Chapter 188 Going Their Separate Ways

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Without any obstruction from his troublesome colleagues, Traynor used his identity to successfully enter the storage room where the Red Angel's spare containers were stored.

Pipelines are densely covered and various devices are operating normally. In a room that has a sense of technology, but not entirely a sense of technology, the limbs, body, and head are all sealed behind the spiritual wall in different ways.

Traynor was familiar with the assembly method, but he still took out the instruction manual and took a look. Medici penetrated through the wall and followed him with interest for a few glances, and then lost interest in the messy handwriting:

"I will leave for a short while, and the breath of the storm will disappear. Where is the octopus tentacle? You can roast it and eat it without calling me."

"I can find a few potion materials inside. I'll give them to the Pilgrimage Sect."

"Is there a storm path in the Pilgrimage Sect?"

"There is a demigod. She might roast the octopus tentacles and eat them."

"She?" Medici touched his chin, floated to an empty box by the wall and sat down, "Sounds like an interesting person."

Traynor slapped open the spiritual wall at hand, took out the upper torso inside, laid it flat on the workbench, and opened the flexible buckles on the metal spine and shoulders and neck. As these small restrictions were opened, other components in the room immediately began to respond to each other. The arm placed in the metal box with glass moved, the palm of the hand was pressed against the glass, and the muzzle in the middle seemed to be an eye.

The War Bishop reached out and knocked on the glass, and the palm immediately lay down and pretended to be dead.

After warning about the body parts that were about to come out, Traynor responded casually: "She is indeed an interesting person."

"Her last name was Courtman."

Successfully piqued Medici's interest with a piece of gossip, and then cast a look that said, "Are you interested in these gossips?" Traynor pretended not to see the angry and amused expression on Medici's face. , turned around and took out both arms and head from the seal box.

The head is still a bare body, covered with a special gel. Medici didn't waste any time. After Traynor pushed his head up, he lay down directly on the workbench and merged into the half-assembled container.

Under the influence of spirituality, the colloid immediately developed an outer membrane with a texture similar to skin, covering the exposed metal gums and bridge of the nose. The membrane in the empty eye sockets flashed with a gleam of light. Medici blinked his eyes, confirmed his vision and raised his hand. Checked OK.

Click! Click!

Traynor then moved his legs over, and after two soft clicks, they were fastened together tightly.

"Are the weapons systems functioning normally?"

Medici poured a bit of spirituality into the devices in his hands, and then said lazily: "It can all be used."

Traynor glanced at him and reminded:

"You don't have to work so hard when fighting Gad II. After all, we have a chance to escape unscathed."

"Don't talk in such a roundabout way."

Traynor sighed, and after checking the various functions and systems of the container, he reached out and pulled Medici up: "Then let's talk about the cost of your container. We ordered two in total at that time. The labor cost of the craftsman is not bad, but the material cost is nearly ten thousand, not to mention the most expensive part, the enhancement given to it by an 'ancient evil object', otherwise it would not be able to withstand the extraordinary characteristics of sequence two. You It’s equivalent to exchanging 80,000 pounds for a useless Storm Angel body part. Please don’t do such a loss-making business again.”

Medici didn't take it seriously. His long red hair gradually spread out, his eyebrows became more and more active, and he sat on the workbench and crossed his legs:

"Isn't it worth buying 80,000 yuan for the high-sequence materials of Storm Path?"

"...Okay, it's worth it." He could only agree.

He took off the cloak hanging on the hanger, placed it on the workbench, and asked:

"Do you think the next step is to launch the intelligence agency to find information about the participants of the Great Smog? This will definitely be noticed by the intelligence agency on the Intis side. After all, there is a large overlap in the personnel scheduling between the two."

Traynor did not say that the management systems of both parties copied the organizational operating standards promulgated by Russell.

"Speaking of which, I don't understand why your appearance attracted the angel of the storm. Pope Gad II came in person, but he didn't seem to have the determination to kill you completely. If it was just to confirm your status, wouldn't it be a bit confusing? Overreaction?”

"Do you have any cigarettes?" Medici asked.

