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At the beginning, the real creator was "sealed" by the seven gods in the land abandoned by the gods. Of course, he couldn't leave just because he wanted to.

Lilith rubbed her hair and muttered, "Edward's awakening is getting closer and closer, why did this happen all of a sudden? Could this be some conspiracy that Adam has designed against Edward?"

"Oh, my head hurts."

At this time, Ouroboros slowly walked towards the Giant King's Court again. Lilith asked hurriedly: "Hey? Where are you going?"

"wait."

He walked to the door of the gate, sat on the steps, and looked into the distance as if he was in a daze again:

"Wait for the Lord's return."

...

Naturally, the movements in the Giant King's Court were seen by everyone in Afternoon Town. They could feel the frightening aura from afar, and everyone in Silver City looked at each other in bewilderment - do we really want to move on and explore the Giant King's Court?

It is said that the unknown is the most frightening thing, but the act of moving forward knowing that it means suicide is equally frightening.

After a while, Lilith returned to Afternoon Town and released Sifuti from his restraints. "One good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Sifuti: "...Good news."

"The good news is that the one who went crazy in the Giant King's Court was not strictly speaking your Lord. He was just a piece of emotional consciousness left behind when He left the Giant King's Court."

"The Lord has left?"

Sifuti's pupils suddenly fluctuated, "What about the bad news?"

"The bad news is that your Lord may not be able to control himself now, and His departure may not be what He wants."

He thought for a few seconds and asked, "Is it related to the two completely different personalities of the Lord?"

Lilith gave a thumbs up: "Smart."

"The Lord..."

"I don't know, I don't know, don't ask me, I'm also confused."

After denying three times in a row, she turned her gaze to the people in Silver City and landed on Little Sun Derrick. She suddenly smiled and said, "Little Sun."

"???"

Derrick was stunned until the chief looked at him, then he realized that the other party was calling him - although most people in the Tarot Club silently called him Little Sun, he himself didn't know there was such a "nickname".

Lilith then changed his name to "Mr. Sun."

This name immediately made Derrick react. His eyes widened and his face was full of guilt. He glanced at the chief and others in panic and stammered, "You...you are..."

Lilith rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "I am...'Power'."

Chapter 669 is about to begin

"Oh, Ms. Power!"

Derrick suddenly realized that, as far as he knew, there were only two people in the Tarot Club who could come to the God-Forsaken Land. One was Ms. Strength, and the other was Mr. Hightower. Mr. Hightower was out of contact, so of course only "Strength" was left.

"Why...are you here...I...he..."

He wanted to say something, but his companions from Silver City made him afraid to say anything. However, it was too rude to leave "Ms. Strength" alone, so he became entangled and spoke incoherently.

At this time, Chief Colin stepped forward and said, "Sir, may I ask if you just went to the Giant King's Court?"

"That's right."

Lilith nodded and asked, "Are you planning to go there too?"

"Yes, we are from the Silver City. After being abandoned by the Creator we believed in, we lived in darkness and despair for thousands of years. Thanks to the help of Lord Sforti, we arrived in Afternoon Town and saw the Giant King's Court. We want to go there and find a way to leave this hopeless place."

As he spoke, everyone in Silver City showed heavy expressions.

Lilith's expression also became serious. "Don't worry, and don't go any further. Mr. Fool should be able to take you away from here soon."

Wow!

When the people of Silver City heard this for the first time, there was a sudden commotion. They couldn't suppress the shock on their faces, and they all became curious about who this "Mr. Fool" was.

"Mr. Fool…" Colin glanced at Derrick who lowered his head. "Is this the great being that Derrick believes in?"

"That's right. He already knows what happened to you in Silver City. We just need to wait for His power to recover further, and then He can take you away from here. Lola, speak up!"

Lilith repeated, "So, don't go any further. The current Giant King's Court is very dangerous even for Sequence 1 Archangels."

Colin's gray eyes trembled, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I understand."

He placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly: "On behalf of everyone in the City of Silver, I thank the great Mr. Fool. We are also willing to offer our most pious and sincere faith to Him."

Upon seeing this, everyone in Silver City quickly followed suit and bowed.

"Okay, I'll help you convey it."

Colin hesitated for a few seconds, and suddenly said to Lovia, "Lovia, take them away first." After a pause, "Derrick stays."

"Okay Chief."

Luo Weiya didn't say a word, and the group left quickly with excitement, surprise, and anxiety.

When there were only a few of them left, Colin suddenly lowered his eyes and said in a low and painful voice: "Excuse me, sir, has the Lord we once believed in... fallen?"

Sifuti, who had been keeping his head down, looked over.

