Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

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Sen Leng's color slowly diffused, and within a moment, it took up the entire full-length mirror, and the pale but heroic face gradually became clearer, protruding little by little from the rippled mirror.

Tracy felt the hardness of her feet, and her mood was worse than ever, even worse than when she was searched by the ascetic monks of the Church of the Storms and chased all the way from the Sea of ​​Fury to Bayam and lost everything.

Who is that adventurer?

Why does he want to see me, what is his purpose?

Countless questions that could not be answered now swirled in Tracy's mind, harassing the increasingly chaotic heart of the pirate general.

She couldn't understand the adventurer's ability, couldn't judge the path of the adventurer, and she didn't believe that she could defeat a completely unknown enemy without external force.

Different from fighting with ordinary pirates, all Beyonders who know the common sense of the sequence know it well. Mastering the sequence of the enemy and understanding the ability of the opponent is often the basis for victory in the battle.

Tracy wanted to be filial, want to shout, and want to curse unscrupulously when she was still a man before she was promoted to "Witch".

Bang... The sullen Tracy slammed her fist on the table, her skeletal fist was unscathed, but instead the table was smashed with cracks.

Concentrating her thoughts, she shook her head, her face changed a few times, trying to make her look calm.

She knocked on the open door and whispered:

"Yin Lian, we should leave."

......

"What Beyonders must always fight against is not only danger and madness, but also various evil thoughts stemming from their own, as well as the degenerate gravitational force that will sink if they are not careful..."

Putting the cane and gloves aside, Klein, who was rarely calm, sighed for a while.

He really doubted the real reason why these two powerful Sealed Artifacts came to him.

Isn't this really some kind of trap set by "Mystery"?

You must know that in Backlund, although he did not have any powerful Sealed Artifacts, he also defeated many enemies whose sequences were higher than him. , nearly killed himself.

If it was in the past, I would definitely not have appeared in front of the enemy in my real body, and the most daring thing would have been to go in the form of a spirit body, so that even if I really encountered an unpredictable danger, I would be able to escape as soon as possible.

"Wandering Desire" and "Wriggling Hunger" are just like their names, and they continue to transmit negative emotions such as darkness, tyranny, and greed to Klein.

Of course, there should also be the factor that I gave up after knowing the truth, otherwise these seemingly insignificant negative factors would not have been exposed so quickly... Klein's eyes were dark, and he was in a low mood. A lot more sluggish.

Before, I always aimed to go home, and even when "Mystery" revealed to me that I was actually her half body, that never changed.

In other words, I have never really believed in "secret" words. After all, ordinary people and true gods are demigods. Even in the most ignorant primitive religions, it is absolutely blasphemous...

Thinking of this, Klein couldn't help frowning, wanted to stand up, and sat back because of the sudden shaking of the floor.

That's right, he's now on a boat to Blue Mountain Island.

Danitz was very efficient. Two hours after Klein agreed to contact the indigenous church first, he obtained two ferry tickets purchased with a fake identity.

Of course, later on, Klein strongly suspected that the well-known pirate was just trying to escape the conflict with "Admiral Blood" that might break out at any time.

Tonight, the wind and waves in the sea near Bayam were very strong, and the spiritual activity was higher than usual. Klein couldn't help but wonder if he was making too much noise recently, which attracted the attention of the "Sea King" from the Church of the Storms.

Due to the constantly shaking floor, Klein, who was in poor condition, didn't try to maintain his balance. He just poked his neck and sat forward until he could see out the window.

Through the glass window of the rainstorm mold lake, the dark green and pitch black conical outline of Lanshan Island is looming. If you look carefully, you can even see a huge cumulonimbus cloud entrenched above the island, which is shining with silver white.

"Shit, the weather in this **** place sucks!"

Danitz's scolding voice came in from the direction of the door. Klein, who was half lying on the bed, kicked up, quickly picked up some scattered clothes, and sat upright.

He grasped the time, and cast a knife-like gaze a second before Danitz was about to officially step into the room.

"Did I disturb you?"

Danitz looked at Gehrman with a bad face, covered his mouth in panic, and said carefully.

Indeed... Klein with a stern face shook his head against his will, and his voice was cold.

"What happened outside?"

