Chapter 162 Personnel Transfer and Visit to Forsi

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Seeing the Outer God leaving the manor, the True Creator thought for a moment and called Medici with an oracle.

The leisurely Red Angel entered the office with half an unfinished cigarette in his hand. After entering, he handed one over:

"Lord, are you looking for me?"

The True Creator almost picked it up. Considering his current image and majesty, he signaled with his eyes, and Medici put the cigarette on the desk in front of him.

"sit."

"Has the Iron Cross started praying to you?"

Medici moved his chair closer to the desk, took a puff of cigarette, and rarely had the decency to spray it in anyone's face: "It's already started."

"Tony Twain is a kid who is suitable to be a pioneer. Although he is young, he is as old-fashioned as a knight from the last era. As long as he treats honor and praise as carrots, he will rush forward. His soldiers are also all They are young men who regard war as an honor, yearning for heroic sacrifices and being remembered in history. Who among the current hunters has a better record than the 'God of War'? It is not difficult to convince them."

"Their leader Gaston Raymond is an excellent conspirator. When Tony Twain and his friends obeyed me, Gaston Raymond immediately expressed his loyalty to me. He is even better than that When I was a level higher... Lord, I want to teach this smart boy a lesson. When will you allow me to return to level one?"

The True Creator replied: “It is not yet time.”

His Riddler passive seemed to have been triggered suddenly, but the true creator endured for a while and explained one more sentence.

"Your current state is difficult to cope with the spiritual imprint of that extraordinary characteristic."

Medici understood immediately: "Alistair's thing is still screaming in the mental imprint?"

"Not only that."

"The sequence one attribute in your hand is not mine?" Medici thought for two seconds, "Oh, that's right. Since the fifth era, the only high-ranking person in the hunter path who has died is the Sauron family of Intis. , that characteristic belongs to Sauron?”

One-third of the Red Evil Spirit... But obviously Medici's proportion in the Red Evil Spirit is higher, that is one-half.

It is indeed not easy for the one-half Medici to fight against the common enemy of Alistar's spiritual brand and at the same time separate Sauron, whose mental suppression is more consistent with his own characteristics.

In terms of dealing with Medici, Sauron and Einhorn, who are old colleagues, are obviously on the same front. Maybe if you are not careful, the relationship between them will become a three-thirds, and the two will cooperate. Able to suppress Medici. Even further, Sauron succeeded in taking over the dominant position of Medici, who was locked on the right side of his face and could only have one mouth to exit.

In front of the true Creator, neither conqueror appeared, but Medici clearly felt Sauron's gloating mood.

He decided to disgust Sauron: "Lord, you don't have to worry about the spiritual imprint, because his ancestors were afraid of Alistar to death. Maybe the spiritual imprint of the Sauron family in this characteristic would have destroyed itself long ago. .”

Sauron began to greet Alistar's eighteenth generation of ancestors passionately, but the true creator did not answer the question:

"...When my power returns to the level of the King of Angels, or sequence one, I can try to separate you."

"I'm back to being a demigod now."

Sauron's voice stopped suddenly. Medici's mind was silent.

The malicious smile on Medici's face widened: "Lord, there is no need to separate them, just destroy them! The buzzing of two flies is really annoying. I have heard it for almost two thousand years, and I don't want to hear it again. Seconds. Okay, Red Angel has mercy: What are your last words?"

"I'm sorry to hear such information." Einhorn said, "I will try to die with you before that day comes."

"I'm still dreaming, just give it a try."

Medici curled his lips indifferently and tried to press the cigarette butt that had not been extinguished into the mouth on the left side of his face.

The True Creator felt very fresh when he saw the Red Evil Spirits bickering. He even teased: "I think this is also very interesting. If possible, it would be a good idea to make their spirits into sealed objects."

"Forgive me for refusing." Sauron spoke, "Great Creator, no matter what, I was once a brave warrior. Please see that for the sake of being humiliated by madmen during our lifetime and still suffering after death, you gave us the gift of death. Mercy!" - He seemed to accept that he would be destroyed without any resistance.

Medici said displeased: "You have no place to speak here!"

"I will consider it." The True Creator and Medici replied calmly, one with a red face and the other with a dark face. "Medici has never had an acquaintance that we can get along with for two thousand years. He always spares no effort to choke people. Maybe it's because you both He is a provocateur, so his resistance is high.”