Lilith smiled faintly: "He did fall, but He was resurrected."

Colin's body trembled.

Although Lilith wanted to kill Adam, it did not stop her from admiring the ancient sun god. If possible, she certainly hoped that after Adam merged with the real creator, the consciousness of the real creator who had regained his sanity would be retained - she always felt that this was very hopeful.

After all, when the two merged, Adam was only Sequence 1. This way, a terrible enemy could be eliminated without fighting, which was something that people would like to see.

But now it seems that the opposite of what was expected might happen. Not only might Adam not be assimilated by the real creator of a higher sequence, but he might have betrayed the real creator and seized the initiative.

Thinking of this, she said as if to comfort Colin and herself:

"Don't worry, it's going to be fine. Everything is going to be fine."

...

Above the gray fog.

Klein sat quietly beside the long bronze table, picking up the real souls and corresponding dust extracted from the spirit world predators he hunted during the day, putting them into a box, throwing them into the pile of debris, and covering them with gray mist.

With the help of the angel Mr. Azik and the guidance of Edward's messenger, hunting the spirit world predators can be said to be very easy and smooth.

It was so easy that in fact the entire process mainly relied on Klein to control the secret puppet and cooperate with himself to complete the killing. Mr. Azik was more to help prevent the spirit world plunderer from escaping.

After completing the hunt, they found a restaurant near Azik's residence, had a meal, and asked each other about their recent experiences.

After eating and drinking, Klein hesitated for a long time and told Azik that he was going to hunt down a demigod for revenge.

Azik glanced at Priscilla and said calmly, "Klein, you may have forgotten. I also have a grudge against that Ince Zangwill."

Klein then remembered that in order to divert Edward away, Ince Zangwill arranged for Priscilla to be almost killed by a meteorite and then killed by the Spiritual Cult. No, not almost. If Mr. Azik hadn't used some special method to save Priscilla, she would have really died!

Thinking about it this way, Mr. Azik seemed to have more reason to take revenge on Ince Zangwill than he did.

"Are you sure that Ince Zangwill has lost the seal?"

Klein nodded. "That's right."

"Okay, I'll join in then."

"Hello!"

At this time, Medici's figure appeared. He sat on an empty seat with his legs crossed, folded his arms and snorted, "Don't you two take me seriously? Are you planning to kill my partner right in front of me?"

Klein was silent: Damn, I really forgot about it.

Priscilla immediately said seriously: "Medici! You have turned over a new leaf now! You can no longer cooperate with bad people to do bad things! I am pulling you back from the path of no return!"

"I don't need to mend my ways!"

"need!"

"unnecessary!"

"need!"

Medici: "..." I'm really crazy. I'm actually doing something stupid with this stupid girl.

Mr. Azik said, "Mr. Medici, are you really going to cooperate with Ince Zangwill?"

"Yeah, I agreed, so what?"

Medici couldn't help but let out a "tsk". It was clearly that girl Lilith who messed with me, so why is it my fault now?

"So you really plan to hunt down a saint from the Church of Evernight?"

Medici said calmly, "Haha, haven't you all decided to use this opportunity to kill Ince Zangwill? What does it matter whether I have this plan or not?"

"But, let me make it clear in advance that I will not show mercy to you guys when the time comes..."

He smiled coldly, "Be careful not to die in my hands."

Priscilla shouted without hiding: "Medici!!"

"Hahahahahaha."

...

In the following week, the war situation in the northern continent changed dramatically. With Feynaport declaring war on Loen, the war that had been going on for a while finally lost its balance. Loen and its allies, Lunburg, Masi, and Segar, lost a lot of territory. Only the last few lines of defense were struggling to resist and were crumbling.

Just as Earl Hall said, Backlund was soon affected. Prices soared, people were living in poverty, and people died of hunger every day.

Some former middle class people quickly lost most of their wealth due to the war, and even eating a piece of white bread became a luxury.

In this week's Tarot Club, in addition to the usual transactions, everyone discussed more about the war that swept across the northern continent. Most people's hearts were shrouded in a heavy shadow, and even the usually lively Miss Justice had lost her former vitality.

During this period, Audrey also sincerely apologized to Moon Emlyn, saying that the supplies promised to him last week might not be available in a short period of time, but some obsolete old firearms could be provided.

Emlyn naturally expressed his understanding. Last week, the resistance forces in the southern continent had gained momentum and had basically conquered the colonies of several countries headed by Loen Intis in one fell swoop, driving them out of the southern continent.

Then they quickly went into rest and prepared to deal with West Balam's army. However, before that, the mid- and high-sequence Beyonders would definitely fight each other first, and only after that would it be the turn of the soldiers on both sides to fight.

