Great... Great Ouroboros
"People... " As the angel in charge of the Backlund region, Mr. X mustered up the courage to raise his head, "May I... may I ask what characteristics and features that angel has? I will do my best to find him!!"
"It's very simple," Ouroboros was still so gentle and indifferent, "He could be an unborn fetus in his mother's womb, or a baby crying for food."
"People around him tend to be in the midst of good fortune or struggling with bad luck."
"As long as we combine the above two pieces of information, we will be able to eliminate all interference." Ouroboros continued, "Once you find Him, recite my name, and I will personally come and kill Him."
"Go back." After saying that, Ouroboros closed his eyes and sat quietly on the chair.
"X, do you have any clues?" After leaving the base, the three envoys walked together in the dark suburbs. Mr. Z couldn't help but ask first, "Are there any ready-made targets?"
"How could that be possible!" Mr. X retorted angrily, "If it were possible, I would have told you right then and there! How could I dare to keep the information to myself?!"
"How do you plan to investigate?" Mr. J glanced at Mr. X and raised his doubts. "The target sounds like an angel from the [Destiny] Path. Even if this type of Beyonder is in the middle or low sequence, their luck is incredibly good."
"What if the angel's luck is so good that you can't find any clues at all?"
"This... Mr. J's question really stumped Mr. X. "There must be some clues... right?"
"The [Destiny] path is also the [Monster] path, which is the path controlled by the [Life School]. "Mr. Z put forward his own opinion, "Since it is an angel of the [Destiny] path, it is likely to be a member of the [Life School] or the chairman."
"We may be able to find a breakthrough if we start with the [School of Life]."
"It's probably the speaker, but how do we find him?" Mr. J asked again, "I remember K told me before that the disappearance of the speaker caused the Fate and Pharmacist factions within the School of Life to split, and a large-scale civil war broke out."
"During that civil war, the Fate faction suffered heavy casualties and hid away. Their good luck was hidden even more secretly than any secret organization. We have no way of finding them."
"It's you who has no idea where to start looking, J. Don't confuse me with you." Mr. X sneered and looked at Mr. J.
"Let me tell you, in order to welcome the arrival of Lord Ouroboros, all members of the Aurora Club in Backlund have redoubled their efforts and have basically reestablished A's original network of relationships and extraordinary gathering channels!!"
"Our people are once again scattered throughout the hundreds of Beyonders gathering in Backlund. We will definitely be able to catch the School of Life!"
"You two stop being so aggressive... Mr. Z quickly stood between the two colleagues to mediate, "Really... Every time you meet, you two have to fight each other openly and secretly... Isn't it troublesome?"
"Let's put it this way. X, you will be responsible for searching for various clues directly in Backlund; I will work with D to search for the high-ranking members of the School of Life in the area around Enmat Port and on the Five Seas. As for... which part are you going to be responsible for?"
"I'm going to look for the [Pharmacist] faction of the School of Life," Mr. J said without hesitation, "Didn't Emperor Roselle say that a person knows his enemy better than he knows himself?"
"Since the [Pharmacist] sect split from the [Life School], they can be regarded as [traitors] of the [Fate] sect. There is no one who understands better than a traitor.
The old master's people. "
"You mean it, X?"
"I came, I saw, I remembered
An incandescent beam of light suddenly descended from the sky and instantly enveloped Mr. J.
The long sword of the morning light instantly pierced through the brilliance of the sun, and with a sweep of the sword, it tore apart the dazzling light of the beam of light.
A figure in Dawn armor broke out of the light column, slashing down with a huge sword, straight at Mr. X's head.
"Bang!!" The huge destructive force exploded
The soil left a deep dent.
The dust cleared, and where the sword fell, what
Zheng YanyouTeleportation is prohibited here!!" The majestic command came out from Mr. J's mouth, "The target of punishment is Louis Wayne!!"
Under the [Prohibition Law], Mr. X's figure quickly emerged. As soon as he landed, he saw the giant sword of Dawn coming at him in an unstoppable manner.
