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Before the Dark Saint had finished the work in his hands, a roaring word suddenly sounded in his mind, and the world around him suddenly became quiet.

The majestic whispers penetrated into his mind, and the language and messy words turned into information and presented directly into his spirituality:

"...To end the investigation of assassination? To attract a newcomer to come? Praise the Lord!"

The Dark Saint pressed his temple and knelt down and prayed:

“Follow your will!”

The divine enlightenment ended, and the Dark Saint walked around the table in a little excitedly.

"The new man... the God's messenger named by the Lord." He gradually calmed down and began to skillfully figure out the will of God. "As soon as Louis died, a new X took office. There is no doubt that this is the Lord's favor, and it also involves the Holy

So, and the 'voting', I must meet him first... Louis's matter also needs to be concluded, and I must handle this matter properly."

...

Klein followed Mr. Z from the security passage into the enclosed factory area, through the sparse and dark grove, turned a corner, and walked towards a larger building.

The factory was not big, they walked silently for a few minutes. Klein was alert and curious to pay attention to the surrounding situation - based on his observations along the way and the precautions stated on the signs, he believed that this should be a metal part.

Processing plant.

There are about four or five buildings, and it is not clear which one is a workshop, and this size can be found everywhere outside Beckland.

No one would have thought that this factory, which is less than ten kilometers away from the city, was the Aurora's stronghold in Beckland. It is estimated that it would be difficult for the buyers who placed the order to imagine that the goods they purchased were from cultists.

In this era when identity proof and census are not perfect, as long as there are several months of gas and water rental records, they can be used as ID cards. There are too many ways for people with truly sensitive identities to hide and disguise themselves.

After entering the four-story building, his vision immediately became brighter and wider. Klein saw a few gas lights on in this huge factory building, and seven or eight people gathered at the light station and continued to turn their backs to them.

What's busy?

It's past twelve o'clock, and the Aurora factory hasn't gotten off work yet?

Klein looked at it with some doubts and found that those people were actually working overtime to polish parts.

"When will the confessional room be open this week? I didn't have time to go last week and came back to the assessment and almost gotten into a bad place. I have to go to the confessional room at least twice this month. By the way, it's almost June, this

Who is the first of the month?"

As soon as the black-haired believer finished speaking, the believer standing opposite him immediately spoke:

"Mr. A, maybe it's him? Lord Medic said that Iron Blood Cross will not participate in our assessment. I heard that they have arrived in the Southern Continent and have begun to directly rank with their military achievements."

"Since he lost to Mr. Z in one assessment, that guy A has been crazy. He really doesn't sleep without sleeping."

A woman on the table next to her also added a conversation to the noise of screwing: "But did Mr. A exchange meritorious service this month for promotion? Then maybe it wasn't him... Maybe we have to call him next time we meet.

Lord Saint. Thank God, I finally had the opportunity to do some simple work of taking care of children.”

Looking at them, the young man with brown curly hair yawned and couldn't help but tease:

"As a saint, you don't have to participate in the competition between us little extraordinary people. It's a great thing! No matter who you are the first in this month, it probably won't be Z anyway. Mr. X has passed the first seventh, and he is responsible for tracking.

The monitoring has not been tracked yet..."

Klein watched as Mr. Z's hand suddenly fell off automatically, falling into the shadow under his feet, and then slammed on the head of the talking Aurora members.

The young man with curly brown hair was frightened by his bloody arms and rolled into the shadows on the spot.

The other few people suddenly ran around in the spot like headless flies for a while. They realized that they were wandering while working and were discovered by their leaders. They all ran into the shadows and hid.

Mr. Z strode over, picked up his hand and pressed it on the broken limb that was still bleeding. The flesh and blood squirmed for a while and then got it done.

Then he glanced at the shadow in the corner, reached out and grabbed a struggled Aurora member, raised his foot and stepped on him. A believer with a bloody shoe print on his face also came out. The four of them were very

He was almost found, and there was still nowhere to be found.

At the same time, Klein also turned on his spiritual vision and searched the factory for the floating spiritual lines. He saw a few black lines in the corner above everyone suddenly floating in the air. The one who hid the most hidden was actually stuck in the room.

On the ceiling.

Klein secretly reached out to control the man's spiritual thread. After a few seconds, he let go of his hand. A man fell from the corner of the ceiling stiffly, hitting hard at the feet of everyone, twisting his limbs, and his face

It was full of horror.

Mr. Z raised his head and looked at the newcomer with a disapproval in surprise.

He didn't say anything, lifted his leg and kicked his subordinate who was still stiff. He could see that the other party had not suffered fatal injuries, but had just temporarily imprisoned his body's movements by some means and fell from above.