Medici, who was stabbed abruptly in the back by his master, widened his eyes in shock, and then he prolonged his voice:

"Oh God--"

"My legion—my war red—"

"Your loyal sword now lacks the power to be loyal to you!"

The calm and unhurried True Creator suddenly showed the look in his eyes like Fors who was being pressed for a manuscript. He immediately stopped Medici's continued request for funds and personnel to expand the armament, and said righteously:

"The Iron Cross has a war bishop, a weather warlock, and a total of ten subordinates in the middle order. This is already a very impressive force."

"What's more, there are nearly a hundred low-level and well-trained ordinary soldiers. The military and intelligence agencies of various countries have placed spies. This is the limit of what a relatively neutral organization can do, not to mention you."

"When I attacked the dragon's sky city, I had at least one legion of warlocks!"

"Don't talk about the things of the Second Era!"

"So you should get ready from now on!" Medici asked for military funds eloquently, kicked off the chair and stood up, "Lord, your strength has recovered so quickly, maybe those three hateful and cowardly betrayers will soon Will you find out? At that time, we will need to face the joint attack of three...at least two churches. Lord, please be clear! Orochi is still out of contact, and even if it comes back, it will not immediately become a reliable angel-level combat force. , there are only two angels guarding your throne, and you don’t even have enough believers, how can you be considered safe?”

"Outer gods don't count. The two angels I'm talking about are me and the kid named Raymond. Yes, you still have to beware of the outer gods." Medici added.

Well, these words make sense. The True Creator has to admit that the available power of the Aurora Society is comparable to that of a church. If the Eternal Sun and the Storm join forces to attack, they will definitely be stretched in a short time.

At the same time, if they cannot cope with the church's team, the hunter armed forces under their command will be exhausted and lose their ability to intervene in the upcoming war.

Adam's Godhood Ceremony, coupled with the turmoil of the past few years, how could the true Creator not know what would happen!

As for the storm and the blazing sun, their own survival is a matter of life and death for them. They will definitely go all out and even temporarily put aside their prejudices against each other. But the True Creator always felt that this was another reason for Medici to want to expand his armaments - high sequence determines the outcome of the battle, and one Medici is enough to overturn countless Beyonder teams.

After all, even if you secretly recruit more people in the name of the Iron-Blooded Cross Society abroad, you will attract the attention of the church after recruiting dozens or hundreds of people. The hunter's military strength will only change qualitatively after it becomes an army or a legion. A few dozen more people are just a drop in the bucket.

The True Creator suddenly became envious of King Loen, who could carry out human trade "honestly" and robbed nearly ten thousand people to build his own mausoleum.

If he could really plunder a thousand people at once, he would achieve a decisive victory.

It only takes one babble to make them cry and change their minds and become believers of the true Creator. They believe in one second that they will be devout believers for the rest of their lives. Medici's war red reconstruction is at hand, but it is a pity that it is not possible.

Regarding the expansion of the Aurora Society... it is most successful among the precarious grassroots and lower-class people. There is no difference between believing in evil gods and believing in righteous gods. There is no difference between dying by sacrifice and starving to death. The numbness and pain will not change. The middle class can also achieve quick results by infiltrating and recruiting acquaintances into the group, but the price is that they cannot stay for a long time. After developing a group of people, they must change places immediately, otherwise they will be discovered soon.

There is no way. Generally speaking, the mental state of believers of the True Creator is not normal, and they often show fanaticism in daily life, and even spurn their original beliefs. This is extremely easy to be exposed.

The rich class is the most difficult. Those who have a little bit of money will maintain a good relationship with the Orthodox Church. The flow of money and faith is highly consistent.

Even if you really need to do business with the Aurora Society, you will try your best to avoid participating in prayers and ceremonies.

In the old days, organizations that developed in this way were generally called pyramid schemes.

The biggest MLM leader in the dark side of the Extraordinary World feels deeply that he is short of manpower and has a long way to go. The Aurora Society is only so large, and its hasty expansion will definitely arouse suspicion. And once I try to be promoted to an angel now, the three gods will definitely feel it, and they won't be able to hide it.

He has just been promoted to Sequence 4, but judging from the efficiency of the transition, it won't be long.

