Chapter 27: The true Creator who was plucked out of wool
Because of Wu Nai's joining, the Tarot Club has deviated from its original destiny.
However, this change is not too big. Mr. Fool is still at a high level, harvesting the information he needs.
After the party, Wu Nai returned to his bedroom, threw all the crucibles for brewing potions, essential oils needed for ritual magic and other supplies onto the gray fog, settled the rental issue with the landlord, and then gave the Nighthawks team
Captain Dunn Smith left a letter and hurriedly said goodbye and left Tingen.
With the goddess keeping the truth, the Church of the Night will not hold him accountable at all for his willfulness.
At the end, Wu Nai directly started traveling to the spirit world. Surrounded by layers of bright colors, he ignored the distance in the material world and passed through a space like an oil painting before arriving at Backlund, the capital of the Kingdom of Loen.
At the same time, Klein, wearing a formal tuxedo, a half-high silk top hat, and carrying an exaggerated suitcase that was not commensurate with his size, had just stepped into the huge monster-like steam train and officially started a new journey.
The arrival times of the two are staggered due to the mode of travel.
On the platform, Wu Nai stood among the crowds of people, pressed his hat, and looked at the city like all travelers who came here for the first time.
Its visibility is extremely low, and as far as the eye can see, the air is filled with light yellow mist.
The entire city is diagonally divided into two parts by the Tasok River that flows to its southeastern estuary. They are connected by Backlund Bridge and ferries. With a population of more than five million, it is the most prosperous city in the northern and southern continents.
Well, it is indeed a replica of London... Wu Nai shook his head, then bent down and reached out to pick up a wallet on the ground. After opening it, he pulled out a thick stack of gold pounds and sighed in his heart:
"As expected of Backlund, not comparable to Tingen. I picked it up and found a full four hundred gold pounds..."
He casually collected the little cuties that smelled of ink, folded them and put them in his pocket.
Although he had spent 3,000 pounds in order to kill the evil god's descendant, Wu Nai still had savings, and with today's 400 pounds, he didn't need to worry about money in the near future.
The next step is to solve the problem of accommodation.
Wu Nai doesn't have high requirements for where to live, as long as he doesn't live on the street. However, considering his next actions, he plans to find a place on Minsk Street in the Jowood District first.
Although he could go directly to the North District where the "St. Samuel's Church", the headquarters of the Church of the Night Goddess, is located in Backlund to check into the Nighthawks team's residence, it didn't feel good to always hang around under the goddess's nose.
As for Queens and the West End, places where aristocrats and wealthy businessmen gather, it would be too difficult for him to live there with the money he currently has on hand, so he will not consider them.
Maybe after killing Qilingos and getting 10,000 pounds... That's not right. Why spend the money in a place like this? Don't Extraordinary properties and Extraordinary materials taste good? And you can still hang out with Xiao Xiao on Minsk Street.
Ke became a roommate...Wu Nai gave up his unnecessary thoughts. Apart from improving his strength and enjoying delicious food, he didn't want to spend an extra sulu on other things.
So he quickly arrived at the subway entrance and spent six pence to ride the crystallization of this era's machinery to his destination.
This time, Wu Nai did not use the ability to travel through the spirit world. He was purely out of curiosity and took the ride with a tourist mentality to appreciate the characteristics of the steam age.
He looked back at the steam train with its huge shape, sinuous body, black iron color and complicated machinery mixed together, with a unique beauty. It made a thunderous whistle and continued to clang and clang away.
Then take a carriage to Minsk Street, go to No. 17 near No. 15, and ring the doorbell.
Ten seconds later, the door was opened, and a young woman wearing a black and white maid skirt looked at Wu Nai warily.
But she fell in love at the first sight of this man.
After the proficiency of joy increased, that extraordinary characteristic became more and more evident in Wu Nai.
"Please, what can I do for you?" the maid asked stumblingly.
Wu Nai smiled slightly and said, "Is Mrs. Summer here? I'm here to rent a house."
"You, please wait a moment..."
The maid's face turned red and she hurriedly went in to inform the mistress. After a while, she came out again to lead Wu Nai into the house.
The house is warm, and there are pieces of red and shiny smokeless charcoal in the fireplace with a special structure.
After arriving at the sofa area, Wu Nai saw the hostess wearing a light yellow dress. She was about thirty years old, with blond hair and blue eyes, a delicate appearance and well-maintained appearance. She was holding a silver-inlaid palace feather fan in her hand.
"Hello, Mrs. Summer." Wu Nai pressed her hand on her chest and saluted.
