"I don't have time to participate in your boring rocket launch program. There is still a lot of work waiting for me."
Judas was slumped in a magnificent sedan chair, and eight blood-giver bearers carried the carriage. As a religious idol of the Alliance of Eternals, he must maintain dignity at all times.
"I have to leave tonight."
At the intersection of Changfeng Avenue in the Aizongling area, Mr. Fickwood was dropped off here and did not plan to follow him any further.
He did not intend to tell the leader a word about the war information surrounding the Baibei Port area - including the scouts from the Gate of Wonders and Kuai Dao, as well as the recent sudden death of the star officer.
Break your teeth into pieces and swallow them in your belly.
The old man was very frightened. Maybe within a few days, the unknown person who learned of Judas's whereabouts would come and kill him. If Judas continued to stay at the Aizong Mausoleum, his deep-hole drilling complex would also be reduced to ruins - and his ideals would be destroyed.
Destroyed and turned into a vain dream in the flames of war.
"That's not a rocket launch program, my leader." Although he hoped that the boss would get out of the house quickly, he still said hard: "That's a deep-hole drilling project. I didn't mean to correct you... It's just..."
"Who cares?!" Although he couldn't see his expression through the gold mask, Judas's impatience could be heard from under the cloak: "Aren't they all wasteful things that cost money?"
"What if you put your energy elsewhere? Fickwood! Your soul has great potential, and your spiritual talent could have created a more valuable career! But you have disappointed me time and time again..."
"How many times is this? How many times has this been your attempt?"
"Tell me, starting from the surface, then going underground, choosing a site from District 67 to District 77."
"How much did you spend on me? How many people were taken away? How many blood sacrifices were wasted?"
Judas's voice became louder and louder, and he wanted to continue to maintain his leadership style in front of the cadres.
"You, your blessed holy blood, and the latest version of the lightning star genetic configuration have indeed helped the alliance a lot, but at what cost?"
"This business only makes a loss but not a profit - to be honest, I feel like I am doing charity."
"Fakwood Abbey, my dear Lord Feather."
"Axue has replaced Gloria Sebastian this time. I believe you should also understand that my life-protecting feathers are not irreplaceable. Don't think that you can just sit back and do whatever you want with your little talent."
After finishing this Pua speech that was behind the times, Judah felt extremely comfortable. He looked at Old Abby, who was bowing his head and saying yes repeatedly, and was convinced that the other person had no rebellious intentions. The suspicious Judah finally
His heart was stuffed back into his stomach, and the anxiety caused by Gloria's death gradually dissipated.
"And you keep emphasizing and talking about the gunsmith..."
Fickwood immediately responded: "Yes, according to your opinion, he is already dead."
"This is right!" Judas was overjoyed: "This is right! This is right! Abby! My dear Abby! This is right! How did he die?!"
Fickwood: "The weak Homo sapiens can't defeat time. Everything went as you expected. The weak Night Demon was injured by the Storm Eagle and died on the train bound for Balazon. He died in Ao Menming
On the side of virtue’s bed.”
Judas: "That's right!"
Fickwood: "Our lord is wise and will surely lead the Alliance back to Eureka..."
Judas: "What else?!"
Fickwood: "We will definitely be able to return to the Nine Realms. The underground order will be completely reshuffled. The starting point of civilization is determined by the writers of history, and the end point of civilization is determined by you."
At about four o'clock in the morning, before sunrise in Shambhala, Judas had to leave.
Fickwood's words made him feel happy and ecstatic - this was what he wanted to hear.
As his caring little cotton-padded jacket, Faye Florsalin sang to Judas every day, but she felt tired after listening to it too much - after all, after being soaked in warm water for a long time, she no longer felt the warmth.
His thoughts need stronger stimulation. The lonely soul that has crossed the long river of time needs to confirm its own time and space coordinates at all times, and must make more changes, such as changing Fickwood's thoughts.
Even if it's just a few words of verbal flattery, and for old Abby to show his groveling attitude in front of the guild leaders, that's enough.
Now is the critical moment when the alliance is in danger of deciding whether to live or die. An informant from Eureka Volcano City has sent news that as long as the business of "True God Religion" continues to be operated and maintained, it won't be long before this prosperous port will return to its original state.
Under the control of the Wings of Light.
He was not aware of Marshal Crozo's strategic intentions at all. Four major ports, including Eureka, and even the capital of Zula, a large agricultural region, were disturbed by Protestantism. The decision-making units of these cities gradually began to devote themselves to charity.