"Medici, my loyal war angel, I understand your concerns and I understand your desires."

The True Creator took out a document from the drawer with a solemn expression and solemnly pushed it in front of Medici:

"This matter is related to the improvement of the strength of the Aurora Society, and how much role the Iron-Blooded Cross can play in the future war sweeping the northern continent. It is a matter of great importance, and you must be the one to complete it. Medici, now, I will hand over this task to you."

"My sword, you will conquer the earth again!"

Medici did not expect that the Lord would not delay this time but seriously issue the oracle. After being stunned for a second, he immediately changed to a serious face. He picked up the documents on the table with both hands, fearing that the world would not The chaotic ambitions burned into a prairie fire after hearing about the "war sweeping across the northern continent", finally, finally! The day has finally arrived!

The document only has two thin pages. On the first page are a few huge words: Confidential Document.

Medici looked at the True Creator, who nodded solemnly, so Medici turned to the next page.

"Personnel Appointment Letter"

In order to adapt to the development needs of the Jagged Cross Society's business strategy under the new situation, with the approval, it has been decided to make new personnel appointments for the following personnel, which are now announced. The specific appointments are as follows:

Appoint Red Angel as the head of the Human Resources Department of the Iron Cross Society, with overall responsibility for the work.

...Perhaps the Lord wants me to personally select talented soldiers? Medici slowly typed a question mark.

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On Sunday evening, Forsi, who had been at home for a week without going out, waited for Xio to come back with dinner.

She guessed that Xio was probably assigned a temporary task by MI9 again, so she decided to go out for a walk, breathe some fresh air, and finish her dinner at a nearby restaurant.

Some time ago, when she asked Xio to run errands for MI9, she took a walk along King's Road and looked at every house. An unknown person like Xio would not attract attention. Therefore, she learned that Villa No. 5 was vacant and that Mr. Edward Vaughan seemed to have moved away.

Xio felt a little strange when he mentioned the news, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, they had only met once. And this is a great thing for Forsi - she may no longer have to worry about being visited by the other party.

Forsi's heart finally settled: This is right, I'm just a nobody in the first place!

At the same time, this may also be a very bad thing - Mr. Edward left Backlund so suddenly, and the timing was cleverly around the time of the great smog. If he hadn't gone on vacation, then... With Mr. Fool's statement Intelligence, it was difficult for Forsi, who had preconceptions, not to think so.

Forget it, no matter what, the matter is over. If the other party is really a big shot, he will not take me as a little ant seriously. If all the relevant people have to be silenced in order to hide their identity, it will be too troublesome... … Forsi put on her coat, boots, and scarf, ready to go for a walk outside.

After the great smog, the country indeed stepped up environmental protection and promoted anthracite coal. Many small companies producing anthracite coal immediately received a large number of orders, and stocks in the environmentally friendly materials industry also took off.

This has brought about a more intuitive benefit, that is, the haze has indeed decreased recently, and you can occasionally see blue sky, white clouds and stars in the city.

Therefore, Forsi was also willing to go out for a walk and breathe the much cleaner air.

Leave the apartment where you live, close the door, and go down the stairs. Walking out of the townhouse, Forsi immediately saw a man on the street directly opposite, standing sideways by a telephone pole and reading a thick book. She instinctively wanted to read the title of the book, but unexpectedly the man raised his head keenly and looked directly at her.

The moment their eyes met, Forsi suddenly saw the other person's face clearly - dark brown hair, black eyes, tortoiseshell glasses and beard - Edward Vaughn! Her heart almost stopped, and she almost panicked and wanted to turn around and run away, but her body could no longer move.

Seeing her like this, a playful smile appeared on the other person's originally expressionless face. Across the street four or five meters away, she clearly heard the other person's words appearing directly in her mind:

"Miss Fors, why are you so scared?"

"Did he tell you my identity?"

he? Why "him"? Mr. "Fool" should obviously be... "him".

Immediately afterwards, Forsi's mind suddenly went blank. She felt that her thoughts were stagnant and she was in a daze. After being stunned for a few seconds, she suddenly smiled and greeted the man familiarly:

"Long time no see, Mr. Winter."

"How is your clinic doing lately?"

