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Near the huge pillar of fire.
The bluish-white long sword slashed down fiercely, slashing straight towards Ince Zangwill.
"Too slow," Ince Zangwill turned his body sideways and easily dodged the heavy blow, "Not fast enough."
"boom!!"
A huge explosion erupted from where the sword fell, blasting straight forward.
"Don't underestimate me!!"
The blue-white sword danced again, and the blue-white flames surged again and again, cutting through the night sky and illuminating the dark night. The scorching flames ignited countless substances around it, spreading the terrifying fire in all directions.
Horizontal slash, diagonal slash, violent explosion!!
The sword fell, and a terrifying blast of wind blew through everything in front of it and spread to the end of the block.
Countless swords fell, destructive explosions spread out, destructive slashes violently surged out, flattened everything in front of them, and there was only destruction and wailing wherever it passed.
And his enemy disappeared before him.
However, the demigod of the Iron Cross did not relax, as he knew that his enemy was also a demigod and it was impossible for him to die so easily.
His eyes scanned the surroundings, calmly observing the battlefield. His mind as a [conspirator] made him constantly think about various plans and possibilities, trying to figure out the enemy's plots and intentions.
At this moment, he widened his eyes, swung his sword violently, and smashed forward.
"Crackle——————
The space shattered, like pieces of broken glass, as if they were only in a secret world, only in a dream.
When the dream was shattered, all that was left in front of him were countless pitch-black tentacles.
Although the [Forced Dream] of the [Night] Path is a very powerful and easy-to-use extraordinary ability with a very strong control effect, there is no perfect ability in the world, and this ability still has its limitations.
First of all, the speed of time flow in the dream world is different from that in reality. Maybe in a dream you can fight with the enemy for a long time, but in reality only a few seconds may pass.
More specifically, this depends on
The higher the sequence of both parties, the higher the other party's sequence, the shorter the time that passes in reality.
Secondly, when using this ability, the caster
Unable to move unless using an item or being cast by a Shepherd, but this drawback disappears after Sequence 4.
Also, if at the same sequence level
times, then the ability of [Forced Dream] must take enough time to take effect, and it is impossible to pull the enemy into a dream instantly.
Finally, dreams are mutual. The dreamer can spread crazy ideas that are like pollution through the dream, and the person being dreamed of can also manifest outrageous things in the dream, interfering with the dreamer in reverse.
However, the prerequisite is that the person being dreamed must be able to be awake in the dream.
Back to the present.
Countless pitch-black tentacles pierced through the night sky, bursting forward and piercing the Hunter Demigod like a tsunami.
The flames danced as the demigod swung the bluish-white sword wildly in his hand. The sharp blows broke through the darkness and split the attacking tentacles one by one.
He slashed with his sword fiercely, splitting the rows of darkness, and the broken black tentacles flew across the sky.
Pitch-black liquid spurted out from the fracture, like blood dripping onto the ground. The pitch-black blood was immediately evaporated by the flames and turned into pitch-black mist.
Countless dark mists gathered towards the hunter demigod like a whirlpool. Wherever it passed, whether it was grass, trees or insects, they all fell down and fell into a silent and long sleep.
This is the most important ability of the [Night] Path Sequence 4 [Night Watcher]: [Darkness Invasion].
The dark fog erodes the outside world, and everything is
All beings that are corroded by the power of darkness will fall into a long, silent sleep. This is different from [Forced Dream]. Even if a being that falls into a long, silent sleep knows that it is in a dream, it cannot wake up.
At first, Bernadette used this ability
Power, eroding the [Blood Admiral], helping Klein infiltrate the Chanis Gate.
The area covered by this dark fog is much smaller than
The plague created by Lady Despair was only a little bit off.
And when this ability is combined with the realm of Deaththree-menu abilities, everything that exists in silence will slowly die.
The dark mist touched the hunter demigod's skin, and his skin quickly began to turn black and was quickly eroded by the power of darkness.
The black color spread rapidly, expanding and expanding, as if his entire body was covered with black ink.
But the ink began to move slower and slower, no longer as fast as before, as if it was trying to drill through something hard.
They were indeed drilling through hard objects, because at this moment, the hunter demigod's body was more indestructible than steel.
