Part 4 The Undead Chapter 209 – Logical Development
After seeing the middle-aged man dressed as a priest, Anderson was first stunned for a second, and then felt that a certain shackle within his mind had collapsed, and countless fragments of memories broke through the invisible barrier and came rushing out, just as if a long-suppressed emotion had finally exploded.
He remembered what had happened in the previous two months, and what the demigod’s mission was!
Back in Bayam, after meeting with that demigod in his mind, he had followed the other party, left the Rothschild Islands, and traveled by boat to a hidden place.
There he met the priest beside him, and was placed in an ancient coffin, lying in a liquid made of extraordinary materials and strange plasma, and allowed them to penetrate him little by little.
After more than a month of erosion, a crimson “chrysalis” was formed inside him, and then he was “locked” in the memory of this period of time, and sent to Sibirang, and planted the psychological implication that he could not leave until his memory was restored.
In other words, the task given to him by the demigod had not been completed, but was being carried out, and the previous was just a pre-preparation!
One by one, Anderson found himself playing the harmonica on the street, checking into the hotel with Daniz, seeking the “Knowledge of Languages” spell from the Church of Knowledge missionaries, and coming to Uttar Pradesh, and throughout the entire process up to the present day, he was accompanied by this warm and innocent-looking priest.
He sat at the next table at meals, slept in the room next to him when he checked in, walked side by side along the street, and watched gently from across the room when he played the harmonium and performed hand puppet shows!
And all of this, Anderson was completely oblivious to then, to Danitz next to him, to everyone else around him, as if he had never seen the priest before!
The coldness from the bottom of his heart rose up from his tailbone and shot through Anderson’s mind, making him feel insane and out of control just thinking about what he’d been through.
Danez, who had pulled away from Anderson for a while, looked at Ince Zangwill in his black clergy robes, then at the simple priest who was praying with his eyes closed, and hastily lowered his head, chanting in a whisper in the ancient Hermetic language:
”Fools not of this age;
”The mysterious lord above the gray mist;
”The yellow and black king who reigns over good fortune. ……”
Many days ago, he had received an oracle from Mr. Fool, telling him to pretend to run errands, but actually hide around Anderson and pray when things got out of hand.
Although he didn’t know what was going to happen or who he was going to encounter, Danez, who had always valued life, decided to do as he was told, even if the anomalies were probably just him overthinking things!
To that end, he purposely put on the gloves made of the extraordinary properties left behind by Grosel again, making sure that he didn’t waste a single moment in similar scenarios by doing before thinking!
At this time, Ince Zangwill’s pace stopped, and the priest in his simple white robes and silver cross pendant was simultaneously reflected within his eyes that were either deep blue and nearly black or crawling with veins.
Within his mind, an irritated voice came out of his mouth:
”Adam!”
Son of the Creator, King of the Angels, Adam!
Before Ince Zangwill’s words had left his mouth, the eyes of the simple priest across from him opened, their light-colored pupils having been tinted with pure gold.
In a flash, a pillar of pitch-black stone towered up around them, holding up a magnificent and enormous church.
In this church, the surface of every pillar, every arch coupon, and every dome was inlaid with the bones of different races, which were densely packed, gazing at Ince Zangwill with different eye holes, clustering around a cross that was hundreds of meters in length.
In front of the cross, a blurry figure stood there, as if looking at everything with pity.
This was a necropolis church, a necropolis church that was full of holy meanings without being at all eerie!
On the walls, windows, and doors of the church, a transparent and distorted face protruded, as if uncountable souls had been sealed inside, so that the extraordinary could no longer feel the existence of the spiritual and astral realms!
And the square from before, the passersby from before, were all gone, ostracized from this sudden appearance of a necropolis church.
The classical quill in Innes Zangwill’s hand had long since flown up, and at great speed he wrote on his black clergy robes:
”Anderson Hood is a friend of Germaine Sparrow and has received the attention of Urolius, and based on certain unknown factors, it is logical for Urolius to descend here at this point in time!”
No sooner had the quill typed that exclamation point than light after light shone through the stained glass windows high above the Church of the Corpse, transforming into a single, illusory cascade of pure feathers.
Beneath the feathered wings’ coverage, a figure with long silver hair was outlined in the form of a half-kneeling prayer, and with it, stood up straight.
Wearing a simple linen robe, with a beautiful face and soft features, he was the King of Angels, the “Tail Swallower”, Urolius!
Urolius’ indifferent eyes were briefly unfocused, and immediately reflected the image of the warm priest.
In the pupils of K, under K’s feet, and in the feathers of light cascading down K’s back, a single transcendent and mysterious wheel emerged, merging into a long river of illusory flow, and joining together like a snake’s head and tail.
The necropolis church all at once regressed back to the way it was when it first loomed out of the pitch-black stone pillars, and the surrounding plaza loomed large.
