Chapter 146 The Curtain Opens and the Characters Enter

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After another failure, the seventh exploration soon began. Derrick, who had already tried, no longer behaved abnormally, but took the initiative to check the "Rose of Redemption" mural.

As usual, the exploration team entered the underground hall with altars and statues, and found the obviously strange little boy Jack.

After a similar conversation, Derrick once again saw the face pieced together with other people's facial features.

With experience, he did not do anything irritating. He lowered his voice and said to "Demon Hunter" Colin:

"Your Excellency, the human face on his chest is very similar to the angel in the mural above. He is an angel with silver hair and the river at his feet connects end to end. Well, the mural with 'Rose of Redemption' written in the corner."

"Demon Hunter" Colin was startled for a moment, then frowned.

While watching and comforting the little boy Jack, he looked at Derrick from the corner of his eye.

After a few seconds of silence, he whispered:

"Because you mentioned this matter, it made me have some associations."

Without waiting for Derrick to ask, he continued on his own: "We have studied that mural for a long time, and simply thought that it depicts a leading angel and a group of pilgrim ascetics. The name of their group may be 'Redemption Rose'."

"The river that runs end to end represents a cycle, and our interpretation is that the pilgrimage happens over and over again."

"And now it seems that it may mark the identity of that angel."

"This is the idea you gave me because Amon was once hidden in your body."

"Why?" Derrick was confused for a while.

"The Demon Hunter" Colin looked at the little boy Jack and said: "The little bug left by Amon has a symbol of time. The circulating river is often related to fate. Putting the two together reminds me of a small number of classics. As mentioned above, I don’t know whether the content is true or false.

"When the 'Lord of Creators, the Omniscient and Almighty God' looked at the world, He was surrounded by many angels. Among them, the leaders of all angels, the King of Angels who are closest to the throne of God, there are eight in total. Their names are: Some have disappeared in the long history, and some still have certain records, either briefly or in detail.

"It is rumored that among these eight angel kings there are even descendants of gods.

"Among them, there are two angel kings whose titles are 'Angel of Time' and 'Angel of Destiny'."

Derrick suddenly understood and asked in confirmation:

"Do you think Amon is the 'Angel of Time' and the one on that mural is the 'Angel of Destiny'?"

"It's not certain for the moment. Only one title of 'Angel of Time' has been handed down, while the records of 'Angel of Destiny' are relatively detailed..." "Demon Hunter" Colin suddenly took a breath.

Then, he said in a deep voice:

"The Angel of Destiny, 'Tail-Eater' Ouroleus."

Speaking of this, Colin Iliad looked invisibly from the corner of his eyes in the direction of Wesson Scuold, but the latter did not pay attention here, but was fully on guard against the little boy. Boy Jack.

This time, the communication with the little boy Jack went relatively smoothly. Seeing that Derrick dealt with it very well and got a lot of information about the outside world from Jack, Colin also turned his attention away from Jack. He inadvertently moved a few steps, pretending to count the members, and "on a whim" asked Wesson Skold:

"I heard that you also took the initiative to apply to join this time?"

The Dawn Knight, who has silver-gray hair that is relatively rare in Silver City, was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Yes, Your Excellency."

Colin nodded, skipped the topic, and made a casual remark:

"How is your child doing? Has he been to a therapist?"

The continuation of future generations is the first priority of Silver City besides survival. As the chief, it is normal to care about the newborns and young children in the city, not to mention that the children of the Skold family are well known to Silver City as special.

Speaking of the child, the young warrior suddenly smiled and said without hesitation: "Look, my wife went to see the child's condition with me before I left in order to make me feel at ease while participating in the exploration."

He hurriedly said: "The therapist said that my child is growing very fast and is very healthy. He will be born successfully in sixty or seventy cycles after major changes!"

A smile appeared on Colin's lips unconsciously: "Have you given him a name?"

"My wife hopes to be a boy, so that she can fight side by side with me in the future." Wesson Skullder said with a smile on his face, "She always believed that it was a boy, and I think it would be great if it was a daughter... so We ended up giving him two names, Uno if he was a boy, and Oona if he was a girl."

The chief nodded: "Do these two names have any special meaning?"

"I drew lots."

