Chapter 99 The same goal
The original moon believer, Galis Kevin was sitting in his room, concentrating on reading a book. This was the latest work of Fowles Wall. As a fan of her books, Galis bought the book as soon as possible.
...The storm is coming," he read silently, "countless raindrops are like punishment from the dark sky, hitting the ground, and every drop of rain is like an exploding bomb, blowing up the floating ground."
"The male protagonist (sorry, I really don't want to think of a name), with his hands behind his back, stood by the window, looking into the dark rainy night, without saying a word, just like the finely carved marble statue in the room."
"Boom -- lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the dark rainy night."
"Boom-"
Galis Kevin's body was bared in the silver-white lightning, with arcs flowing continuously, and his body was instantly charred black.
He tried to struggle, but his limbs had already been paralyzed by the electric current. He tried to use his extraordinary power, but he had no strength at all.
The only thing he could move was his red eyes. He moved his pupils and looked downwards.
He saw a pitch-black claw piercing his neck, blood gushing out crazily.
out.
"Hiss-"
Emlyn pulled upwards, and Galis Kevin's head was ripped out and fell to the ground.
"Solved," Emlyn shook his paw, "I have really become stronger."
Ever since the argument between the Hanged Man and the Hermit at the Tarot Club that day, Emlyn went back to look through the wanted poster of the Pirate General. From this, he learned the true identity of the Hermit.
This made him feel a sense of crisis. After all, [World] had assassinated [Vice Admiral of Disease] and eliminated [Admiral of Blood], and [Lover], [Pope], and [Hanged Man] were plotting against Admiral of Deepwater.
The Hermit is simply the Star Above.
This made him wonder if he
It's time to challenge a pirate general and gain some sense of ritual to match the noble status of a Tarot Club member.
This sense of crisis and ritual is indeed a bit childish.
However, what made Emlyn laugh and cry was that he was really as immature as a child.
Therefore, when he knew that Ultravsky was the former [Vice Admiral of Dusk], he had the idea of challenging the Bishop of Feysac, not to really defeat him, but simply to satisfy his pursuit of a sense of ritual.
However, after 14 disastrous defeats, Emlyn finally gave up.
However, even though he failed to defeat Bishop Ultravsky, he still gained a lot of benefits. The most important benefit was that he no longer had the status of a sequence but lacked practical experience.
The killing of Voisin Sanson's family was the best example. If he had not challenged Bishop Ultravsky so many times and had rich combat experience, he would probably have been overwhelmed by Voisin Sanson's abilities.
"There is only one Argos left who lives on Limestone Street." Emlyn sat on Galis Kevin's bed, quietly waiting for his extraordinary characteristics to emerge. "Once I kill him, I will win the hunting competition."
"Why don't you drink some blood first? It's been a while since I drank such fresh blood."
Ten minutes later.
Emlyn walked through the streets of the East District again, but he had a box covered with newspapers in his hand, which smelled of blood.
Of course, even Emlyn himself couldn't smell the blood, because he had already sprayed a magic potion that could eliminate the smell. Even his extraordinary sense of smell couldn't smell it, let alone an ordinary person with a dull sense of smell.
Human beings.
Soon, he arrived at the alley below Argos's residence, put down the box, and was about to spray some invisibility potion on himself, but at this moment, his spirituality was suddenly touched and he turned his head to look.
Argos's window burst open, and the believer of the original moon immediately broke through the window and landed in front of Emlyn. Before Emlyn could react, Argos opened his [Darkness
Wing], wanting to fly into the sky.
"God said, it doesn't work."
In the room, a holy voice came, and it was pitch black.
The bat wings suddenly disappeared, and Argos had not yetAs he ran away, Emlyn, who had just reacted, pierced his chest with his sharp claws.
"Plop—plop—"
Argos looked at his still beating heart in despair, held in Emlyn's hand by the sharp claws that pierced his chest. The power of the [Corrosive Claw] corroded his heart, bringing him excruciating pain.
"puff!!"
Emlyn exerted force and crushed Argos' heart, causing his body to fall.
And beside Emlyn, a figure emerged from the dark shadows.
This is a man with shaggy black hair, a gaunt face, sunken eyes, and dark blue eyes.
"Who are you?" Emlyn looked at the man warily, "This guy is my prey!!"
"You can call me Mr. J," said the black-robed [Shepherd]. "I'm sorry to disturb your hunt, but I must commit the crime of robbery and take his soul away."
"If you are willing to accept it, I can sincerely confess and apologize to you here."
