Chapter 148 Gods Plan, Mortals Suffer Disaster

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Red Rose Manor, inside the sun house.

The housekeeper was asked to go out. Hearing the sound of the door closing, Edsac breathed out slowly: "Trischik, hey, you prefer to be called Triss. I know you are a witch, help you buy it. The person with extraordinary materials did not succeed, and the ones you got were all provided by me!

"I don't mind whether my princess is a 'witch' or a 'witch'. I've even seen your wanted poster!"

Triss was stunned for a moment, then showed a joking smile:

"I know a lot..."

"Then do you know that I was once a man, and my real name was Tris."

"...What?" Edsac's eyes widened and he tilted his head slightly, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

When Triss saw this, she suddenly burst into laughter. She laughed so violently that she looked like a madman: "Haha, you heard me right, I was once a man! I was just like you! But, the 'Witch' magic potion forced Changed my gender!”

"Is it disgusting? Do you have goosebumps already?"

She vented the words she had been storing for a long time and took two steps forward.

Edsac instinctively stepped back, and his throat moved up and down unconsciously.

"No, that's not the case... You are a real woman... There is no problem... I can definitely confirm this!"

He murmured to himself first, then raised his voice and said: "From the moment I met you, you have been a real woman. I don't want to know what you were like in the past! I can pretend that nothing similar has happened! What I like is, I love you right now!"

Triss was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her laughter:

"You are such a pathetic person."

"Don't you understand yet? Our meeting is not a coincidence, even if you like..."

She paused like she was nauseous and continued: "Even if you fell in love with me, it was arranged by someone else. Don't you think everything was too fast? I believe in love at first sight, but I don't believe it has such great magic power. You act like the protagonist in a third-rate love novel. Just because we met once, you fell in love with me, a stranger, and forgot about the target you once loved. This is crazy!"

Prince Edsac's eyes were straight and his mouth was open, but no words came out.

His body suddenly shook, as if he had finally awakened from a long dream.

"You, you are indeed my type...but my reaction is really, really, too exaggerated..."

Triss raised the corners of her mouth, turned her head and sneered:

"Poor man, even liking this kind of thing has been arranged by others, like a puppet with strings."

"Don't you understand yet? You are the one who can be sacrificed, and I am not only the hostage needed for the cooperation between the royal family and the Witch Sect, but also the disguise necessary for deception."

"I bring important items from the Witch Sect and are under your strict supervision. They may be destroyed at any time and the treasures may be lost. This is the sincerity of cooperation we have shown. Once the matter is exposed, it will be destroyed by the three major churches or other factions of the military. If you know it, then the development of the matter will be very simple. Prince Edsac is greedy for beauty, secretly raising a witch, and knowing that he is guilty, he swallows a gun and commits suicide. Then, all the problems will be covered up."

"No!" Edsac shouted.

Then, with a distorted face, he asked: "What are they cooperating with the Witch Sect?"

"How could a hostage who could be abandoned at any time know this?" Triss laughed at herself, "This is all the reason why I want to escape."

She buried her head and laughed continuously, making her body tremble slightly.

After a few seconds, she raised her head again, outlined the corners of her mouth and said:

"What do you want to do with me? Strip me naked and throw me on the bed? No, you should already have a mental disorder. In fact, I don't mind giving you some warmth now. Comforting each other between two poor people is not A shameful thing.”

Prince Edsac had a gloomy, round face and looked at Triss in silence for nearly a minute.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes, pointed to the other side and said:

"Just leave."

"Leave through that door."

Triss raised her eyebrows in shock: "You want to let me go?"

"Well." Edsac turned to look out the window and replied slowly, "I will stop Finkel. As for whether you can escape other pursuits, it depends on your own strength and luck."

Triss's eyes were confused for a few seconds, and she quickly ran towards the secret door.

Before leaving, she couldn't help but look back:

"And you?"

Edsac did not turn his head, still staring out of the floor-to-ceiling window, as if looking for the shadow of the past.

He smiled and said:

"Me? Just let me live in this beautiful story and welcome its final ending, whether it is good or bad."

Triss took a breath and entered the secret door no longer.

…

Within an hour, Klein wandered into the spirit world for the second time.

The demigod curled up with his tail and flew forward silently. Feather-like light spots would fall down as the broken wings swung. The tail of hair burning with black flames floated beside Klein, without any burning breath.

Klein waited patiently for a while, and suddenly felt a sense of dizziness and exhaustion from the demigod's body. Before he had time to react, he felt a strong sense of weightlessness, and his body couldn't stop falling, and even spun.

The surrounding red, yellow, white, black and other colors quickly faded, and Klein fell heavily to the solid ground. His head was dizzy and his internal organs were tumbling.

