Chapter 262 The Lady of Despair

Part Two Chapter 262 The Lady of Despair

Mr. a? Mr. A from the Aurora Club? Klein, who was planning to slowly move to the door along the walls and shadows, retracted without a sound.

Ince Zangwill should be cooperating with a certain faction of the royal family... The force that can excavate and hide such a large underground ruin near Backlund must be one of the leaders of the Loen Kingdom...

The addition of Ince Zangwill and "0-08" can directly rule out the option of the Church of the Goddess. Although the Stormlords are a little bit reckless and machismo, they are not very good at cooperating with the Witch Cult. At least so far, there has been no Extraordinary suspected of the "sailor" path... For the same reason, the Church of Steam and Mechanics is not too suspicious...

The Aurora Society is also involved? What exactly are they trying to do?

Klein pressed his back against the corner, slowed his breathing, and listened to the conversation coming from the center of the hall while thinking.

After a brief silence, a hoarse voice sounded:

"All right."

This answer was so concise that Klein couldn't hear what they were planning at all.

The soft and melodious voice before said with a low laugh:

"You don't seem to trust us enough?"

"Yes." Mr. A responded unceremoniously.

"Hehe, then let me describe our purpose frankly and why we asked you to cooperate." The soft female voice said without any irritation, "We have done some things and left certain traces. Before the Church of Steam and the military find out, they must do the corresponding cleanup, and this requires your help. Well, it seems that you haven’t really understood what I mean. Let me give you an example. Suppose, suppose I am in a house Committing serious crimes like murder, what's the best way to wipe out the evidence and clues?"

"It's not necessary, it's our purpose to let others witness such behavior." Mr. A said indifferently.

...As expected of the members of the Aurora Society... They are all a bunch of lunatics... Klein initially confirmed that the man who spoke was Mr. A who killed Ambassador Intis.

"...Assume it's me, not you." The soft female voice had a less obvious sound of breathing.

After a second, Mr. A replied:

"Burn that house,

Bury all the clues inside. "

The soft female voice brought a smile:

"This is exactly what we think, I am in charge of 'arsoning', and you take advantage of this opportunity to expand the trend, create channels or containers, and let your Lord descend into the world.

"And the only price you pay is to bear all the notoriety and get the greatest degree of hatred from the military and the three major churches, but I don't think you will mind."

"As long as we can welcome the return of the Lord, even if we are hated by all forces, we will not have any timidity." Mr. A's tone is no longer so indifferent and alienated.

Arson? Will Aurora take the opportunity to complete the coming ceremony of the "True Creator"? This is the third time... How did I meet you again... This tm is a bad fate... Klein couldn't help but swear in Chinese in his heart.

At this moment, he is extremely curious and full of vigilance about the co-planning of a certain faction of the royal family with the Witch Sect and Ince Zangwill. This is so terrifying that he needs to use the coming of the "True Creator" as a shield !

Perhaps, they kept secret hands, and finally they will destroy the ceremony of the Aurora Society and kill all the forces except himself... Klein thought tensely but calmly.

"It seems that you have no doubts." The soft female voice said with a low smile, "This place is very hidden, and there are corresponding arrangements, you can hold the ceremony with confidence, without worrying about being disturbed before it succeeds, and the outside part, We have also finished preparations, very early, waiting for me to ignite the first 'flame', if you still have doubts, you can check it again."

Just as Mr. A opened his mouth, Klein heard a clanging sound, which was the sound of the door being opened.

"Who let you in? Didn't I tell you not to come near here?" The soft female voice suppressed her anger.

"Ms. Despair, there is an emergency! Someone has sneaked into the ground! The higher-ups sent me in to arrange a follow-up and close the corresponding passage." A male voice with a distinct Backlund accent responded extremely quickly.

The so-called "Madame of Despair" was silent for a few seconds, seemingly communicating with an unknown being to confirm the situation.

Finally, she said with the same voice and tone:

"Go in, don't come out again, and don't let anyone out, wait for the follow-up notice."

"Yes, Ms. Despair!" The man pedaled and ran straight to the stone gate here, and there was a "Kang Dang" in the background.

From where Klein was hiding, he could clearly see the stone gate leading to the back area. After waiting for seven or eight seconds, a figure of average height, neither fat nor thin, appeared there.

Phew... The man took a breath, stretched out his hands, grinned and pushed open the heavy stone door with a ferocious expression.

At this moment, Klein has completely taken his appearance and characteristics into view, without missing a single bit. This is the extraordinary ability attached to "Faceless Man"!

The man's skin was brown and red, and he had obvious Southern Continent blood. His facial features were unremarkable, making it hard to remember.

Because of grinning, part of his teeth were exposed, and the third one on the upper left shone with golden light, which was a false tooth.

This... Klein, who has the spiritual intuition of a fortuneteller, frowned, feeling inexplicably familiar.

