Among the four emperors of the Fourth Age, Night Emperor Trunsoest is definitely the least conspicuous one.
The alliance between Black Emperor Solomon and the True Creator, if not for balance, the alliance of the two true gods could definitely unify the northern and southern continents. The strong pressure caused caused the Seven Gods to temporarily shelve their disputes. Even after his death, the resurrected Him still changed.
World pattern.
The underworld emperor Salinger was the god of destruction of the demon wolf. Later, he followed the ancient god of death and the ancestor of the phoenix, Gray Carrie, to assassinate the ancient sun god. He attacked each other with the god of war and the goddess of the night, and won the battle of the four emperors.
He won the final victory. He used the tributaries of the River of Eternal Darkness to forcibly accommodate the Red Priest's uniqueness, and became half of the past, and set off the Pale Disaster with the Original Witch.
Blood Emperor Tudor, a madman full of ambition, forcibly changed his path to become a "Red Priest". Although he was half crazy, he still became a true god, so he did not have to worry about the threat of the Black Emperor Solomon.
Trunsoest's experience seemed less exciting than the other three. Just like his nerdy temperament, he seemed to be just a puppet chosen by the Six Gods. His only trick was to marry the "Goddess of Beauty" Ornia of the Vampire Clan.
Trunsoest, who may have the support of the six gods, secretly seems to have his own ideas. From the uniqueness of the "Judge" he left behind, "0-02" Trunsoest's brass book was destroyed by the source of "disorder".
Looking at the pollution of the country, it is definitely not as simple as it appears.
In this world, after reaching the level of an angel, you have the opportunity to be resurrected. As the True God of Sequence 0, Trosoost is definitely capable of leaving a way out for himself in this regard.
Generally speaking, the key to resurrection is related to the characteristics left behind by oneself. The person who takes the characteristics will be affected by the previous owner and become someone else. And 0-02, a sealed object with living characteristics, calls himself "
"The Brass Book of Trosost" may be the backbone of Trosost's resurrection.
The other is his own offspring. Unless they are a being like a goddess, the offspring of the true god are usually the back-up for their resurrection. The only description of the Trunsoest family in the original book is the "Ghost Empire".
At the end of the Fourth Age, it was rumored that the Trosost Empire built a huge ship equivalent to a city and transferred all its treasures and wealth to it. The funny thing is that their escape failed to work.
None of the scheduled passengers and crew arrived at the port in time, and no one survived.
However, the ship disappeared on its own. To this day, people still often claim that they saw the huge ship passing by silently on a foggy night. It is called the "Ghost Empire" and can be found all over the Soviet Union.
Nea Sea.
In the Fourth Age, such ghost ships seem to be very common, such as "King of the Five Seas" Nast's "Black Emperor" and Alger's "Blue Avenger", which are all legacies of the previous era.
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If that "Ghost Empire" really existed, it was probably a mid-to-high-sequence Beyonder of the "Gate" pathway like the "Black Emperor".
Rawls looked at the ceiling. If Ian is really the descendant of Trosost and Ornia, then if he takes him to the Sea of Sunia, will he have a higher chance of encountering the "Ghost Empire"?
Some. Even if there is no aggregation of extraordinary characteristics, there is still the pull of blood!
That is the legacy of an empire! Except for the "Heritage of the Solomon Empire", there is no way the "Sunken Laurel" can compare with it.
But in this case, we can't wait until Ian, Maric, and Sharon meet after they separate. After all, he is a smart child.
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In the attic, Maric in the center and Sharon, who was sitting in the void by the window, turned their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of the wooden door of the attic. They smelled the smell of strangers.
In front of the wooden door, the figures of Rawls and Alicia were gradually outlined. With their appearance, the small attic seemed to be isolated from the outside world. A heavy, majestic, and obedient feeling emanated from Alicia.
Come out and press against the three people.
As a "revenge spirit", Sharon's body immediately became insubstantial, and she wanted to use Rawls's eyes to jump to him and try to possess him. As a "werewolf", she was promoted and could rely on her sense of smell to judge the enemy.