Dawn Knight smiled: "It means 'one blessed by God'. There are many names with good meanings placed together, such as courage, beauty, wisdom and holiness... My wife and I are very satisfied with this one. ."

Colin was silent for a second, then took a breath with a smile: "Yeah...it's indeed a good name."

After that, he stopped talking and continued to pay attention to Derrick who was talking to Jack.

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East District, in a cafe with greasy tabletops.

Klein, who arrived at the scheduled time, ate oatmeal bread with tender peas and lamb stewed in soup while listening to the elder Kohler recount the news he had collected in the past week.

Unfortunately, there is no information of much value in it.

After the other party finished speaking, Klein thought for a while, took out another two pounds worth of bills, and pushed them over.

"You already gave it to me just now!" Old Kohler was startled and waved his hand in astonishment.

Klein chuckled and said, "Within this week, I will go to the south for vacation. After a year of hard work, it's time to take some rest."

"It may take me two or three weeks to come back, so I'll pay you accordingly in advance. Haha, don't forget to help me collect information."

"Okay, okay!" Old Kohler took the banknotes with joy and gratitude.

At this moment, he had already thought about how to spend the New Year.

He planned to buy the cured ham that he had been reluctant to buy before and use it with his bread.

I can’t wait to spend a warm New Year with Tyler...Thank you Detective Moriarty! He swallowed unconsciously.

Klein picked up the hat, considered it and said, "You should be able to tell that there has been some chaos in the East District recently."

"Don't put yourself at risk to find out information. If you find something wrong, avoid it immediately and don't get involved."

Things surrounding Prince Edsac made him quite worried, so he thought of reminding Old Kohler.

"I understand." Old Kohler patted his chest and said, "I am very timid and I will not take risks."

"Very good." Klein praised.

He immediately thought of the washerwoman Liv and her two daughters, Freya and Daisy, who loved reading and hoped to change their destiny. He muttered and said: "Please pay attention to Liv's family and don't let them be bullied. If there is a riot in the East District, For such things, take them to a safe place."

"The riot...you mean the workers' protest?" Old Kohler asked with some confusion.

"Absolutely." Klein responded vaguely.

This is the limit of what he can reveal, otherwise it will be easy to be suspected by people or sealed objects.

After doing all this, he said goodbye to old Kohler and returned to Hillston alone.

Emlyn White actually received a request from a powerful vampire last night to pray to "The Fool" to relieve his psychological suggestion. Klein used his already very proficient magic stick skills to trap Emlyn, and firmly believed that he was the savior of the vampires, so he proactively joined the Tarot Society.

Immediately afterwards, Klein came to Origin Castle to divine whether it would be appropriate to go to Red Rose Manor tomorrow afternoon, and reaped the result of failure again.

I have always said that divination is not omnipotent, and now it has been confirmed... You have to make your own decision... This step must be taken, otherwise there is no way to exit the stage unnoticed and go behind the scenes... The sooner the better, There can't be any delay, otherwise things may get out of hand... As his thoughts fluctuated, Klein made a decision.

He immediately returned to the real world, put on a double-breasted gown and a half-high silk hat, and walked out of No. 9 Second Avenue. His destination was Prince Edsac's Red Rose Manor.

…

The faceless man landed and turned into another Edward Vaughn in an instant.

Edward had always been very satisfied with the almost seamless transformation of the faceless man. He threw the home clothes given to him in the suite and told him: "Before I come back, do your best to perform well."

The faceless man caught the thrown clothes with both hands, not daring to lower his head or respond with his current face, so he quietly looked at the home clothes in his hands.

After that, Edward entered the spirit world and found a hidden place to hide. He looked through his collection cabinet and found that he only had this faceless man on hand. He thought for a moment, released a medium-sequence demon, ate the opponent's soul, directly occupied the body with his own spiritual body, absorbed this characteristic, then put on the body and stuffed his own body into it. In the collection cabinet.

Phew. This body that was not strong enough immediately showed signs of collapse. The spiritual power and blood turned into thin threads, sewing the broken wounds tightly and allowing them to heal, like ferocious bloody centipedes crawling all over the body.

The flesh is constantly being damaged and being reinforced by stitches, and the stitching speed is faster, so a balance is gradually formed.