The invisible steel light gathered towards the demigod's left hand. Wherever the cold steel light passed, it even forced out dark corrosion. A huge flaming spear emerged and was held in the left hand.
He took a firm step, raised his left hand, and threw it out fiercely! The left hand that threw out the flame also turned into a stream of fire, merging with the spear. A bluish-white light burst out and pierced through the dark fog.
However, another flaming spear flew over and pierced straight through the bluish-white spear, nailing it higher into the sky.
A figure then emerged from mid-air with a mocking smile.
That was the smile of a Hunter.
"Finally," Ince Zangwill licked his lips, "I caught you."
He grabbed the blue-white flaming spear that was pierced and flew away. Then, the spear changed its appearance and became the demigod of the Hunter path.
At this moment, the demigod was being held by Ince Zangwill, like a chicken, by the neck.
"Not bad, isn't it?" Ince Zangwill sneered. "If your opponent was just Ince Zangwill, it would be very difficult to defeat you."
"It's a pity that you met me," Ince Zangwill's left face opened his mouth again, "or rather, met us."
"You...are not...Ince Zangwill... The demigod said with difficulty, "Who are you?!"
"I am the great [Red Angel] Medici, the great god of war." Ince Zangwill's right hand suddenly exerted force, "I am the symbol of iron and blood, the master of strife and turmoil!!"
"Everything you have belongs to me." 2 Handsome
Inside the town, Mobet and Siatas fell on the table, and dark fog kept floating around them.
Not only them, but everyone in the entire town fainted on the spot under the dark fog.
However, Mobet and Siatas are slightly different from the others.
For some reason, the two of them entered a shared dream, in which they saw the battle that had just taken place and heard the words of Ince Zangwill.
But they didn't notice that in their dreams, there was something else besides themselves.
Their shadows, at some point, covered an antique white feather pen, which was lying quietly within the overlapping shadows of the two of them, motionless.
And somewhere nearby, there was a piece of paper with only a few words on it, but it seemed to reveal a lot.
"The man in the book meets the pen; the book and the pen will surely meet."Chapter 119 New development
Thursday afternoon
Klein finished his prayer about going to West Balam to sell arms, slowly stood up, left the confessional, and walked along the aisle to his personal valet Richardson.
At this moment, he saw a lady sitting in the corner of the large prayer hall. She was wearing a black robe with a hood, blue eye shadow and blush, and had a kind of enchanting beauty. It was the former [Psychic] Daly Simone.
Daly raised her head and noticed Dwayne Dantes as well. She narrowed her eyes and wondered what she was thinking.
Klein nodded almost imperceptibly, politely saluted, then took the hat and cane handed to him by his valet Richardson and walked out of the prayer hall at a moderate pace.
Daly withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes to the back of the chair in front of her, and slowly closed her eyes again.
Less than two quarters of an hour later, Leonard, who was already in the basement of the church, and Daly, who had just arrived, heard that Dwayne Dantes was about to become a businessman who would cooperate with the authorities to smuggle arms to West Balam.
"What's going on?" Leonard asked in a low voice after the others left, "What is Klein up to?"
"After breaking into Chanis Gate, you were worried about being discovered and wanted to go to West Balam to hide?"
After Chanis Gate was invaded, Leonard found a time to invade Klein's dream and ask him for an explanation. However, since he didn't steal anything this time, Leonard was quickly fooled by Klein using various tricks.
In fact, Leonard could probably guess what Klein wanted to steal. After all, he said last time that the Church of Evernight had a high-sequence potion with the [Fortune Teller] path. So, it was self-evident what Sequence 5 Klein wanted to steal.
But his desire to go to West Balam this time did make Leonard a little confused.
"Maybe he just needs money?" Daly guessed, "He is now pretending to be a rich man who wants to blend into the upper class. Such people have huge daily expenses."
"Yes, it is huge," Leonard nodded in agreement, "Eighty percent of my income comes from these people."
This is true, because Leonard often goes to high society and wealthy circles to take private jobs besides his work at Red Gloves.
In Backlandry, there are a lot of wealthy businessmen and nobles who have no knowledge of the extraordinary world, but they are rich. These people are always scared out of their wits by some harmless or minimally harmful extraordinary events.
