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Arianna then asked, "When do you plan to hunt Zarathu?"

"It's not confirmed yet. I'm not sure yet."

Edward thought for a while and said, "I need to think carefully about the hunting plan and find enough helpers. Otherwise, if he escapes, it will be very troublesome to find him again."

"Okay, I'll wait for your contact."

"Thank you in advance, Ms. Arianna."

Edward placed his right hand on his chest and bowed, ending the summons and disappearing into the underground corridor.

...

Inside the source castle.

Seeing Edward appear again, Amon, who had been quiet recently, suddenly said, "Huh?" "Did you go to look for Heiye just now?"

Chapter 598: A Death

"How do you know that?"

Amon smiled and said, "He has added a layer of mystery to you. Even if we meet face to face, I can no longer easily see through the changes in your fate."

Edward raised his eyebrows. "So, you could see it before? What did you see?"

"hehe."

Amon smiled but said nothing.

"I ha ha your uncle!"

"…"

Amon shook his head. "I am not laughing at you asking me about the change of my fate, but at the fact that you are involved with the night again after being paranoid."

"I really don't know if you are really stupid and not afraid of death, or if you have something special to rely on."

Edward asked, "How?"

"If paranoia is something I hate and am on guard against, then the night is the one that scares and even terrifies me."

He pinched his monocle habitually and continued, "Let me guess... did you get the extraordinary characteristics of the planeswalker from the night?"

Edward: "…"

You guessed it right.

Amon laughed: "It seems that I guessed right."

"Congratulations, you are not far from bad luck."

"Thank you so much for your reminder."

Edward pretended to bow to him and said, "So, do you have any good suggestions on this?"

"I said it a long time ago, Sefirah Castle... you can't control it, so why not let me serve you as an angel under my seat, and leave the rest to me.^x~k￠a~n?s*h?u¨w￠u/.·c^o`m^

Anyway, whether it's Paranoia, Dark Night, or anyone else, they're all coming for your Sefirah Castle. Without it, you naturally don't need to face these troubles and dangers anymore."

"And then happily become a member of Amon's big family, right?"

Amon shook his head and sighed: "Alas, you have misunderstood me too deeply. In fact, apart from the thieves, I am mostly a shallow parasite to ordinary people."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Edward answered perfunctorily and then asked, "I have a question for you."

"Go ahead, but I won't necessarily answer."

"I want to go to the God-forsaken Land. What can you do for me?"

Amon said, "Did Hei Ye ask you to go?" His tone was filled with doubt, "Strange, why did He suddenly become interested in the God-Forsaken Land?"

He tilted his head and thought for a moment, but he didn't seem to have an answer, so he said, "If you want to enter the God-Forsaken Land through normal means, you have to go through the gate of the Giant King's Court. To do this, you have to ask the Hanged Man for his opinion. Without His permission, not even the Seven Gods can pass through."

"I do have a way to get in and out, but it doesn't apply to you. Or... can you let me take you there?"

The method Amon mentioned was, one was to use the bug in the dream of the God War Ruins, but this method was only available to him; the other should be to go through the abyss and borrow a passage - it is not ruled out that the second method was also a bug, but the location was changed.

In this case, I won't be able to enter the God-forsaken Land with my own abilities.

Should I try my luck at the God War Ruins again? Maybe I can meet the Holy Word Angel Stifo again. However, Stifo should have gone through the gate of the Giant King's Court to enter and exit the God Forsaken Land, which was tacitly approved by the Real Creator - the Real Creator who has not merged with Father Maozi is a real lunatic!

Unless I can get Stefan to read it out... No, let Him help find someone to read out my three-part honorific name, and then have someone open the sacrificial door and go to the God-forsaken Land through sacrifice. +0`0·小,说′徃+ *埂+歆_最.哙\

Hey wait?

Am I really researching a way to enter the God-forsaken Land?

Damn it, you, Amanesis, asked me to take you to the God-Forsaken Land, and I went there foolishly. Don't I seem too stupid and easy to fool?

What? You paid me?