"The Aurora Society's messenger?" Emlyn's left fingernail began to grow longer. "I'm not interested in this guy's soul. I just want his head and Beyonder characteristics. Perhaps we can consider splitting them equally?"
"That's great," Mr. J said with a relieved smile, "It would be great if I could avoid committing a crime. I am not interested in the head or Beyonder characteristics of this cultist."
"Praise you, omniscient and almighty Lord, and praise your grace for allowing me to commit one less filthy sin."
The corners of Emlyn's mouth twitched, and he retracted his growing nails. He walked up to Argus, tore off his head, and stuffed it into his wooden box.
"Mr. J," Emlyn suddenly thought of something, "You just used the power of the Sun Domain. You must be a shepherd, right?"
"That's right." Mr. J nodded, "Your analysis is very correct."
"I'm a little curious, do you have the soul and characteristics of herding vampires?" Emlyn stood up and turned to look at Mr. J. "Can you satisfy my curiosity?"
"No," he shook his head, "I have never herded a vampire or a humanoid."
"That's good," Emlyn sat on the wooden box, "I thought I had to fight you."Chapter 100: Night Music
"Fight? With me?" Mr. J looked at Emlyn, smiled and shook his head, "I'm afraid you can't win."
"You seem to have some different opinions." Mr. J looked at Emlyn with eyes as sharp as those of the audience. "Perhaps you have some hidden cards that I don't know about. Of course, I know nothing about this."
"But, those who despise the Lord's messengers will always suffer great losses."
"Haha," Emlyn laughed dryly and said nothing. "Then I'll remember this. If one day I fight with you gods, I will be very careful."
"After all, I am not the World," Emlyn thought. I am not as powerful and crazy as the World."
After the extraordinary characteristics emerged, Emlyn left.
Mr. J was obviously not interested in Emlyn. He looked at Argos' body and then arranged a spiritual ceremony.
After a few minutes.
"This guy really doesn't know where the angel of destiny is," Mr. J shook his head, "but surprisingly, this guy knows a witch."
"Let's find some time to visit them," Mr. J's figure blurred, "We must find out why the Witch Cult wanted to cooperate with us during the heavy smog.
do
"I am here as promised, Your Excellency Bernadette," Klein came before Bernadette in the appearance of Hermann, "I wonder if the Emperor's diary that Cattleya relayed can answer your questions?"
"Those diaries solved a lot of my doubts," Bernadette smiled as she sat on the hammock-like chair made of green plants, "Please thank the one behind you for me."
"Tell me," she looked into Klein's eyes, "What's going on this time?"
"I would like to ask you to help him show that he has been eroded by the core power of the seal behind the Chanis Gate of the Church of the Night for a long time."
As he spoke, Klein made the [Ghost] Senior appear beside him.
Bernadette looked at Senior and said nothing. Then she closed her eyes, wondering what she was thinking about.
A few minutes later, she opened her eyes again.
"Darkness and crimson, miracles and pain, these are what you will face." Bernadette's tone was a little ethereal, "extremely dangerous, and as silent as death."
"Is this a prophecy?" Klein used the Joker's ability to suppress his frown, "Or have you seen my fate?"
"A prophecy," Bernadette's tone was no longer vague, "Sequence 3 of the Secret Peeper is called the Prophet, and it has the same effect as the Sequence 4 of the Reader, the Master of Prophecy."
"Oh? What's the difference?" Klein asked curiously, "Besides the sequence level?"
"My father once told me that the Reader is a symbol of Omniscience," Bernadette replied, "The Reader's predictions are based on the study and deduction of the long river of fate. Because of Omniscience, one knows fate."
"And the Secret Peeper symbolizes knowledge itself. The essence of the prophecy I made is derived from the infusion of knowledge, but the object of infusion has been replaced by the River of Destiny instead of the Hidden Sage."
"Knowledge itself... Klein pondered this concept," Is this the path to godhood for the Secret Peeper?!
'From accepting knowledge to using knowledge, from using knowledge to changing knowledge, until finally, it becomes [knowledge]. Klein closed his eyes and thought about how to maintain a certain sense of mystery in front of this [Mysterious Queen].
After all, he also had to save face. After all, he was also Roselle's fellow villager, and he couldn't act like an ignorant child in front of his fellow villager's children.
After a moment, Klein came up with a good idea.
"Speaking of prophecies, in fact, the emperor's diary
It also records a prophecy," Klein recalled.
Next, "My Lord once mentioned it to me by chance."
"Soon after Bonois Gustav was born, Zaratul, the leader of the secret order, came secretly to congratulate the emperor on his son.""The emperor asked Zarathu to predict what his second son would achieve. Zarathu only said that he would be a lovely angel, and then he stopped answering."