The half-snake, half-human spirit landed next to him, and Klein felt what the other party meant: "The state is unstable, and I will not be able to act again until five minutes later."

Your spirit world travel actually has a CD... Klein smiled bitterly and got up.

In his sight mixed with dots of Venus, everything he saw had returned to normal. On the left was a dark valley with no bottom visible, which was like the legendary Devil's Abyss. On the right was a gray valley spreading upwards. The stone walls seemed to support the entire area.

There is no sun, no clouds, and no fog here. A little light comes from the luminous moss growing in different places. Darkness and depth are the main colors of this "world".

Klein raised his hand with his left hand and jumped up quickly. He found that under his feet was a regular road paved with stone slabs. It could accommodate two carriages traveling side by side. It was definitely not a natural formation. One end of this road spirals down, deep into the dark cracks, and the other end leads to high places. From time to time, you can see corridors and halls with domes in the rock walls.

Klein raised his head, but he couldn't see the highest point. His sight was completely obscured by the gray stone wall.

Suddenly, he had a clear realization that he had "fallen" into the ground and was in the ruins of an ancient civilization.

Is it another area, or is it still near Backlund? As soon as Klein's thoughts moved, he heard the sound of the buckle opening. A door that was completely integrated with the wall opened in the distance, and a figure walked out of it.

The figure was wearing pure black clergy robes, and his facial features were like classical sculptures, profound and distinct.

His hair color is dark blond, his eyes are dark blue, his nose is high, he wears a soft hat that the old man likes, and his sideburns are a bit white which does not match his middle-aged appearance.

Their eyes met, and the person's name immediately appeared in Klein's mind:

Ince Zangwill...!

Klein barely controlled his voice and read out the name through gritted teeth in his mind.

The demigod body swam to his side using the snake's tail bone and quietly confronted Ince Zangwill. At this moment, it is very likely that a demigod-level battle will begin, and there is no doubt that he will become a drag on the demigod body. Just when Klein was extremely nervous, he felt his trouser legs move. The tip of the demigod's tail bone moved his trouser legs imperceptibly, and then pointed upward.

——Pointing to the Azik copper whistle he kept in his pocket.

What he means is...let me go first? And summon other spirits to defend yourself on the road? Mr. Azik actually has more than one demigod under his command? What is Mr. Azik's previous background? It's really scary to think about how many demigods can be under the command of an angel...

"Sherlock Moriarty...I didn't expect you to be Klein Moretti. I knew there was something fishy about your death. Did you borrow a corpse to return to life or did you come back to life? Why do you always have to do it again and again? Ruin my good deeds!”

Ince Zangwill growled angrily, looking angrier than his victim. Klein felt a brief darkness and shaking in his vision. His eyes were blurred, and he suddenly saw Ince Zangwill's Gate to the Underworld appearing on his side. A huge suction force came from the snake's tail. The demigods were forced back with black flames.

Almost at the same time, Klein turned around and ran away towards the top of the road.

In this kind of race against time, false modesty and pretentious words are unnecessary and will harm yourself and your companions!

Kick, kick, kick, because there was nothing underground to ignite, so Klein could only grit his teeth and run with all his strength.

In the process, he tried to bring the copper whistle to his mouth and blow it, but because it was too bumpy, he fumbled in his pocket several times and failed to take it out smoothly.

Kick, kick, kick, Klein walked around the cliff and entered the dark corridor with a dome. The walls on both sides were painted with many mottled murals.

At this moment, he heard a majestic and hoarse voice echoing from where he was before:

"Teleportation is prohibited here!"

Beside Ince Zangwill, a figure arrived at an unknown moment, floating in the air in violation of the laws of physics, wearing a gorgeous mask made of gold on his face.

The demigod raised his head, tracked Klein's back with his eyes, and spoke again: "Summoning the undead is prohibited here!"

But Ince Zangwill did not attack Klein again. Instead, he looked strangely at the corner where Klein disappeared.

He found that the "bad luck" he gave the other party to fall off the cliff and be shattered into pieces did not take effect. Not only that, Ince Zangwill seemed to have hallucinations in front of his eyes, and saw some thin and illusory gray-white mist.

Without time to think about it, he withdrew his gaze and focused it again on the mysterious half-human, half-snake spirit body in front of him.

The opponent's shape and golden ring are very distinctive. It is indeed an existence related to Azik Eggers, with the style of the past Balam Empire.

The half-human, half-snake spirit quietly stared at the two demigods in front of him. Suddenly he opened his arms, spread his wings, looked up to the sky and let out a sharp hiss. His body quickly twisted and expanded, his head became round and small, and his whole body ignited with pale flames!

Ince Zangwill and the demigod wearing the golden mask immediately faced a formidable enemy, and the judge demigod immediately said:

"It is forbidden to display the forms of mythical creatures here!"