"Death!!" He shouted in ancient Hermes, and the giant sword slashed straight at Mr. X who was unable to dodge.
"Confinement!!" In a hurry, Mr. X quickly used his ability to block the heavy blow of the giant sword with the iron cage.
The giant sword hit the cage, emitting a dazzling light that was too bright for people to look directly at.
"Bang!!" The giant sword bounced off the cage.
As the giant sword bounced away, the muscles of the hand holding the sword swelled rapidly, and Mr. J's entire body swelled rapidly, as if he had turned into a huge demon.
He switched his herding target to Desire
"Bang!!!"
Along with the devil's strange power, the even more terrifying sword fell on the imprisoned cage, tearing the cage apart in an instant.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"
The giant sword fell down madly, tearing the crumbling cage into pieces. The giant sword fell again, and with the sound of breaking, the cage was completely shattered.
"Slow down!!" The filthy devil language froze Mr. J. Then, Mr. X stretched out his hand and pressed, "Exile!!"
The unstoppable wind wave pushed Mr. J back like a tsunami, crushing the dirt and gravel along the way. Mr. X aimed his right hand at Mr. J, who was flying backwards, and flicked his wrist.
He wanted to steal the Shepherd's [Grazing] ability! In this way, after losing [Grazing], the Shepherd would not be able to suppress the seven extraordinary characteristics of grazing in his body and would lose control on the spot!!
"What?!" Mr. X suddenly felt that his hearing had improved. There was no doubt that he had stolen the ability to [Listen], "but didn't steal the ability to [Graze]?!"
"How can it be so easy for you to steal it?!" Mr. J stabbed his body, "Fallen!!"
"God said, it's invalid! "
The filthy abyss disappeared before it was formed, and Mr. Z quickly landed between the two gods who were fighting each other, with the lingering sound of "Notarization" in his mouth still not fading.
"Are you crazy?!" He looked at the two men, his voice filled with anger, "How dare you fight under the nose of Lord Ouroboros!!"
They had not gone far and were undoubtedly still within the adult's field of vision.
"He was the first to start it!!" Mr. J recovered, "Go find him!!"
"You were the first to insult me!!" Mr. X did not back down, "You openly questioned my disloyalty to the Aurora Society and the Lord!!"
"Enough!!" Mr. Z shouted, "If you want to fight, change the time and place! I won't allow anyone to disturb Lord Ouroboros's rest!!"
Hearing these words, the hostility of the two gods, X and J, barely subsided. Mr. J withdrew the decree, glared at X, switched to [Traveler], and teleported away.
X gritted his teeth and ground them in anger, as if he wanted to grind Mr. J into pieces. After a while, he teleported away.
"Oh…." Mr. Z rubbed his temple with a headache. "Why do I always have to do this kind of thing?
"Alas..." The Dark Saint watched this scene from afar, rubbing his temples with a headache, "Why are my subordinates always so annoying?Chapter 45 Destiny and Killing
At night, in Dr. Allen's home, a pregnant woman tossed and turned in her sleep.
"My fortunes fluctuate."
In the mirror reflecting the pregnant woman, a black baby carriage was vaguely visible from the shadows, and in the baby carriage lay an unclear baby wrapped in silver silk.
"You're here," the baby in the mirror murmured in a voice that only he could hear, "You can always find where I am."
"But unfortunately, you can never lock my position. It's really ironic, isn't it?"
"The eight great supreme kings beside the Creator, Lord Ouroboros, the Angel of Destiny?" The baby sneered. "The omniscient and omnipotent Creator
"Ah," the baby's figure disappeared from the mirror
A light laugh echoed, "Fate has changed again. I didn't expect that I would have a visitor tonight."
"Why did you come to visit me?
On a dark and desolate plain, a giant silver-white snake coiled on top of a black spire in the center.
This giant snake has no scales and is covered with symbols
And patterns, they form one after another, connected to each other, with different logos on the wheels.
The giant snake's bright red eyes looked at the two little men under the tower, as if it was staring at two insects.