Seizing this opportunity, Urolius was about to fly out of the place, and Ince Zangwill did not hesitate to make the various colors around him intensify and superimpose themselves on each other.
As the Night’s Watchman was about to enter the spirit world, he suddenly saw a hundred-meter cross fall from a high place.
This cross was heavily inserted in the center of the unformed church of bones, and the blurred figure carrying it lifted its head immediately after.
Endless light erupted out, engulfing Urolius and the quill-wielding Ince Zangwill.
The necropolis church filled with the bones of different races and countless twisted souls took shape once again.
……
At the time he heard the illusory cascading prayers, Krynn was in his hotel room, thinking about daily chores and doing his boring spiel.
He stood up violently and went straight to the window, looking at that square not far away.
In the square, people were coming and going, the fountain was up, the music was echoing, everything was so normal, even with a little bit of leisure, in which, what was not so coordinated was that Anderson was kneeling on one knee with a stiff expression, while Daniz was praying with his eyes closed with fear and trembling.
Kline did not think much, according to the plan made on the gray fog, maneuvered more than a hundred meters away from the “winner” Enzo, entered the telegraph office – he gave orders to Danitz, live near the telegraph office!
At the same time, he took out his adventurer’s harmonica, brought it to his mouth and played it.
Carrying four blonde, red-eyed heads, Renate Tignicole stepped out into the void, and all eight eyes turned simultaneously to the square position.
”To Leonard Mitchell, he shouldn’t have left his previous sensing range yet.” Klein took out a letter and a gold coin that he had prepared long ago and handed it to the messenger lady.
He now spoke and acted as if he was a secret puppet, only following predetermined orders to do so, and if he couldn’t help but think of something, he would immediately meditate or divert his attention.
This is what he learned from Will Onsettin’s crying to deal with “0-08” – to put the thinking part above the gray fog, and when he gets to the real world, he will only act according to the predetermined orders!
In one of the prayers of Daniz, Klein, with the help of the “picture”, paid attention to Anderson in the same area, and realized that there was always a priest beside him, who seemed strange and familiar.
Associated with the secret relationship between the Psychological Alchemy Society and the Dusky Hermit Society, and linked to a piece of content in Emperor Rossel’s diary, Klein instantly realized something, and became certain about what he was going to do next:
The master of the Dusk Hermits, the son of the Creator, the “Imaginary Angel” Adam, wanted to take over “0-08”!
This also means that Ince Zangwill is likely to come over, with Anderson as his target!
Then, Klein redrafted his plan on the gray mist, pretended not to notice anything, and continued his “reality puppet” status.
One of Renette Tignicole’s heads bit the letter, and her eight eyes looked deeply at Klein for two seconds.
Klein nodded his head imperceptibly, and without speaking, watched the messenger girl return to the spirit world.
Inside the telegraph office in Kukwa, Enzo “The Winner” handed the staff all the messages, addresses, and Firkin that had been written long ago, and urged them to send the message immediately.
”West Byron, Uttar Pradesh, Kukwa City, Ince Zangwill appears.”
As the waves flew by, this message was delivered to the major strongholds of the Black Night Church in West Byron and East Byron.
……
East Byron.
”How come you always move around the area around the church and don’t go further afield to investigate?” Daley casually asked Leonard.
Leonard thought about it and said frankly and solemnly:
”Waiting for news.”
Daley nodded thoughtfully, not bothering to ask more questions.
She became silent, no longer cracking jokes at Leonard’s expense, and seemed to follow suit as she waited.
Suddenly, Leonard was struck by inspiration and looked sideways to his left.
And as the “janitor” Daley had already cast her eyes to that place.
A letter appeared at some point, floating down to the bottom of the gas lamp.
Leonard did not care to avoid Daley, busy stooping down to pick up the letter, quickly opened it.
The content of the letter was simple, only one line of words:
”West Byron, Uttar Pradesh, Kukwa City, Resurrection Square, coordinates ……”
Leonard’s expression froze for a moment, and he turned his head to Dai Li:
”Ma’am, please help me cover my tracks.”
As he spoke, the glove on his left palm became transparent, while his right hand was inserted into his coat pocket, holding the “Luck Stealer” spell.
Daly was silent for a second, and said very gravely:
”Take me with you.
”You at least fought in the first place, and I didn’t get to do anything.”
Leonard’s expression changed in succession, his mouth slightly opened, and finally he said nothing and grabbed Dai Li’s shoulder.
The two of them then disappeared to the side of the less traveled street.
……
After seeing the messenger lady leave and confirming that at least one telegram had been sent out, Klein immediately took four steps backward and entered the gray fog.
He sat in the high-backed chair of the Fool, and beckoned for the Tyrant’s Card, the Neptune’s Scepter, and a silver-gray talisman to fly over at the same time.
In a flash, he was wearing a triple crown, a papal robe, and a white bone scepter.
In a cluster of silver-white lightning leaps, Klein spread his spirituality towards the point of light that corresponded to Daniz.