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Christine was not surprised. A half-moon-shaped pendant on her chest floated up automatically, emitting crimson moonlight, which instantly enveloped the mausoleum and the surrounding area in crimson.

This is a seal from the blood clan. It can create an area covered by crimson moonlight, greatly improving the maker of the seal and giving them abilities equivalent to a blood clan duke (Sequence 2). At the same time, it weakens other people. It is a very powerful seal.

However, its negative effects are also very dangerous. The longer it is used, the more it will be eroded and affected by an unknown force, and then become a puppet controlled by that unknown existence - and that unknown existence is none other than the Fallen Mother Goddess!

...

Near the "No. 1 Ruins" outside Backlund, a figure was no longer invisible and appeared. She had shiny black hair, a slightly round face, a beautiful face with a bit of sweetness, and an extremely outstanding temperament. It was the witch Triss.

"…"

Looking at the ruins in front of her, Triss had a bitter face. Why is my life so miserable? Why would a mere Sequence 5 like me be involved in such a huge event?

Why should I care whether that damned Edsak lives or dies?

He wants revenge, he wants to die, what does it have to do with me?

What I should do most now is to find the formula for Hunter Path Sequence 4, collect the materials to complete the promotion, and then become a man again!

Although she thought so in her heart, she kept walking to "Relic No. 1". After some confirmation, she took out a small metal bottle and used the blood inside to draw an illusory door.

As she passed through the illusory door, Triss quietly disappeared and jumped directly from the cliff at the entrance, falling into the dark valley with no bottom in sight.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears:

"Hiding is prohibited here."

Triss's figure suddenly and irresistibly emerged, and above the towering mausoleum at the bottom of the dark valley, a man appeared without anyone noticing.

The man was wearing a formal suit, a cloak and a white wig on his head. His appearance was out of touch with the times. He was none other than the demigod who supported George III, Prince Grove.

Triss's heart suddenly skipped a beat: "It's over."

...

In a simple hotel in the East District, an ordinary-looking man was sitting at a desk with a notebook in front of him and a feather pen writing automatically:

"...Bernadette's target from the beginning to the end was the mausoleum, not William Augustus I, so all her attacks were directed at the mausoleum. William Augustus I obviously knew this, so he was cautious and could not take down Bernadette in a short period of time even though he had a higher sequence... Instead, as the two continued to fight, the mausoleum was inevitably affected by the aftermath..."

"The fight between Christmena and Judith destroyed the mausoleum of Ahowa County in a short period of time. This was inevitable due to the battle between the two disaster witches. _Lan¨Lan. Mosquito. Blood. !Crown~Fei? Yue! Dust! And Judith's original goal was to hold back her sister so that she could no longer go to other mausoleums."

"...Backlund's Tomb No. 1, where Triss, who shouldn't have been, suddenly appeared. This is really strange. After the great smog incident, she should have completely escaped the control of the Witch Cult and lived the rest of her life in peace. But she ended up appearing in a place where she shouldn't have been, and getting involved in an incident beyond her ability."

"And the reason why she chose to take the risk was... to pay back what she owed to Edsek and try to save his life. Oh, what a beautiful and tragic love story, what a simple and innocent witch. Unfortunately, she, who is at Sequence 5, met a Sequence 4 demigod, but in the end..."

Before the quill finished writing, a hand tightly grasped it. The hand was obviously exerting great force, the knuckles were obviously protruding, and the veins were bulging.

Edsek's eyes widened and he whispered, "Why... did she appear there? Was it you who did this?"

The feather pen wrote quickly: "Although I can't control myself and want to write you to death all the time, this matter really has nothing to do with me... Oh, if you don't do anything, Triss will die."

"Wait, she actually got the sapphire ring of the original witch again. Maybe to save her life, or maybe for some other reason, she decided to give up her plan to jump to Sequence 4 Iron Knight and turn back into a man. With the blessing of the ring, she became the Sequence 4 Despair Witch."