Oh my god... Mrs. Summer subconsciously covered her straight nose and moist lips with a palace feather fan to hide her stunning appearance.
It's really...so pretty.
"Madam, I hope to rent the house at No. 15." Wu Nai continued to speak with an undiminished smile. This is why he showed his true face.
Just like good-looking women get preferential treatment when talking to men, good-looking men also get this kind of treatment when talking to women.
"no problem……"
Mrs. Summer agreed subconsciously and blurted out: "It's 18 soles per week, and the furniture usage fee is 1 sole. I hope you can pay one year's rent in one go, a total of 50 pounds."
"no problem……"
The smile on Wu Nai's face became brighter. He took out 50 pounds from his pocket and handed it over: "In addition, I have one more thing to trouble you with. A man will come in the evening and also come to rent No. 15. Then I will
I would like to rent him a guest room. In the meantime, you can tell him my name - Messiah Behrens."
"A man..."
Mrs. Summer was already dazzled by the dazzling and handsome face in front of her. She agreed without thinking, and then said in confusion:
"Is that your acquaintance, friend? Does he have any characteristics? I'm worried that I made a mistake..."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't worry, you will only have this one visitor until tonight."
As he spoke, Wu Nai raised his right hand, showed the silver chain crystal pendant wrapped around the white wrist of his cuff and said: "This is the result of divination, and it usually won't go wrong."
"Are you... a fan of occult science?" Mrs. Summer gradually recovered from her intoxication and asked in silence for a moment.
"To be more precise - a fortune teller."
This is the occupation Wu Nai set up for himself to cope with his daily needs. Everyday life is very leisurely and he can do what he wants to do.
If he is short of money, he can create an artifact and sell it. In short, it is not difficult for him to obtain money.
The two parties chatted for a few minutes, until the maid sent over the standard contract with a blushing heart. After everyone signed their names, Mrs. Summer immediately extended an invitation to dinner.
But Wu Nai refused.
Although it was still some time before dinner, he still had things to do.
This matter is more important than the hurricane and ten thousand pounds.
…
In the bedroom.
"The current location of Lanerwus..."
Wu Nai recited the mantra seven times silently in his heart, and then mobilized the power of [Origin Castle] to perform dream divination.
In the gray dream world, intertwined with spirituality, his eyes reflected a two-story brick-red building and the occasional workers passing by.
Through the detailed analysis of this picture, he can probably know where this place is - the dock union in the Backlund Bridge area!
There is no change from the original destiny trajectory. As expected, Ah Zao still likes to live in this kind of place, but that's right. After all, the huge negative emotions are the key to his arrival... Wu Nai's expression moved slightly, and he waved his hands to disperse various information intertwined.
screen, and then exit the divination state.
After opening his eyes again in the bedroom, he immediately started getting ready.
This time there is no way to arrange ritual magic such as the God-Slaying Ceremony nearby, otherwise it will be sensed immediately.
Therefore, it would be more difficult for Wu Nai to face Lanerwus, who possesses the true divinity of the Creator.
But there are no absolutes in anything. There are two concepts: a magician who is relatively prepared and a magician who is unprepared.
What's more, I also have the abilities of eight paths. The only pity is that the time is too short, and the proficiency of many abilities has not been reached to 100%. Otherwise, the combination of several abilities will cause a qualitative change, and combined with the spear of Longinus, I can kill a person.
It's not difficult for me to create a demigod-level container... After thinking about it, Wu Nai took out a charm with intricate carvings and placed it on the table.
These are all semi-finished products that he usually prepares.
Now because of time constraints, he did not make it himself, but started praying directly to the large Odin.
A moment later, a strong hunting wind blew in the surrounding thick spiritual wall, and the faint sound of thousands of swords sounded. An illusory door opened in the half-hole, and behind the door stood a world tree that penetrated the heaven and the earth.
On this miraculous tree, the god loomed, waving the war spear in his hand and sending down rays of dreamlike light that fell on the semi-finished talismans, completing them.
That's it... Wu Nai smiled slightly, put away the spell, changed his appearance, and used the ability of [Hermit Monk] to turn into a shadow and disappear.
Not long after he left, Mrs. Summer's door was knocked again.
When the maid opened the door, the man claimed to be Sherlock Moriarty, who was also here to rent House No. 15.
Mrs. Summer immediately brought the person in, and then asked politely in the warm hall: "Mr. Moriarty, do you know Messiah Behrens? He rented 15
No., but he is willing to rent one of the rooms to a friend. He said that his friend will come over later and ask, is it you?"