Bernadette narrowed her eyes, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing and chose to listen quietly.
"The Emperor asked Charles Gustav about his future. Zaratul replied that death was an inevitable outcome, but it might be a good thing."
"Finally, the Emperor asked about the future of his eldest daughter, Bernadette Gustave. Zaratul replied solemnly that she would hate her father, despise him, and betray him, until finally, she would become a great figure in the mysterious world."
There was deathly silence on the huge green vine.
Bernadette closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She seemed to be suppressing something. As for what exactly she was suppressing, Klein didn't know, but he guessed that it might be related to the word "anger".
"You really have a talent for being a provocateur," Bernadette opened her eyes after a while, "but no matter what, I must thank you for revealing this prophecy."
"Bring your secret doll here. I will use the power of darkness to corrode it now." She said nothing more. "Stand back at least 50 meters."
Klein then asked Senior to step forward and he himself stepped back 50 meters.
Bernadette then took out the [Sleeping Horn] and blew it to her lips.
That was the music of the night, which spread out little by little with calming power and a touch of sadness, but did not alarm the soldiers guarding the bridge outside the pea vine forest.
The sound was so calm and ethereal, just like a traveler who had been wandering for a long time, longing for
It is also the hometown that is most untouchable.
"The night is long and the red moon is bright...
Each note seems to embody a
Like a cloud floating in the night sky.
"Trillions of stars interweave and weave into the clothes of the night."
"The Milky Way flows, and the boundless silver covers the eternal desire."
"Fate is looking down upon us, and the destined future has already been fixed in the eyes of those who watch us."
"Stars, why do you place such weight on me?"
"Darkness, why do you finally swallow up time?
Light, unwilling to dissipate in the warm sun?"
"In the midnight dew, the white mist flows chaotically; in the silent forest, the trees are pregnant with desire."
"Mother, mother, why are you wearing scarlet clothes?"
"Mother, mother....."
In a foggy town, above a church covered in thick fog, a man wearing a gorgeous eye mask and blindfolded his eyes stood on the spire of the dark church, overlooking the entire town.
He played the harp and sang songs that no one could hear.
He opened his eyes that were covered by the blindfold. Even though the blindfold blocked his vision, he saw the Aurora Society's divine messenger hiding in panic, saw the hungry and desperate witch on the hunt, and he also saw
"Klein Moretti." The man looked at the man who appeared like a stick figure at the edge of the town. "Did He send him here?"
After saying this, he closed his eyes again and continued to play
Play a song that no one can hear.
"...Mother, mother, why are you wearing scarlet clothes?"
"Mother, mother, why did you turn into a crimson moon?"
His fingers moved across the harp and swayed into the distance.
As his ballad reached its end, as he flicked his fingers, the fog in the town was no longer so thick, and the crimson moonlight began to penetrate into the depths of the fog.....
Chapter 103 Under the Red Moon
The Senior Marionette disappeared completely, but his disappearance was meaningful. It gave Klein enough time to distance himself from Lady of Despair as much as possible.
His figure kept emerging from the flames, and kept jumping into the flames farther away, sometimes it was the dead leaves on the ground, sometimes it was the bread beside the house. In just a few flashes, he and the Lady of Despair had opened up a distance of hundreds of meters.
But just when he was about to increase the distance, he was forced to stop.
He couldn't stop coughing violently, as if he wanted to cough out all his internal organs.
'This plague... cough cough cough... he thought while panting in pain.'
"This is.....cough....God
"Don't run~ Don't make a fuss~" Lady Despair walked towards Klein step by step, holding the severed limb of the Blood Admiral in her hand and chewing it in big mouthfuls. "I still have some salt, and you will become delicious soon~"
"You snapped your fingers quite well just now.
That finger must be delicious to chew. "It will taste even better if you chew it with salt."
Klein looked into her blood-red eyes. The lady of despair looked at him as if she was looking at a delicious steak.
As if to confirm Klein's guess, Lady Despair once again bit into Admiral Blood's flesh, tearing off a large piece.
"She's crazy... Klein couldn't help thinking, 'Eating the flesh and blood of non-adjacent Beyonders... Even if the Beyonder's Beyonder characteristics are separated, the remaining flesh will still have some Beyonder characteristics.
"Plus, the guys trapped here are likely to become insane, and a lot of chaotic will will accumulate in their bodies... She must be crazy to dare to swallow this kind of food directly.
Got it
Ms. Despair stopped, turned her head, and listened attentively. Klein also heard some small sounds and looked in the direction Ms. Despair was looking.