Edessak grabbed the quill again and wrote quickly: "At this moment, a spirit creature passing by coveted the ring on Triss's hand and took Triss into the spirit world and left here."

"A meteorite that was supposed to pass by the planet a week later deviated from its trajectory due to the fight between the two disaster witches, and landed early and crashed into Backlund Mausoleum No. 1. This left the demigod no time to take care of Triss, and he turned to deal with the falling meteorite."

Tick. Tick.

Bright red blood flowed out of Edsak's nostrils and dripped onto the notebook. His expression became extremely hideous because of the pain.

He then let go of the quill and gasped for air.

The quill was free again. "Oh my god, I never thought you would become like that crappy writer Ince Zangwill and force such a nonsensical plot just for Triss."

"You know that when you use me to write the plot, the less forced arrangements there are and the more you go with the flow, the less loss and harm you will suffer. But you still write recklessly for the sake of that man-turned-woman."

"I really can't understand your human love."

Edessak wiped the blood from under his nose vigorously, then grabbed the quill again with an expressionless face and began to write:

"After successfully hunting down Ince Zangwill and advancing to Sequence 4, Klein Moretti felt that he had gained a certain amount of strength. He was originally dissatisfied and annoyed with George III's plan that took two hundred years and resulted in the deaths of countless innocent people. He felt that even if the Seven Gods needed a Black Emperor, it should not be a Black Emperor of such low quality. ~ Wan`ben? 鉮￠占` .Um+wrong* content?"

"Plus, he had some unknown bond with Emperor Roselle, so he decided to take action..."

...

Downstream of the Tussock River, Klein had just passed through the illusory gate with his secret puppet, Quinas, and the traveler when a picture suddenly appeared in his mind:

The dark church with a spire stood in front of us, and the wide door was open, revealing a man in overalls, a gentleman in a formal suit and a top hat, a girl with ruffles on her cuffs, and a lady with lace flowers on her skirt...

They were all suspended in mid-air, motionless.

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"

Black crows circled above the church spire, making heart-pounding cries.

At this time, all the "people" in the church swayed in the wind, making different but consistent sounds:

"Welcome back..."

Klein's expression changed drastically, and a name that he had seen not long ago and suddenly disappeared emerged in his mind: Zaratul!

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"

In the dark world echoing with the cries of crows, the corpses hanging in the black spire church fell down at the same time, passing through the main entrance.

Their eyes were all locked on Klein outside.

Almost at no particular order, a figure slowly but firmly appeared in the air.

Klein didn't bother to see what it was. While maintaining the special state of the "Spirit Line", he quickly snapped his fingers, trying to jump out of the church through the flames.

The result failed.

At this time, a familiar figure appeared: this was an old man wearing a hooded black robe and a beard. His eyes were as dark as the lightless water, and the white beard on his face was long and dense.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chapter 676 Adam is coming

As Zaratul spoke, Klein felt that the spiritual thread in his body was being eroded and controlled bit by bit. He wanted to control Qiunas, but found that he had already lost contact with him. As for the traveler's secret doll—

He was out of control again, just like last time in the foggy town.

Klein was horrified: He was indeed controlled by Zaratul last time!

But at this moment, the secret doll, which had no expression on its face, suddenly raised the corners of its mouth slightly, as if it was smiling, and then a huge phantom of gears suddenly appeared behind it.

Crunch, crunch.

With a series of laborious turning sounds, the ancient gears began to rotate clockwise, aiming at Klein.

The next moment, Klein's breath suddenly increased rapidly, and his mind was filled with pieces of information as if it was being stuffed into a duck. After a brief moment of confusion, he found that his mind suddenly had multiple extraordinary abilities, and he had become a Sequence 3 ancient scholar!

His mind was full of questions, both about the out-of-control secret doll and about his current condition, but he knew that now was not the time to think about it.

He quickly manipulated his spirit thread to break free from Zaratul's control, and then, relying on the "knowledge" he had been taught, he skillfully grabbed at the void twice in succession:

Two figures were then quickly outlined.