But the spirit demigod only stagnated for a moment, so dead creatures certainly don’t have to fear madness! He forcibly revealed the incomplete form of the mythical creature against the law, forcing the royal demigods to change the law to "the negative effects of looking directly at the form of the mythical creature here are weakened!"

He turned into a huge undead feathered serpent and hovered in the air, blocking Klein's escape path. The Quetzalcoatl has a skeletal face, its empty eye sockets glance across Ince Zangwill and the demigods of the Judge's path, its lower jaw opens 180 degrees, and pale flames erupt from its mouth!

The screams of spirits, the cries of babies, and the harsh laws are constantly clashing in the lower level, and the melee between the three demigods begins immediately!

Kick, kick, kick, squeak... Klein, who was running at high speed, suddenly braked. His spiritual intuition told him that there were people ahead, extraordinary beings, and they were most likely the guards here!

After thinking for a while, he stretched out his left hand and wiped it on his face. At the same time, there were crisp sounds inside his body, and his whole body suddenly grew seven or eight centimeters taller. When his left palm left his face, he had transformed into a middle-aged man with dark blond hair and a high nose, a one-eyed middle-aged man, Ince Zangwill!

After recalling the other party's expression, he used illusion magic to decorate his clothes. Klein walked forward quickly, rounded the corner and entered a hall.

There were four guards wearing dark black armor, all with sharp eyes.

Klein walked over with a sullen face, deliberately hoarse his voice, and said seriously: "Someone has sneaked in here, and I'm looking for him.

"Have you found any clues?"

The leading guard looked at it first, then lowered his head and said:

"Mr. Zangwill, there's no movement here."

"Yes." Klein nodded slightly, passed them, and left the hall.

Although he seemed calm and collected, when Klein left this level, the back of his palms was covered with sweat.

…………

The abyss-like dark cracks were filled with illusory black liquid, and the water surface was still rising, with pale-skinned arms stretching out crazily.

The outbreak of the spirit demigod caught them both off guard, but Ince Zangwill knew that the gap between the demigods was not big. He was a little surprised by this, but he was not afraid, because at this time he had a demigod. Human helper.

What worries him most is another problem. After forcibly promoting the development of the story, 0-08 may come back to bite him at any time.

At this time, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and was shocked to find that the quill pen 0-08 had left his pocket at some point and was floating in front of the gray rock wall, frantically writing lines of words:

"...In fierce battles, various accidents will always happen. For example, Ince Zangwill's belt broke and his pants fell down."

381

Ms. Desperate took a private carriage and arrived at a secluded, deserted, dirty and disgusting alley corner at the scheduled time.

She pulled down her veil to cover her face and looked up into the sky. She saw that the afternoon sun was covered by clouds and fog, making it pale and dim.

The light yellow mist is not particularly thick, floating in every place in Backlund, with a slightly choking smell, cold and moist.

It's a pity that we didn't wait until the smog was at its worst and stillest... The accident that happened to Triss, the sudden and brief loss of control in 0-08, the appearance of Azik, and the previous destruction of the "Black Emperor" ghost made things more and more complicated. The bigger it gets, the more noticeable it becomes, and the action can only be advanced to this day... Ms. Desperation looked around, walked out of the alley, and entered the street.

Her steps were slow, as if she were wandering in a sea of ​​mist.

Where she passed, the fog became imperceptibly thicker and tinged with iron-black color. It could be seen that the distance gradually became smaller.

After she left the street, a homeless man with a sallow face wearing an old jacket suddenly coughed so violently that he fell to the ground.

The two poor people who were very close to the homeless man backed away in horror. They immediately covered their throats and made loud noises. They seemed to be suffering from severe lung disease or bronchitis and were out of breath.

The iron-black and light-yellow smog descended on the East District, on the dock area, on the factory area that was spewing thin smoke, and continued to spread to the entire Backlund.

Various scenes in the distance were "submerged", and even the towering bell tower was only a pale shadow. Workers and poor people felt uncomfortable one after another. The tramps who struggled to fight against the cold and hardship gathered around the lady. Along the route, one fell ill one after another, and human life was as fragile as the foam in starching clothes.

Ms. Despair's expression is calm and soft, as if she is completing a work of art.

She walked among the passers-by without any abnormality, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she laughed in a low voice:

“The history of Loen Kingdom will remember this day:

"The Backlund Smog Incident."

…………

Maria is decorating ribbons and balloons for the New Year in her charity school.

These are some cheap decorations that can make the kids feel better all day long.

She stood in an empty classroom on the third floor of the teaching building, stepping on the podium, with a pure black box as long as a forearm and as wide as a palm placed at her feet. After hanging the last ribbon, she inadvertently glanced out the window to see the current time on the bell tower, but unexpectedly saw black and yellow smoke billowing from the distance.