Daly and Leonard had cold sweat on their foreheads. They barely controlled their thoughts and bravely stared at the giant snake above. After a moment, Leonard took two steps forward and knelt on one knee to show his respect for the angel.
"Great Snake of Destiny," Leonard said, steadying his voice, "Please allow me to express my respect for you here."
"We are official Beyonders. By a fateful coincidence, we know of your existence and have no intention of revealing this information to a third party."
"But no matter what, we are all official Beyonders. Out of professional ethics, we must come to visit you."
The giant snake on the top of the tower moved its huge body, coiled down from the top of the tower for a few circles, poked its head out, and looked down at the [Requiem Master] in front of it.
"A coincidence of fate?" The giant snake sneered.
"Don't you think you are too arrogant to talk about [fate] in front of me, Nighthawk?"
"It was Pales Zoroaster who revealed my existence to you, right?" He stuck out his snake tongue.
"When I am in the reincarnation state, it is almost impossible for a high-ranking person to notice my existence, unless they use clues to make conventional inferences."
"He intends to use me to restrict Amon,
So I asked you to come visit me?" The giant snake tilted its head, "Tell Him that I can't do that kind of thing. I don't have that kind of power."
"Of course, if He could steal a Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic from Ouroboros and give it to me, or if I could wait for an opportunity to accommodate Uniqueness, then that would be a different matter."
"Instead of pinning your hopes on me, it would be more convenient for him to convert to the Goddess of Night."
'Him?! This Sequence 1 angel called the old man
"Him?!" Leonard couldn't help thinking, "The old man's status is higher than I thought!!!
"Who is Ouroboros? Another Sequence 1
Angel? From what He said, this Ouroboros has mastered more than one Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic... What is uniqueness?!
'How strong is that [Amon]... Even a Sequence 1 Angel thinks he is not strong enough.
"No, Lord Snake of Fate, we are here for ourselves." Daly took a step forward, "We hope to get your guidance and complete our own revenge."
"I hope to take revenge on the traitorous Archbishop of Night, Ince Zangwill!!"
The laughter made the Sequence 1 angel tremble all over. For several minutes, the laughter never stopped and continued.
"You? You want to take revenge on a demigod who carries a Level 0 Sealed Artifact?" The Sequence 1 angel seemed to have heard the funniest joke. "What are you going to use to make up for the huge gap in strength? The number of daydreams?"
د"To be honest, if you just want to take revenge on an ordinary demigod, then it is entirely possible, but it will inevitably be quite difficult."
"But you are planning to take revenge on a demigod who carries a Level 0 Sealed Artifact? Please allow me to laugh for a while...haha..."
"There has to be a limit to daydreaming." Mercury Snake stared at Leonard, "Didn't Pales tell you how his Sequence 1 great-grandfather died?"
"Let me tell you, Zoroaster was killed alive by Jacob with that pen." The mercury snake retracted its head and coiled back onto the spire.
"If Solomon hadn't intervened to help the Zoroast family preserve the Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic, now Amon and Jacob, two angel kings of the same path, would be fighting each other."
"The old man's great-grandfather was killed by that pen?!" Leonard blurted out in surprise, "And his great-grandfather has Sequence 1?!"
"Yes, now you know how difficult it is to do what you are going to do, right?" Mercury Snake said leisurely, "And you want my advice? What price can you pay for my advice?"
Leonard and Daly were speechless for a moment. "What do you want?"
"A lot," Mercury Snake smiled self-deprecatingly, "I want to accommodate that unique method, and I also want someone to help me kill Ouroboros. The question is, can you do it? If you can, there's no need to come to me."
"Okay, any other questions? If not, please leave now. My patience is not infinite."
"Do you know Klein Moretti?" Leonard asked quickly, "He also has an alias called Sherlock Moriarty! Do you know where he is?"
"Him," the figure of the mercury snake began to become illusory, "You have seen him...
Everything fell into darkness. When the darkness dissipated, Leonard and Daly woke up in a hotel.
"I have seen him?" Leonard muttered to himself in confusion. "Old man, when have I ever seen Klein?"
"I don't know," Pales said slowly.
"What did He say?"