Strength.
In her opinion, Rawls, who is obviously weaker, is standing in front of Alicia. He should have a higher status and noble status. If the possession is successful, he can use this to threaten the latter.
But as soon as Sharon's figure disappeared, she heard a command full of majesty.
"Ghosts and resentful spirits are prohibited here!"
Sharon only felt that the surrounding people were rejecting her. The illusory and erratic feeling quickly subsided. She fell softly to the ground, her black and complicated palace dress dragging on the ground, as if she had completely lost her ability to fight.
Maric, who was in the middle, stepped forward, and a layer of white frost appeared under his feet. The cold and transparent ice quickly spread to touch Rawls who was standing in front. He stretched his arms straight forward, and the tips of his palms
A metallic light appeared, and he jumped up with his knees slightly bent, rushing towards Rawls like a predatory beast.
Rawls, who was wearing a top hat and evening gown, touched the "Wand of Power" in his hand on the ground. The originally deep and dark attic immediately became brighter, and a clear and pure warm light fell, which was about to spread to the people in front of him.
The ice melted immediately.
Maric, who was swooping over, could no longer do anything else. He gritted his teeth and prepared to resist Rawls' "Summoning Holy Light". The sharp black nails on his outstretched hands grew again and clawed at the neck tied with a black tie.
But his body suddenly stopped in mid-air, stopping in front of the edge of the holy light. Like a bug in amber, the outstretched front paws, the ferocious expression on his face, and the eyes full of malice and cruelty gradually became
sluggish.
Rawls standing in front shook his head slightly and said:
"I have no ill intentions towards you, otherwise I wouldn't have helped you lure the enemy away during the day." At this moment, he was like an elegant nobleman attending a banquet, with a smile on his face, but this was not his real face.
At this time, Rawls had a very beautiful two-stroke mustache that was more popular among middle-aged and elderly men in the aristocracy. He had narrow eyes, thin cheeks, black hair mixed with a little silver hair, and some wrinkles on his forehead. His face had always been
Wearing a standard aristocratic smile, polite yet distant.
If Klein were here, he would definitely recognize that Rawls's current appearance is similar to that of Henry I printed on the 5-pound note, except that his face is not as round.
Maric immediately fell sideways and hit the floor hard.
Ian Wright in the corner had already stood up. The old coat that he originally covered was held in front of him, as if that piece of clothing could give him enough support. But there was something in his red eyes.
Full of fear, his legs were shaking constantly.
He knew that there were extraordinary people in this world, but this was the first time he had seen them today. He thought that Maric, who had led him to escape from pursuit, and Miss Sharon, who was like a ghost, were already very powerful. It was only because he was an ordinary person that he could
I had to evade again and again.
But now, in just the time it took for him to get up from the ground, Maric and Sharon had lost the ability to fight back. In front of the two people who had just appeared, there seemed to be no difference between them and Ian.
Sharon fell softly to the ground, her black palace dress was like a gorgeous carpet, and the small black soft hat she wore on her head was also crooked.
Ian trembled and walked to her side, trying to help her up, but he was trembling and almost fell down with Sharon. At this time, Maric also got up, his dull eyes disappeared, blocking the way between Ian and Sharon.
In front of Lun, he stretched his arms diagonally downward, but the sharp black nails that looked like daggers did not retract.
"It seems that we can talk." Rawls looked at the three of them, holding a cane in both hands, assuming an arrogant posture, but the smile on his face was still there, "A Sequence 6
'Living Corpse' and a Sequence 5 'Wraith Spirit'..."
Before Rawls could finish speaking, Ian, who was still a little trembling, walked out from behind Maric, stood side by side with Maric, and bravely said:
"I know you are here to find me. I can go with you, but you have to let them go."
Rawls shook his head and said with a smile:
"How do you know we are here to find you, not them? Can you, an ordinary person, compare with two extraordinary beings?"
"They were just hired by me. If you want the information I have, just let them go." Ian didn't know why so many people were looking for him, but it must have something to do with the information he had.