Due to their ignorance, these people are willing to spend far more money than the reasonable pricing of the incident to solve these problems, and Leonard saw this market gap and made a profit from the difference.
In the process, Leonard also basically understood
It shows how outrageous those people's daily expenses are.
"Forget it, the old man didn't say anything anyway.
"I don't think it's anything important." Leonard shrugged.
"I'm going to get busy now," Daley waved her hand.
Walking towards the stairs, "There are so many things going on recently.
"
"That demon is causing trouble again."
The triangular spike collided with the magma sword.
As both sides exerted their strength, it collapsed again.
The sword is pulled back, and Bess makes a left foot move.
With a kick, a sword came down and slashed at the enemy who was waving his sword to block.
Xio held his sword horizontally to block the blow, but was forced backwards by the force.
He took a step forward and slashed diagonally, and the magma sword hit the triangular spike again, forcing the enemy in front of him to retreat again.
Red and pale cold light flickered continuously, and the sword blades collided continuously in the sulfur and fire.
A sweeping blow cut through the sky and slashed towards Xio's side.
She held the sword in her backhand and tried her best to block, but she was ultimately outclassed by the demon and was swept half a circle, swinging behind the demon.
She fell to the ground, leaving a scratch
He barely managed to stabilize his body. When he was about to retreat, a black shadow came over and the lava sword suddenly slashed
The ground was cracked, and the hot magma instantly burst out.
Burnt the foundation stones of the road.
دbackward turn, her upper body facing the ground, a dark blue light approached, followed by sulfur fireballs.
Supporting herself with her left hand and exerting force sideways, she moved her body to the side and avoided the deadly fireball.
The dark shadow pressed forward again.
The huge demon suddenly swung down its giant sword and smashed towards Xio, pressing her directly to the ground. The blazing giant sword pressed down the three-edged spike and cut off her head.
Xio placed his left hand against the back of the sword, raised his feet, and stepped on the back of the sword. He exerted force with his whole body, forcibly swinging the lava sword away. He took advantage of the situation and leaped up, kicking the back of the demon's hand, then took a step forward and passed over the demon's profile.
The chop is complete.
The three-edged spear in his right hand slashed in a perfect arc, blood flowed across the tip of the sword, and the scarlet liquid connected to the demon's left eye.
Xiu fell to the ground, spun around, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he turned into an invisible sword and stabbed straight forward.
Beth's head felt like it was struck by lightning, and the severe pain made it difficult for him to control his body for a moment.
And Xio's figure came straight towards him, and the three-edged spear pierced his neck.
At this critical moment, he was freed from demonization.
The thorn missed the target and only tore the side of Beth's neck, not the carotid artery.
Xio also fell to the ground in front of him, turned around, and stared at him with an unpleasant look.
"Not bad, Miss Hugh," he chuckled.
He smiled, looking at her with the empty eyeball where his left eye was missing. "You have fought many times during this period, and you have become stronger each time. It seems that you are gradually digesting the [Judge] potion and constantly strengthening yourself."
"However, it's not enough."
The flesh squirmed, and his left eye and the side of his neck were instantly covered with flesh and blood.
"You can't kill me with your Sequence 7 power alone. Look, you couldn't even force me to use [Filthy Words]."
"That's enough," Xio said. "MI9 has heard what's going on here and will be here soon."
"Of course they will come, after all, you disappeared from their sight." Beth laughed, "After all, once you are out of their protection, I will attack you. You know this, and you are using this as an excuse to try to kill me."
"Of course I'll come, I saw it a long time ago
You don't want to kill me, otherwise you wouldn't have to fight me, you could just use [Filthy Words] to kill me," Xio said, "Can I know the reason?"
"Because keeping you alive allows me to let go
"Relaxation." Bess's figure turned into a pool of shadows, "This [relaxation] is precious."
"In all sequences of [criminal] pathway
In the "Devil" sequence, only can you enjoy the feeling of "soothing" and "relaxing" in the role-playing. "
"I don't want to lose the only chance in my life to relax."
After saying this, he disappeared in front of Xio.
It was at this time that personnel from MI9 arrived at the scene.
"Relax?" Xio repeated doubtfully.
Second, "How can I relax? How can I relax?"
"This demon seems to be different from the one recorded in the files provided by MI9.
ah?"