Countless faint voices praised this name. Upon hearing this name, Klein's face changed drastically. He turned to look at Lady Despair, only to see this demigod running into the house as if escaping for her life and slamming the door shut.
"Fusheng...Xuanhuang...tian
respect
Klein felt that his condition had improved a lot. Without giving it any time to think, he immediately ran into another house and hid himself, not daring to breathe.
respect
The crimson moonlight shone into the town.
Countless figures immediately appeared in the empty streets and alleys. They seemed to be talking or praising each other, but they made the originally deserted foggy town noisy.
"Blessed be the God of Xuan Huang!!"
Countless voices recited these words together, so loudly and so uniformly, as if they were praising God.
"Bang!" Klein heard the sound from the next room.
The door was kicked open and the noisy voices poured in.
He suddenly recalled what Ms. Despair had mentioned earlier.
"The figure wandering under the red moon no longer wandered outside the house, but began to break into the house."
If this is the case, then there is no
There is no safe place!!
No matter what, he must move quickly.
Klein immediately snapped his fingers.
دa candle in a house not far away lit up.
In an instant, all the roaring sounds of wild beasts disappeared.
The figures who were walking back and forth on the street, whispering, and chanting the name of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, all seemed to turn in this direction, casting their gazes towards the window from which the candlelight was shining.
"Bang!!"
A loud noise reached Klein's ears, frightening him so much that he didn't even dare to breathe.
Judging from the direction of the loud noise, there was no doubt that the door of the house where he lit the candle was knocked open. Klein could not imagine what would happen if he really jumped over there.
Considering that this place is even blocked by gray fog, he may not even be able to revive!!
"This is troublesome," Klein said, with beads of sweat on his forehead due to nervousness, "If I stay here, I will be discovered sooner or later.......
"Even if I'm lucky and not discovered, after the red moon disappears, Lady Despair will continue to hunt me down. I have no chance of escaping the clutches of that demigod.
'What should I do?'
At this moment, Klein suddenly noticed that the sound outside his house had become louder.
"Blessings to the Heavenly Master Xuan Huang!!"
"Bang!!!"
The door of Klein's house was kicked open, and countless strange, ethereal black shadows rushed in and looked around.
They found nothing because Crane slipped into the next house just in time.
That's right. Since Klein never herded Mr. X in this world line, he couldn't use [Wall Passing] to travel through the houses, but he still found another way.
He still used the flame jump, but he also added [Distortion] on top of it.
He only ignited the flammable materials in the dark, and through [distortion], he limited the shape of the flames and the direction of the smoke, so as to avoid being discovered by those outside beings to the greatest extent possible.
This is still extremely risky, but no matter what, this is Klein's last resort.
In fact, Klein also thought about using a finger snap to set fire to the house where Ms. Despair was, so that the things outside the window could directly deal with Ms. Despair, but after thinking about it carefully, Klein gave up this idea.
Since Ms. Despair knew that a mutation had occurred here and was still alive after the mutation, it meant that she had found a way to survive after the mutation, such as moving back and forth between the houses.
In this situation, the risk of rashly using the existence of the outside world is too great.
So Klein gave up his plan to assassinate Ms. Despair and instead took advantage of the red moon in the sky to distance himself from Ms. Despair as much as possible.
There was no doubt that when the red moon faded, the Lady of Despair would still come hunting him, but no matter what, it was always good to live a little longer.
There is hope only when you are alive!!
Just as Klein was thinking this, his inspiration suddenly struck him, and a chill ran down his spine.
Almost at the same time, he saw the countless shadows covering the surroundings began to change...Chapter 104: Whispering
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The shadows throughout the room came alive.
The dark shadows turned into sharp blades, surrounding Klein from the west and stabbing him fiercely.
"Hiss-"
The white paper man was riddled with holes under the pitch-black blade and shattered to the ground, while Klein appeared beside him.
In an instant, a big hole was blasted out of those real shadows.
More air bullets hit the shadow, and countless materialized black knives were shattered into pieces.
Klein pressed down his dark green left hand, and a biting cold wind burst out, covering everything with frost and freezing all the shadows into ice and snow.
And cracks immediately appeared in the ice.
"Crackle—
Pitch-black shadows pierced out of the ice cage on the ceiling and transformed into sharp knives that swept around madly. Wherever they passed, the ice shattered and the wind and snow disappeared. More shadows took this opportunity to break out of the ice.
Countless objects were slapped away by the dark tentacles; knives, forks, gravel, and broken wood were all smashed towards Klein by the tentacles.
