stjorthotic Chapter 228 Klein's Path
Chapter 228 Klein's Path
Chapter 228 Klein's Path
Do you know where the true Creator went after His coming to earth? Does the Church know anything about this?
Klein was concerned about the true creator, not only because it was an evil god who could trigger a war of gods and destroy the world, but also because of the words "long time no see" that Klein had said to him.
No matter how Klein thought about it, he felt that these words were not simply addressed to him, but could possibly be said to "Zhou Mingrui." In some ways, this might be the closest he had ever come to crossing the secret.
"How could I possibly know the true Creator's movements? As for whether the Church knows about this, I feel that they probably don't. The only one who saw the true Creator descend is you, and so far the three major churches haven't taken any action."
Evan had no idea what the true creator was up to. He could only guess that the true creator had probably gone to the Southern Continent, which was the arena of the Northern Continent colonists and the most miserable place in the world. The despair and suffering of the people would help the true creator continue to break free from the blockade of the true gods and would also help to break the oppression of the true gods on the entire extraordinary world.
To borrow a phrase from my past life, the Southern Continent is a weak link in the order established by the righteous gods.
"Shouldn't we try to notify the church?"
Klein felt that if the church wasn't notified so they could be on guard, something terrible would happen sooner or later!
"I think it's better not to do that. If the news of the true Creator's descent in Tingen reaches the Church's ears, the Church's most advanced detection methods will definitely gather here."
In this way, your resurrection will definitely not be kept secret. Not only will your reputation be damaged after death, implicating Benson and Melissa, but it also has little practical significance. This matter involves the true God, and the church itself is no longer of enough importance.
Don't take this too seriously. No matter how powerful the true creator is, he still faces seven opponents of equal strength.
Trust in the power of the Seven Gods. Don't take on everything yourself. If you really feel guilty, you can consult the Fool. He might give you the best guidance.
Evan used the simplest numerical comparison to comfort Klein, saying that the Seven Gods Alliance had the upper hand by a ratio of one to seven.
Mr. Fool was just a pitiful Sequence 7 Extraordinary, unable to offer guidance on such high-level matters. Klein forced a smile and tried to respond to Evan's comforting words. If the Seven Gods truly advanced and retreated together, he would have nothing to worry about.
Having seen the 'Eternal Sun' through the gray fog, he knew that the Eternal Sun was extremely hostile to the God of Storms and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.
Moreover, possessing memories of his past life, he knew that there are no eternal allies in the world. If the Seven Gods were truly of one mind and one heart...
In a seven-to-one situation, the true creator should not exist in the world.
Klein also agreed with Evan that the church probably couldn't do much about this, and that reporting it would be pointless and might even implicate Benson and Melissa.
Moreover, if the church suddenly learns about the matter only after the true creator has personally witnessed its descent, even if the true creator is a fool, he would know who leaked the secret.
Tingen had just escaped a crisis, and Klein didn't want to cause Tingen any more trouble, so he could only skip the topic and say:
"Why wasn't Mr. Azik there that day? According to your letter, he should have been waiting for us."
"It's all because of that pen. That pen sensed your intentions and that's why Mr. Azik was transferred."
However, it was precisely because of this overly forced arrangement of Mr. Azik that the author, Ince Zangwill, suffered a backlash.
If that's not the case, even if you still have the "Yangyan" talisman, you won't be able to seriously injure him.
So, although Mr. Azik didn't appear in person, he was essentially part of the battle.
Klein breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that Mr. Azik was alright; this was something he had been worried about.
Evan then told Klein about what he had seen and done that day.
Klein was deeply moved to hear that the captain and Leonard had applied to join the extremely dangerous "Red Gloves" in order to avenge him, and he repeatedly thanked Evan for his arrangements for Benson and Melissa.
"What are your plans now? Going home is definitely out of the question."
Upon hearing Evan's question, Klein remained silent. This was a question he had been trying to avoid, but one he couldn't avoid facing.
In any case, the resurrection of the dead is a very serious problem that cannot be explained or explained no matter how you try to put it.
Looking again at the inscription on the tombstone: "Best brother, best younger brother, best colleague," an endless grief and indignation welled up in his heart. He needed to find a target to release his inner pain.
"Next, I will take my revenge—revenge against Lanius, revenge against Ince Zangwell—"
Just as Klein was telling Evan about his future goals, Evan waved him off.