"What did you say?"
Inside the Intis Embassy, Ambassador Kneo turned to look at his deputy.
"The Church of Evernight is looking for Gehrman Sparrow?" he repeated. "Really?"
"Really, Mr. Ambassador," his deputy nodded several times, "The people of the Church of Evernight are searching frantically."
"Interesting, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity," Kneo turned his head and looked out the window, "Next Saturday, we will raise the embassy's defense level as high as possible."
"Mr. Ambassador, why do you suddenly increase the embassy's defense level?" his assistant asked in surprise.
"Next Saturday night, I will hold a banquet in this room." Kneo looked at his deputy.
Hand, "Feast for Gehrman Sparrow."
د"If he dares to come, then I dare to receive him."
"But... this is too risky!!"
The voice was filled with fear, "He has too many enemies! And they are of very high status! What if something unexpected happens?"
"Am I a cautious fortuneteller?"
"No," the deputy immediately denied, "but
"Am I one of those half-and-half-woman [witch] prostitutes?"
"No, but..."
"Am I one of those sissies who jumps back and forth between being a witch and a hunter?"
"No, absolutely not, but..."
"Listen to me, I am a Hunter!!" Kneo puffed out his chest, "I am a Hunter bathed in steel and blood!!"
"My conspiracy is war! There is no war without risk! There is no battlefield without risking one's life!!" He glared at his deputy, causing the deputy's back to feel cold.
At this moment, even the Sequence 5 courage that the [Sun] Path brought him disappeared under this gaze.
"We are planning a big event. Even if we have an infinitely careful plan and an infinitely sufficient backup plan, it is still not enough. No matter how sophisticated the plan is, it will never keep up with changes."
"Tell me, Deputy," his eyes were filled with red fire, and he asked provocative questions, "Are you a tuberculosis? Did the Church of the Eternal Sun teach you cowardice?"
"No! Never!" the deputy said firmly, "The sun will never be cowardly!!"
"Okay, let's do it!" Kneo sat down in his seat, "I'm going to host a banquet for Herman Sparrow in front of this chair and table!"
"If he dares to come, I dare to receive him!!"Chapter 120 Four Questions
"Caron's murder, Conservative Baron Sinderus, 3% of Coim's shares
Klein stood on his balcony, looking out the window at the quiet Böklund Street.
"Why does he have to get these shares? For a wealthy banker like him, this is just an investment. If it works, then it works. If it doesn't, then it's best to stop in time. Why does he have to keep pestering me?"
"It seems that someone is forcing Baron Sinderus to do this? And someone is using this as an excuse to set a trap, using Kalona's 3% stake as bait, setting a trap in the hope of achieving some purpose?"
"Environmental protection…New Party…Conservative Party…Bankers…Takeover…Frame-up…"
After a long time, Klein opened his eyes and uttered two words.
"Change, the general trend."
"Could it be that organization? That ancient organization whose name cannot be mentioned?"
"Things are getting more and more interesting." After saying that, Klein looked at the magic mirror beside him, "Arrodes, what do you think?"
"Great, supreme master," blurry words appeared on Arrodes's surface, "Excuse me, there is an eavesdropper eavesdropping on our conversation."
"Don't worry about it," Klein lowered his voice to ensure that the two bodyguards next door wouldn't hear his instructions. "You and I just need to change our communication style."
"Put away all the honorifics later," Klein whispered, "and treat me the same way you treat Ikanser Bernard."
"As you command, great master," the magic mirror flashed this blurry text, so blurry that only Klein could see it clearly, "I will be careful about my words and actions."
"Ahem, then, [Omniscient Magic Mirror] Arrodes," Klein cleared his throat to indicate the formality of his next speech, "I want answers to three questions."
"The first question is, is there any sign of a changing trend behind the false accusations I have suffered?"
"Yes." Arrodes responded with great acting skills, "According to the principle of equivalent exchange, you need to answer one of my questions."
Klein raised his eyebrows at Arrodes, hinting that he should not ask anything too provocative.
"Do you dream about the past that can't be retrieved?
Go?" Arrodes undoubtedly understood Klein's hint, and the words he asked the question were not even red like blood.
"Yes." Klein answered without hesitation, "But I'm trying my best to make up for the past."