A figure with bronze skin, medium build, black hair and brown eyes, was Azik Eggers. But unlike the Mr. Azik that Klein knew, this figure had an indifferent look. He wore a dark black robe embroidered with gold thread and a bird-shaped crown made of gold, as if he was looking down on all living things.

The other one is a messenger lady without a head, carrying four beautiful faces in her hands.

Klein suddenly turned into a Sequence 3 ancient scholar, which was obviously completely beyond Zaratul's expectations, but his response was also very quick. He also grabbed several times in a row, but pulled out three figures:

William Augustus I, a witch in purple robes, and another one wearing rather gorgeous clothes and with long curly chestnut hair, who was none other than Roselle Gustav of the Great Emperor period.

As the historical projections pulled out by both sides fought each other, Klein quickly jumped into the gap in history. In this way, he finally left the strange church.

Then, he fired several powerful air cannons in succession towards the mausoleum in front of him with a few "pop" sounds. At the same time, he took the time to look at the traveler's secret doll - but he had disappeared without a trace.

"What the hell is going on?!"

An old voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Has no one told you not to be distracted during a fight—especially when fighting against higher-sequence Beyonders of this path?"

...

Inside a hotel in the East District.

Edessak's hand holding the quill was shaking more and more, and scarlet blood was constantly flowing out of his nose, mouth, eyes, and even ears.

"...It was such a surprise. One of Klein's puppets suddenly escaped from his control for a completely unknown reason, and then used a completely unknown ability to allow him to possess the strength of a Sequence 3 in a short period of time."

"This was originally beneficial to Edsak's plan, but he felt very heavy because there were too many unknowns and too many things were out of his control. He could only comfort himself - as long as he could disrupt George III's promotion, the result would be good."

"An accident happened again. Triss, who was supposed to be taken away by a passing spirit creature in Backlund's Tomb No. 1, escaped from the spirit creature for some unknown reason and used this opportunity to successfully transform into the Sequence 4 Witch of Despair."

"At this moment, she had only one thought. No matter why she came here, she only needed to do one thing... and that was to destroy the mausoleum as much as possible, even if it meant using her own..."

Edessak's fingers holding the quill became more and more forceful, stopping it from writing on its own, and then he gritted his teeth and wrote: "Triss remembered the days when she was imprisoned by Edessak, and the memory of being a man but waking up from another man's bed every day!"

"She suddenly realized how stupid her behavior was! This was not love, but humiliation, and it was humiliation arranged by others! She couldn't help but reflect on herself. She finally broke free from the arrangement and had a chance to live again. Why did she fall into the arrangement of others again and fight for a man who ruined her and made her sick?"

"So, she's awake, and she wants to escape..."

Just as I finished writing the last letter of the word, the quill suddenly broke free and began to write on its own:

"Danger! Danger! Danger! A powerful and unknown entity is coming!"

"I understand. He arranged for Triss to go to the mausoleum in the first place so that the stupid and ridiculous Edessak could not help but intervene and forcibly reverse the plot, and then locate Edessak and the Pen of Alesukhod!"

"You've been fooled, Edessak, you've been fooled, run! Run quickly! He is coming, He is coming to catch us!"

"A spirit world creature who happened to be passing by and was friendly to Edessak appeared, and took Edessak away from Backlund, to the depths of the spirit world, to..."

Edessak picked up the quill and said coldly, "No, I will never leave Backlund until George III fails!"

"Idiot! Idiot! If you want to die, don't take me with you!"

Alesukhod's pen struggled frantically, trying to write these words, but failed. Edsak continued to write: "The lazy lady of the Psychological Alchemy Society, out of recognition of the voting results and consideration of her own purpose, decided to come forward to help Edsak."

"Several powerful spiritual beings hiding in the spirit world who hate George III have also decided to come forward to protect Edessak until George III's promotion ceremony fails!"

"The secret mausoleum located in the lower reaches of the Tussock River finally collapsed under the fighting of multiple angel-level historical projections. Another mausoleum of George III was destroyed..." - Crossed out.

