In the hall with the broken stone pillars, a group of Nighthawks in black trench coats and silk top hats appeared around the altar that still had wreckage. Leading them was the archbishop of the Church of the Evernight Goddess's Baekeland diocese, Saint Anthony Stevenson.
"Was it destroyed?" he whispered. Without staying any longer, he went straight to the stone door that led to the inside.
A thick darkness appeared as the stone door silently opened. Saint Anthony led a number of Nighthawks inside and proceeded deeper.
Along the way, they didn't find a single guard or anything of value. It was as if the place had been forcefully swept clean.
Finally, they arrived at the deepest room, but there was nothing there other than walls and stone pillars. The blue door of light that Klein had come out from had long disappeared.
The lanterns in the hands of a few Nighthawks suddenly lost their light, and darkness enveloped the room.
When everything returned to normal, they discovered that the surrounding walls had melted away at some point in time. However, there were no secret doors or tunnels behind them. It was either thick mud and rocks, or the corridor they had come from.
Saint Anthony was silent for more than ten seconds before saying,
"Attempt divination.
"Search the vicinity."
…
Achoo!
As Klein traversed the pathless cliffs and woods, he sadly realized that he seemed to have fallen ill.
The effects of Mr. A's Beyonder powers, coupled with his drenched winter state, had shamefully caused him to catch a cold.
However, he didn't dare to stop to gather withered branches, light a fire, dry his clothes, and dry his cash, because he was afraid that he would be found by the Beyonders of the Church.
Even though he had already obtained a semi-official status with Stanton Eichinger's endorsement from the Machinery Hivemind, this matter involved the awakening of the Primordial Demoness and the descent of the True Creator. He was bound to undergo strict investigations, such as taking turns to drink black tea at the Machinery Hivemind, the Mandated Punishers, and the Nighthawks, actively or passively repeating the entire process. There were two hidden dangers.
First, he had acquaintances within the Nighthawks. Although the great detective Sherlock Moriarty looked quite different from Klein Moretti, who had died in the line of duty, making it almost impossible to tell them apart from photos, he still didn't have much confidence if he really had to face him face-to-face. Second, due to their close pathways, the Church of the Evernight Goddess wasn't very friendly to people and things related to Death. Dating back to the Pale Era at the end of the Fourth Epoch, Death had perished under the siege of the seven deities, and the helper that Detective Sherlock Moriarty had summoned at the critical moment was a powerful descendant of Death. This was a problem that couldn't be washed away.
That extremely high-ranking powerhouse might've been in a rush to deal with Ince Zangwill and 0-08, so he didn't have the time to pay attention to a small friendly character like me. However, I can't be careless because of this. I still have to run!
Yes, if there's a chance, I can write to the Machinery Hivemind and explain the second reason why I have no choice but to temporarily leave Baekeland. This way, there might be a chance for us to work together in the future. Of course, I have to first secretly observe if the Machinery Hivemind has any strong hostility towards the descendant of Death … I wonder how Mr. Aztec is doing now …
Heh heh, perhaps in the official announcement, Sherlock Moriarty's death will be due to a meteorite falling from the sky. That way, he won't let down his identity and name …
Klein endured his alternating fever and cold, hoping to find a small town as soon as possible and blend into the crowd.
Only in human society could a Faceless's powers be maximized.
The woman who worked with Mr. A, uh, it should be a Demoness, went to East Borough … From the looks of the ritual, there's probably a large-scale death there. I wonder … Klein, who had the spiritual intuition of a Seer, suddenly felt his heart sink.
At this moment, all the colors in front of him turned rich, as if a deity had splashed paint on him.
This feeling disappeared in a flash, and Klein found himself far away from his original spot. He saw the bronze-skinned, soft-featured Aztec Eggers appear beside him.
"Mr. Aztec, are you not injured?" He couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
"Yes." Aztec answered frankly before smiling. "But for an Undying, this isn't a big problem."
Klein relaxed and asked, "What about Ince Zangwill and 0-08?"
"Ince Zangwill is still alive and still wields that Grade 0 Sealed Artifact," Aztec said as he walked.
"Ince Zangwill is still alive, and he still wields that Grade 0 Sealed Artifact," Azik said as he walked.
Klein tried his best to keep up and couldn't help but sigh.
"Don't worry about it. He's quite injured."
"Don't worry about it. He's injured quite badly." Aztec said solemnly, "And more importantly, we know that he's secretly cooperating with the royal family, so there's no need to worry about not being able to find him in the future. This way, you can focus on improving yourself, and I can also try to go to a few places that I've already recalled and awaken more memories. Heh heh, you're pretty lucky. I've been secretly observing MI9 and the royal family, hoping to confirm Ince Zangwill's whereabouts. Red Rose Manor is a key location, so I'm always loitering around it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to save you so quickly."
Speaking of this, Klein suddenly felt a little awkward.
"Mr. Aztec, don't you wonder why I'm not dead?"
"I also often wake up after entering a coffin. This is something I've recalled before." Aztec smiled nonchalantly. "And in my incomplete memory, although it's rare to see something like this happen to others, it's not unprecedented."