Just a Sequence 2 Planeswalker Extraordinary Characteristic, and you want me, the current Lord of Sefirah Castle, to fight for my life?

It's a nice thought!

After some psychological complaints that seemed to be either a way to find joy in misery or to comfort himself, Edward temporarily put the matter of the magical land out of his mind. The most important thing right now was to wait until he saw Lilith before thinking about anything else.

"Have you thought about it?"

Amon yawned and said, "Anyway, you have completely controlled me, right? What is there to worry about? Or is this control limited to Sefirah Castle?"

Edward glanced at Him and said calmly, "I'll catch a few more Amons to accompany you some other day, and then you'll know if it's limited to Sefirah Castle."

"Heh, you're so funny pretending."

"You're much funnier as a crow."

Edward gently threw the gold coin, and as Amon's anus tightened again, he disappeared into the Sefirah Castle.

"Oh, have you injected some humanity into me again?"

Amon was amazed. He tilted his head and used his wings to support his chin. "Dark Night... is He really here for the new Lord of Mysteries? If I were Him, I would only choose people from the path of fortune tellers. With Bethel here... this guy will hardly have a chance."

"I don't understand."

...

After leaving Sephira Castle, Edward first said hello to Christmena, and then asked Arrodes for a way to get to the Forsaken Land of the Gods. Unfortunately, the method it provided was exactly what Edward knew.

"What do you think the Goddess of Night is hiding in the God-forsaken Land?"

Faced with this question, Arodos was stuck for a long time and replied in a half-dead handwriting: "Great...existence, thank you...for thinking so highly of...me." At the end, he added a crying emoticon.

"…"

Edward immediately recalled a vicious comment he had seen online in his previous life, that all men who liked to send emojis during chats were stupid guys - you stupid guy!

"If you were given a chance to hide your most important thing in the God-forsaken Land, where would you hide it?"

Arrodes answered quickly this time: "The Giant King's Court, or... the place where I, a humble and pitiful person, was born."

Edward was stunned. Where was Arrodes born?

Chaos Sea?

You don't say, you really don't say, in this vast God-forsaken land, apart from the Giant King's Court occupied by the real Creator, only the Chaos Sea is suitable for "hiding" things. After all, the former is a crazy evil god, and the latter is the source of essence, and there is no way to find them through divination.

However, hiding in the chaotic sea, aren't you afraid of being contaminated by it?

Huh?

Chaos Sea... If it really is the Chaos Sea, it doesn't seem necessary to enter from the God-Forsaken Land. I remember that under the abandoned castle of the vampires on the outskirts of Backlund, there is a bronze gate leading to the Chaos Sea.

Otherwise, when you really plan to go, you can find a chance to take a look?

...

The next day,

Edward pulled himself together and once again stepped into the astral realm, arriving at a quiet, dark and boundless kingdom filled with moon flowers, night-blooming herbs and other plants - the kingdom of the goddess of night.

This was his second time to this dark kingdom. Last time, he simply marked a coordinate and stayed for a short while. This time, he was a wanderer, "traveling" in this area.

It's not quite accurate to say that we are sightseeing, it's more about walking and stopping along the way to appreciate the unique scenery here.

As expected, he did not see the Goddess of Night, and he did not know where She was hiding and sleeping. Of course, with the secret authority She possessed, it would be difficult to find Her even if She stood in front of him.

I don't know how long it took.

Edward came to a vaguely familiar place. Although it looked no different from the surrounding areas, with the same clusters of night-blooming herbs and deep-sleeping flowers, and the same darkness, the spirituality gave it a familiar feeling.

Oh, he immediately understood that this was the place where the coordinates were marked for the future. It was also here that he first saw the Goddess of Night - the one who was like covering the starry night sky with her body, the deepest and most sinister old fox hidden in the entire mysterious world.

Why did He fall into deep sleep?

Injured? According to the several gods' kingdoms I've visited before, it seems that the last fight between gods can be traced back to thousands of years ago, when the seven gods joined forces to fight the Hades.