Traynor wordlessly took out a rolled hand-rolled cigarette and handed it over.

"You have good taste. You haven't imitated the thin cigarettes smoked by those girls in Intis."

"Although it is an extraordinary item, I think it is better not to have tar or soot inside. It will be troublesome for craftsmen to repair it."

Medici picked up the cigarette and lit it without caring, but did not smoke it, as if he just wanted to do this.

He said: "The storm confirms not my state, but the Lord's."

"He wants to kill me, but if he wants to kill me, one angel is not enough. If there is no way to temporarily recruit two, then the only other option is to confirm the Lord's status through me."

Traynor understood somewhat, but still did not understand the core of the confusion:

"Did you have any issues with them in the past?"

"It's only been six hours. In my impression, even if Si'a appears, as long as there is no mass slaughter, the Church of the Seven Gods will not be so quick to send an angel and other saints with level 0 sealed objects."

Red Angel smiled.

"You didn't read the Holy Scriptures of the Aurora Society carefully. If you did, you would understand the reason to some extent."

"I've read it." It was like a storybook. Traynor said, "We can also find a parallel in modern mythology. It should be the part where 'the six gods evolved from the Creator'? Surely the meaning of evolution itself is to seize power and become a true god?"

"So although the Church of the Seven Gods rejects secret organizations without discrimination, it is particularly wary of the True Creator because they are worried that the True Creator will take back his authority from them?"

"That period of history is more interesting than I thought..." Medici said quietly, and then he jumped down from the workbench, casually covering his metal body with his cloak, and his feet made a clicking sound on the floor. . He stretched out, moved his joints, and his walking movements became smoother.

"I will order two more later. I guess I will have to use this container for a while. By the way, let's go ask your ancient evil friend. He was summoned by believers on the eve of the great smog, right? See if he knows Knowing what other high-ranking being appears in the Great Smog, whose hands will fall into the hands of the Witch of Despair who was directly involved."

"good."

"Then...wait a minute, was your father also involved in the Great Smog?"

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Agaritu was flipping through the route information of the Loen fleet sent by the Spiritual Religion in the shadow of the sail. A figure walked over slowly and placed a glass of water on the table at his hand.

Agaritu looked up and saw the second mate Gilcias grinning, revealing a set of jagged yellow teeth.

He said calmly: "You should try to deceive me instead of deliberately exposing me, so that your role-playing learning will be most effective."

"Girthias" stood up straight, with a piece of barbecue on the disc in his hand. He looked like a trained butler from the Northern Continent and said seriously: "I can't deceive you, it's too difficult."

——Agaritu's demon talent is "seeing through", and he has a stronger ability to recognize disguise, charm, illusion, etc.

"Where is the real Gilsea?"

The smile on the face of the “faceless doll” is even more charming:

"I turned into his favorite girl in the Red Theater, then took control of him and put him in a sealed wooden box in the pantry. It's been half an hour, and if no one finds him again, he's going to If I am suffocated inside, I will become Gilsea."

"Forget it, even if you get his identity, you can't perfectly simulate the power of the devil. Sooner or later you will be discovered." Agaritu shook his head and criticized mercilessly, "You should learn to see 'The fittest' rather than the 'strongest you can get'."

The "faceless doll" was greatly hit, and it fell visibly to the naked eye.

It put the barbecue on the table, then its body quickly shrank, slipped out of its clothes, and turned into a faceless little wooden man sitting next to the water glass, like an exquisite decoration. After it returned to its original state and gave up its identity as "Girceais", only two minutes later, there was a slight vibration below the deck, followed by the sound of footsteps, and a man wearing only boxers. The man rushed up angrily and immediately saw Agaritu and the "faceless doll" who were looking at charts and information.

Since the little wooden man was hiding in the captain's hand, Gilcias could only glare at it restrainedly.