Edward left the spirit world and appeared directly on a passenger ship that had left port for a long time.

Yesterday, He specially bought a boat ticket and reserved a vacant room under a false name. Since there was no ticket check, the room was still locked from the outside, the curtains were closed, the cleaning staff had just left, and there would be no staff coming until entering Pulitzer Harbour.

It's sunny outside, but it's quiet and dim inside. Edward walked to the full-length mirror in the corner of the room and looked at the person in the mirror - some messy ear-length hair, slightly downward eyes, soft hair, looking gentle and peaceful.

If you look closely, you can see that the hair is not pure black or dark gray, but mixed with a lot of dark purple and almost black hair in the black hair. Even the eyes have faint purple lines.

This is a unique physical characteristic of the North family. Among the three major demon families, it lives closest to the abyss. It has been spiritually contaminated by the abyss for thousands of years and is a genetic characteristic formed by long-term research on evil magic. Just like the tenacious blue-haired gene in the elven bloodline.

Faced with this appearance, the Declined King began to think about how he should act as a human being.

Obviously, it would take a significant difference from the character "Edward", coupled with this unfamiliar face, in order to better complete this smuggling.

After a moment, He smoothed out the habitually raised corners of his mouth and wiped away the smile from his eyes. The gentle temperament that seemed to be absent in the container suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the transformation seemed to be ironic indifference and arrogance. .

He looked at himself in the mirror quietly for a while, then floated to the edge of the sofa like a shadow and sat there quietly.

Almost an hour later, the whistle sounded and the passenger ship was about to enter the port. This almost weightless shadow floated out again, naturally blending in with the crowd waiting to disembark, drifting through the blind spot of the ticket inspector's sight, and stepped on the ground of Pulitzer Harbour.

The appearance and attire of this descendant of the North family are not eye-catching. Even with this indifferent temperament, it can only make others take a second look, far from being impressive. This is exactly what the Declined King wants. There are still dozens of kilometers to enter the city of Backlund from here. He stood there for a short while and decided to hurry up a little. After all, it seems that there is only more than an hour before the show starts. It's time.

He separated from the large group of people disembarking, turned into a small road, and next appeared in a deserted alley. He took another step and went directly through the flashing door to the East District.

After entering the East District, he immediately felt the most familiar and comfortable atmosphere. Just like a fish returning to the water, the long-lost spiritual activity made the declining king's increasingly bad mood gradually improve. He slowly patrolled the city, looking for survivors with great interest amidst all the devastation and annihilation he saw. These survivors are like lights in the dark, bubbles that occasionally rise in the deep sea, ordinary and good luck.

The Declined King allowed his own spirituality to activate on a small scale, and he did not mind contributing to this natural disaster-level man-made disaster. As time passed by and he was getting closer and closer to his goal, suddenly, he felt that his destiny had suddenly changed somewhere.

The lifeless fates of the pedestrians around him suddenly fluctuated. He saw with his own eyes that one after another people who were destined to die just now had the possibility of "survival" again, and these were not just a few individuals, but groups of people. Destiny has been changed!

Who is trying to change this disaster?

"Who is it?" He whispered, "If you can achieve such a huge change, why wait until now."

The spiritual induction that is close to the level of a god has tended towards authority. The moment this question arises, his inspiration completes the divination for himself, pointing out the direction and hints.

He saw a blond girl suddenly change her face, muttering a name to herself:

"Chick? Is this the original witch's real name?"

At the same time, he also felt that his spirituality was hindered. He was extremely familiar with this feeling of rejection. After all, there was only one power on this earth that could hinder him in such a unique way!

Sephiroth!

First of all, excluding Adam who regards human beings as renewable resources, it will be clear who the obstructive force comes from.

In order not to be interfered by Source Castle, he chose to use his authority to sense his next best choice. The Declined King waited in place for a second. This time, the spiritual guidance was not interfered by Source Castle and high-level power. He turned his head slightly and looked somewhere, and then suddenly disappeared in place.

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The ordinary-looking quill no longer writes on its own, and its surface has become duller.