"Lanius is dead. He benefited greatly from the Tingen incident, possessing the divinity of the true creator and becoming a vessel that can receive the true creator's descent."
I leaked his information to a high-ranking expert, who then eliminated him on the very day you implemented your plan to lure him out.
However, in retrospect, both the Angel King's forced entry into Backlund and the incident with Lanius were attempts to cover up the fact that the true creator's arrival was in Tingen.
Klein, surprised that Lanluus had already been killed, paused for a moment and said, "Then my next goal is to work hard to improve my strength and find an opportunity to take revenge on Ince Zangwill. Do you have any news about Ince Zangwill?"
Evan shook his head to indicate that he didn't know. He did know that Ince Zangwell would be coming to Backlund, but he wasn't going to tell Klein.
He told Klein that it was because of the Antigonus family's notes that he was able to see Ince Zangwill's and 008's script, which was considered a precise "prophecy".
Now that the Tingen affair is over, it would be too strange for Evan to still have a god-like perspective, and it would arouse Klein's suspicion.
"If you want to play as Pusheng as soon as possible, I recommend you go to Backlund. It is the capital of all cities, the city of hope, one of the most important cities in the Northern Continent, and it also has the world's largest underground market for extraordinary materials. It is very convenient for both seeking to play as Pusheng and collecting potion materials."
Klein thought for a moment. Ince Zangwell possessed the pen that could even control the offspring of evil gods, and should now be a demigod. So there was no need to rush to find his location. Backlund was indeed a good choice.
"Alright, let's go to Backlund. Since you made this suggestion, you must have prepared in advance, right? What exactly is it?"
After such a long period of contact, and even jointly planning how to rescue Tingen, Klein had gained some understanding of Evan's personality. He was a man who thought three steps ahead for every step he took, so since he had taken the initiative to make this suggestion, he should have been prepared.
As expected, Evan gave Klein a sly smile and then pulled out a file folder from his person and handed it to Klein.
Klein took it and opened it, only to find that it was a file of a Dussey County resident without a photo or name, but with his birth date, school, and life experience.
Most importantly, there is a corresponding enlistment timetable. The owner of this file is now a captain in MI9 and has official identification.
"You're currently an unregistered person who can't withstand scrutiny. With this file, you can evade general investigations, receive salaries and allowances from within MI9, obtain relevant materials, and enjoy many other benefits. It's like you've switched from a night watchman to MI9, and you're now an official personnel."
The only downside to getting this file is that from now on you'll have to salute and call me "sir" whenever you see me. So, are you ready to accept this gift to celebrate your resurrection?
Hearing Evan's cheeky words, Klein shook his head with amusement, and even pretended to salute Evan and call him "Sir".
Hearing Klein address him as "Sir," Evan was quite satisfied and waved his hands repeatedly, saying:
"No need for formalities, no need for such politeness!"
After finishing his teasing, Evan said to Klein seriously:
"Give yourself a new name and write it in your file. Don't post a photo yet. The name for the next level, Sequence 6, is 'Faceless Man,' which allows you to freely change your aura and appearance. After you level up, you can change your appearance and take a photo. This is just in case, since even a single file can't make your identity flawless."
This was the first time Klein had learned the name of his next sequence, and he admired Evan's meticulous planning.
Does MI9 possess the potion recipe for the "Faceless Man"? What is the name of Sequence 5 of the next path?
This is the issue that Klein is most concerned about right now, and it is also the first sub-goal under his grand goal of avenging himself by bringing more high-ranking experts into the upper ranks.
"No, there are too few extraordinary individuals on the Diviner's Path, and they are mainly concentrated in the eighth round of Intis."
Oh, the Eighth Bureau is Intis's MI9, which evolved from the "Imperial Bodyguards," the intelligence organization established during Russell's time.
The Secret Order was a key organizer of the Imperial Guard in its time, and still wields considerable influence within it, exerting significant control over the potion recipes used to control downstream pathways.
Klein's eyes lit up. He had finally heard accurate news about the Secret Order again. Since a large number of Secret Order members were concentrated in Intis's intelligence department, joining MI9 and fighting on the front line of intelligence would give him a high chance of coming into contact with these people and seizing the opportunity to obtain the potion formula.
"Although I have arranged for you to infiltrate MI9, the fewer people who know of your existence, the better. You should operate undercover in Backlund."
Evan and Klein put the coffin lid back on together, with Evan constantly giving him instructions.
