Part 4 The Undead Chapter 3 Re-exploration

Release Date: 2024-06-26 10:54:20
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  Sharon said after two seconds of silence:

  ”I’ll ask for you.”

  Does that mean you have to think about it? Yes, the negative effect of “Lucky Balance” really makes people hesitate, but “Biotoxin Bottle” and “Spiteful Soul” really go well together, if I wasn’t short of money and carrying it around would make my body worse and worse, I wouldn’t want to sell it. If not for the lack of money and the fact that carrying it around with you will make your body worse and infect you with diseases, I wouldn’t be able to sell it, and it will be quite useful in an ambush! Klein vaguely grasped Sharon’s meaning and tucked the silver necklace with the ancient coins hanging from it back inside his collar.

  He asked with deliberation:

  ”The ability to make every inanimate thing around you attack a target is a high sequence of ‘prisoner’ pathways?”

  ”Puppets.” Sharon returned the word succinctly.

  Sequence 4 “Puppet” ability? Turning yourself into an “inanimate” puppet so you can manipulate all inanimate objects within a certain range? If you go up to the next level, will you be able to directly affect your enemy’s magical items? Klein nodded in realization and asked:

  ”Then do you know such a demigod?”

  He followed up with a detailed description of the appearance of the old man who had attacked him outside Bayam City.

  ”Jax.” Sharon calmly uttered a name.

  Actually, I was hoping that you would introduce more relevant information …… Klein knew Ms. Sharon’s style and said with a helpless smile:

  ”Then do you know Zatwin?”

  This was the mentor of the leader of the Celestial Cult on Olavi Island.

  ”The demigod who hunts us.” Sharon answered like a mannequin, with little emotion and nothing to hide.

  The same one that made me feel for the first time that chairs, tables, and curtains wanted to kill me …… What a coincidence …… However, it’s not an arrangement, it just means that there aren’t many bits of demigods in a hidden organization with a history of more than a thousand years like the Rose Sect …… It is estimated that it is similar to the Aurora Society, with the number of saints around five, and two to three angels plus level 0 seals …… Of course, this is because they have been suppressed by the seven churches for a long time, and their main camps have become colonies, and they must have been more than that when they were in full bloom …… Klein thought about it and asked again:

  ”Then do you know a member of the Rose School who made an entire mountain tremble with just one arm?”

  He wanted to describe the characteristics of that arm specifically, but realized that he didn’t dare to look directly at the other party at all.

  Sharon listened quietly, her eyes appearing to turn as if they were alive, her voice clear and cold as she spoke:

  ”What exactly happened to you?”

  A holy man, an angel, and the “Sea King”, Aurora Society demigods, and the monsters incidentally produced by the Spirit Order’s Artificial Death Program …… Klein silently laughed at himself and bitterly laughed:

  ”I messed with the ‘Mother Tree of Desire’ and encountered an ambush from the Rose School, fortunately, I was in Bayam at the time, and there were people from the Storm Church and the Kingdom’s military who stepped in, and I also threw out items contaminated by the ‘True Creator’s’ aura, things related to the Spirit Order, in short, the scene was chaotic, and I took the opportunity to escape.”

  He responded frankly, only omitting the presence of the messenger lady and Mr. Aztec, and as for the matter of the “real Creator”, he believed that Ms. Sharon had long since seen that he was not in fact affected by the ravings, which could be explained by the timely psychological intervention and psychiatric treatment.

  ”The ‘Mother Tree of Desire’……” Sharon whispered the name, a rare fluctuation of emotion creeping into her azure eyes.

  Klein didn’t have the ability to read the “audience”, so he couldn’t tell what Ms. Sharon’s exact mood was, but only vaguely felt that she was a little bit afraid and a little bit hateful.

  Ms. Sharon quickly restrained her abnormal reaction and turned back into an extremely delicate “mannequin”.

  She looked across at Sherlock Moriarty and said:

  ”You are very lucky and mysterious.”

  Klein smiled without lying or explaining.

  Without questioning, Sharon turned to her:

  ”The one you met is probably S’eua, k a ‘divine sin’ born nine hundred and twenty-two years ago, a child of the self-proclaimed ‘God of the Bound’, k is also the current leader of the Rose School.”

  No way, the Rose School directly sent out the chief and a demigod in order to deal with me …… I’m just a tiny Sequence 5 ah! If it wasn’t for “Orange Light” Hilarion’s reminder, I’m afraid that I would have already been captured by the Rose School …… Klein had another bout of afterthought and casually asked:

  ”‘Divine Sins’ is the name of Sequence 2 or Sequence 1 of the ‘Prisoner’ pathway?”

  ”Probably.” Sharon did not answer in the affirmative.

  At that point, without waiting for Klein to respond, she took the initiative:

  ”Williams Street was destroyed.”

  Klein, having speculated on how he should react when Ms. Sharon brought up the subject, immediately frowned:

  ”By whom? When?”

  ”‘Nightwatchman’ and ‘Mechanical Heart’, over two months ago.” Sharon had obviously gathered the appropriate intelligence.

  Klein nodded solemnly and said after a moment of contemplation:

  ”Perhaps we’ve all overlooked one thing, that evil spirit doesn’t necessarily need us to save it, it also controls Pound from the Baron!

  ”Could it be that something has gone wrong there with this gentleman that has drawn the attention of the ‘Night Watchers’ and the ‘Mechanical Heart’?” Klein was not at all vain as he spoke with speculations that had both truth and falsehood in them.