The meteorite was summoned but was unexpectedly resolved by the other party. The serious middle-aged man with only one eye left held the quill and wrote quickly in a psychic-like state:

"Azik Eggers has obviously not recovered all his memory and strength. His attempt to travel through the spiritual world and astral world happened to have problems due to hidden dangers in this regard at this time, so he and Sherlock Moria Ti landed not far from Ince Zangwill and his friends..."

Ince Zangwill was about to finish this sentence when suddenly a huge fear came into his heart. The colors in front of him suddenly became rich. A person he was extremely familiar with, no, he did not dare to forget appeared. in front of him.

The demon angel narrowed his eyes and looked at him, then looked at the 0-08 in his hand, snorted lightly, and returned to the colorful world.

The second he disappeared, Ince Zangwill spat out a large mouthful of blood, almost vomiting out his own heart. These blood stains just covered the words he had just written. The quill in his hand trembled violently, and he quickly wrote lines of words dipped in his blood:

"Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Ince Zangwill's arbitrary changes in destiny attracted a great being who pursues negative emotions and life. "Angel of the Abyss" Edward Vaughn actually appeared in Backlund at this time. ! Why did He come? "

0-08 took Ince Zangwill’s hand and was about to write when he suddenly paused and slowly wrote a line of words as if he was being held forcefully: “Unexpectedly, someone threw an olive branch to This devil is really a crazy choice."

"He didn't seem to want this good show to be disturbed, so he pursued an incongruous destiny all the way."

Only then did Ince Zangwill finally end his heartbreaking cough. He used all his strength to hold the quill, and used all his courage to write a sentence that could penetrate the back of the paper:

"He caught up with Azik Eggers!"

After writing this sentence, Ince Zangwill even stopped breathing, and the fear of the arranged angel came up after a while.

Five seconds later, ten seconds later, and half a minute later, he realized that he was still alive. He fell backwards without any strength, staring straight at the blood-stained notebook, not daring to imagine what would happen next.

…

Everything around him was like a phantom, with rich colors, overlapping and adding up, and moving backwards quickly.

As soon as Klein came back to his senses and observed and experienced this wonderful journey, he felt Mr. Azik's hand holding his arm shaking slightly.

Before he could react, he felt a strong vibration, as if an earthquake was coming and the world was spinning.

The regression of colors suddenly stopped. Azik's eyes were confused for a moment, and then he retreated faster.

At this time, even Klein noticed the coming danger. He felt that the aura emanating from Azik suddenly became extremely cold, as if some terrifying power was resurrecting, but his spiritual premonition showed no response - Ryan immediately understood that without the use of gray mist, his spiritual perception was directly ineffective because the approaching crisis was too extreme!

Then, under their gaze, the colorful world in front of them shook violently again. A huge, pitch-black claw tore apart the roaming channel of the spirit world from the outside. Rusty red immediately covered all the surrounding colors. Spread quickly towards their location!

Seeing this claw, Klein's pupils shrank suddenly.

Azik's eyes condensed, and his whole body immediately burned with pale flames, wrapping Klein and himself inside, resisting the erosion of rust.

Then he frowned and pressed his fingers to his temples, as if enduring great pain.

Stab!

Although no sound was made, the sound appeared in the hearts of the two of them at the same time.

Two huge jet-black claws tore open the passage to the spirit world with absolute power. A ferocious alien face appeared in the crack behind the gap. The body that was dozens of times larger than a human brought an extremely strong visual impact.

Azik growled: "Don't look!"

At the same time, he quickly stretched out his hand to cover Klein's eyes, but this was also a step too slow. Klein's head felt like a heavy blow, and he was so painful that he almost lost consciousness on the spot.

Azik felt his eyes blurred, and he seemed to see some gray-white mist appearing on Klein's body. The scene in his imagination of Klein losing control and turning into a monster did not happen. His students had no more negative reactions except for slight pain and short-term spiritual instability, which made Azik slightly relieved.

A creature that cannot be described with other words other than devil took this scene into his eyes. His appearance was so terrifying, but his voice was still as gentle as Klein remembered it, with a demonic temptation that made people feel good about him:

"Long time no see. How are you doing, Klein Moretti? And this Archon of Death."

"——Where are you going?"

TBC

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Limited title format during the Great Smog Period.