Chapter 79: Demons and Hunters
Backlund, East District, rooftop of a building
"It's horrible."
Beth Andrellad squatted on the fence on the roof, looking at the house in front of her that had become a ruin, and shook her head.
"The Aurora Club... unexpectedly suffered such a blow. Is this the first time since the great haze?"
"How many clues can the Storm Church find?
"What do you think, Mr. Ambassador?" Beth turned around and looked at Ambassador Kneo standing beside him. "How many clues do you think the Church of Storms can find?"
"It's better than nothing," Kneo's hair was blown by the strong wind, "The Aurora Society is not stupid, and with the protection of the saint, it will be difficult to find fundamental clues."
"But I guess they only want to find the Aurora Society and the assassin."
Hearing this, Beth grinned and laughed.
"I still don't understand how you found me." Beth looked at the ambassador, "What do you have that MI9 doesn't have?"
"It was quite troublesome," Kneo took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, "but I still did it and found it."
"I know of a blasphemous demonic ritual that can be performed by any demon, and the result is that I will [encounter a demon], and I also possess a magical item that will cause me to lose my way and encounter danger."
"Combining the two together, my chances of encountering demons will greatly increase."
"I see. It turns out that you are the organizer of the devil ritual." Beth looked at him. "You used yourself as a bet, betting that you would encounter me."
"Have you ever thought about what would happen to you if it wasn't me who responded to the demonic ritual, but other demons or those high-order [devils]?"
"Of course I thought about it," Kneo said frankly, "I would die inexplicably in my own embassy like Jean Martin Becker."
"That's why my deputy is [Light
"I want to be a priest of the [Puppet Master] instead of a [Master of Secret Dolls]. In this way, if one day I am eroded by evil forces, perhaps I still have hope of being saved."
"How daring!" Bess couldn't help but cheer.
"I thought [Conspirators] would always be more cautious, but now it seems that you are incredibly reckless."
"That's the style of the Fortune Teller, not the Hunter." Kneo put his hands behind his back. "For the Hunter, careful planning and suspicion are always for a bigger war."
"And the flames of war are destined to be fierce, unrestrained, and violent." Kneo seemed to remember something and laughed, "Because of this, the [Hunter] who pursues treacherous tactics is just like the [Witch] who thinks she is pure and kind, shameful and ridiculous."
"Because no conspiracy can be perfectly implemented in war, that is why, as long as the general direction is correct, the method is correct, and the response measures are properly prepared, even if there are risks, we should try it."
"Obviously, my efforts paid off. I found you, devil." Kneo looked at Beth in front of him.
"My [Malicious Sense] has not been triggered.
"Beth put down her legs and sat on the railing," In other words, you are not here to hunt me.
"Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?" Beth raised her hand, as if she was admiring her nails, "Tell me what you want to talk to me about."
"I hope I can help you," Kneo said.
He stuffed the handkerchief back into his pocket and got straight to the point, "I hope I can help you find out the secrets of the Loen royal family."
"You have been hunting down members of MI9.
"You are a wanted man, you can't just be digesting the potion, right?" Kneo said, "Given the severity of your wanted warrant, you must have known something important."
"And that matter could only be related to the royal family,
After all, there are royal lackeys lurking in MI9."
"So, what do you want in return?"
She turned over and looked at him directly. "You can't invite me to cooperate without asking for anything in return."
"I hope your next goal will be more
A [Witch Sect], they are fighting for a secretand closely cooperate with the Loen Royal Family," Kneo put forward his request, "I hope you can tell me as many details of the transaction as possible."
"So what can I get?" Beth asked, "You ask for your reward, and I should ask for mine. As for the little information just now, just treat it as a deposit."
"Your next move will be supported by the Intis Embassy," Kneo said, "At the same time, if you have digested the potion, you can also obtain a copy of the Beyonder characteristic of the Desire Apostle."
"But I have to say this beforehand. Although we will provide assistance to your important operations, we will not support you in the meaningless killings carried out to digest the potion."
"If those things go wrong, you bear the consequences yourself."
"Deal," Beth looked at Ambassador Kneo and grinned, "Happy cooperation."