"An unexpected enemy has appeared. He is the evil god S'ea from the Rose School of the Southern Continent!"

As I was writing furiously, Aldai suddenly walked in, "I really can't help it. You used the Pen of Alesukhod to arrange for me to help you in front of me."

"But I just want to watch the show quietly. I'm really worried."

Edsak turned his head and said, "I don't believe you do this without any purpose. What is related to me is either George III or this feather pen. If you also have a grudge against George III, you should naturally help me. If you want this pen, I beg you to wait a little longer. I will naturally offer it to you with both hands after I have completed my revenge on George III."

Arde, or Amon, took out a crystal clear monocle and put it on his right eye, with a playful smile on his face: "Unfortunately, you guessed wrong. I have no interest in George III and Al-Suhod's writings. I said... I am just watching the show. \3+叭?墈\书·蛧/ ^最￠芯?彰-结~叼\薪`剁,"

He looked aside and said, "What do you think, Lilith?"

A small figure appeared, and Lilith looked at Amon with a raised eyebrow, "I was wondering why you suddenly disappeared recently, it turns out you went to the Psychological Alchemy Society."

"I really don't understand your purpose in doing this."

"Just watching the show is in line with your personality, but why don't I believe it?"

Amon smiled and said, "That only shows that you don't know me well enough..."

Lilith interrupted, "Okay, I don't care what you want to do, I just want that quill. Are you going to stop me?"

"Me? Of course I wouldn't, but... I don't know if there's another person present."

Rustle, rustle.

The quill in Edessak's hand broke free from his control and quickly wrote a few words on the paper:

"Adam is here."

Adam, dressed in simple priest attire, walked out of thin air. His expression was as calm as ever, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

He first nodded slightly to Lilith as a greeting, then looked at Amon: "No wonder I couldn't find the Pen of Alesuhod. It turns out you are the one causing trouble. What do you want to do?"

Amon pinched his monocle and looked aggrieved: "Paranoia, why do you think I have some purpose?"

Adam just looked at Him quietly without saying a word.

After a moment, Amon spread his hands and said, "Well, I just want to mess things up, the more chaotic the better, and then fish in troubled waters, seize Sefirah Castle, and become the Lord of Mysteries."

"Are you satisfied?"

Lilith curled her lips, "Everyone knows that Amon never tells the truth."

"???"

Amon: "Then why are you asking me?"

Adam suddenly said, "Lilith, put down the Pen of Alesuhod."

Almost at the same time, "another" Lilith suddenly appeared beside Edsek, her fingers already grasping the quill, but Adam's voice seemed to have some irresistible power, forcing Lilith to let go of the quill.

"What a scoundrel's path!"

Lilith snorted, and with a wave of her hand, the entire room quickly spun upside down and fell into the mirror world, while she grabbed the feather pen.

But at this moment, several pale and slender hands suddenly appeared from both sides and blocked Lilith at the same time. Lilith shook her fingers and invisible silk threads burst out, directly cutting the hands into pieces.

However, when she wanted to get the feather pen, the mirror world had already shattered, and they returned to the hotel, and her position was exchanged with Adam.

Adam reached out and squeezed the quill in Edsak's hand.

At this time, Edessak was bleeding from all seven orifices, and his hair was dry and gray. He tightly grasped the feather pen and said, "Please... please give me... give me one last bit of time."

Adam said softly, "Although the Pen of Alesuhod is a so-called Level 0 Sealing Item, it has its limits after all. I can't use it to influence several angel demigods at the same time and prevent an angel king from ascending to a god."

"Keep writing, and the only thing waiting for you is death."

Edsak smiled and said, "How can we know if we don't try?"

Chapter 677 Klein Pulled Out a Big Shot

"If I don't try, how can I avenge my mother, my brothers and sisters, and my dead relatives and friends? Emperor Roselle once said that meanness is the passport of the mean, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble."

"In order to deal with a despicable person, I can only be more despicable!"

Adam loosened his fingers, "I hope you don't regret it."

"Thanks."