Is the factory emitting more than the standard again? What is this disgusting thing?

Maria couldn't help but frown. Seen from a high place, this disgusting and terrifying fog was like a river flowing into the sea, polluting all the gray-white fog around it. In the blink of an eye, it was five or six houses away in a straight line. It spread to thirty or forty meters in front of the teaching building.

Maria stood on the podium and stared for a few seconds, her brows furrowing more and more tightly, and her spiritual alarm getting louder and louder. She jumped out from the podium, used the window sill as a stepping stone, and jumped directly from the third floor at a distorted distance!

"Danger! Danger!"

The distorted and amplified sound instantly resounded throughout the school. As the New Year approached, there were only a dozen students left in the school who had nowhere to go. The faculty and staff had also finished their work for the year and either went home to rest or left school to take a break. Do odd jobs. Maria's yelling alarmed them all. Fortunately, the school has been rehearsing disaster evacuation drills in the past few days. The students and remaining faculty subconsciously regarded this time as a drill, and put down their things skillfully. Go downstairs one floor at a time and seek refuge in the basement where food is stored.

When they left the classroom, they all frowned and kept fanning their mouths and noses. The younger ones had already begun to cough violently.

"Why is the smoke so pungent today..."

"I feel so uncomfortable...ahem..."

"Ahem..."

At this moment, "Navigator" Sean, who had been serving as the doorman, ran over quickly. His arrival also brought a refreshing and moist wind, which made everyone feel a lot better. While continuously using spells to attract sea breeze, he escorted everyone to the basement.

In just over a hundred meters, cold sweat broke out on Sean's head, and his spiritual energy bottomed out.

Maria, who twisted the air to isolate herself from the black and yellow mist, came to Sean's side at a trot:

"How are you doing?"

"There's something wrong with the air!" Sean cast another sea breeze spell and couldn't help coughing a few times, "Someone poisoned?"

"I don't know. I'm going to find out the reason and summon the leader."

Even after becoming a Sequence 5, the continuous distortion of space and air made Maria feel burdened. She looked at Sean's frivolous steps and the cold sweat on his head, and immediately ordered: "You stay in the basement, they need you to keep updating. Air!"

Sean was stunned, and then objected fiercely: "I can still persist!"

"Stay here!"

“Plan the use of your spirituality and don’t let yourself lose control!”

Maria raised her voice, distorted Sean's sense of direction, pushed him into the basement, and kicked the door shut: "I will protect your wife and daughter, and you must also help me take care of the children. They!"

The navigator was about to speak, but after hearing the last sentence, he stopped searching for the keys. He quickly put his face to the vent on the door and shouted at Maria's retreating back:

"Miss Maria! My daughter is sick! My wife and daughter must be at home now!"

"I will protect the children! You must help them! Please help them!"

After shouting, he turned his head, closed the vent, wiped the cold sweat from his head, and took charge of the fresh air system responsible for indoor fresh air circulation. Sean gave a reassuring smile to the room full of anxious adults and children, and invited everyone to sit down and form a circle.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, this is a joint exercise."

"Look, there's bread, vegetables, and water here. We'll be fine."

"So let's just wait here until the drill is over. It won't be too long. Come over and have a chat with the teachers, okay?"

…………

Edward Vaughn looked at the sky and said politely to Azik Eggers:

"This is the information I know, Mr. Azik. I believe you can make your own decision."

Azik was silent, so he took out his pocket watch, opened it with a snap, and said in a very embarrassed tone: "I have other things to do, because you have been delayed for five minutes, I should leave now."

After saying that, he sank directly into his own kingdom of God, "taken off" his current container, entered the spiritual world, put on the disguised body, erased his occult footprints, and arrived in the East District in more than ten seconds. The location you were in when you left.

He smelled the pungent smoke, walked slowly along the road, and saw humans in the distance falling one after another.

He no longer had any doubts about the manifestation of this man-made disaster - because there had been a great plague in the history of Loen, so the "Patriotic Hygiene Movement" was started and a complete sewer was built at once. Loen was a victim in that plague, and now he actually took the initiative to recreate that disaster, personally attracting poison and disease. Humanity has always been a trap in its self-destruction method.

Apart from that, He had no superfluous feelings.

A figure flashed overhead from the side, flashing from the roof on one side of the street to the other in an instant.

The woman covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief walked through the black and yellow haze, but the haze ran much faster than her, so she could only keep running at the forefront of the fog, searching for people who could be saved.

Five thousand one hundred and forty-two...five thousand two hundred and thirty-nine...

The God of Decay watched silently.

The number of casualties has soared, but as long as you don't look at the pedestrians who collapsed while walking on the street, they are just numbers.

TBC

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Six thousand four. It’s also a super powerful two-in-one.

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