, laundering money for personal gain through funds hosted by the church - this is only the first step, the second and third steps are the reconstruction project of Platform Zero.
The carriage was on the road again, and Judas lay lazily in his chair, still dreaming of the dream of eternal supremacy.
"Haha...hahahaha..."
He couldn't help but laugh, thinking again about the loss of caves in the southeast war zone, and suddenly felt a strong sense of peace of mind.
"You are so ruthless and virtuous! I laugh at your eagerness for quick success! You just finished a big battle and you dare to come to Shambhala to fight me!"
In the more than a year since Pellerini's death, all the information Judah has received points to one result.
The Guangling Zhizhi Regiment is going to have a large-scale disarmament, and the soldiers who are accustomed to eating the royal rations of the legion have to return to blue-collar jobs to participate in post-war reconstruction. The political problems brought about by this part of the ideological work are not temporary.
Things can be solved.
Judah would take it for granted that he would put his own perspective into Aohun Mingde and think from his opponent's standpoint.
This is the post-gunsmith era, an era in which the underground world is recovering from serious injuries and needs to hide its capabilities and bide its time.
In terms of his own administrative ability, maintaining the normal operation of the sixty-two regions under the restrictions of the "Crown Convention" is an extremely difficult task in itself - because the United Nations Security Council does not allow Ao Rui to
Without a mature political concept and a highly cohesive religious subject, the different laws and customs of these administrative regions will become the beginning of various conflicts.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The loss of platform zero means that great power is returned to the local governor. For the transportation department, the management cost will also be doubled.
.Once the cruel order built by the ogres, which was originally relatively stable, was broken, and wanted to restore balance and prevent it from turning into a barbaric era of civil strife and civil war - Ao Ruimingde would have tried his best.
This time, a large number of Guangling-defunct fighting groups appeared in various parts of the southeast. The intelligence obtained by Judah showed that at least 13,000 armed troops had caused multiple armed conflicts in various parts of the southeastern states.
In fact, Keshuai currently only has more than 2,400 people in his hands, including two-thirds of the logistics supply line personnel. Only 1,200 mixed brigade personnel who are mainly quick-swordsmen are actually participating in this critical operation.
warrior.
This kind of data information with huge errors made Judas more and more confident in his judgment.
He believes that Aohun Mingde must have lost his mind and that the members of the think tank have fallen into a methodological misunderstanding and fallen into the trap of inertial thinking.
"Everyone in the various administrative districts managed by the Transportation Department believes that as long as the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult is driven away, everything will be fine."
"It was this idea that led to this ocean landing operation." Judas said disdainfully: "What's the use of going to Shambhala? Is it to solve the employment problem of the war group? I'm afraid that elite soldiers from various regions can't be found.
The enemy has lost his job, and there is no way to solve the problem of overproduction in the military industry assembly line?"
"Hahahahaha! Ao rhen Mingde, you are just like this..."
"Strong fortresses are always broken from within. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"
Whether it is the words "the gunsmith is dead" or the emptiness in the heart, these are symbols of the door of death constantly opening and closing, and being unlocked repeatedly. This series of tactical intrusions started by [REMIX·Remix], one after another
The design has created the current predicament of the Eternals Alliance.
Judas thought that he could not solve the problem, and Ao Mingde certainly could not solve it.
Judah believed that if a scourge appeared in the governance of Shambhala, the Nine Realms Continent and even the mortal world would also appear.
Because society is made up of people, and whatever people are like, this society will be like that - no matter how the times change.
He is trapped in a cage that existed ten years ago and has never changed.
Through the gaps between the bars, he could see the miniature outside the cage, but he had never fought with the tiger outside the cage, nor had he been threatened with death - no matter what, Judas would never face the gunsmith directly.
In his heart, he always thought that the person sitting across the chess table could only be the supreme leader of the underground world.
As for a gunsmith, a violent machine, he is just a chess piece on a chessboard, a tool man.
His tool men are no match for this chess piece, and it is just a temporary defeat in the chess game. Various operational methods can be used to save the situation.
He is more confident than ever and more vulnerable than ever.
When he sees the gunsmith's spirit body in the Betrayer's Hell, he will become hysterical and lose his mind, and will be confused and surprised.
——Why can this chess piece come directly to the door and kill him as a chess player?
Apart from being suspicious and looking for trouble, Judas had no other thoughts. Everything went according to plan. Even if Guangling's stopped troops came to Shambhala, he would not be surprised at all.