The foreign god who had successfully "become" a real person in the other person's memory also smiled and took the initiative to walk along the sidewalk from across the street. According to the habit of that soul, he first wiped the palm of his right hand with his left hand, and then stretched out his hand. He reached out and shook hands with Forsi through his thick gloves:

"Long time no see, Miss Wall."

"I have sold the clinic and switched to the lumber business. The business in Hals is doing pretty well. I came to Backlund today to buy some goods. What a coincidence that I met you."

Hearing this, Forsi was a little surprised: "You are a top student in medical school, and now you actually choose to do business?"

"Winter" smiled and said, "Try some new industries."

As he spoke, He asked in a very seductive tone: "Miss Wall, would you like to have dinner together and have a chat?"

Fors was originally out for dinner, so this proposal was not met with any subconscious resistance. She hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing:

"Excuse me."

So the two walked into the nearest restaurant side by side. After ordering their own meals, "Winter" naturally helped pay for it. Fors was a step slower and had no choice but to promise that she would treat him the next time they met.

"Let's chat, Miss Fors." said the Declined King.

"Your meeting at 3pm every Monday is still going on, right?"

Forsi answered naturally: "Yes, it's still on. Stupid..."

"Don't tell me the details. What did you talk about in the meeting last week?"

Fors didn't feel anything unusual at all, and the deal was concluded. She wholeheartedly believed that "Mr. Winter is a very good friend of hers who she hasn't seen for a long time" and "the Tarot Club does not need to keep this friend completely secret." So she quickly sorted out the important information and spoke briefly:

"The Sun breaks free from a mysterious cycle, and he says it has something to do with the Angel of Destiny."

Ouroboros? "The Sun" met Ouroboros and got rid of each other? But isn't Ourolius... Could the "sun" be, as the literal meaning says, a hidden angel on this path? There is no cause or effect, and the Declined King did not understand this sentence for a moment. But He did not ask immediately. He wrote down the questions and asked them again after everything was said.

"Miss Justice ordered an extraordinary item that can change appearance from The Hanged Man and Mr. World."

"We have a new member, Mr. Moon, who is vampire..."

"Mr. Sun mentioned the eight 'Kings of Angels' in the myth of Silver City."

Silver City?

This name, which has an ancient meaning and is incompatible with the present, reminded the Declined King of the "ancient giant language" he had heard before.

It turns out that there are still tribes in the world who use ancient giant language as their daily language! They are the remnants of the land abandoned by God! "The sun" is a person from the land abandoned by God? It’s not surprising that Source Castle can communicate with the Land Abandoned by Gods, but has the “Fool” poached the true Creator?

However, since it is a place abandoned by gods...then the "sun" cannot be an angel.

Maybe the cycle is not Ourolyus, but a sealed object that has encountered the path of destiny.

So...the eight angel kings?

The Declined King looked at Forsi (9 or 8) and recalled the Fool's sequence (7 or 6). When this word appeared at a gathering of middle and low sequences, it was like a junior high school student discussing national secrets. He already felt a little funny. Yes—He did laugh. After laughing twice, He asked Forsi:

"There must be a limit to disrespecting gods."

"Discussing these, aren't you afraid of the stakes and divine punishment?"

"Afraid." Forsi replied, "But Mr. Fool said that this information is safe only if it is told at the meeting."

good. I will occasionally hold grudges when I write reports to them later. The Declined King made a gesture: "Continue."

"This week, Miss Justice purchased the eyes of a mirror dragon from my teacher."

"your teacher?"

"Yes, Mr. Dorian Gray is an Abraham."

"..." The method of transaction is most likely to be a sacrifice. The Declined King took another look at Forsi and said, "Continue."

"Justice" is a viewer who is about to be promoted to Sequence 7.

"Mr. 'The Hanged Man' wants to buy the eyes of the Longan Sea Eagle."

"The Hanged Man" is a sailor who is about to be promoted to Sequence 6... Find the materials yourself, aren't you from the Church of Storms? Yes, it is too risky to attract people in the church, but how does Klein select and screen members...

"The newly arrived Mr. Moon wants to purchase the inheritance of the Blood Baron from Mr. Hanged Man."