Before the voyage, Danitz swears and promises that this ship is the best on the route, and will never shake the brains of passengers like a carriage on a dirt road to other cheap goods.

"It's nothing." Danitz breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the chair, and wiped the rain off his face one by one.

"It may be that the sea gods of the indigenous beliefs are suddenly unhappy. There is no sign of the instrument on the ship, and the torrential rain suddenly blows. I estimate that it will not stop tomorrow morning."

Poseidon suddenly unhappy?

Klein raised his chin slightly, and touched the gloves and cane on the bed with his left hand.

In theory, a high sequence of storms, such as the "Sea King" who sits in Bayam, can easily change the weather in a sea area, not to mention the Sea God who may be a sequence two.

"How was this situation before?" Klein turned his eyes slightly and asked Danitz.

Danitz, who was wiping his head with a towel, stopped and thought about it.

"It shouldn't be much, or else the natives wouldn't have to live on islands that the colonial government couldn't care about on large-scale development."

"I haven't seen any signs of the Sea God. At most, I have only heard a few rumors, but these rumors are also from the local indigenous people, and few outsiders have seen them."

At Klein's suggestion, he continued:

"You think, if there is such a sea **** behind the natives, even if it is a demigod, it cannot be like this, completely suppressed by the government army and the Church of Storms."

"It?" Klein keenly noticed that Danitz's pronoun for the Sea God was a bit strange.

Danitz was not surprised by this, but nodded calmly.

"Those natives claim that the sea **** is a sea snake. You can see their totems and holy emblems."

With that said, at Klein's request, Danitz reiterated the so-called teachings of the Sea God Church.

After listening to Danitz's retelling, Klein was certain that this so-called Sea God Church had nothing to do with "Mystery".

What is the sea god? He is the overlord of the ocean, a spiritual leader born in the mist, and a great **** that has existed since ancient times.

That **** doesn't make sense, ten sentences away from three sentences and the blood sacrifice-related teachings. The only factor related to "mystery" is probably the fog.

But this also proves from the side, at least until Tristan informed me, the incarnation of "mysterious" has not awakened, but the sea **** who does not know the so-called sea snake image is a bit interesting.

There are two kinds of guesses by Klein. Either some lucky creature swallowed it or was polluted by the sleeping Sequence Two characteristics and became a crazy Extraordinary creature, and it is definitely not at the level of an angel.

Either the local people did not understand the unconscious radiation of angel-level Beyonder characteristics to the environment, and imagined a false god.

The difference between Wuzhu's Extraordinary characteristics and the sealed artifact is actually not that big. They will voluntarily spread Extraordinary influences to the vicinity. Especially, the higher the sequence, the more obvious the influence of Extraordinary characteristics. At the angel level, this difference can almost be ignored. .

After all, the ancient **** of the second era was the emperor of Europe who directly swallowed the characteristics, and it was not so difficult to accept which lucky sea snake succeeded in imitating it in one fell swoop.

Phew... Klein decided not to think about it anymore, waved his hand, drove Danitz back to the servant's room, and collapsed onto the bed again.

Only this time, he did not take off the "creeping hunger".

......

The orange flames danced recklessly on the torches made of human bones, and the cast light distorted a pair of figures on the deck that were squirming back and forth. They were men and women, and there were men and women. On the flagship of the "Tree of Flesh" - "Admiral of Blood", a layer of magic mist that can't go back is woven.

The most primitive desires of human beings pervade every corner of the ship. The branches of various trees such as oaks, banyan trees, palm trees that make up the hull draw on the spirit of the mist, as if they had come alive, wrapped around them for decoration. The white bones of the forest, joined together in this wild Yin evil carnival.

Moans and cheers were heard, but the captain's room was dead silent.

Senor crawls in front of the altar piled up with the remains of various creatures such as human heads, internal organs, and limbs, trembling all over.

Suddenly, the flames of the candles on the altar were dyed a variety of colors, each of which seemed to correspond to a different desire of the descendant.

The remains of the creatures moved without wind and rolled together layer by layer, like melted candles, squirming and pinching into a crumbling, twisted human shape.

This twisted human figure swayed its body, and its arms, which were solidified with bark-like unevenness, stretched out from a height and landed on Senor's head, holding the pirate general's head and pulling it from the floor. up.