Soon, he used his skills to recall the source of familiarity:

The "Hanged Man" once asked members of the Tarot Society to find a man with a brownish-red complexion, missing the third tooth on the left, and a man with a strong Backlund accent.

That man was called Barron, and he was related to many escapes and disappearances of slaves on the colonial islands!

And at this moment, the man in front of Klein's eyes was almost identical to the Barron described by "The Hanged Man"!

"Colonial Island Slave Disappearance . . .

"Many tribes in the Southern Continent evaporate out of thin air...

"Baron appeared here...

"Kappin, who holds a large share of the underground slave trade, is protected by four Extraordinary who are suspected of the 'arbitrator' path, the strongest of which is Sequence 6, or even Sequence 5...

"Capin's insistence that the target of the kidnapping is the purer ingénue...

"Passage of the Corn Bills, improvement of the loom, and mass unemployment . . .

"Many female textile workers got new jobs and quietly left the Eastern District without leaving any clues..."

The scattered dots instantly formed a line in Klein's mind, pointing directly to the depths of the ground!

What are they doing, needing such a large population, and many pure maidens? ceremony? An extremely terrifying ritual that must be performed in secret and takes a long time? Klein's pupils suddenly shrank.

Squeak... bang! The stone door closed, and Barron disappeared from his sight.

The hall was silent for a few seconds, and Mr. A's hoarse voice sounded again:

"I smell something unexpected, let's get started, before it comes."

Lady Despair responded slowly:

"That's exactly what I thought.

"But I need you to send me to the East Side."

East End? Klein had a bad feeling again.

"No problem." Mr. A replied emotionally.

Wearing a hood, a transparent and blurry book quickly appeared in front of him, accompanied by a distant and ethereal chant:

"I came, I saw, I recorded."

The book flipped quickly, and it froze on one page, which immediately burst into light blue and illusory light.

The light enveloped the desperate lady in the pure white robe, making her figure blurred and then invisible.

Ms. Despair instantly saw countless transparent shadows with indescribable shapes, and found that there were bright and pure brilliance at the highest point that contained endless knowledge.

Her body was dragged forward by a strange force, she shuttled quickly, and it didn't take long before she left the place and came to a secluded, dirty and disgusting corner of the alley.

She pulled down the veil to cover her face, and looked up into the sky, only to see that the afternoon sun was covered by clouds and mist, turning pale and dim.

The light yellow mist is not particularly thick, floating in every place in Backlund, with a slightly choking smell, cold and moist.

It's a pity that I didn't wait until the smog was the worst and most still... The accident that happened to Triss, "0-08" suddenly and briefly lost control, the appearance of Azik, and the destruction before the "Dark Emperor" made things even worse. Growing bigger, becoming noticeable, the action could only be advanced to today... Lady Despair looked around, walked out of the alley, and into the street.

Her pace was very slow, as if she was wandering in a sea of ​​mist.

Where she passed, the fog was imperceptibly thicker, stained with a bit of iron-black color, and the visible distance quietly decreased.

After she left the street, a homeless man in an old jacket with a sallow face suddenly coughed so violently that he fell to the ground.

The two poor people who were very close to the homeless backed away in horror, immediately covered their throats, and made a hoo hoo sound, as if they had suffered from severe lung disease or bronchitis, and were already out of breath.

Iron-black and light-yellow smog descended on the eastern district, descended on the dock area, descended on the factory area that was spewing smoke, and continued to spread to the entire Backlund.

All kinds of scenes in the distance were "overwhelmed", and even the towering clock tower was left with only a light shadow. Workers and poor people felt uncomfortable one after another. The homeless men who struggled against the cold and poverty surrounded the lady. Along the route, one fell ill and fell down one after another, and human life was as fragile as the foam when washing clothes.

Ms. Despair has a calm and gentle expression, as if she is completing a work of art.

She walked among the passers-by without any abnormality, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and she whispered with a smile:

"The history of the Loen Kingdom will remember this day:

"The Great Smog Incident in Backlund."

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The gloomy valley has been completely covered by the dark and illusory water surface, but the writing of "0-08" has not stopped.

It frantically weaves absurd and terrifying stories wherever it can put pen to paper:

"...The drop of the trousers did not affect Ince Zangwill's performance, because he was wearing a long robe, perhaps he had expected a similar accident a long time ago...

"The 'Law Mage' frightened Azik Isenger in place and temporarily deprived him of two powerful extraordinary abilities. He was a good helper in the true sense, but the overlapping gate of the spirit world and the underworld was blocked by Azik's Attracted by traits, struck by the power of their battles, changed unpredictably.

"At this time, an unknown existence was attracted and passed by here. He used this to extend his hand to the real world. Oops! He caught Ince Zangwill!"

In mid-air, two blood-yellow arms covered with squirming and rotten flesh suddenly protruded from behind Ince Zangwill, who was wearing the priest's black robe!

They grabbed Ince Zangwill's shoulders and dragged him into the void, into the spirit world.

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