Part 4 The Undead Chapter 205 – A Few Days Later
The Empress of Doom and Fear …… Isn’t this the Goddess? Also, the doom contains bad luck, is part of the fate, the goddess has the corresponding authority, naturally can respond …… Will Onsettin to give this advice, does not mean that, in the eyes of k, I have always been suspected of the darkness of the night’s dependents and I do not realize, and the last time to answer the question of how to get the “diviner” way high sequence magic potion formula …… After the incident of St. Samuel’s Church, k should be more sure of it The same as the last answer to the question of how to get the formula for the “Diviner” pathway high sequence magic potion …… After the incident at St. Samuel’s Church, K should be more certain …… Klein was stunned at first, and then suddenly realized.
He said as if talking to himself:
”If it’s a prayer to the goddess, then no matter how I pick the symbols, the effect of the final product should be skewed towards the realm of doom.”
”This is common sense!” The little baby wrapped in silver silk yelled.
Receiving the confirmation, Klein was a little more certain in his heart and turned to laugh:
”Well …… are you still called Will Onsettin?”
He was curious if the other would change his name after birth.
”You can continue to think so if you like, but my full name has changed to Will Kress.” The little baby replied without a care in the world.
Klein thought for a moment and tentatively asked again:
”If I want to deal with the holder of ‘0-08’, what would you suggest?
”I’m not looking for information on ‘0-08’, I was just hoping to know if you had any suggestions.”
The fleshy baby just looked at him like that, its mouth suddenly grinning as it let out a loud cry:
”Woah!”
…… The corner of Klein’s mouth twitched slightly, and seeing that the maid was about to wake up, he took a few steps back and disappeared into the room, taking the two secret puppets with him.
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Rothschild sea, docked in the private harbor of Bayam Resistance “Future”.
The “General above the Stars”, who was holding a ceremony, saw a drop of silver blood flying out of the illusory gate formed by candlelight.
She only glanced at it for a moment before closing her eyes, even though she was already wearing heavy glasses.
At that moment, it was as if one transcendent and mysterious round wheel after another was turning within her mind, connecting into a giant silver serpent with its head and tail.
It made her repeat the thought she had just had, and she thanked Mr. Fool twelve times in succession before she returned to normal.
”It’s really the blood of a mythical creature from the realm of ‘Destiny’, and the level is higher than that of an ordinary angel …… ” Gadelia happily ended the ceremony, took out a vessel that had already been prepared, and put the drop of silver blood into it. The drop of silver blood was put into it.
From the “Queen of Mysteries”, she had learned about the “Monster”, and from Mr. Fool, she had learned about the “Angel of Destiny”, Urolius. From Mr. Fool, she knew about the existence of the “Angel of Destiny”, Urolius, and soon had a guess about the owner of this drop of blood:
”Maybe it’s the one from the School of Life, or maybe there are other Sequence 1 Angels …… In any case, the number of Angels that Mr. Fool can use in the real world is at least two, plus that hard to determine ‘Ancient Evil Thing’. ‘Ancient Evil Thing’, except for the poor seal, the power of those who believe in Mr. ‘Fool’ is enough to rival that of the Church of the Righteous God, and even the Elemental Dawn and the Mosaic Ascetic Order can’t reach this level… …
”Worthy of being a revived Ancient God.”
Growing more and more in awe, Gadelia sucked in her breath and turned to think about her own affairs.
Her other preparations were going well, and if there were no accidents, she would be able to attempt to advance to Sequence 4 and gain divinity in another month or so!
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The high sky was dark and dreary, with silver-white lightning streaking by from time to time, illuminating the barren and dead plains and the winding, waterless river.
In the center of the plain, where the river circled halfway around, the black silhouette was shadowed and layered, just like a lifeless city.
After days of trekking, the exploration team led by Colin Iliad, the chief of Silver City’s “Council of Six” and “Demon Hunter”, finally arrived at the destination, North City.
The number of this team is not large, in addition to Colin, there are only four team members, respectively, the “Council of Six” elder, “Shepherd” Lovia, two Sequence 5 “Guardian”, Rigel and Gunarune, as well as Sequence 5 “Guardian”. Lovia the Shepherd, two Sequence 5 Guardians, Riggs and Gunnar Lunn, and Sequence 6 Notary Public, Derek Berg, the overall strength of the team can be said to be no weaker than the complete team of explorers, or even a lot stronger.
According to Colin Iliad’s statement, this is because there are many monsters in the city of Nos, very dangerous, “shapeshifters” are good at disguise, like to use trust, so the exploration team is better than too many people, and since there are fewer people, the strength of the configuration is undoubtedly higher.
Looking ahead at the city, which was filled with a light fog and could not even be illuminated by lightning, Colin “Demon Hunter” took down the two straight swords on his back, and without any panic or fuss, he applied silver-gray ointment to one of them, and poured a golden liquid on the other one.
He whirled around and thrust both straight swords in front of him, removed three metal vials from a hidden compartment in his belt at his waist, uncorked them, and gulped down the potions inside.