"No results yet?"

Inside the flesh-and-blood humanoid, there seemed to be a heart beating, thumping, thumping, and the strong and powerful muffled sound caused Senor's seven orifices to bleed.

"Your Excellency Zatwin, please forgive me..."

The embarrassed Senor wriggled his pale lips and carefully defended with a very weak voice, trying to protect his life that might disappear at any time.

"I have tried my best to find the key to the kingdom of death, and have obtained clues, but..."

Before Senor could finish speaking, the mutated, flesh-and-blood alien that was more like a human than a human suddenly stretched and reached the ceiling of the captain's room.

"God is angry!"

"It's not just you, we all need to atone for the wrath of God!"

The demigod after the alien, Zatwin suddenly fell into silence, and it took a while before he regained his language ability.

"Defiler, the "devil" who murdered Jakes has fled to the Sea of ​​Fury, into the chaotic spiritual world created by the fall of the **** of death, without the **** of death's key, we can't get close to the city where she is hiding, even Her Royal Highness Siah Unable to act in the pollution left by the **** of death."

The "Silent Apostle" said too many words all at once, twitching all over, and even convulsing with flesh and blood.

But he still insisted on resisting the restlessness of acting, gritted his teeth and insisted:

"The key to the **** of death is very important, and I will secretly descend to the Rhosid Islands recently."

"If necessary, I allow you to chant my name."

There was no twitching flesh-and-blood alien in the body. Following Zavint's voice, the explosion without warning broke into a piece of debris. The viscous blood reflected an evil red light. After a short period of confusion, he began to face Sai Niall Huilong.

The beating heartbeat finally disappeared, and Senor, who was bleeding profusely, couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed on the floor.

He was very glad that he didn't carry the loss of his crew. Too much explanation would only make the "Silent Apostle" on the opposite side annoyed.

There may not be many pirate generals at sea, but there are many "wraiths" in the "Rose School", and the number far exceeds the so-called pirate generals.

"Edwina..." Senor, who had sunken eyes, slammed the floor, letting the blood on the ground climb up to his body, gradually condensing into a villain.

Yin's chaotic revelry on the "Tree of Flesh" continued, and the frenzied crew didn't even notice that the ship under their feet was turning.

Is it a coincidence?

The direction of the turn seems to be... Blue Mountain Island?

......

Backlund, the apartment rented by Fors and Hugh in the Backlund Bridge District.

What should I write... Forsi, who had just returned from the gray fog, spread out in front of the desk, the pen made a small depression on his face, and his lazy blue eyes stared at the beginning and wrote only the beginning. stationery, eyes slack.

Today is a blood moon, and I don’t know if it’s because of the smog in Backlund. The weather in Backlund has been exceptionally good recently. The crimson moonlight cast by the red moon shrouded the entire city, and even the intensity of the full moon’s ravings is high. few.

According to Forsi's past experience, as long as the smog is heavy enough, the spiritual growth brought by the blood moon may not be so strong, and even the influence of rainy days may be ignored.

For example, Klein, who was fighting seasickness in the storm, was completely unaware that the blood moon was coming. If it wasn't for "Mystery" who was on duty 24 hours a day, I'm afraid the poor "Magician" would have a headache for a while before being caught. Mr. Fool who walked d dragged the gray fog.

The task of His Royal Highness Ambrosius is too difficult, UU reading www.uukanshu. com asked Mr. Dorian and I to write letters to deceive trust... Fors scratched his hair irritably, but did not dare to use too much force, for fear that his loose hair would fall off his scalp due to staying up late.

However, when he thought of the reward given by Ambrosius—the potion formula of "Apprentice" Sequence Seven, Fors still wrote it down honestly.

From the troubles he encountered in his recent work, he made up a short story with the writer's whimsy, and cleverly turned the topic to the occult.

She wrote as euphemistically as possible:

"...Mr. Dorian, I feel much better after leaving that fortune-teller club, the fortune-teller is really amazing, I think he's more of a wizard than a fortune-teller... ..."

"And what's more interesting is that his surname seems to be the same as that of a famous detective."

"His surname is Yin Wensi."

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