"Very honest." Arrodes replied.
"Second question," Klein continued, "If the Backlund Great Smog also conforms to the trend of the times and the direction of history, then in what aspect does it conform?"
"This question itself is a pseudo-proposition," Arrodes continued, "but the definition of [pseudo-proposition] just fits your question, and it can also be called an answer."
"According to the principle of equivalent exchange, you need
Answer one of my questions." Arrodes continued, "When you dream about the past that can't be retrieved, who is the protagonist?"
"Good question." Klein closed his eyes and said, "There are a lot of people.
"Parents and friends in previous lives, brothers and sisters in this life
Family, or deceased friends and colleagues."
"But there is another person besides them."
"Ince Zangwill, the rebellious archbishop of the Church of Evernight," Klein said as he opened his eyes. "I always dream of the moment when I kill him in revenge."
"Very impressive," Arrodes commented, "and very honest."
"The third question," Klein continued, "is, what trend of the times does that organization that must not be named hope for?"
"War." Arrodes said without hesitation, "A huge war that can sweep the entire world, enough to engulf everything in this world in an absolute war."
"In this war, mortals will die, not
Mortals will die, semi-sacred beings will die, angels and holy spirits will die, and perhaps even gods will die."
"Is this a prophecy?" Klein frowned.
Head, "A prophecy that can be overturned?"Menus "No, this is the future." Arrodes denied Klein's statement, "At least, it is the future that He talked about."
In the next room, Hugh and Fowles were horrified when they heard this.
"Is that magic mirror serious?" Fors' eyes widened. "Is this really something we can touch?"
"I thought my recent fight with that demon was scary enough," Xio swallowed hard, "I didn't expect Dwayne Dantes to be even more outrageous!!"
Recently, Xio has been struggling with the devil and has moved out alone without meeting with Foers, but she still takes on small tasks to earn extra money.
Anyway, MI9 will protect her secretly, so there is no need to worry about the devil's sudden attack or anything.
But she didn't expect to encounter such an exciting thing.
While she was thinking, Klein left the room, walked down the stairs, and went to the bathroom, intending to deal with the negative effects of the Deathstroke pistol.
The moment Klein's figure disappeared at the stairs, Xio grabbed Fores.
"Open a door in the wall," Xio said anxiously, even using the authority of an arbitrator, "Hurry up!!"
"Ah......" Fors seemed a little frightened, "Well...well..."
After that, a door opened from the wall, and Xio grabbed Fowles and pulled her into Dwayne Dantes' room.
"What are you doing?!" Fores finally reacted and pulled away Xio's hand. "Are you crazy? Dwayne Dantès might be a very powerful Beyonder! We might even lose our lives if we break in like this!!"
"Yes, it is true..." Xio didn't hear what Fowles said at all, "It is still here."
"[All-Knowing Magic Mirror]..................is called Arrodes, right?!" She looked at Arrodes who had not left yet, "Wake up, Magic Mirror, wake up!! I have a question for you!!"
"You have disturbed the great Arrodes,"
Rhodes' dimmed mirror lit up again. "According to the principle of equivalent exchange, I will answer your questions, and you will be questioned most harshly."
"My question is, "Xiu said without hesitation, "What was the real reason for the death of the former head of the palace guards, Mason Dill, of Rune?
What?"
"He discovered the secret of King George III of Loen and tried to inform the three major churches but failed and was executed on the spot." Arrodes responded.
"According to the principle of equivalent exchange, you must answer one of my questions honestly, otherwise you will be punished."
"Do you have an Oedipus complex towards your father, Mason Dill?"
Xio was about to answer this question casually and ask the next question as quickly as possible, but she choked on her answer as soon as it reached her lips.
What the hell is this problem?!
In an instant, Xio's face became like a ripe red apple and began to feel hot.
Fors looked at Hugh and opened his mouth, as if he was meeting her for the first time.
In shame and anger, Xio's face turned red and white, and he didn't know what to say.
But time waits for no one, and the sound of Klein's footsteps coming up the stairs can be heard.
"In a broad sense, Xiu finally squeezed out a sentence from his mouth, "A little girl will always admire her tall father and always fantasize that her prince charming will be very similar to her father."