All living beings in this land are meat dogs. If the meat dog at home dies, it will only be a loss of property and will not hurt his bones. On the contrary, the ports in each administrative region can maintain smooth weather and steadily promote religious undertakings - this is his core
assets.
The more Ao Ruomingde makes trouble in the southeast, in Judas' view, it means that the little black cat is getting more and more anxious - it cannot catch the invisible enemy, and can only get angry at the flag of the Alliance of Eternals.
For Judah, all of these are things that can be discarded. This alliance can change its flag, change its form, and change in ever-changing ways. It can find a suitable host and spread its branches in another land. All of this
All are acceptable. As long as the enemy becomes obsessed with destroying a certain symbol or smashing a certain idol, Judas' true intention is often ignored.
For thousands of years, this has been the way for leaders of the Alliance to survive.
At the same time, Fickwood Abby also breathed a sigh of relief.
There are still three hours left before the deep hole drilling project officially starts.
After sending away the leader of the alliance, he devoted all his energy to his career and ideals.
When arranging resources and mobilizing construction personnel from various departments, Mr. Abby could still feel a strange call——
——That was the breath of the god of death, it was the gunsmith calling him, and there was a wonderful spiritual pressure that affected his thinking all the time.
He doesn't have much time left, it may not take a few days, it may only take an hour or two before the gunsmith will come to him.
He only hopes that Hunwei can help him again, help him delay this night demon and stop the pace of this god of death.
The little niece saw her uncle's gloomy face, so she asked one more question.
"Mr. Fickwood, are you okay?"
"He's coming. I can feel it." Fickwood looked out the observation window at the deep-hole drilling supports that the complex had erected in the underground palace. That was all he expected.
Marlene's little niece asked: "Who?"
Fickwood: "Death is coming..."
Marlene was not ready to die yet. Although she did self-hypnosis, when she heard these words from her great-uncle, she still felt that she had not lived enough and was not willing to die like this.
"But...the Immortal just left."
Fickwood covered his wrinkled forehead, his face was like a dying tree.
"We all have our own careers and our own ideals, whether good or bad, the dean doesn't understand, he doesn't understand."
"When you are obsessed with your own career and moving towards a goal, you don't feel the passage of time or the changes in the environment at all."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I have to send him away. Anonymous followed him after smelling his scent. In order to ensure the smooth execution of the plan, today is the last day...
"
"Today, I have to drill down and take a look at the center of the earth."
Judas didn’t know, and there were many, many things that were unclear.
The Huimeng uses pure interests to win over people's hearts and build an immortal secret society. This is the core appeal of most Huimeng cadres.
But on the eve of the imminent collapse of the Eternal Alliance——
——His three life-protecting feathers didn’t think so.
When Judas was weak and weak, Platform Zero of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult was uprooted by an unknown person. Gloria Sebastian had already set up a new mountain and seemed to have been waiting for this day.
In order to resist the emptiness brought by a long life, she wants to pursue a brave and free life and have fun.
When Judas needed comfort, regrouping, establishing a corporate image, and regaining the core power of the Alliance, Fickwood Abby was working hard for deep hole drilling, and he had no extra energy to take care of the leader.
Also in order to resist the emptiness brought about by a long life, he must pursue his ideals and complete his exploration career.
As for the newly promoted Feather Master?
Ashue is an out-and-out crazy butterfly cultist and a very pure follower of the Unity Sect.
Judas has no way to rely on this kind of young man with a weak will to survive, and to confide his many inner thoughts——
——The Storm Eagle who understood him best is dead.
Even if this lapis lazuli wolf dog that ate human flesh turned into a noble life-protecting feather, one day its mental state might be shut down, and it would crash into the body of the incarnation butterfly while shouting "Reunite".
Then we handed the camera to Billy the Kid and to Foianini, and temporarily panned the camera position. Sixteen kilometers away, in the lower reaches of the Wujiang River, in the fast-flowing river, a passenger ship was swimming down the river.
Could something go wrong with Judah's last protective feather?
...
...
"I have been pursuing something, just like butterflies and bees chasing flowers, chasing nutrients in nature in order to survive."
“After solving the most basic survival problem, I have many ideas that go beyond just living an ignoble existence.”
"Priest Judas, if you keep living, just living, what is the meaning of living itself?"
Faye Florsalin, she is Judah's last feather, the closest, most trusted, and safest insurance.
At this moment, she was sitting on the second floor of the passenger ship, above Billy Horn's head.
She was wearing a gray burqa, hiding her face in the shadows, holding a photo in her hand, which was a photo with Billy Horn on the train——
——This photo came from not long ago. If your memory is not good enough, then go back to Chapter 15 of "Volume 25丨Pastoral Events"·Small Town Girl.