Lawyer?Arbitrator?No, he didn't speak, maybe it was a sequence I didn't know...

Klein is still an outsider at the moment, and Mr. Z is a little tolerant of his chatting companions:

"When you make up for work hours, hurry back. If you are hungry, go to the cafeteria to get some food and don't work overtime and chat here."

Several people lowered their heads and responded timidly. The one who was stiff also got up from the ground and was rushed to the work station by Mr. Z to continue working.

Mr. Z took Klein and continued walking forward, and found a random topic to talk about:

"His Holy Lord wants to summon you, and he will wait for you in front of you. He will arrange work and responsibility for you. I wonder if you will take over the original work of Louis Vine."

Mr. X was originally responsible for developing some connections and secret parties within Beckland, searching for people with abnormal luck, that is, finding the traces of Will Ansetine for the "Androme" of the Aurora Society.

The battle between the two "mercury snakes" is not diverted by his will. He has no disgust towards Uloris, but he has a better impression of Will, who always helps him. If this matter really falls on him

, he could only do his best to help Will cover up, or persuade the other party to change home as soon as possible.

"By the way, what's your sequence?"

Klein adjusted his emotions and spoke proudly: "Sequence 5."

Mr. Z was a little surprised but not very surprised. The extraordinary person who could take over the messenger so quickly must be the extraordinary person in the middle sequence. He must have sufficient strength and devotion to the Lord. Although it was airborne, the Lord and the Saint enjoy the final

Right to interpret.

"arrive."

Mr. Z stopped in front of a staircase—they seemed to be on the first or second floor of the underground—he said: “Follow your spirituality and the Lord Saint will give you instructions.”

Follow the spirituality? Don’t you give me a room number?

Klein casually whispered a few words, then walked forward. He passed the nearest door and reached the fourth door on the left wall. His spirituality suddenly became touched and he stopped involuntarily.

pace.

Is this?

He tentatively pressed his hand on the door handle, but the spiritual feeling suddenly disappeared.

no?

Klein made a guess. He clamped a coin to his fingertips, threw it up in covertly, and caught it, facing upwards.

He immediately turned around and took a step forward, hitting the wall between the third and fourth doors. He hit the stone bricks, but it seemed to hit a sticky water film. The shadow wrapped around all directions, and a bright light flashed by.

Klein appeared in a carpeted room.

The carpet at her feet was soft and thick. Behind the desk in front was a young and pale man. In his spirit, he was a human figure composed entirely of shadows. The black tentacles extended to all directions of the room, like a spider web.

Spider in the center.

This is the saint of the Aurora Society... It is said that there are five saints of the Aurora Society. If Mr. A was promoted smoothly, then he would be six...

There are six saints, at least two angels, one true god, and countless extraordinary people in the middle and low sequences.

They preach in the shadows and the lower classes, with an unimaginable large number of believers, which is already the size of a church. No wonder Aurora is recognized as the strongest of all secret organizations...

As he came, Klein suddenly felt that he could get a lot of resources by mixing in the Aurora Club as a divine envoy.

"...You are the Lamb selected by the Lord. I will first claim that you are my servant, and then gradually reveal your true identity as a servant."

When Klein was thinking, the Dark Saint had already started to speak first. As long as he was not dead, the achievements of the God-fellowed Ones are often the saints. He is still relatively polite to his future colleagues:

"The end of the world is approaching, and the door to the Lord's Sanctuary will open, and you will contact the elect who have been waiting for a thousand years."

“That’s your duty.”

Help Silver City, no, help the survivors of the entire God-abandoned Land? Now it shouldn't be called the "God-abandoned Land"... Klein nodded slightly. He had expected his mission and asked

:

"What do I do?"

"An angel waiting in the sanctuary will help, and another great being will use the key to open the door of the sanctuary and guide them."

As expected, there is an angel in the East Continent, who is the "outsider" mentioned by "Sun" who visited Baiyin City? Does the "key" refer to some means to open up the East Continent and the outside world? Or is it a real "

Key”… Another great existence will also participate? Who else will help the East Continent besides the real Creator? Damn, could it be me?

Klein frowned and asked obscurely:

"Another great existence?"

"Yes."

The dark saint looked serious: "He is the ancient, the savior, the master of eternal times than time and destiny, the god who has been waiting for thousands of years, He is the friend of the Lord, His name is hidden and unrecognized

.”

...Is it me? Is it the "fool"? Isn't it announced the name of the god for the time being just because I sent someone to look for the "fool" before, is it a bit wrong?
To be continued...