  Sharon nodded slightly:

  ”Pound from Baron died suddenly after an orgy.”

  That was taken care of? The last vestiges of Alistair Tudor’s bloodline severed? Klein thought for a moment:

  ”What’s the situation on Williams Street now?”

  ”Building some high rises.” Sharon described without expression, “Initially there were people monitoring it covertly, then less and less, and by the beginning of last month, there were none.”

  Klein said after a few seconds of silence:

  ”Have you been down there exploring?”

  Sharon’s eyes swept over his face and said:

  ”No.”

  Is this remembering the unwritten agreement between us: what we found together, we explored together? A lady of noble character, the “abstinence” side of the Rose School is many times better than the “indulgence” side! Klein asked tentatively:

  ”Shall we go now?”

  ”Yes.” Sharon expressed her attitude succinctly.

  Klein immediately instructed the driver in front of him to divert to Williams Street at the border of West End and Queens.

  Along the way, he casually talked about some maritime sightings and experiences that didn’t involve secrets, and although Sharon didn’t respond much, she listened attentively and seemed to be quite interested.

  This reminds Klein of the first time he met this bodyguard lady, she sat in the convex belly window glass in the illusion of high-backed chairs, right hand resting on the cheek, listening attentively to his own and Ian’s conversation, very “audience” potential.

  The carriage drove through quiet street after quiet street in the pattering rain, finally arriving near Williams Street.

  Klein and Sharon didn’t have to get close to realize that the area had been turned into a large construction site.

  After circling around to the back of the area corresponding to the underground ruins and standing under a large tree with dense foliage, Klein said to Sharon, who was obviously not holding an umbrella but had not gotten wet at all:

  ”Let’s go down from here.”

  The rain fell and snapped to the ground through Sharon’s pale blonde hair and body.

  ”Good.” Sharon didn’t ask what way Sherlock Moriarty was going to go down.

  Klein reached into his coat pocket, easily disengaging the psychic wall and opening the iron cigarette case.

  A silhouette suddenly appeared to his side, none other than “General Blood” Seignior in his dark red jacket and outdated tricorn hat.

  ”He’s going down instead of me.” Klein said with a smile.

  Immediately after that, he maneuvered his own puppet calmly.

  ”General of Blood” Seniol immediately pressed his hand to his chest and bowed to Sharon:

  ”Good evening, it is an honor to work with you.”

  Sharon swept a glance at Klein and Seniol and said nothing as her body flew down into the dirt.

  Uh, Ms. Sharon seems to hate Seignior quite a bit …… Klein sketched a smile, letting the “blood above the general’s” body quickly resentment, followed by sinking down.

  He himself was leaning against a tree, eyes half-closed, carefully controlling the puppet, surrounded by empty people, thin rain and dim streetlights.

  Vaguely, Klein found the feeling of “Master of the Secret Puppet”.

  His vision overlapped with that of Seignior’s, and he saw black and brown dirt, wriggling insects, and debris in the cracks of the stones.

  Penetrating layer after layer of obstacles, he and Sharon came to the area where the original underground ruins had existed, where the dome had collapsed, the stone pillars had been broken off, and the dirt had filled in, dotted with debris, and was completely devoid of its original appearance.

  Such a scene convinced Klein that the human statue of the Six Gods must have been completely destroyed.

  He was fortunate that the location of “himself” and Sharon was quite close to the room where the evil spirits were sealed, which meant that he didn’t have to worry about the golem’s range of movement exceeding the control limit of 100 meters in the subsequent exploration.

  In the smell of dirt and decay, Klein’s secret puppet and Sharon together quickly entered the previous room that was unusually dangerous, but between the masonry and dirt, only the few piles of white bones covered with decaying clothes had traces of being crushed, and the dark gold and deep blue rays of light that originally existed had all disappeared.

  ”The extraordinary characteristics have been taken by the ‘Night Watchers’ or the ‘Mechanical Heart’ …… “Seignior’s face twitched a little, perfectly reflecting Klein’s mood at the moment.

  Sharon turned in the deep darkness of the solid environment and shook her head softly:

  ”They didn’t send anyone in, and there’s no sign of a living thing having been here.”

  That’s right, if there is a living person in and out of this room within half a year, the “Grieving Spirit” should be able to sense it …… Moreover, those idols obviously can’t be used by the “Night Watchman” and the “Mechanical Heart”. “Mechanical heart” to see …… Then where did these extraordinary characteristics go? While Klein’s brows furrowed a little, Seignior had a similar reaction.

  Could it be that the evil spirit hadn’t been completely destroyed? Did it escape from here a long time ago? Klein was suddenly creeped out by the thought.

  Holding his emotions in check, he motioned for Seniol to follow Sharon through the dirt and debris-filled room to where the bloody door had originally stood, and where only a few pieces of debris proved that the target had ever existed.

  A few meters forward, the two actually entered the room where the evil spirit had been sealed.

  It was similarly destroyed and buried, and Klein, with the aid of Seniol’s body and eyes, looked around for clues as he wandered around.

  ”There should be a black high-backed chair here.” Sharon paused, pointing to a piece of broken wood pressed between two rocks.

  Klein was instantly reminded of an image he had seen in a dream – the young man suspected to be Medici sitting in a high-backed chair, his head slumped in a death-like manner.

  Without pausing, Sharon traveled to the side in the crush of dirt, looking for other signs, and suddenly she spoke again:

  ”There should be one here, too.”

  There was another one? A second black high-backed chair? “Klein” drifted over in consternation.

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