Then, due to the invasion of the outer gods, the seven gods were forced to stay in the astral realm to maintain the barrier until one hundred and ninety years later, when the war between the god of war and the goddess of night took place.

If he wasn't injured, there was only one thing Edward could think of: The Goddess of Night was fusing the source essence?

But wasn't the River of Eternal Darkness taken away by someone?

Even if he didn't take it, he couldn't get the River of Eternal Darkness for fusion - in the original novel, the Goddess of Night invested in Klein, wasn't a big part of the reason she wanted to wait for Klein to be promoted to the Lord of Mysteries so that she could help him intercept some tributaries?

Besides, before he obtained the extraordinary characteristics of the God of War and the God of Death, why did he fuse the River of Eternal Darkness with his head?

Tsk, you all are riddlers. It is obvious that you want me to be your free labor, why don't you explain it clearly? Why do you make me guess all the time?

Thinking of this, Edward's eyes rolled, and a bold idea emerged. Then mysterious words emerged in his eyes, and he used [Deconstruction] on the kingdom of God in front of him.

At first, nothing in front of me changed at all, as if the deconstruction had failed.

But the spiritual consumption is real.

After a few more minutes, the night-blooming herbs and deep-sleeping flowers all over the ground gradually disappeared, replaced by endless darkness and tiny stars in the darkness.

Edward continued to inject spirituality, and the starlight gradually disappeared. All that was left before his eyes was a dead darkness, rushing in from all directions, as if it wanted to swallow him up.

And this darkness is the essence of constructing this kingdom of God, which comes from the power of the Goddess of Night - to be more precise, it should be the power of hidden authority.

Spiritual intuition told Edward that as long as he could continue to deconstruct, after a thousand or eight hundred years he might be able to deconstruct the essence of this authority and reproduce it - in other words, he would also indirectly grasp a part of the authority of the Goddess of Night!

It would be a satisfactory result for most people to master the power of the gods in 1,800 years, but the problem is that even if the goddess agrees with you, Edward doesn't have so much time to slowly deconstruct it. *Lan! Lan￠闻-穴- /首+發?

At this moment, a gurgling river gradually emerged from the endless darkness. Edward was just about to concentrate his attention and look over there - suddenly, a pair of meaningful eyes opened in the river and looked at Edward from a distance.

In just a moment, he felt his breath was choked, and then the river quickly receded, and he also came out of the [Deconstruction] state. Before he could catch his breath, his spirit began to beat wildly, sending an extremely dangerous signal.

It's over,

It's a big deal!

The next second, he watched his body disappear from the spot as if it had been erased by an eraser.

Chapter 599: Roselle's Cocktail Party

Edward felt only darkness before his eyes and he completely lost consciousness, as if he had entered the deepest dreamless sleep.

An unknown amount of time had passed before the lightless and silent darkness suddenly began to shake, and Edward vaguely felt something as if a faint, cold wind was blowing towards him.

Edward slowly opened his eyes as his thoughts gradually freed themselves from solidification. What came into view was the fog that filled the surroundings and the deep, cold night. Not far away, there was a small town.

The most eye-catching building in the town is a very old-style spire church. It is completely black, has no bell tower, and black crows are circling around the top of the church.

There are many buildings scattered around the church, including ordinary two-story houses, simple wooden houses, a bakery with a sign hanging on it, and a gray-white mill powered by a water wheel, but there is no pedestrian, and they seem to have fallen asleep in the quiet and peaceful night.

"…"

After a brief moment of confusion, Edward roughly guessed where this place was: it was the black town where Klein was exiled by the goddess after he was caught stealing the Antigonus family notes from the church in the future.

Klein, I am one step ahead of you again...

Ah, this doesn't seem like there's anything to be proud of!

Compared to when Klein came, there was Mr. A, the witch, and Zaratul. The town was now empty and there was no danger. It could be considered a small warning from the goddess.

Unfortunately, your warning may be of limited use: when the smart brains take the upper hand, I certainly won't be stupid enough to act recklessly in the territory of the gods, but once I am accidentally influenced by childish stupidity, I can't control my behavior at all.