"Look," Beth looked at the horizon and smiled, "it will disappear at dusk. How beautiful the fiery red sunset is."
"I wish there could be such a beautiful sunset at night."
At Professor Portland Mormont's dinner party, Dwayne Dantes was chatting attentively with the hosts and guests.
While no one was paying attention, Hazel Macht quietly slipped into the garden.
"There must be something here," Hazel said to herself, "something related to the extraordinary."
Soon, guided by her [Thief] instinct, she came to a dark corner, arrived at her target location, and carefully looked at the soil below that looked a little soft.
She sensed that a lot of spiritual beings were gathering below, creating an attraction for insects and ghosts.
'It's not a human body, but some used spiritual materials... They should have been discarded separately, but they were buried together, causing unnecessary changes.
Hazel's eyes darkened a little, and she used [Decryption] to interpret the situation beneath the soil from the undisguised spiritual characteristics and changes.
'There is no doubt that there is a person with supernatural powers in Professor Polant's house, and he is an inexperienced one. If this problem is not solved as soon as possible, this place will definitely be haunted. It must be dealt with as soon as possible.'
After thinking about it, she stretched out her hand and aimed at that place, intending to directly steal the spiritual substance buried underground.
She was about to turn her wrist, but before that, she blinked again.
"That's not right?" She tilted her head in confusion. "If you really have no experience, wouldn't it be better to just flush the waste materials down the toilet? Why bother burying them?"
Thanks to Hazel's rapidly improving observation skills, she quickly discovered the abnormality and was very confused by it.
After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't figure out what was going on, so she shook her head and stretched, but her stretching posture seemed a little weird, so that her hand touched the necklace on her neck.
The moment she touched the necklace,
The [Steal] was activated immediately, and Hazel instantly became dazed, as if her thoughts had been stolen.
After a few minutes.
"...Then, the mechanisms of the temples were activated. I thought there would be a lot of poisonous arrows shooting out from the walls." Klein, disguised as Dwayne Dantès, said with a smile.
"But the temple is so old that it has been lost.
The mechanism was completely rusted after repairs. I took a closer look and found that all the parts had been corroded by the humid air of the rain forest.
. "
"But those agencies still released some
"We suddenly felt heavy, as if someone was pressing on us, but we had nothing but equipment on us." Klein shuddered as he said this.
"We spent a lot of effort to finally get rid of this state, but the air around us suddenly became cold. You may not know that the weather in East and West Balam is very hot most of the time.
I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and tried to open my eyes but couldn't. I felt heavy, as if a
people.
"They finally got out of this state with great effort and left their beds, but they found that the room was very cold. You may not know thatHe was in this state, but the air around him suddenly became cold. You may not know that the weather in East and West Balam is very hot most of the time. He and his companions suddenly woke up at night and wanted to open their eyes but couldn't. They felt heavy on their bodies, as if someone was pressing on them.
"They finally got rid of this state with great effort and left the bed, but found that the room was very cold. You may not know that the weather in East and West Balam is hot most of the time.
"It sounds like you are under a spell, or possessed by a ghost." Hazel came back at some point, "Could it be like in the adventure novels, that there is an evil witch in that temple?"
[Witch]... Klein smiled inwardly. "If there really is a [Witch], Anderson would probably be very happy, because that would mean he could gain a Sequence 7 Beyonder Special.
The stories he just told were all about Anderson Hood's adventures in the southern continent. Of course, the content of the stories had been improved by Klein himself.
"It would be nice if there really were witches, Miss Hazel," Klein smiled, "My companions and I have long heard of the beauty of witches, and we all want to see her beautiful face."
"But the witches in the stories are all very evil," Hazel replied, unwilling to be outdone. "It is said that they will curse those who covet their beauty and make them die a miserable death."
"Is that so…?" Klein smiled with some regret, but he couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart.
He had seen witches, many witches.
Triss Chick, who had incited the crew of the Clover to kill each other, brought meaningless deaths to so many innocent people.
Mrs. Sharon, she once raped and killed a congressman in Tingen just to exacerbate the slight division in the political arena. In the subsequent battle to encircle and suppress her, Cohen died tragically on the spot.
