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Chapter 186 Dispute and Intelligence(2/2)

"Next, follow my arrangements."



Klein and Azik walked side by side. They left Bayam last night after Klein submitted the report letter, and now they have arrived at another nearby island.

It was too dark, so Klein turned on the gas lamp in his house. Before it was time to have breakfast, he suddenly saw huge flames rising under the overcast clouds in Bayam, as if there was a sword dividing the sea of ​​clouds in the feature film from the middle! The flames evaporated.

There were rain clouds, and the sunlight was revealed for a moment and then blocked.

Azik walked up to him, and the two of them looked up, only to see fire pouring out of the dark sky, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and there was a faint roar of thunder.

The Church of Storms really took action... Klein was stunned.

Azik sighed secretly: "Klein. In fact, this may not necessarily be effective. War does not depend on personal will."

"I know, Mr. Azik, I know." Klein couldn't help but feel depressed, "But even if it's delayed..."

The two of them continued to watch, but they saw continuous fire, rolling thunder, and some bursts of power that shocked Klein spiritually.

He saw with his own eyes that there were many figures in Bayam, where there should have been no one. People were coming and going, living freely under the power of angels. Stars appeared, and there seemed to be singing along with the waves and the wind. Occasionally,

A huge monster's body crashed open the building, and it could reach the clouds by raising its arms. But as soon as it showed its scaly claws, it was hit by thunder and let out a terrifying scream.

Just as Klein was thinking about which path this monster would belong to, suddenly a huge alien head fell from the sky, turned into a burning fireball, and rolled into the city.

Then the whole Bayam began to bleed, the rain clouds began to shake, and a fierce battle seemed to be taking place inside.

There was actually a strange fog rising from where the fireball landed, which seemed to have blocked all mystical exploration, and the silver-white sword light flashed.

There was a sudden heavy rain in Bayam, and something like an octopus tentacle fell from the clouds.

Bayam seemed to exist in two battlefields in the sky and underground at the same time. After a while, the fighting on both sides seemed to be much quieter, but more and more blood poured out from all parts of Bayam, covering the entire area.

The sea water quickly turned red. There was a strong attraction in the blood sea, and Klein almost felt that the blood in his body was carrying his body there. It was like standing on the edge of a cliff, and he always had the urge to jump off.

A terrifying aura descended, a violent and chaotic murmur suddenly broke out, and then the entire Bayam disappeared out of thin air.

After a long time, everything returned to calm. The sea of ​​blood, monsters, fog, and flames all disappeared. Only the empty Bayam reappeared, and the dark clouds in the sky remained as before.

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The angel-level conflict came to an end. Azik, who had witnessed all this, had his eyes wandering and his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had retrieved something from the broken memory. He put a hand on Klein's shoulder, layered blocks of color

Flying back, the indescribable transparent figure went away. Klein's spirituality was suddenly touched, and he felt like he was traveling through the spirit world again.

After a while, they found themselves in a valley, spread out along the river, with fertile fields, manors and towns with Loen characteristics.

Klein looked around and found that the place he was currently standing was a dark cemetery that had been abandoned for a long time.

"Mr. Azik..." He shouted in confusion.

Azik walked to a tomb with a broken stone tablet and covered with weeds, and said in a low voice: "I remembered something again."

"I once told you that in one of my dreams, in one of my lives, there was a daughter. She had smooth black hair. She liked to sit on the swing I built by myself and ask for candy from me."

"Now I can finally understand the wonderful feeling of traveling through the spiritual world. It is the call from the blood."

Klein was infected by the other party's emotions and asked quietly:

"This is her..."

Azik nodded, squatted down, and stroked the half of the tombstone. His bronze side face showed tenderness, sadness, and confusion:

"This is her grave."

"If I remember correctly, she has been dead for nine hundred and twenty-six years..."

Year 926... Klein wanted to say something, but was cut off by that long period of time.

If the major churches had not forced the dead to be buried in cemeteries with certain supervision, and if there had been no all-out war since the Fifth Age, these graves and tombstones would have been nowhere to be found.

A person's life only lasts a few decades, and this is nine hundred and twenty-six years.

The abandoned cemetery was quiet for a while. Azik stood up again and grabbed Klein's shoulders:

"I'll send you back first."

After a few minutes of traveling through the spirit world, Klein saw the white sheets and the brown floor again.

Azik pressed his hat and said Shen Ran:

"I continue my journey and you continue your adventure."

Klein nodded and was about to speak when he saw Mr. Azik twitching the corners of his lips and smiling:

"Were you worried that I would turn into an evil person like a witch after I fully recovered my memory?"

Without waiting for Klein to answer, Azik sighed and said:

"I'm worried too."

"However, I want to find myself more."



After personally blocking the powerful men from the Church of Darkness who came after him, and successfully helping Medici escape from Bayam, in the Aurora Society's stronghold, the True Creator scratched his hair in confusion.

"How was Medici discovered?"

"Klein?"

"Why did he do this... I obviously showed good intentions, is it the instructions of the dark night?"

"But there is no reason for Dark Night to do this. Isn't a war exactly what they all need?"

At this moment, His eyes suddenly condensed, and the shadow curtains of mysticism fell down layer by layer, hiding Him behind the layers of curtains. The aura of the true Creator suddenly became extremely dark and impossible to observe.

After a while, a sigh came from behind the curtain:

"The chain reaction of Medici's escape..."

"Oh, secret, true god level, I just suppressed the divine reaction to the lowest level and disguised myself as an ordinary saint. As long as you don't see it with your own eyes at night, you shouldn't notice this small difference."

"It's better to delay it for a while. The current situation is not chaotic enough. It would be dangerous to expose yourself rashly."

After all, Heiye has been cooperating with his half, and seems to have laid a rather large net. The real creator is not willing to use his own life to test the "friendship" between Heiye and himself, which is so illusory that it does not exist at all. Both belong to

The past era does not receive preferential treatment. On the contrary, attachment to the past, courage to protect important people, and trust in fellow villagers are absolutely powerful cards in the hands of the ruthless gods.

The True Creator initially thought about why Dark Night didn't stop the three traitors during the feast of betrayal, but after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized that Dark Night had no reason to help him. Instead, only when he died could he truly bring peace to other gods.

Come benefit!

If it weren't for his current way of thinking that was slightly more human-like, he would never have doubted this kind of thing.

He has a big head:

"No matter what, you find that I'm pretty good...don't follow the clues and involve the foreign gods."

"He can't wait to be beaten. As long as there's a real threat to him, that's bad."

Thinking of the outer gods, the head of the True Creator grew bigger again.

"He doesn't mind that I use various reasons to hinder His behavior. This is strange..."

"No, 'restricted by a true god'? Can this also be considered the role of the 'bound one'?!"

TBC

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Storm saw the gem mural first, but Storm didn't say anything.

After receiving a report from Klein in the dark night, Medici's escape made him doubt the true situation, so he launched a test.

The fact that Zhenzao has regained some of his rationality is about to be exposed.
Chapter completed!
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