Edward sighed, walked around the not-so-big town, and went to see the strange church full of corpses hung by spiritual threads, as well as the statue of "Mother of Heaven".

After standing in front of the statue for a while with his chin pinched, he transformed a carving knife and wrote five Chinese characters on the bottom of the statue with a creaking sound: "Hello, Zhou Mingrui."

After nodding with satisfaction, he used [Destination] to forcibly leave this place where even Sefirah Castle could not communicate.

...

The digestion progress of the Wanderer Potion has reached its final stage. Even if he doesn't go to the star realm, he should be able to digest it completely and smoothly by visiting a few more planets.

However, the deconstruction scholar's potion digestion progress is much slower, which is not surprising. After all, he has not had the time to "deconstruct" the puzzle and the truth during this period of time.

Edward sat in the living room with his legs crossed, drinking the milk brought by Endili. At this time, Dubois walked in and was slightly surprised when he saw Edward: "Boss, you are back."

He walked over quickly, took out an exquisite invitation and handed it over: "This is Roselle's invitation to the cocktail party tonight."

Edward opened the invitation and took a look. On it was a line of words written in gold-plated Intis language: "Hahahaha, your Roselle is back! Did you miss me? The wine is ready for you. Please bring your own beauties. Don't leave until you're drunk tonight!"

"…"

Oh, sometimes I really envy his mental state.

No matter how big the problem is, he can quickly adjust his mentality and return to his true self.

It's a pity that Russell could no longer maintain this mentality in his later years, and he collapsed under multiple blows and pressures.

Dubois said hesitantly, "Boss, I may not be able to go with you tonight."

"Hmm? Have you dated that pretty girl again?"

"no."

He shook his head, "I'm planning on getting promoted to psychiatrist tonight."

Edward sat up a little straighter, a little surprised: "You're so quick. I thought you would collect enough money first and then buy materials from me. I didn't expect you to do it all by yourself.,0`0?Novel*蛧￠ _Has it been published? The latest conclusion?"

Dubois smiled a little: "Well, it's good luck."

"Oh, okay, I wish you good luck. It's only a few steps away. I'll go to Roselle later. You go ahead and do your work."

Watching him leave, Edward stroked his smooth chin and muttered, "This guy... obviously has a secret. He was able to gather the extraordinary materials of a psychologist so quickly. Did he join some extraordinary organization?"

"That's good."

Edward stretched and stood up. "Let's go to Roselle's cocktail party."

...

7 o'clock in the evening, at the Russell family villa.

The lights come on and there is singing and dancing.

Looking at the men and women holding wine glasses and smiling as they walked back and forth in the cocktail party, Edward always felt that this scene was very familiar - oh, it seemed that all aristocratic cocktail parties looked like this.

"I hope my 'alcohol-induced bad luck' won't cause any trouble this time."

In order to avoid trouble, Edward said hello to Roselle and Matilda, then found a relatively secluded corner to sit down. He drank sparkling wine while refusing to acknowledge the occasional noble ladies and young ladies who came over to say hello. Naturally, he used Transfiguration to transform himself into Klein Sparrow.

"How boring!"

Bernadette's voice came from the side. She changed into an elaborate and gorgeous dress for the cocktail party and looked like a little princess.

"I really don't know why Dad likes to hold cocktail parties!"

She rolled her eyes and whispered, "Mr. Sparrow, why don't you take me out to play."

Edward was tempted, but immediately said expressionlessly, "Forget it. I'm afraid your father will kill me."

"Don't worry."

"how?"

"He can't beat you!" She thought for a moment and said, "Besides, can't you create a fake me to pretend that I'm still here?"

The little girl grabbed Edward's arm and shook it. "Don't you think the drinking party is boring too?"

"But you've seen the little mermaid, and your father is back now. Where else do you want to go?"

"Anywhere is better than here!"

As she was talking, Bernadette suddenly looked ahead and said in surprise: "Hey? That person, it's that person..."

"What's wrong?"