Edessak coughed up blood repeatedly, but the quill pen in his hand wrote faster and faster. Unfortunately, more and more words were either crossed out or disappeared after they were written.

His influence on George III's ascension to godhood became increasingly smaller.

Lilith couldn't help but snorted, "Hey, Triss is willing to risk her life just to keep you alive!"

Edsak looked weakly, "This was just a 'love' born out of falsehood and arrangement from the beginning. Everything is fake, haha, even the identity of his woman is fake."

"My father is fake, my feelings are fake, and my identity as the heir of Loen is fake..."

He held the quill and smiled miserably, "And now, the hope I have always held on to... is also false. Perhaps even my obsession with revenge on George III was forcefully instilled in me by people like you who are so high and mighty... and is also false."

"So... rather than continue to live a false life like this, maybe it would be better to die. If I can drag George III along with me, at least in the future when people talk about me - the Edessack who pulled the despicable George III off the altar, at least it will be real!"

Lilith pinched her waist and said, "Adam, Amon, look at the shit you guys did. It drives people crazy. E*Z. It's been published! I'm glad you did it~"

"So, in order to save such a poor person, Miss Lilith has no choice but to do it!"

As soon as the voice fell, Lilith and the feather pen in Edsak's hand suddenly disappeared. A light golden light flashed in Adam's eyes, and suddenly, black stone pillars stood up around him, supporting a magnificent and huge church.

In this church, every pillar, every arch, and every dome surface was inlaid with bones of different races. They were densely packed, staring at Ince Zangwill with different eye holes, surrounding a cross that was hundreds of meters long.

Pop.

With a snap of fingers, the space inside the church seemed to shatter, turning into countless fragmented mirrors, each of which reflected a Lilith.

In different mirrors, Lilith's movements and expressions were very different. Each Lilith used a variety of abilities. All of a sudden, landslides, floods, tsunamis, plagues and viruses poured down, submerging the Church of Bones.

In an instant, the Church of the Corpses was on the verge of collapse under the continuous impact, and cracks appeared on the walls, roof and even the huge cross.

"Goodbye, you!"

At the moment the Church of Bones collapsed, the Liliths in all the broken mirrors turned around and jumped into the depths at the same time, disappearing into the distance, passing through layers of mirror worlds and escaping into the distance.

But just as she was about to leave through the other mirror, she suddenly felt her body stagnate, and then everything in front of her eyes suddenly changed, and in a trance she was back in the hotel again.

Before she could stand firmly, the quill in her hand was taken away by Adam with a calm face.

Lilith was furious: "Amon!!!"

...

Outside the secret mausoleum in East Chester County.

After all, Bernadette is two levels lower than William Augustus I. Even with several level 0 seals, she still cannot make up for the huge gap.

Although the battle between the two had a certain impact on the mausoleum, under the maintenance of William Augustus I, the mausoleum was always kept from collapsing. At this time, the negative effects of several of Bernadette's seals were about to hit. She knew that it was impossible to destroy the mausoleum, so she put away the seals and planned to leave.

But William Augustus I kept chasing after her, and he pulled Bernadette back by forbidding spiritual travel, and then tried to kill the mysterious queen who dominated the world, the daughter of Emperor Roselle!

...

The secret tomb of the lower Tussock River.

Klein soon fell into defeat in the battle with Zaratul. After all, his Sequence 3 was only obtained temporarily, while Zaratul was a veteran Sequence 2 powerhouse, not to mention that He had even summoned S'a from the Rose School!

Klein had seen from afar in Bayam the scene of Sua chasing Edward. Later, through Lilith's explanation, he also learned that this was a Sequence 1 angel!

He was almost dying fighting Zaratul, and now there was another Sequence 1 angel. The only thing he could do now was to run for his life!

But at this time, the projections of Mr. Azik and Miss Messenger were entangled by the historical projection cast by Zaratul, and the evil god S'ea broke through the spirit world, stretched out black arms full of curses and corrosive aura, and grabbed Klein from all directions.