"But children always can't tell the difference between things that are too similar, so when I was a child, the image of the prince in my mind involuntarily overlapped with the image of my father."
"If this is used as an argument, it is reasonable to say that I have an Oedipus complex," Hugh said, "but I don't have an Oedipus complex in the narrow sense, nor do I have any unethical fantasies about him."
"Perfect debate," Arrodes replied
Dao, "Perfectly explains the Oedipus complex and its corresponding
The unity and opposition between longing and fantasy fully distinguish the emotional gray area between [love] and [worship]. "
Before Hugh had finished listening, he pulled Fores against the wall, and Fores instinctively [opened the door] to avoid the collision.bump!"
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Klein pushed open the door and walked into the empty room, looking around in confusion.
"Did I miss something?" he asked, somewhat puzzled.
"You missed my latest insight, Master," Arrodes replied, "I just figured out the difference between similarity love and attachment love."
"Uh…" Klein blinked. "Wish you…happy thinking? You can go back first."
Soon, Arrodes disappeared.
"Why do I always feel like I'm missing something?" Klein muttered to himself.
But his problem will never be resolved.Chapter 121: Foolishness
Just as Klein was thinking about what he had done wrong, he heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Walter? Is that you?" Klein changed his expression. "What's going on? Baron Sinderas is visiting again?"
"No," Butler Walter shook his head, "It was Senator Macht who came to visit."
"Senator Macht?" Klein tilted his head. "Did he say why he came to visit me?"
"Yes," Walter's tone also had a hint of weirdness, "In fact, he heard that you were taken away by the police, so he came here to find out the situation."
"You're really well-informed," Klein said with emotion. "Prepare some tea. We need to entertain Senator Macht."
The exquisite teacup was picked up, and Congressman Macht took a sip of tea and put it down.
"I've always liked the pattern on this teacup," Senator Macht said as he looked at the teacup. "It has a very southern continental style."
"This is all thanks to the previous owner of this house." Klein smiled and brought a cup of tea. "Perhaps he is a fan of the culture of the Southern Continent?"
"Haha, that's rare.
Ah..................." Senator Macht laughed. "Speaking of the Southern Continent, what do you think about that matter?"
Klein smiled and pretended to be thinking.
To be honest, Klein didn't like the word "colonization" and didn't have a favorable impression of the act of "colonization". He couldn't understand why Roselle, who was from the same country, wanted to start such a colonial era.
Perhaps Roselle had his own considerations. Perhaps Roselle's judgment on the future direction of the world was different from his own. Klein didn't know and didn't want to know. Anyway, he didn't want to get involved in these things.
But now, he wants to get involved in the arms business, dumping arms to the southern continent, deepening the suffering and war there.
Klein knew that he could sell these weapons to the rebels there and help the people there overthrow the colonization of the northern continent countries, but behind this was just another game between Loen and Intis.
As Intis's rule over West Balam weakened, Loen's erosion of West Balam increased. In the end, it was just a matter of new colonizers replacing old colonizers.
"Is there any point in all this?" Klein asked himself. "A rebellion that is doomed to fail?"
"Perhaps I should not provide them with weapons, but help them in a more peaceful way?" Klein pondered. For example, strike? March? Negotiation?"
'Perhaps this is indeed the best solution. Gods need anchors and believers. If the people of the southern continent are willing to convert, their living conditions will definitely improve.
This is the best way, the optimal way, the fastest, most feasible and least fanciful way.
This is the obvious choice.
And Klein made an undoubted choice.
"It's already been decided," Klein said with a smile, "The answer is obvious."
"I will sell weapons to the rebels in the southern continent to help them break free from the domination of the Intis colonists."
Klein couldn't help but blink when he said this. He couldn't believe his own choice. But even though he was surprised, he didn't feel the slightest regret.
Perhaps his choice at this moment would not interfere with the overall situation of the Southern Continent, but the moment he made the choice, he inevitably fixed his sights on a more difficult, longer, and bloodier road.
That is a road that is perhaps doomed to failure, because supernatural powers cannot be shaken by guns and artillery; that is a road that is doomed to rebellion, because the gods who transcend the mortal world really live in the starry sky.
It is unreasonable to fight against such an existence.
"When do I ship it?" Klein asked
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