"The same charlatan as always," Pales muttered unhappily, "The guys from the [Fate] and [Fortune Teller] paths are always like this, speaking half-truthfully.
"That is, you can only understand when you are communicating with your own kind."
"Okay, stop complaining," Leonard said, "Daly, let's go back first. Although we have good reasons this time, generally speaking, less trouble is worse than more."
"Yes." Daly nodded. "Find a time tomorrow to enter the dream of the bounty hunter named Xio and see if you can get any information about Klein from her."
After saying that, she stretched out her hand, grabbed a handful of floating natural spirit and put it next to her ear, as if she wanted to confirm whether there were any unexpected situations nearby. Then, she frowned and her blue eyeshadow seemed to dim.
"What's wrong?" Leonard was a little confused. "What happened?"
"Over there," Daly looked in one direction, "there's a murder."
In that direction, Beth Andrellad pulled the knife out of the neck of an MI9 officer, along with large amounts of scarlet blood.
"Bang."
The corpse fell to the ground helplessly, and the extraordinary characteristics began to slowly emerge from the corpse.
"Not this one," he licked the blood off the knife
Liquid, "This can only be used to digest the potion, there is nothing I want.....
"Where will it be~?" He hummed, dragging his
The corpse disappeared into the crimson moonlight, "My beautiful and charming intelligence... where are you~?"
Chapter 46 Reappearance
"It's terrible.... Another murder.
"What are the police doing?
"Will it spread to our country?"
At Hazel's dance party, worried voices could be heard from time to time among the dancing crowd, although they could not drown out the pleasant music at the party.
"This serial murder case is not a simple one," Klein held Hazel's hand and danced to the brisk melody. "There has been no progress at Sivellas Field so far."
"Yes, there is no progress," Hazel nodded, "just like the serial murder case last year."
In addition to keeping an eye on Dwayne Dantes's movements, she has been paying attention to this murder case these days. She knows very well that this case must have been committed by an Extraordinary Person.
There must be a team of extraordinary people from the three major churches and the military in the Sivelas Field. A case that these extraordinary people cannot solve can only be done by other extraordinary people.
"I hadn't come to Backlund last year," Klein lied solemnly, "I hope this case can be solved as quickly as last year's."
"Come to think of it, there are many such [serial killers] in the southern continent." Klein looked at Hazel who was dancing with him, "Sometimes, I even doubt whether those serial killers are still considered human."
[Serial Killer] is the name of a sequence potion?' Hazel nodded calmly, "As usual, the [deal] will begin soon."
"So you accepted my invitation to dance instead of someone else's?" Klein asked gently, "so that I can intervene first?"
"More than that," Hazel raised her head and glanced at everyone at the party, "I don't think anyone else is qualified to invite me."
"How arrogant!" Klein's gentle expression remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but comment in his heart, "Such an arrogant Beyonder will definitely suffer a great loss."
"But she doesn't seem to be purely arrogant. It can be seen that she has restrained herself a lot. I guess she must have experienced some setbacks, but obviously not enough setbacks.
"I can't cut into the deal nearby, it's easy
"It's easy to be detected," Klein asked, "Your father is a member of the House of Commons, and there is a high probability that he is protected by Beyonders."
"Not to mention that Earl Hall's eldest son also came to the ball today. He must have powerful bodyguards around him."
"You can go to the third floor. Can you sneak up there?" Hazel gave her suggestion. "There shouldn't be any bodyguards there."
"No problem." Klein said, "Go up quickly after the [Transaction] starts. I have to go talk to the others now."
".......Hibbert, this is Mr. Dawn Dantes from Desiree. His experience at sea in West Balam is really quite interesting."
......Dawn, this is Hibbert Hall
Sir, the Earl of Eastchester
............Everything else has been taken care of, only one thing is left. My sister Audrey is very interested in 10% of the shares of Backlund Bicycle Company, and has hired a professional team to help her negotiate.
Just as Klein finished saying that he would also try to bid for the bicycle company's shares, he saw Hazel coming up the stairs in a panic.
"So soon?" Klein continued the conversation calmly. "Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."