Tracy, by the standards of a witch, was already quite harmless, but even so, she was still a big pirate, a big pirate who engaged in human trafficking, and she still brought terror and disaster to countless people.
Lady Despair caused a horrific plague that killed more than 30,000 people. Whenever Klein thought of those people, he couldn't help but feel sad.
He thought of old Kohler, who never tasted a bite of ham until his death.
I also remembered Liv, who seemed fierce but was so kind, and Freya, who loved learning and dreamed of a better future.
[Witch]......[Magic
[Female] Perhaps from the very beginning, this extraordinary path was destined to bring disaster and wailing.' Klein thought, 'Perhaps there is no good witch in this world.'Chapter 80: The Witch Cult
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The dinner ended quickly, and all the guests returned, including Klein.
He was in a very bitter mood along the way, and his good mood was completely ruined by the topic of "witches" mentioned by Hazel.
"Don't bother me tonight," Klein ordered as soon as he returned to 160 Böklund Street.
"Understood, sir."
Above the endless gray fog.
Klein sat down in the Fool's seat, sighed, and waved his hand, summoning [Creeping Hunger] from the pile of debris.
Whenever he thought of the witch and those who died in the smog or those who survived but suffered, Klein felt extremely guilty, even though the rational part of his heart kept telling him that he didn't need to feel guilty about it.
Yes, that great fog [Witch Cult] was caused by the demigod. Behind that deadly fog, there was Ince Zangwill and the terrifying 0-0 8, as well as the figures of the military or royal demigods.
After that, there was even a part of the [True Creator] and the [Original Witch]. If you ask yourself, even if Klein today travels through time and space and goes back to that time, he still can't change anything.
But even so, Klein still fantasizes, if he could be stronger at that time, would he be able to save more people? At least let old Khloe, Liv and Freya survive?
This indelible guilt was unbearable for Klein. With the idea of saving at least one tortured person, Klein broke the promise he had made.
Once upon a time, Klein made a covenant with the poor people herded in the glove. He vowed that every time he herded the soul of a wicked person, he would release the person in the glove who was originally herded by Qilingos.
But now, Klein wanted to break that agreement: even if he didn't have a new shepherd, he would release the last "Interrogator".
After thinking about it, Klein released the last [Interrogator].
In a faint gust of cold wind, a blurry and transparent soul appeared on the side of the long bronze table.
He was a man in his thirties wearing a naval lieutenant colonel's uniform, with a brown beard and a face full of pain and confusion.
When the poor man who was being herded finally stopped suffering and uttered his last words, he bowed to Klein and slowly disappeared in front of the long bronze table.
"Not the soul shepherded by Zillingus,
The original owner of [Creeping Hunger] was a human... Klein repeated it silently.
[Creeping Hunger] originally belonged to a member of the Dusk Hermits, and it is highly likely that he helped him become an external force of the organization in the Five Seas.
And Klein has a strong interest in the organization whose name cannot be revealed.
"If we can find that Colonel Feysac... well... maybe he's not a colonel anymore. Maybe he's already a general of the Feysac Empire.
"No matter what, even if he is just an outsider, he must know a lot of inside information about the Twilight Hermits. If we can get more information from him,
If he could really find out, it would definitely be of great benefit to Klein. You know, the [Twilight Hermit Order] is extremely ancient and has been secretly manipulating the trends of the times for thousands of years.
Given the assassination of Duke Negan, there is no doubt that the organization has not given up on this plan yet, and Klein is very interested in the so-called trend of the times.
Considering that he was about to steal the Antigonus Family Notes and take revenge on Ince Zangwill, who was in charge of the Level 0 Sealed Artifact, both of which were not trivial matters, he was not sure whether this would go against the so-called trend of the times.
Coupled with what Callemgard said earlier, the so-called [Source Essence] can make a Second Age subordinate god sigh at his own excellence. There is no doubt that this gray fog hides a huge secret and is extremely precious.
In this way, Klein has become a weakling with a huge treasure in a sense. Who knows whether the trend of the times of the Twilight Hermits will need this treasure?
gray fog.