"Governor Luen's fleet set off from the Conant Seaport in Dixi County, which is the closest to the Southern Continent. Two days later, it just arrived at Harman Port this morning. It will probably reach Zhongcheng Island the day after tomorrow. It is only a short distance from West Balam. The port is less than five days away..." Agaritu ignored the fierce exchange of glances between the crew and the sealed object. He stared at the short five-centimeter straight line distance on the map and expressed worry, "Why didn't He follow me when he promised? Say something? It’s too late to turn back now, the other side of my sea is almost reaching the ruins of the God War near the Eastern Continent!”

"Teleport to the spirit world to intercept? No, in this case it is better to meet by chance. A premeditated interception is likely to be regarded as a declaration of war on the national level of Loen."

Agaritu suddenly caught a glimpse of the little wooden man hiding behind his wrist.

The request of the "Pale Queen" is that "except for the new governor, no one else needs to set foot on the land of the Southern Continent." However, in fact, it is impossible for only the new governor to survive and reach the southern continent. Even if it encounters wind, waves, tsunami , pirates, and a few other survivors.

"The fleet has one flagship and three three-masted sailing ships, carrying a total of five to six hundred people. It is unclear whether there are demigods accompanying it, but the arrival of the new governor is an important strategic act of Loen. There should be demigods... It is very unlikely It is a force that can be underestimated, so if it encounters an accident at sea and only one-fifth of it is left, it should be about the same."

"Even if they land on the Southern Continent, isn't He still there? I just need to reduce their number as much as possible."

Agaritu grabbed the "faceless doll", showed a devilish smile, and whispered:

"You now have a great opportunity to act. Go to a big ship and act under the eyes of a strong man."

The little wooden man straightened his body and shook his head desperately.

"I knew you wanted to go." Agaritu felt much more relaxed, and Gilcias next to him was gloating. "After you arrive, try your best to survive and kill as many people as possible. If you are discovered, think about it yourself." Find a way to escape. If you come back successfully, I will complete the 'Faceless Man' and 'Puppet Master' in your body."

The little wooden man stopped shaking its head. Even without any expression or body movements, you could still feel a desire but nervousness suddenly appearing on it.

Five minutes later, it entered the spirit world with three steps and was sent to Harman Port.

After sending it away perfunctorily, Agaritu glanced at Gilcias who was still snickering, then came to the top of the deck and announced:

"We are about to enter the 'Ruins of God's War'!"

"There are not many safe routes here! Be alert! If you want to die, die alone!"

All the sloppy devil sailors on the deck responded in a scattered but vigorous manner, and the "Sad Death" sailed forward steadily, gradually approaching a seemingly calm sea area.

After passing through the ruins of the God's War, you can see the coastline of the God's Abandoned Land.

…

In Harman Port, several large ships are docked.

The little wooden man appeared in the shadows in the corner of the port. When he poked his head out, he was almost stepped on by the sailors carrying the cargo. It walked along the base of the wall and pretended to be a piece of wood when it was discovered. Even so, it was almost thrown into the fire or tossed in the water by bored people several times.

After circling for several minutes, the little wooden man arrived at the pier. He saw several large ships docked at the pier, three of which were flying the flags of the Kingdom of Loen. The little wooden man tilted his head and thought for a while, then jumped into the water and swam over, trying to get close to the big ship in the middle - but there was actually a layer of hidden energy on the ship that kept pushing it away, making it impossible for it to climb aboard.

The little wooden man then swam back to the dock, hoping to wait for someone to get off the three boats.

It didn't wait too long, and soon a young man wearing a straight sailor's uniform got off the three-masted sailboat next to him, holding a list in his hand, and seemed to be planning to count the goods that were about to be boarded. The little wooden man perked up and ran over from the corner.

About ten minutes later, the young man and the merchant at the dock finished counting the goods, and the workers began to move them.

The young man suddenly said: "Sorry, I want to buy a cup of tea, I'm a little thirsty."

The dock merchant replied with a smile: "It's okay, please do as you wish."

The young man immediately walked towards a small tea stall about ten meters away, bought a large cup of light tea with one penny, and drank two large cups in a row. The dock merchant looked at him and ran back again. There was something vaguely shaking in the pocket of his coat.

"What is that?" he asked curiously about the small piece of wood exposed in the young man's pocket.