In this section you can find some clues.
Fayi followed the recording of the WALKMAN and listened to what Wang Xiaomei, the announcer at the board of directors' counter, said over and over again.
"The first relationship in life is like a chance encounter on the train. There will always be regrets and the imperfections of youth. Something like this also happened on the journey from District 54 back to District 1 of the Nine Realms.
"
"In order not to disturb my good friend's sleep, I decided to sit separately from Foianini, went to another carriage, and found a seat at random."
"Another strange girl found her seat. She and I were side by side, and neither of us spoke."
"Maybe it was the anonymous craftsman's badge that gave this girl an inexplicable sense of security. She actually fell asleep on my shoulder."
"There are so many people coming and going. Travelers walking between the carriages will take a second look when they pass by, but I can't move at all."
"Two hours later, she stood up with a strange look on her face, still without speaking, and hurried away into the distance, to a small town that I had never heard of or seen. We parted ways today, and we will meet again one day.
"
Fayi cut off the audio of the WALKMAN, then stretched his waist and yawned.
"He didn't recognize me, which is a good thing. It shows that my ability to change my appearance and my role-playing skills have been perfected."
"Master, I don't understand. I can't understand my behavior. Why do I still want to sneak a look at him after the mission is over?"
"Come to him quietly and spy on him from a distance, or be bold and sleep on his shoulder."
"It's just that when I left, I felt my heart was empty. I don't know, I don't understand..."
"I have many [lovers]. In order to gain their favor and obtain survival resources, I can self-hypnotize myself, change into various personalities, and change my appearance - since the time I was born, women have been
She survived by being so dependent on a man."
"Sun, can you answer me?"
The great god Amun outside the window had just flown over Shaoyun Peak and over the second ridge.
The sunlight shining from between the waterfalls did not hurt the blood-giving monster. Instead, it made her vitality and blood strong, and her complexion became better and better.
"Billy Horn, you are not a distinguished man."
"You and Foianini are from Bolivia, and you moved to South America with your Mexican ancestral drug trafficker family."
"I know everything about you. Your father was a down-and-out reporter. By his generation, the drug trafficking business had stopped. Because he often reported on current political news in Mexico, he was hunted down by the gang hired by the political party. He fled with his wife and children.
To Brazil.”
"You are young and ignorant and don't understand anything - you only know that telling the truth will cost you your life. There is no justice in this world. Your father just took pictures of the coast, the resort and
Slums, you, an innocent child, have to say goodbye to your hometown forever."
"The wandering life caused you to lose this family. Your mother divorced your father with two younger brothers, and you became your father's spiritual comfort until he began to fight for his life to save himself."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That was an accidental, inadvertent reminder."
"Billy Horn, after your father had diarrhea for three consecutive months, you occasionally reminded this stubborn fifty-one-year-old man that he should go to the hospital for a check-up."
"So Old Horn found out that he had rectal cancer. This was a fatal blow to your family."
"Father Horn quit his job at the winery, started writing again, and took his camera to expose the social truth. He once again returned to the U.S.-Mexico border. In the last moment of his life, he wants to let you know why he did what he did.
I want you to understand what this country relies on to elect a president and what it relies on to decide how millions of people live."
"In order to seek medicine for your father who was seriously ill and dying, you followed the guidance of the ticket to the underground world, but before you could deliver the medicine, he died."
"You followed this weak and sick man for the last part of the journey, until he died in the motel. You didn't know, you didn't understand, you couldn't understand why a twelve or thirteen-year-old kid had to suffer like this."
"Perhaps this money can be turned into treatment fees and inheritance, which will at least allow little Horn to live happily for a while and receive an education from normal peers."
"You always said that if I had a more powerful father, I would definitely become an excellent person."
"I know everything. I've found out everything. I care about you so much."
"You say you want to live with a rich woman, no matter whether that person is good or bad, but if you follow Anonymous, you become a fighter who is not afraid of death..."
Having said this, Fayi started to laugh, a strange smile that was a little sarcastic and envious.
"I can't believe it. It's hard for me to convince myself that you are really stupid. You don't listen to advice when you do things, and you never consider the consequences."
"It's so easy to get to you, just pretend to be a victim, squeeze out a few tears, and you'll see me in the ghetto."
"You happily introduce me to everyone you know. I really can't stand it - it makes me panic."
"Every main member of JoeStar has met Faye Florsalin and this fictional character. I will tell the story and the life I made up over and over again, as if I believe it myself.