..."Moon" is a Sequence 7 vampire. "The Hanged Man" has a wide range of connections and may be a pirate. Pirates who are preparing to be promoted to level 6... "Vice Admiral of the Deep Sea" should already be level 6. Well, there was not even a single demigod in the whole party. Due to the existence of Origin Castle, I still had too high expectations for this party... The Outer God didn't want to hear it anymore. He felt bored deeply.

But at the same time, this party with terrifyingly low standards is also audacious. The "Fool" is not strong but its brand is very high. From time to time, heavyweight ancient secrets such as "The King of Eight Angels" appear in the party, as if they are hiding the knowledge instilled by the sage. Putting 1% of effective knowledge into 99% of useless knowledge, he didn't want to waste time and didn't want to miss these more interesting and detailed information, so he had to listen patiently.

How did Klein get this information?

Azik Eggers shouldn't know this. In addition to Russell's diary, Silver City is also an important source of historical information?

He asked a question:

"Who is 'The World'?"

Forsi replied: "Mr. World is a gloomy person who has his own intelligence network and seems to be very powerful..."

After listening to Forsi's introduction, the Declined King asked again: "What is his position?"

"The end of the long table, opposite Mr. Fool."

…. It's the dummy.

As a strong man, the Decline King couldn't understand the purpose of putting up a dummy for a while, so he thought it was just to add more people to show off.

Forsi's memory was pretty good. He would talk wherever he thought. He also mentioned a certain organization that could not be named. Because Mr. Fool emphasized that its name could not be written or pronounced in any way in the outside world, so the two of them kept talking. Using "that organization" to communicate, the dinner table was filled with an ulterior atmosphere.

In addition, she could only give an outline of the thrilling circular adventure that "The Sun" recounted in the Tarot meeting. However, through Fors's simple description, the Outer God unexpectedly learned that the land abandoned by God was actually still connected to the outside world. roads along with.

Little boy Jack has the face of Ouroboros on his belly? Then this road may not have always existed, but a temporary road opened for them by Ourolius before the "restart".

After finishing the meal, we almost finished talking about the Tarot Club information.

Before leaving, the Outer God asked Forsi: "Do you think it's strange that I ask you these things?"

Forsi replied in surprise: "It's not strange, how could it be? It's normal to share these things with Mr. Winter."

"Okay. So you won't tell it in the Tarot session, right?"

"Yes, just like I won't discuss my three meals a day at a Tarot meeting." Forsi made a little joke naturally.

The Outer God nodded. Anyway, it was just a try. He has now confirmed the strength range of the Tarot Society. When all the members are of low sequence, even if they know the secret, they can't do much. If Forsi is discovered, then there's no need to worry about it.

The two continued to chat about things in real life, and when they left the restaurant, they happened to bump into an acquaintance.

The short blond girl held a sandwich wrapped in insulated wrapping paper and greeted Forsi in surprise:

"Forsi! I'm late, have you finished your meal?"

Forsi smiled and replied: "I've eaten!"

Then she turned her head and said goodbye politely to the Declined King: "Goodbye, Mr. Winter, it was a pleasure talking to you today. See you next time."

"Okay, see you next time." He looked at the girl opposite, "Is that your very important friend?"

"Yes, Hugh is a very good friend of mine."

The Outer God stopped talking. After waving goodbye, he walked quickly to the end of the road and blended into the crowd.

Forsi walked across the sidewalk and returned to Xio. The tip of her nose moved, she looked at the sandwich in Xio's arms, and said in surprise:

“Grilled bacon with ketchup in it!”

"This is my favorite flavor!"

"It's a pity that I have already eaten..."

"That's right, so it's mine." It was windy outside. Xio pulled Fors upstairs and returned to the apartment they shared. He asked curiously, "Is that an acquaintance of yours? It seems that there was no one before. Saw it."

He doesn't seem simple...or is he simply too ordinary? Xio tried to recall the other person's appearance, but couldn't remember it at all.

Forsi took off his coat, hung it on the hanger with his hat and scarf, and said nonchalantly:

"Yes, I once worked in a clinic with me, and then I returned to my hometown after my internship."

"Is that so?" Xio asked no more questions.

The fireplace was lit, the hot water was boiled, and the two of them stayed in the warm living room doing their own things, and a normal night began.

TBC

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At this time, Gehrman was taking Daniz to beat the living corpses, flying beasts and the out-of-control Storm Bishop in Bansi Port.