The Hanged Man Alger told everyone that the indigenous rebels of the Rorsted Archipelago had quickly gathered together recently and overthrew the rule of several colonies.

The Sea King of the Church of Storms then went out, but was beaten back. This situation undoubtedly further stimulated the enthusiasm of the rebels, and they fought more and more bravely, and recovered the lost territory.

Early this morning,

Audrey presided over the distribution of bread and broth to everyone at the charity hall in the East District. At the suggestion of Mr. Hanged Man, the quality of the bread distributed was relatively poor so that those who were really in need could be screened out.

Looking at the crowds of people with blank and desperate faces in front of her, Audrey understood her father's words even more deeply. There were too many people who needed help, and the Hall family alone could not do anything.

Unless all the rich people and landlords in Backlund take out their stockpiled supplies.

But this is obviously impossible. In fact, not only will those people not give anything to help the lower class people, but they will take the opportunity to hoard goods and raise prices drastically to make money.

As for how many people died because of this, what does it have to do with them? Does it affect their dances? Does it affect their food? Does it affect their status?

To them, the least valuable thing in the world is human life.

call--

Audrey let out a sigh of frustration, and the books she had read during this period flashed through her mind: As expected, if you want to truly solve the problem, you can only destroy the original order and rebuild it.

But how can we rebuild after destroying it?

Reform and change alone won't work, only revolution is needed!

Thinking of this, Audrey felt a little confused. Although she understood the principle, how should she do it specifically?

After all, my world and Edward's world are different. Although there is magic in Edward's world, they chose to escape from the world long ago and have never participated in the regime changes of ordinary people for hundreds or thousands of years.

But in my world, although most people are unaware of the existence of Extraordinary People, they are inseparable from society and the country. For example, in the current war, Extraordinary People are everywhere.

Most of the extraordinary people are defenders of power or the church, so it is too difficult to start a bottom-up revolution here.

Just as she was thinking about this, Audrey suddenly saw a familiar figure. It was Mr. World Klein. He had a heavy face and no one knew what he was thinking.

When she saw Klein, Klein also saw her. He nodded slightly and greeted her, then quickly retreated into the crowd and soon disappeared.

"What are you looking at, Audrey?"

Lilith asked, tugging at her sleeve.

"Oh, I just saw Mr. World."

"Klein," Lilith said after thinking, "At the Tarot Club a few days ago, Priscilla said that the hunt for Ince Zangwill would be this week."

"Yes, but there is still no specific time. I don't know if it's because Ince Zangwill is too vigilant or for some other reason."

At this time, the crowd suddenly made a commotion, and many people turned their heads to look behind them. They saw a team of soldiers from MI9 holding a large poster and pasting it on a wall not far away. From a distance, they could see the large characters on the top:

"Tomorrow morning at 9am, His Majesty the Great King will deliver a speech at Remembrance Day Square."

Chapter 670 Lilith and Mr. Men

When MI9 posted the poster, Klein took the opportunity to take a look at it. The several hundred words were actually just some nonsense to encourage people to do more good. In a nutshell, George III was going to give a speech on the current war situation, asking everyone to unite as one to fight against the invaders and defend their country.

At that time, His Majesty the King will personally go to the front line to command the battle. I hope everyone can defend Loon together with King George III!

Klein frowned. "Could George III's speech be related to his Black Emperor's promotion ceremony? Is he preparing to be promoted to Sequence 0?"

Even though I had anticipated this, I didn't expect it to happen so soon. It was so soon that I was still just a small Sequence 5, with no chance of being involved at all.

"Oh."

Klein then laughed at himself, "So what if I'm promoted to Sequence 4? I'm still just as powerless. I should just take care of my own business first."

He left the Charity Hall, took the subway and then the horse carriage to an exquisite house in the North District. This was the house that Daly and the captain moved into after the war broke out.

However, Klein did not go in immediately. Instead, he waited outside the courtyard gate.

A few minutes later, Leonard, dressed in worker's clothes and a tattered hat, walked over. When he saw Klein, his expression suddenly became very complicated, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Although Klein's identity was already known at the Tarot Club, this was their first real meeting after the Tingen incident.

After the two of them stared at each other for a long time, Klein looked at him and asked, "Why do we have to meet here? Why not wait inside?"

"…"

Leonard was silent for a moment, "I... I haven't met the captain yet."

"Why, are you shy?"

"…"

"Okay, stop being so shy, let's get down to business."

Klein said as he walked in first.

Leonard took a deep breath and hurried over.

...