Klein dodged the first wave of flying objects and raised his left hand. An ice wall rose up and blocked all the debris.
At this moment, he suddenly felt himself becoming weak. He lowered his head and saw an apple appeared under his feet.
"Bribe… Klein's noble yet evil left hand clenched into a fist. "Give it back to you!!"
He stomped his foot on the ground, knocking the apple flying, then spun around and kicked the apple back into the shadow.
The large shadow immediately shrank into a dark figure wearing a hooded robe, and this figure immediately half-opened his hands, as if holding something.
"I came, I saw, I recorded."
The illusory pages of the book flipped and froze, and countless pitch-black bats flew out from the pages, each with a bloodthirsty light in its eyes, and they all pounced on Klein.
The fastest bat pounced in front of Klein and was instantly split in half.
Klein produced two decks of tarot cards from his hands as if performing a magic trick. The tarot cards in his hands looked like square knives, and he turned into a clown throwing knives.
The Tarot cards that could cut through iron like mud were sent out like a rainstorm, instantly cutting a bloody path through the countless bats.
A tarot card flew in front of the dark figure and was grabbed by him.
"Tarot cards?! Great!!" He immediately roared angrily, "So you are the villain who killed Lanevus and destroyed the Lord's coming to the world!!"
There was no hunger in his eyes, only the strongest hatred.
"You're going to pay dearly for this!!!
The man reached directly into the pages of the illusory book and pulled out a flaming spear.
"Are you crazy?! Mr. A!!" Klein immediately switched his herding target to the Apostle of Desire. "If we use fire here, we will all be killed by those guys outside!!"
"It's not a pity to die!" Mr. A screamed madly, "Almighty and omniscient God, I have failed your expectations! I repent of my sins!!"
"Come with me to the Kingdom of God and accept the punishment from God!!"
He hurled the flaming spear wildly, hitting Klein in the face at an unavoidable speed.
"hiss----"
Time seemed to slow down, and the flaming spear was split into two by the lava sword, split straight across, from beginning to end, without missing anything.
"boom!!"
The flaming spear that was split in half exploded at the point where it landed, emitting an extremely bright flame.
Everything was silent again, the sound of the outside world
フ
دstopped.
"Not good!!" Klein felt something was wrong and immediately switched to [Corrupted Baron]. He disappeared from the spot with a snap of his fingers and escaped into another house.
Even Mr. A seemed to be captured by the huge fear, turned into a shadow, and disappeared in the room.
"Bang!!" The door of the original room exploded, and countless strange figures rushed in and looked around.
Obviously, they found nothing, but this time, it would not end like this.
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord.................."
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun...
"The God of Fusheng Xuanhuang..."
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun...
Klein was as if he had been hit on the head. He suddenly stopped in a house, and his head seemed to be about to explode.
"What's going on?!" Klein covered his aching head. "When those guys outside read the honorific name before, it clearly had no effect. Why is it different this time?!!
'Wait... Klein pricked up his ears, "It seems there is another sound...
"Honakis Fraguera...
"Honakis...Fregera...
No wonder!! Klein finally understood what had happened.
The reason for his headache was not because of the honorific name of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, but because of the eating language [Honachis......Fregela......]!!
There are too many miscellaneous things in this town, it's like seeing a ghost!
But what he didn't know was that he was not the only one who was tortured by these mumblings.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Mr. A covered his ears frantically, "No…..It's not the Lord
There is no doubt that as a "listener", Mr. A can easily hear the voices of hidden beings.
[Lady Despair] Panatia is not much better.
"Damn Antigonus..." She also tried her best to cover her ears, "What the hell is going on?! I'm not a fortune teller!!"
"Honakis...Fregera...
'Honakis........Fregola........Honakis........Fregola...........
"Aa ...
Three people in different places in the same town screamed at the same time because of the same mumbling.
On top of the spire in the center of the church.
"Alas... the man wearing the gorgeous eye mask sighed softly, "Here we go again."
"Ever since Azik Eggers arrived at the South Pole, the changes here have never stopped." His fingers brushed the strings of the harp. "I'm really curious, what is there in Antarctica?"
His fingers moved across the harp and slid into the distance.
The endless fog thickened again, covering
Within the town.
"The mumbling and worshipping sounds are weakening," Klein stood up and looked at the gradually disappearing red moon outside the window. "It will disappear soon."
"By then, Mr. A and Ms. Despair will surely come out to hunt me, whether out of hatred or hunger."
"I have to find a safe place quickly.
"After saying that, Klein opened up the perspective of the spirit line and tried to find some hope.
Then he saw countless lines inside the dark church.