After saying that, Klein blended into the noisy crowd and walked into the bathroom on the first floor.
"Crack."
With a snap of his fingers, Klein disappeared into the bathroom.
His figure appeared outside the window.
Inside the garden, he looked at the height of the third floor, took out a few matches and threw them up.
"Pah, pah."
After two consecutive flame jumps, he easily jumped to the third floor. Aiming at the wooden floor on the third floor, he snapped his fingers again and instantly returned to theinside the house.
"Crack."
The flames went out just as they rose, before they even had time to burn the surface of anything. Klein took out a coin, flipped it for a while, and after getting the hint that it was safe, he pushed open the door.
He didn't see Hazel in the corridor, but it didn't matter. At such a short distance, the divination stick method could easily find her location.
"Hmm?" Klein looked at the spot indicated by his cane. "Bathroom?"
It looks like we'll have to wait a while.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Dantes," Hazel explained after coming out of the bathroom, "it's a side effect of the magical item."
"It doesn't matter." Klein looked at her. "Has the [Transaction] started?"
"Yeah." Hazel nodded, "It's been buzzing in my head."
Klein nodded and stretched out his left hand. A black glove that exuded a sense of nobility and evil appeared on his empty left hand.
He pointed his left hand at Hazel and clenched it from a distance, [distorting] the object of the transaction from Hazel to himself.
This is not difficult. Although Hazel is nominally a "trader", after all, Hazel has never actually participated in the transaction and has not established any connection in the mystical sense. She is simply a spectator and spectator of the transaction.
No trader cares about the changes in the audience and the audience...
".......[Secret Deal] The organizer hereby makes the above commitment, and the deal begins now."
"The organizers request information about the current location of Detective Sherlock Moriarty. In return, they are willing to pay a reward of gold pounds."
"Commission accepted," the first trader said with a severely distorted voice, "We refuse to accept gold pounds as compensation. We demand the head of Gehrman Sparrow as compensation."
"We accept the commission to obtain the head of Gehrman Sparrow," the second trader quoted the price, his voice also severely distorted, "We require clues to the whereabouts of the Beyonders of the Alien Path known as [Sharon] and [Maric]."
"The organizer accepts the commission to find the Beyonder of the Alien Path," the organizer's voice was not distorted, "The three-party transaction has been reached. The organizer hereby guarantees the confidentiality of the transaction."
"Three-party traders must know what they want
Ask if the remuneration is ready. If all three parties are ready, the transaction can be concluded. The organizer hereby guarantees that once the transaction begins, the remuneration will be immediately delivered to the three parties. "
Klein watched the pen in the dark world
A three-party transaction, while in his heart he was constantly calculating various things.
'The second trader is looking for Miss Sharon
Maric and I are undoubtedly from the Rose School. As for the first party, it could be anyone. I offended too many people at sea.
"But, among those people, who has enough connections in Backlund to find me?
"The Witch Cult? The Aurora Society? The Undead King? The Church of Storms? Or is it the organization that cannot be named directly?" Klein pondered for a while, but came up with nothing.
He looked carefully at the traders, trying to figure out what was going on. However, the organizer's promise of confidentiality didn't seem to be a joke, and Klein couldn't tell the identities of the traders.
As for the organizer...he just couldn't remember which channel or sequence of ability this secret deal belonged to.
"But I can guess a thing or two," Klein thought carefully, "Those who want to find Sherlock Moriarty include the two major churches and MI9, in addition to the Aurora Society and the Intis Embassy."
'The Storm Church's grumpy old men can't possibly engage in such a [secret deal]. The focus of the Evernight Church is not on Detective Moriarty. The only ones left are the Intis Embassy, MI9, and the Aurora Society.
Just as Klein continued to speculate, a new voice came from the darkness again.
"Transaction request, subject: human trafficking." A strange voice came from the dark world, completely different from the previous voice, "[Secret Transaction] Host: Vossan Sanson
دmembers begins now."
"The organizers demanded 500 pounds in cash, and in return, they were willing to provide 90 men and women as rewards."