It would be fine if he didn't need it. If he did, he, a mid-sequencer with a sequence lower than 4, would not be able to survive in front of the Dusk Hermit Society which was full of experts!!
To this end, we must quickly understand the so-called trends of the times and the details of those trends, try to skirt the rules as much as possible, and avoid colliding head-on with the trends of the times.
As for the task of investigating Colonel Feysac, he certainly couldn't do it himself. He didn't have time now, so he could only hand it over to the members of the Tarot Club, such as [The Hermit], [The Hanged Man], [The Lover], and [The Pope].
Then, Klein returned to reality and began to arrange a sacrificial ceremony to remove the Eggers family's mask from the gray fog so that he could send it to Azik.
A hidden place, the headquarters of the witch sect.
"Where have you been during this time? Katharina Rune is dissatisfied."
A man with black hair, dark eyes and black-rimmed glasses looked at Katrina Pellet below with confusion in his eyes.
"You had a fight with your lover and lost your temper? So you put down your task and went out to sulk by yourself?"
"How dare I treat the mission so lightly? Great Lord [Son of Ink]," Katarina's face was sweating from nervousness, "I temporarily put the mission on hold because of other things."
Of course she would be nervous, after all, the person in front of her was a real angel, the highest level of the witch sect!!
There are a total of four angels of the [Witch] path in the Witch Sect, including the [Original Witch]'s son of God, [Gray Saint] Judith.
This [Saint of Gray] is the top leader of the witch sect and can be said to be the pope or pontiff of the sect. The other three witch angels, together with the [Saint of Gray], decide all major events of the witch sect.
But in fact, there is a fifth angel in the Witch Cult, and that is the [Apprentice] path [Planeswalker], [Son of Ink] Bora Kas.
The last name of this angel has never been known, but every high-ranking member of the witch sect believes that his last name is Tamara.
After all, it was this person who led some members of the Tamara family to join the [Witch Sect] after the Tamara family split.
He himself hates talking about his last name. It is generally speculated that he has major disagreements with other senior members of the Tamara family, which led to his unwillingness to mention his last name.
Because of this, all senior executives would be sensible and not steer the topic in that direction.
"So, what exactly delayed the mission?" Borakash tilted his head and asked, "Could it be that you found someone who has the ability to destroy the entire plan in one fell swoop, so you went to stop him?"
"Uh... not really, Lord Boracas. I was attacked for unknown reasons in the Mirror World in Backlund, which caused me to be seriously injured. I had to spend some time recovering."
Catalina's voice sounded a little embarrassed and awkward. After all, no one would have a good attitude when talking about their failure.
"And my resurrection mirror disappeared. I couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked. I suspected that the place where I hid the resurrection mirror had been discovered, so I had to spend more time looking for a more secret place and made a new resurrection mirror."
"Who attacked you?" Bora Kash asked, "And it was done in the [Mirror World]. Although there are many ways to invade the [Mirror World], most of these methods are only effective when [pursuing]."
"But speaking of ambush... it is extremely difficult to ambush a Sequence 3 witch in the Mirror World. Who did it?"
"I... don't know..." Katalin
Na's voice was mixed with a hint of fear, "I should have won, but I don't even know how I won or who I defeated..."
"This is totally irrational. If I lose, I won't be able to survive, but...but if I win, I should at least remember it...
"The Dream Weaver of the Audience Path?" Bora Kashi guessed, "Or another saint with similar abilities?"
"Perhaps that is the case, Mr.
I tried divination afterwards, but with my level, I got nothing.
Fang used the semi-god-level anti-divination. "This is totally irrational. If I lose, I won't be able to survive, but...if I win, I should at least remember it.
:
"The Dream Weaver of the Audience Path?" Bora Kashi guessed, "Or another saint with similar abilities?"
"Perhaps that is the case, Lord Bora Kashi. I tried divination afterwards, but even with my level, I could not find anything. There is no doubt that the other party used the anti-divination of the demigod level."
"I beg you, Lord Bora, to use your angelic power to read the stars for me and let me know what happened to me on that day."
After saying this, Katarina offered a drop of her blood.