In the evening, Audrey returned home exhausted. She had been busy all day and had no time to eat. Fatigue came before hunger. As soon as she returned to the bedroom, she curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

Lilith covered her with a blanket and said to Susie, "Susie, take good care of Audrey~"

Susie lowered her head and looked at her legs and said, "Lilith, you know, I'm just a dog. I may not be able to do very complicated movements."

"Isn't your Animagus Transfiguration Potion already finished?"

"Yes."

Susie wagged her tail. "But I'm still waiting for a thunderstorm. It's only spring now, so I may have to wait for several more months."

"Once this matter is over, I will find a chance to take you to the sea. There is no shortage of thunderstorms there."

"Okay~"

Lilith left Audrey's room, and a figure appeared silently beside her. She was wearing a girlish yellow cake dress and an old-fashioned black soft hat. It was Bernadette.

"Is George III going to be promoted to Black Emperor?"

She asked as soon as she appeared.

Lilith said, "Yes, tomorrow's speech will be the beginning of his promotion. He will then complete the ceremony in a secret mausoleum and become the Black Emperor. Are you ready?"

Bernadette nodded: "But my hunch tells me that this matter seems to be more complicated than imagined, and it involves more than just George III."

"Yes, George III has been preparing for these days for a long time."

"Do you think you can really stop George III?"

"Who knows?"

Lilith smiled and said, "Everything depends on human effort. Come on, little Bernadette."

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. I still have things to do."

Bernadette stopped and watched Lilith walk away, then suddenly asked, "Sister Lilith, what will you do then?"

Lilith turned around and thought for a while, "I haven't decided yet, let's talk about it later. Bye~"

She waved her hands, and her body suddenly shattered like a mirror.

...

Night falls quietly.

The cold wind of early spring blew away the clouds, revealing a bright red full moon.

Tonight is a full moon night.

In a room illuminated by crimson light, two figures, one tall and one short, stood on an altar, surrounded by ritual materials such as rubies, sapphires, emeralds, diamonds, pearls, and lapis lazuli.

"Let's get started."

Christine, who was wearing a black dress, looked at the shorter, round-faced girl and spoke calmly.

"…Lady Christine."

Triss forced a smile, "Why do you have to make me do this?"

Triss had actually been living quite well during this period. No one from the Witch Cult had come to look for her, and Lady Crismaena seemed to have forgotten about her. With her Sequence 5 strength and the witch's extraordinary charm, she was able to live a colorful life even in a place like Backlund where there were many hidden talents.

Until an hour ago, when Christine suddenly pulled her out of bed and told her that she needed a favor.

Triss' heart skipped a beat at that moment. You are a Sequence 2 angel, how can I help you? Then she heard Him ask her to arrange a ceremony and talk to the legendary being "Mr. Door".

Christine said calmly, "I'm not familiar with Mr. Men."

I am even less familiar with Him!

Triss wanted to retort loudly, but she could only swallow the words back. "I...what do I need to say?"

"Mr. Men is a great being second only to the gods. You can ask Him any questions you have. Oh, and by the way, ask Him how to enter the nine secret mausoleums that Blood Emperor Tudor built to ascend to the Black Emperor."

As she spoke, Christmena took out the sapphire ring she had taken from Triss and put it back on her slender finger. "It's time to return this to you."

Triss's face turned pale. After going through so many things, she had actually already guessed what the Witch Cult wanted to do with her.

And this ring is one of the key props.

But in this situation, Triss knew that she had no way out. She took a deep breath, lit the unknown hair in her hand, and put it into the cauldron.

When the firelight was tinged with a layer of darkness, Triss took two steps back and recited in Giant language with a solemn expression:

"The great Gate of Ten Thousand Doors;

"The leader of the endless starry sky;

"The key to all mystical worlds..."

As she chanted, the gems around her quickly shattered into powder and floated up, then flashed various lights and cast towards the candlelight on the altar.

A few seconds later,

The flames in the cauldron suddenly expanded and intertwined, becoming increasingly dim, like an "illusory door" leading to another world.

In just a moment, Triss felt the temperature around her drop sharply, as if countless dangers were seeping out from the ball of fire, making the hairs on her body stand up. Her spirit was beating wildly, conveying endless fear.

At this moment, Triss finally had a clear understanding of the being she was about to talk to—this was a Sequence 1 Angel King, who was only half a step away from becoming a god. Even a true god would have to call Him "Mr. Gate."

In the darkness, the expanding flames slowly spun, gradually transforming into a huge and deep vortex. A hint of crimson was hidden deep in the vortex. A faint but extremely sharp voice, as if it could directly pierce a spirit, came from the bottom of the vortex:

"… Chick?"

Upon hearing this voice, the blood vessels in Triss's forehead began to throb, and her head felt as if countless steel needles had pierced it, poking and stirring it madly.