He dodged them one by one with difficulty, but the curse and corrosive aura on those arms still caused great damage to Klein's spirit and body.

Feeling the tingling pain coming from his spirituality, Klein grabbed at the void again. Bernadette, wearing a cake skirt and an old hat, jumped out from the gap in history. With lifeless eyes, she followed Klein's instructions and headed towards Sua.

Klein kept grabbing and tried again. He failed the first time - he wanted to pull out Edward's historical projection. According to Priscilla's words and Lilith's certification, Edward was also a Sequence 2 warrior at this time, and a Sequence 2 apprentice. Regardless of his combat ability, his ability to escape was definitely the strongest.

Shit, Edward, oh Edward, isn't our relationship strong enough?

I can't even pull out your historical projection?

Was it possible that all the brotherhood you showed to each other before was just fake and plastic?

I misjudged you!

Klein complained in his heart, but his hands kept moving. He casually pulled out a few cannon fodder to make up the numbers. Unfortunately, these cannon fodders mutated under the aura of Sua and turned against Klein.

Klein snapped his fingers several times, transformed into flames and quickly leaped forward. Then he leaped into the gap in history, only to see Zaratul waiting for him!

He immediately took out the projection of Poseidon's Scepter and a lightning storm struck it. Then he pulled out the projection of the secret puppet Qonas and used full firepower to block Zaratul, while at the same time quickly jumping out of the gap in history.

Waiting for him is the evil god Suea!

"This time I'm dead."

Klein's heart sank, and he performed several consecutive flame jumps to distance himself from Sua as much as possible. However, a ball of fire suddenly blocked his way and transformed into Zaratul. Behind him was Roselle from the Great Emperor period. A powerful twisting force descended.

There is no place to retreat or escape!

But Klein still refused to accept his fate. Suddenly, he thought of a "person", so he quickly tried his best to inject spiritual energy and forcefully pulled it out of the void -

A woman with a hood and classical robes, with a beautiful but expressionless face, was pulled out from the cracks of history - she was the "high-level" of the Church of Night who had helped her and sent her to the foggy town.

The moment He appeared, Klein's spiritual power was almost exhausted, as if countless steel needles were piercing his brain. The intense pain almost made him faint.

Zaratul's originally calm expression suddenly changed - fear, panic, shock, confusion, "He" stared with eyes wide open and only had time to utter the word "no" before his figure was once again wiped out by the eraser, leaving only the historical projection of Emperor Roselle standing stiffly in the air.

After a moment, his eyes flashed and disappeared.

...

In the "No. 1 Ruins" outside Backlund,

With the help of the sapphire ring, Triss completed her transformation and was promoted from Sequence 5 to Sequence 4 Witch of Despair. Her hair stood up one by one, becoming as thick as small snakes. Their outer layer was slippery and evil, with black and white eyeballs embedded on the top, or a venomous snake-like head growing out of it, with its mouth slightly open and its tongue spitting out.

Around Triss, the grayish-white color spread rapidly in all directions as if it had life. Wherever it passed, the stone became hard, and other things turned into stone.

The various ceremonies originally arranged in the "Relic No. 1" were also stained with gray. Prince Grove was instantly surrounded by the gray that spread from the void. He could only rely on the blazing light emitted by the crown of thorns above his head to maintain a very small safe area. The words he wanted to say and the prohibitions he wanted to do could not be heard at all.

Triss glanced coldly at Prince Grove, and, surrounded by the snake-like hair that covered the sky, took a step towards the secret mausoleum at the bottom of the dark valley.

But at this moment, her body trembled.

Suddenly, fragments of memories flashed through her mind, including herself before she became a woman, herself when she was controlled by the Witch Cult and arranged to be with Prince Edessak, herself when she was indulging in pleasure with Prince Edessak, and more importantly, herself who was becoming less and less like herself due to various arrangements.

A fierce anger suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart, and her mind suddenly became calm and clear:

What am I doing now?

What the hell am I doing?

I was willing to sacrifice myself to help Edessak?