Often wake up after entering the coffin … often? Klein suddenly realized that the problems he was worried about were nothing in the eyes of the real big shots.
As expected of an Undying of the Death pathway … Hmm, Mr. Aztec previously said that he had stayed at this Sequence for a very long time. In other words, he had long advanced … Klein thought for a moment and asked worriedly, "What's going on?
"Mr. Aztec, would Ince Zangwill discover that I'm Klein Moretti?"
He was afraid that the other party would take revenge on Baansen and Melissa.
"I don't think so. At most, he'll think that we've known each other for a long time, or that you're my, my, or in the words of the police, my informant." Aztec thought for a moment and said, "But that Grade 0 Sealed Artifact might sense it, but you don't have to worry."
"Why?" Klein asked.
It was unknown what Aztec had recalled as his expression suddenly turned odd, as though he was amused and horrified.
"That Grade 0 Sealed Artifact will always attempt to kill its owner. This is likely its nature, and it won't change. Therefore, I don't think it would take the initiative to divulge information that can cause Ince Zangwill to suffer at such a critical moment, unless it involves something that can't be avoided or explained."
Seeing Mr. Aztec speak with such certainty and reason, Klein heaved a sigh of relief. His cold seemed to have recovered a little.
Upon seeing this, Aztec added, "It's best you stay away from Baekeland for the time being.
"It's best you stay away from Backlund for the time being. Ince Zangwill might use that Grade 0 Sealed Artifact to seek revenge on you by using your fake name.
"As long as you're not in Baekeland, there won't be a problem. That Grade 0 Sealed Artifact's range of influence won't exceed a large city."
Just as I guessed, there's a range restriction … Otherwise, Ince Zangwill could hide in a small town in the Southern Continent and leisurely arrange the fates of all his targets. He wouldn't have to worry about being found … Klein deliberated and asked,
"It shouldn't be a problem for me to return to Baekeland for a day or half a day, right? Under the premise that I changed my identity and appearance. "
With that said, he rubbed his face and instantly reverted to his Tingen appearance.
Aztec raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded.
"It's not a big problem."
He turned his head around and cast a glance at the distance that he could no longer see.
"I seem to be targeted by powerful existences of the Church of Evernight. It's best you don't follow me to prevent yourself from being implicated. Heh heh, they are very interested in Beyonder characteristics related to Death."
"Yes, I'm preparing to go out to sea. While digesting the potion, I'll look for mermaids. This is the condition for my advancement." Klein explained his plan.
Aztec tilted his head.
"Mermaid? Could a mermaid who had turned into an undead do that? I can find at least four. "
"I don't think so …" Klein wiped his forehead with his hand.
His intuition told him that it definitely wouldn't work, but he planned on going above the gray fog to make a divination to confirm it.
Azik didn't mention the undead mermaid again and instead said,
"If there is anything, contact me through the messenger."
Messenger … Klein suddenly felt guilty and ashamed.
"It, it was killed in the battle between me and Mr. A. It saved my life."
Aztec glanced at him, shook his head and smiled.
"Don't worry about it. As long as it isn't killed by an angel-ranked powerhouse or through some special method, as long as the Netherworld still exists, it can slowly be reborn there.
"And before this, there were, uh, I can't even count how many similar messengers there were."
A messenger that looked so strong and huge had an army? Klein opened his mouth, but no words came out.
His shame dissipated a lot, and he asked curiously,
"Mr. Aztec, where is the Netherworld, which is also Hell?"
"The spirit world. To be precise, it's a special place opened up by an ancient Death in the spirit world." Aztec didn't hide the truth.
Ancient Death? That should be the ancient goddess, Phoenix Ancestor Gregrace … So the Netherworld is a part of the spirit world. It's no wonder the basic structure in mysticism is "Reality World — Spirit World — Astral World." It doesn't include the Netherworld or the Abyss … Klein was just about to ask about it when he suddenly recalled something.
He hurriedly said, "Mr. Aztec, I obtained a Card of Blasphemy created by Rosell The Great. It contains the secrets of High-Sequence Beyonders. I believe it can help you awaken more things, but you'll have to wait for a while. It's hidden in Baekeland."
Klein didn't mention the bounty, afraid that it would reveal the secrets of the Tarot, the mysterious space above the gray fog, and Miss Justice. Therefore, he could only use this tactful method to thank Mr. Aztec for his help and contributions.
Azik looked at him in surprise, but in the end, he didn't say a word and nodded slightly.
He nodded slightly and said, "When you retrieve it, get the messenger to bring it to me. I'll immediately return it to you after studying it, or you can directly copy the corresponding contents for me."
He paused as though he had recalled something. He took out a glove that was as thin as human skin from his pocket and handed it to Klein.
"I've already awakened the relevant memories, so I don't need it anymore. Heh heh, it's a relic of that pirate vice admiral. I've made some seals so that it won't be hungry, but every time it's used, it has to be fed with the flesh and soul of a human. Otherwise, it will devour you."
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