The young man then reached into his pocket and pulled out a body doll with movable limbs. He smiled and replied:

"This is one of my favorite sketch dolls."

"So that's it." The dock merchant said a few polite words, and after waiting for the goods to be moved, he left to do other business.

The young man stood on the pier and waved goodbye to him, his smile gradually widening.

The moment he turned back to the ship, his expression returned to normal, and he boarded the ladder in three steps at a time.

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It's Monday again in a blink of an eye.

After lunch, Klein took a boat back to Bayam.

Daniz diligently returned to the "Golden Dream" to collect information about "Admiral Blood". "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina also sent supplies to support the resistance, showing her character. The goodwill and cooperation of the secretive organization behind Man Sparrow.

From the looks of it, Klein turned out to be the only one who was okay.

In order to appear less bored, Klein decided to take a walk on the streets to see if he could encounter any suitable prey.

While walking, he unexpectedly ran into the fat pharmacist who had had many contacts with him when he was still in Backlund. The other person was selling various extraordinary medicines in a small shop in Backlund, among which the red medicine with mummy powder was the most popular. Theater special effects sell best. There was actually an extraordinary creature with spiritual brilliance beside him. Klein couldn't help but start to wonder if Miss Justice had done this intentionally.

Gehrman Sparrow accepted the commission of finding the fat pharmacist Darkville, and easily learned through "Arrods" that both Darkville and his teacher Roy King were from the School of Life. A secret organization that worships the moon and uses master-disciple inheritance as its main development method. It controls two paths: "monster" and "medicine".

The organization's position is neutral, and the "Parliament of Destiny" controls the general direction.

However, after the speaker, a "mercury snake", unexpectedly disappeared, the School of Life gradually showed a tendency in terms of belief, the balance was broken, and they split. Some members began to worship the moon more actively.

Klein thought for two seconds and then asked another question:

"Arrodes, do you know the book "Grossell's Travels"?"

Arrodes was silent for two seconds, and then made the radio receiver make a stiff beep, spitting out more illusory white paper:

"Great Master, you took great care of me in this question. I only need to answer the word 'know' to solve it. I changed it a little for you and changed it to say 'You know "Grossell's Travels" related things'.

“This is a very magical book, and many of its previous owners have disappeared.

"I can't see who its creator is, but what is clear is that it first appeared in the dragon clan, after the disappearance of Levished, the City of Miracles."

Appeared after the disappearance of the "Miracle City" Levished, where "Dragon of Fantasy" Angelweed appeared? Maybe I can sell it to Miss Justice, she might be interested. If she really buys it, as a middleman, I can study it in advance above the gray fog... Really study what went wrong, the book is completely damaged, Just tell her that if the seller goes back on his word, he can only refund the money... Thinking about it this way, the platform really has a bright future! Klein's mind was spinning and he said to the radio receiver:

"Why is Roy King locked up in the Governor's Mansion?"

The radio receiver spit out illusory white paper and said:

"Roy King's teacher is one of the Destiny Councilors. There was also a problem after the Mercury Snake disappeared. Before that, he handed over an important sealed artifact from the School of Life to Roy King. This is The reason why Roy Jin was secretly arrested by the Loen military."

Klein is now more and more sure that the "Will Aucetin" in Backlund is the missing "speaker" of the School of Life, and the "Angel of Destiny" Urolius in the myth of Silver City is another one who has not shown up. "Snake of Mercury"!

Without his wallet, Klein changed neighborhoods and came to Ortom Street near the Sweet Leaf Bar. He checked into a hotel called "Tiana" and asked for a clean but ordinary room - it only costs 2 per day. The price of suler is 2 pence, and an extra cup of juice squeezed from the giant fruit "Tiana" is given.

Drinking the slightly sweet milky juice, Klein no longer needed to worry about his image. He slumped down on the easy chair in the room and decided to spend the next two hours in a daze and catch up on his sleep, before going to browse the believers above the gray fog. Pray and experience the feeling of thousands of people with thousands of faces.

TBC

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I went back and took a look and found that the original war started in October.

It’s time to get ahead of schedule here.