"We accept the organizer's commission," a strange voice said. In return, we are willing to pay 500 pounds in cash to the organizer.
"It's the same group again!!" Klein's mind instantly flashed back to the unfortunate girls in Kapin's basement. "They are trafficking people again, and in front of me!!!
'If I turn a blind eye, they probably won't find me, and I don't have to worry about this episode affecting my subsequent plans.'
"This is the best approach. I have no relationship with those people, and saving them is not as important as stealing the Antigonus Family Notebook for the team.
"If I want to investigate the Backlund smog, I can get a chance by blending into the upper class. If I am noticed by the masterminds in advance because of saving these people, I may lose the chance to blend into the upper class and fail to find out the truth...
"That's what it means to be worthy of the deceased.
"In this case, what I have to do is very
'I just need...I just
"We are willing to pay 1,000 pounds in cash to obtain those 90 men and women. Let's make a deal immediately!!"
What's going on?! Hazel was startled and looked at Dwayne Dantes who was offering a price not far away. Her keen observation recently made her see anger on Dantes' calm face.
Maybe he shouldn't be like this, maybe only patience can accomplish greater things.
"But I don't agree!!" Klein gritted his teeth
"I don't accept the imminent demise of innocent people! I don't accept watching innocent people walk into disaster when they can be saved!'
'Last time, I failed to save those people in the heavy smog. This time, I will never watch it happen again!!!
"The deal has been reached," the organizer's voice came again, "The organizer accepts 1,000 pounds in cash as an alternative."
"The organizer hereby guarantees the confidentiality of the transaction. Both parties will start the transaction immediately. The organizer hereby guarantees that once the transaction begins, the remuneration will be immediately paid to both parties."
Haha... Klein sneered, then he took out a pen in the real world and began writing something on paper.
A moment later, Klein spoke in the dark world.
"We request to start the transaction."
As if to confirm his words, Klein saw the faces of countless men and women in the depths of the darkness, and the piece of paper in Klein's hand also began to enter the darkness and go to the other side.
At this moment, Klein spoke again.
Yan's words echoed in the dark space. These two short words set off a stir in this dark space.
Stormy sea.
"[distortion]!!"
"boom!!!"
The order of the dark space was distorted, and then countless cracks appeared, and it shattered with a loud bang. The people who were traded broke through the black space and fell back into reality.
When Klein saw that those men and women were transported through that dark space, he understood some of the characteristics of this space:
Within this space, the deliverer and the receiver still need to cross [distance] when transferring goods, but compared with reality, the distance scale in that space is smaller.
What Klein [distorted] was his [location for receiving goods], so that the goods would land earlier after crossing a certain distance, allowing
Those who were arrested were set free.
"Aa ...
Vasant Sanson fell to his knees with blood coming out of all his orifices, along with the Extraordinary who was performing the [Secret Deal] beside him.
"Swindler!!" He covered his mouth and nose.
He kept wiping the blood, "I actually met a scammer!!"
"You bastard! Don't let me catch you!!"
د"You bastard!! Don't let me catch you!!"
At this moment, he saw something falling from the black space.
It was a piece of white paper with the words "1000 gold pounds" written on it in large letters, as if mocking his stupidity.
Just as Voisin Sanson was about to open his mouth to roar, he suddenly discovered something under the paper.
The wind blew over and blew away the paper, revealing what was underneath it.
It was a gorgeous tarot card, with a majestic person wearing a tall crown on the card.
"[Emperor]...Vazan Sanson's back immediately began to shiver, "[Thief]Black Emperor!!!"
Rogue.
Before the Backlund Fog, there was a
He broke into the heavily guarded mansion and saved innocent girls one by one. In the firelight,
The thief stole the life of the sinner.
At that time, the purpose of the chivalrous thief was to judge the crimes of the wicked.
But the crime has not disappeared, and the loss of 30,000 lives demonstrates the powerlessness of the chivalrous thief.
Today, the person who scattered the Tarot cards no longer wants to judge the crime.
After six months, [The Thief] Black Emperor,
Reappear in the world.