Meanwhile, Rigel and Gunarune made their respective preparations for battle, while Derek Burger, with one hand on his hammer and the other open, said in a solemn, serious whisper in the Giant’s tongue:
”God says, effective!”
Wordlessly, Colin Iliad and the others only felt that the potion they had just drunk, the morning glory they had created, and the ointment they had applied had all become a few points stronger at once.
Immediately afterward, an aura containing warmth swept away, bringing courage and strength to the entire exploration team.
After Derek used his Sacred Oath to increase his agility, Colin glanced at Lovia, who was carrying an animal-skin lantern and watching calmly, turned his head and pointed to the outskirts of the city of Nos a dozen or so meters away, and said to the older boy, who had grown a little bit taller:
”Use your ability to illuminate the street in front of you.”
After saying that, he looked around and added:
”Once you enter Nos City, you must never separate.
”I’ve already introduced you to the specifics of the more active monsters from the depths of darkness inside a few days ago, so you should know very well that such behavior as separating will definitely be exploited by the ‘Shapeshifters’.”
Gunnarune, a clean-looking female warrior who stood at two meters and four and a half tall, sniffed thoughtfully and said:
”Then can’t we also utilize this and hunt the ‘shapeshifters’ in turn?”
”It’s best not to do that, the level of danger is just too high, and it’s easy to accidentally kill your teammates or get lost in Nos City forever.” Colin Iliad, with his white, messy hair, solemnly cautioned.
Derek looked ahead at the dead silent city shrouded in a faint mist with not a single sound coming out, and subconsciously asked:
”Your Chief Excellency, did this city once belong to the ‘Giant Royal Court’ as well?”
”Yes, however, it was very close to the kingdom ruled by another ancient god.” “Demon Hunter” Colin answered patiently.
Rigel, who carried two iron and black clubs and also reached a height of over two meters forty, pursued with slight curiosity:
”Which ancient god is it?”
”The King of Demon Wolves, the ‘Destroyer’, Fregla.”
This way ah …… Derek memorized the chief’s introduction, stepped forward and extended his arms.
Pure brilliant sunlight burst out of him steeply, illuminating buildings that were either collapsed or decayed, streets paved with gray stone slabs, and the edge of the city that was quiet to the extreme.
Above the streets, a silhouette appeared in the eyes of Derek and the others, some wearing linen-like robes, some wearing animal skin clothes, as if they were coming and going busily.
Feeling the sunlight’s illumination, they turned their heads at the same time without making a sound at all, and looked at the Silver City Exploration Team in unison.
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At night, the cries of crows or other birds came out from time to time from Banshi Harbor, setting off the entire ruin more and more eerie and dead, even the sound of the waves couldn’t wash away this feeling.
As the “Storm Lord” believers, as the “Blue Avenger” crew, sailors are not small, especially the thought of the collapsed building may also be buried in the gold and other valuable things, but also the heart is hot, not a little bit of fear, as soon as they arrived here, they are have disembarked from the ship, two or three people in a group to start the search.
Alger did not join them, and walked among the ruins, looking for traces of the destruction of Bansi Harbor.
As he walked, wearing the “Spirit Whip” ring on his hand and the “Poison Blade” on his waist, he came to a collapsed building with walls torn apart and only a few pieces of charred wood left in the front door.
”If I remember correctly, this should have been the telegraph office of Banshee Harbor ……” Alger nodded his head with a small amplitude and leaned over to examine it briefly.
He then saw a blanker area amongst the broken wood and stone, the surface of the ground scorched black and imprinted with two blood-red shadows, as if two men had once lain there who had been crushed alive into a pulp.
And it was clear that so much time had passed that the two blood reds were still vivid and seemed to have some life left in them.
The corner of Alger’s forehead jumped a little, feeling that he could vaguely imagine the evil of Banshee Harbor before it was destroyed.
During a sweep of his gaze, he suddenly saw that next to those two blood-colored shadows, where the moonlight could hardly reach, there was a picture painted and engraved on the remnant wall.
The drawing was very simple, not even colored, the main body was a monster wearing armor, with an octopus head, holding a trident, it also had lightning wrapped around its body, its feet stepped on waves, and behind its back was a cloak made of bird feathers!
Alger’s pupils dilated violently, and wild winds and waves instantly surged in his heart.
He recognized what the monster in the picture represented, because “The Sun” had shown it before:
This was the “Redemption Rose” distortion of the image of the “Lord of Storms”!
The appearance of this picture also meant that some members of the Redeeming Rose had come to Banshee Harbor, and it was after the building collapsed, or else the mural could not have been left undamaged, and it just happened to cover an unusually mutilated wall!
”This should be the trace that ‘The World’ asked me to look for in Bansi Harbor… …… He’s tracking down the ‘Redeeming Rose’ as a hidden organization? ” Alger muttered to himself wordlessly and raised his right hand.
He had intended to just destroy the picture, but after thinking about it, he withdrew his arm and walked around the ruins of the former Banshee Harbor Telegraph Office, walking towards something else as if he had found nothing.