It seems like I believe it myself.”
"It seems that I do have a father from the melee gang, an unfilial brother, and a miserable mother."
"It seems that I am indeed that person, Billy. When you brought me in front of Ao Mingde, I almost went crazy with fear."
"You seem to have conquered the whole of Europe and tied me as a trophy to your motorcycle and your horse. When you meet familiar people, you will say - this is my lover!~"
"When you meet people you don't know well, you will say - this is my lover!~"
"I suddenly overlooked one thing..."
Faye Florsalin is the protective feather of Judah.
Her true name of soul power is called [Skyborn·Tianshi], and her specific ability is to bring things from another world to FE33031 - this is also the ability of the goddess Io.
In other words, Judah was able to run his own business in Shambhala, maintain a long-term cooperative and win-win relationship with Fayi Florsalin, and also sign a contract with the goddess Io and the sun of Shambhala.
[Faye Frosalin丨Dedicated to my rose fairy]
The description of the life-protecting feather is a blessing from Io to this incarnation.
The word "Rosery" for the goddess Io comes from "The Garden of Roses" written by Sadie, which mainly describes the author's more than thirty years of traveling experience. He has shaped tyrants, magistrates, judges, priests, literati, entertainers and singers.
, traders and travelers, lovers, woodcutter, fisherman and other various characters. The theme is to praise the brilliant life.
The same is true for Ms. Fayi's soul power. As a sentinel of Judah, this soul power does not have any lethality. But its vitality is extremely strong. Fayi can bring beings from other worlds to this universe and summon others from another world.
A self.
The task of going deep into the Traffic Department to detect intelligence is extremely challenging for Fayi. She cannot escape unscathed every time. Qingjin and Guangling are the only ones who have stopped, and there are many VIPs with special powers. These enemies have caught her more than once
, but before the trial proceedings are carried out, Fa Yi can always escape - and the way to escape is to die.
As long as she dies, she can return to Shambhala "safe and sound". Although she is no longer the previous "Fayi". It is not the specific Fayi Frosalin herself, but another rose fairy from the parallel universe, so
To say it's a bit abstract - let's use another metaphor.
In the endless branches of time, there are many Faye Florsalins living in different moments. They have different lives, different personalities, and they may even be men.
But [Skyborn·Tianshi] can make her constantly "resurrection" and "resurrection", which is a little different from replicants.
When the clone comes to FE33031, it must first undergo the transformation inspired by the goddess Io. The new rose fairies must gradually accept the dead Fayi, and their personalities must gradually assimilate.
Do you still remember Wen Bucai? If Wen Bucai is the eldest son of Mother Gaia, then the Rose Fairy is the darling of the goddess Io - this sun imitates the original seed, using Fai Frosalin as a test
Miao, come and feel every bit of the material plane.
Every time Fa Yi dies, there will be a new "Fa Yi" to take over her life.
Similarly, Judas uses Fayi as a life-protecting feather because of the super power of [Skyborn], which can bring another Judas from another world, resurrect the leader of the alliance, and slowly accept the old life.
Judas did not want to use the power of the Rose Fairy unless it was absolutely necessary. Judas never believed that consciousness could be transmitted through this method - the guest from another world summoned by [Skyborn·Tianshi] was definitely not him.
But Judas has no choice. If one day something unexpected happens to him, [Skyborn·Heavenly Grant] will become his last trump card. He must let the flag of the Eternal One continue to fly and let another "Judas" survive.
Not only Faye Frosalin, but also visitors from other worlds such as Wood Plunk and Wang Damin were all summoned by the super power of [Skyborn·Tianshi].
Back to what Ms. Faye said——
"——I overlooked one thing. I seem to have made a mistake."
She had always believed that getting close to Billy Horn was to complete the mission. After the last Ms. Fay got the detailed information about the gunsmith, she had already committed suicide and returned to Shambhala as quickly as possible.
But when the next Ms. Fayi was summoned by [Skyborn·Heavenly Grant], things started to get strange.
She was no longer focused on the cause of the League and did not want to listen to Judas' complaints.
She mistakenly thought that this was just a sequelae caused by work and an accidental empathy. After all, she had lived for so long and had long known that love was an illusion caused by hormones.
But after changing his body several times and changing the configurations of his physical essence, Fayi was almost unrecognizable.
Only then did she realize how terrifying this curse was, and that it was not just a fleeting moment in the long journey of life.
Even if she changed a thousand faces and ten thousand bodies - she would still fall in love with this person.