"Messiah Behrens?! He, he rented this place? Where are the others?" Klein was stunned. At this moment, he had the illusion of being stripped naked and seen through.
"Don't you know? Mr. Behrens is probably out. I invited him to have dinner with me before, but it is said that he made an appointment with a friend who is particularly good at singing tonight."
Mrs. Summer recalled Wu Nai's words, and finally said half jokingly and half with emotion: "I think that must be a beautiful lady."
"Maybe..." Thinking of the Messiah's face that brought disaster to the country and the people, Klein twitched his lips.
Perhaps because he felt lonely after leaving Benson and Melissa, or perhaps because of his trust in Messiah, his friend, Klein finally decided to stay here temporarily.
...
In the staff dormitory in the dock area, a slender figure quietly appeared in front of a small brick red building.
Under the meager moonlight, the visitor's black hair was like a waterfall, hanging down naturally and vertically around the waist. Every strand of hair was shining with crystal light in crimson, as if densely packed living creatures were moving without wind.
The handsome three-dimensional facial features seem to have been carefully carved by God, and the moist eyes are not black and white, they are the chaotic color that breeds the world.
A thin black windbreaker is wrapped with a faint gray mist, like a noble king walking out of the dark night.
It's Wu Nai.
He casually took out a silver-white talisman and threw it out. Along with the fiery and dreamy power of the talisman, countless translucent figures immediately emerged from the void one after another, entrenched around the small building, and stuck together.
Together they become a huge mysterious space, isolating this place from the real world.
From now on, as long as the power of this spell does not expire, no matter what happens in the small building and its surroundings, the outside world will not be able to hear or see it.
Such behavior immediately alarmed the people in the small building.
A tall but thin figure, nearly two meters tall, emerged from the shadows in the corner. He was wearing a black priest's uniform, with slightly curly light yellow hair and dark brown eyes like a beast.
"Who are you? How dare you break in here?"
"The person who killed you..."
Wu Nai chuckled, the intertwined abilities of [Singer] and [Midnight Poet] made his words full of power.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The nearly two-meter-tall giant suddenly lost consciousness for a moment when laughter burst into his head.
Then a dark gun flew out of Wu Nai's hand.
The body of the gun flashed with countless magic signs and symbols under the moonlight. It was between reality and illusion, exuding the divinity of the Hanged Man's path, and the breath of death penetrated the giant in an instant.
He was nailed to the ground.
Instant kill!
The moment the holy object penetrated the body, the terrifying devouring power erupted, instantly draining away the extraordinary characteristics and spirit of Bishop Rose.
At this moment, three shadows appeared continuously around Wu Nai. They were members of the Aurora Society who were ambushing here, and they were fanatical believers of the True Creator. They were all fearless of death.
Seizing the opportunity when the holy object was not around, they swarmed up and tried to kill Wu Nai.
But they all fell down inexplicably, and one after another huge and illusory white bone arms emerged from the void and forcibly pulled them down.
This is the combination of [Spirit Witch] and [Gatekeeper]'s ability to control spiritual bodies.
It's a pity that the proficiency level is too low, otherwise this alone would be enough for me to sweep through these little miscellaneous fish without having to attack twice...Wu Nai raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
A burst of flesh-and-blood air bombs.
Bang bang bang! After three sounds, all three guys who fell on the ground had their heads exploded and died completely. Even their souls were extinguished in the void.
Wu Nai immediately stepped forward and pulled out the Spear of Longinus from the giant's corpse in front of the small building door, and then heard the clicking footsteps.
In the darkness of tranquility and silence, in this mysterious space, a great being seemed to have arrived.
Wu Nai looked up and saw Langius, who was wearing a linen shirt and an angular face, walking down the dim corridor. He looked at him and Longinus with an indifferent and calm expression: "It turns out it's you who dares to kill me."
His descendant was made into an extraordinary object. Although it was an abandoned child, such blasphemous behavior is still unforgivable."
"oh......"
Wu Nai took a deep breath, and rows of crazy squirming reminder symbols flashed before his eyes:
[Close contact with higher beings, and collect the unique mystery of "The Hanged Man" through breathing... (Note: After breathing in the complete unique mystery of "The Hanged Man", you can copy the entity by consuming spiritual energy, and copy it.
The uniqueness of "The Hanged Man" does not contain madness).]
"It sounds like you are no longer Lanerwus, but the 'True Creator'. Good evening, Azao."
As he spoke, Wu Nai placed a spear as dark as eternal night in front of him and said provocatively: "Your son is so handy."