self-cultivation did not allow him to make a fuss. In the end, he only raised an eyebrow and his tone fluctuated slightly:
"You care about that student and the so-called enemy. Don't tell me that you want to avenge the 'God of Death'."
Azik, whose face was also dotted with green scales, shook his head and denied:
"Instead of avenging the 'God of Death', someone stole my son's skull and he must pay the price he deserves."
Then he paused, the indifference in his eyes became a little thin, and he said with a slight hesitation:
"Student, student, my student really helped me a lot, but it was also a coincidence that he was in the castle not long ago..."
As Azik fell into self-doubt and stopped speaking, Ambrosius seemed to notice something, and there was a rare and obvious surprise in his eyes. He organized his words several times, and after thinking for a long time, he asked:
"Are you doubting that student?"
Azik turned his attention to the sudden question. After a few seconds of silence, he answered with a firm tone:
"No, I'm just wondering to what extent my life has been manipulated this time, and whether the person behind you has also intervened. After all, my students' destiny has also been obviously inconsistent."
No, fate is certain, that student of yours may be my master... Ambrosius breathed a subtle sigh of relief, and the muscles on his face almost twitched.
Considering the previous awakening of the Lord, the appearance of the "Fool", and some events at the end of the Fourth Age, he could only think that the Lord's plan had begun, but he did not expect that the truth might be so unbelievable.
After all, regarding the conspiracy between the Lord and several other beings at the end of the Fourth Age, the angels under Him do not know the full story, so the possibility of this situation may not be small at present, and this specific method is also from the Third Age. The one who used it.
Ambrosius calmed down and threw the sealed "Creeping Hunger" in his hand to Azik, who was half-human and half-snake, and advised:
"As for the violation of destiny you mentioned, I can't give a clear answer, but I still recommend that you stay away from Tingen for the time being. If you need it, I can also provide you with some help to help you maintain your condition.
Your current humanity is mostly maintained under the arrangement of our Lord. The false humanity is the solidification of your character in this life. You need to find your own way to find your true self, otherwise you will still lose control. What you look like now
This is the best proof.”
Finally, he paused, thought for a while, and reminded again:
"The 'God of Death' has awakened. Don't stay in the violent sea for too long."
Immediately, the invisible barrier around the reef shattered silently, the strong wind whipped the waves and slammed them heavily on the dark reef, and the roar of lightning once again ruled the sky.
Opposite Azik, Ambrosius' figure had disappeared without a trace, as if he had never existed.
As the strange aura dissipated, the half-human, half-snake Azik returned to his normal appearance. The dark blue formal suit on his body was stretched and damaged in many places. He rubbed his swollen forehead and silently said
"Creeping Hunger" was applied to the left hand, and the color around him suddenly became more intense. In the background that looked like an abstract painting, the figure of the tall man was also missing.
As for Qilingos's spirit and characteristics, he doesn't care about his whereabouts.
............
Alger, who had just been questioned about the source of the information by the "Singer of God" and had not received many awards, did not feel any surprise, but his dissatisfaction grew stronger.
However, considering the overall situation and his own future, Alger could only strictly abide by the orders personally issued by the "Singer of God" and stay near the scene, waiting for the Archbishop, Al Sinek, to come to Qilingos.
The final divination of death.
After a few minutes, the archbishop walked out of the barrier formed by the water curtain. He glanced around and saw a man with an anchor tattoo on his neck who was leading the "Punishers" nearby. He immediately approached him and humbly
He lowered his head and asked:
"Your Majesty the Archbishop, do you need us to investigate the murderer of Qilingos?"
Al Snake shook his head silently, couldn't help but look back at Qilinges' strange body, and said in a deep voice:
"There is no need to track down the murderer of Qilingos. Regarding this matter, I will directly report it to His Majesty the Pope. This may involve two angels."
Angel...the rugged man who was about to express his stance suddenly froze where he was and lost the ability to speak.
In the distance, Alger could barely hear the conversation clearly. Although he didn't feel too surprised, he was still unavoidably agitated and his mood was difficult to calm down.
Although he knew very well that Qilingos was involved in high-level items, and Mr. Fool did have angels under him, he did not expect that two of them would be dispatched at once.
If I dare to betray, this may be my fate... Alger's peripheral vision noticed that Archbishop Snake seemed to have something to say, and he moved a few steps in that direction imperceptibly.
Al Sinek, who was wearing a robe embroidered with billowy patterns, turned his gloomy face to the MI9 members who had arrived belatedly. He couldn't help but lower his voice and said to the subordinate next to him:
"The cause of Chilingos's death is kept secret, and it is claimed that the Spiritual Cult and the Witch Cult were silenced. No trace of the angel's appearance can be revealed."
Correspondingly, it should be the "Death" path and the "Witch"? With the sound of the flowing wind, the alienated Alger nodded thoughtfully, pressed his collar without leaving a trace, and walked towards the "Singer of Gods"
”.
Under reasonable grounds, he was allowed to cooperate with MI9 to search for any possible traces of Qilingers' accomplices in the surrounding area.
During the search, Alger relied on the need to expand the investigation and escaped the attention of the superiors without arousing suspicion, and walked alone to the area he was responsible for.
Under the layers of clothing on his body, a crystal clear pendant was shining with a faint purple light.