Rawls' original smile suddenly disappeared. His narrow eyes, thin cheeks, and light wrinkles gave him an arrogant and old-fashioned temperament.
As a 'lawyer', he could easily and deliberately judge that Ian was using bluffing to get him to let Maric and Sharon go. He had no idea why so many people were looking for him, so he vaguely
Use intelligence instead.
After a long silence, Rolles paused his cane and suddenly said:
"You don't know why someone would come to you, do you?"
Seeing the expression of surprise and fear on Ian's face, Rawls knew that his judgment was correct. It seemed that he had completely messed up the plot. The manuscript of Hermothuin was still unknown.
Where is it!
No, if Ian didn't know the clues, then Backlund and the others wouldn't have been able to arrest Zerrell. They must have determined that Ian knew the whereabouts of the manuscript, and that's why they took action.
After all, Rosago is in the "divineer" path. No matter how bad his skills are, he still has a foundation.
In other words, it is very likely that Ian happened to be in contact with the Hermoshuin manuscript, but he did not know it because the advance action of the Intis embassy alarmed him and kept him away from the manuscript. So whether it was him
Neither he nor Zariel knew what the purpose of the Intis embassy was.
Sharon, who was standing behind Maric, had her eyes flickering. The ban just now did not make her lose her fighting ability, but her "Wraith Soul" ability could not be used for a while. The opponent this time was too powerful, and the one standing behind wearing a
The woman in the mask is a demigod and a "Law Master".
Moreover, the middle-aged man, who had a high status and could command a demigod, was obviously from a noble family. Sharon wanted to see if she could trick him into coming to her and hold him hostage.
Her teacher is the princess of the Highland Kingdom, and Sharon also knows that the inner desires of even ordinary nobles are no less than those of the Extraordinaries of the "Prisoner" path. This kind of old nobles are eager to conquer a female Extraordinary, especially
He is ranked above him and has sufficient desire.
But that guy had no intention of coming forward and stayed in front of the demigod, refusing to move even a step.
"If you answer my questions honestly, I can let you go."
After what Rawls said, both Ian and Maric breathed a sigh of relief. It was a good thing that they were at least willing to talk.
"Okay." Ian nodded repeatedly.
"When did you realize something was wrong?"
"About three weeks ago, I don't know the specific time. I noticed something was not right near my boss's house, so I hid for a while, and then I found out that those people seemed to be looking for me. I went to Pulitzer Port first, and then
He returned to Backlund to see if he was looking for me."
Except for the name of Detective Zerrell who had taken him in, Ian didn't hide anything else. He didn't want to implicate Sharon and Maric who were protecting him because of these things.
"Your boss is Zerrell Victor Lee?" Rawls regained his smile, which only made the three people opposite him even more uncomfortable.
Ian licked his lips, nodded and said:
"Yes, can I ask how he is?"
"Dead." Rawls didn't blink, and pointed the finger at Intis, "The people from the Intis embassy pretended to be him, waiting for you to take the bait."
"Dead?" Ian's red eyes slowly became misty. Although Zerrell took in these stray children, he did not treat them well. Only children like Ian who were outstanding in intelligence gathering would do so.
Treat them well, but in the end it ensures their survival.
In Backlund's East District and Bridge District, people die every day. There are countless children like them who starve to death from exhaustion.
"What were you doing before you realized something was wrong?" Rawls had a smile on his face and his tone was gentle, but he ignored the tears in Ian's eyes.
Ian wiped his eyes, and his eyes that were originally only red became redder, like a red full moon:
"I...I was selling some herbs and some weird things in the black market in Qiao District at night. Those things were all bought from other places, and they were all things from the Southern Continent. Then I was in a newly opened candy shop.
They need some herbs for their candies, so I go and buy them, and then I keep some and sell them myself..."
He talked a lot, almost all of which were temporary jobs. Although he was good at collecting information, it was difficult to collect information after all. He was just a poor kid and couldn't get into many places.