Edward looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a very familiar young man in a windbreaker walking in with a smile on his face, escorted by what looked like bodyguards. He hugged Russell and then started chatting and laughing.

Isn't this the queen...of Intis?

As soon as he saw her, Edward immediately thought of the "genius plan" of switching genders. Looking at her current close relationship with Russell, an idea reappeared in his mind: Why don't you just not switch genders and just hook up with Russell directly.

In the future Roselle will have to usurp the throne of Intis anyway, so you two can get together and give up the throne to him, thus eliminating the middleman (the church) from making a profit. How great is that.

Edward showed a malicious smile on his face. Should he... help them?

Bernadette: Why does Mr. Sparrow's current appearance make me feel creepy?

...

On the other side, Roselle, who was bragging to the king about his sailing experiences in the past two months, shuddered for no apparent reason, then raised his head and looked around quickly, but found nothing.

"Your Majesty, it seems that during the two months I was at sea, you have been one step closer to taking control of real power."

Doloren Soren smiled and said, "Why do you say that?"

"Isn't this obvious? Before, you wouldn't have been able to leave the palace so easily to attend a cocktail party hosted by a little viscount like me."

"Oh."

Doloren just laughed and didn't explain further.

Now the real leaders of the Solon royal family have been taken away by Fomonda Solon, and she has also reached an agreement with the rest of the royal family. She is indeed much freer than before.

Doloren asked casually, "Are there any new inventions recently?"

"It's not really new, but I hope to popularize the steam locomotive I invented earlier, and this requires Intis... No, it requires your greater support, because the initial investment may be relatively large."

Roselle then told the king about the idea of ​​building railways and constructing a national transportation network, including the investment returns and a series of subsequent benefits. Doloren nodded frequently after hearing this. Although she was forced to become king, she had learned a lot over the years. She could naturally see that further popularizing railways and steam trains would bring huge benefits and changes.

But at the same time, it will also encounter a lot of opposition.

As the two talked, people came forward from time to time to say hello. Some people who recognized the king were surprised, but their expressions were mostly calm. In their hearts, they gave Roselle a higher label - before, everyone admired Roselle, more importantly because of his identity as the "Son of Steam", and now it seems that he may soon soar into the political arena!

"Oh, that's right."

Roselle smiled and clinked glasses with the king. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your help in my appointment as an officer in the army."

Doloren smiled faintly. "Compared to what you have done for Intis, this is nothing. However, you also know my situation. I can only arrange a nominal position for you. How far you can go depends on yourself."

"Hahahaha, there's no need to go to such lengths. I just want to gild myself. It would be best if I could find an opportunity to make some achievements and raise my title. You don't know that the last words my father said to me before he died, holding my hand, were for me to earn a count for the Gustav family."

Doloren raised his glass and said, "Well, good luck to you."

They each took a sip of wine, and Doloren suddenly said, "I'm a little tired. Please arrange a room for me to rest for a while."

Roselle immediately understood her hidden meaning and said, "Okay..."

Just as he said this, he suddenly felt a spiritual movement and subconsciously looked in a certain direction. He saw a well-dressed middle-aged man raising a glass and smiling at him.

Roselle's gaze lingered for a moment, then he naturally moved away: "Your Majesty, I'll have someone take you to the VIP room first. I'll go get a bottle of fine wine that I've treasured for many years."

Doloren Solon nodded with a smile, "Okay."

After leaving the cocktail party, Roselle went straight into the wine cellar where the red wine was stored. He walked to the innermost part and picked up a bottle of collectibles that was more than 30 years old. He then skillfully opened the cork and took out two wine glasses.

"Master Zaratul, I am here."

Chapter 600: Roselle goes to Sefirah Castle again

"Good evening, Russell. Long time no see."

The middle-aged man who had just raised his glass appeared in the room. He slowly walked over, took the half glass of red wine handed to him by Roselle and said, "I am just a secret puppet now. It would be a waste to drink such good wine."

Russell smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I still have a lot of stock anyway."

He took a sip and said, "I thought you wouldn't dare come to Trier again for a while."