"That's what I think too. Ms. Daly is in Backlund, so it would be best if she weren't discovered by anyone involved."
"I came back to Tingen with my brother this time. Disappearing for a day is already quite conspicuous. I have to go back now. Here's the money. Find yourself a place to settle down."
Once you arrive in Backlund, you can write directly to 9 Bellotto Street in the West End, addressing him as Carl Woodward.
That's where MI9 is based; I can usually receive mail on the same day.
As he spoke, Evan took out a wad of cash from his wallet and continued:
"This is three hundred gold pounds in total, enough for you to settle down in Backlund. I don't have any other cash on me right now."
After some time, I will return the remaining ten thousand gold pounds to you.
Klein took the banknotes, suppressing the urge to count them, and said to Evan:
"Don't worry, I can take care of myself with this money. You should leave first, let's go our separate ways."
Evan nodded, turned and left the cemetery. Klein followed Evan's example and sat on his own tombstone. Dressed in a formal suit, he sat in the empty cemetery. Fortunately, the gravedigger had already finished his patrol, otherwise he would have been terrified to death if he saw this scene.
After figuring out that Evan had gone far away, Klein found a secluded spot, took four steps backward, entered the gray fog, and sat in the Fool's seat.
With his body unprotected, Klein didn't waste any time, directly conjuring up a brownish-yellow parchment and a round-bellied fountain pen, and wrote down the contents:
"The city where Ince Zangwell is currently located."
Because Ince Zangwell is very likely already a demigod, and is protected by 008, coupled with the lessons learned from the previous failure to find his exact whereabouts, Klein did not conduct a specific investigation, but instead broadened the scope to conduct a vague "inquiry".
Leaning back in the high-backed chair, Klein silently recited the divination phrases seven times before entering a dream, entering a gray world.
The gray world suddenly cracked open, revealing a wide, rushing, but slightly turbid river.
A magnificent bridge spans the river, and there are many docks on both banks. Even though the scene is set in the dark, many workers are still busy moving goods.
On the northeast bank of the great river, there are rows of houses, many of which are in the current architectural style of the Kingdom of Rune, with hipped roofs and domed windows, clearly all newly built in the last few decades.
The further east you look, the more factories you see; the further west you go, the higher the terrain becomes. Rows of beige or light-colored houses surround the magnificent palace, which is surrounded by towering Gothic clock towers.
"Land of Hope", "City of All", "Backlund".
Klein pinpointed Ince Zangwell's location, thought for a moment, and then repositioned himself:
"My hope to become stronger!"
The dream interpretation yielded two results: one was Backlund, and the other was a vast palace atop the Hornach Mountains.
Klein naturally chose Backlund over the Hornach Mountains.
"It seems I'll be spending a lot of time in Backlund."
After leaving the gray fog, Klein, relying on his familiarity with the graveyard keepers' routines and the surrounding environment as a former Night Watcher, escaped the vast graveyard without anyone noticing.
Upon entering Tingen city, Klein wandered aimlessly, sometimes thinking about his revenge plan, sometimes about what had happened since he transmigrated, and sometimes about the deceased Old Neil, Dunn Smith who was preparing to avenge him, and Leonard.
Without realizing it, he turned onto one side road after another, without any destination, just wanting to keep walking.
When Klein came to his senses again, he found himself back on Narcissus Street, with their rented townhouse not far away.
Klein instinctively wanted to go forward, but he stopped himself and just kept staring at the door until dawn.
Suddenly he saw the door open, and Benson and Melissa, dressed in all black, came out, looking haggard as if they hadn't slept all night.
Melissa has lost weight, and Benson's hair seems to be thinning again.
Klein opened his mouth as if to call out to Benson and Melissa, but in the end he didn't make a sound. He simply followed them to the nearest municipal factory.
The entire city square was bustling with people, and the large tents were quite eye-catching, clearly indicating that a circus had come to Tingen to perform.
Benson and Melissa bought tickets and watched the performers one by one, but no matter how funny the clowns were,
No matter how brilliant the magician's magic was, it couldn't stir Melissa's emotions. Benson echoed the cheers of the surrounding crowd, trying to evoke emotions in himself and Melissa, but in the end, he became more and more subdued.
Klein glanced at his tuxedo, then at the clowns getting ready in a large tent, and went inside.
A large group of clowns painted in various colors ran over and then collectively released balloons into the air, drawing everyone's attention to the sky.
A clown dressed in a smart tuxedo, resembling a magician but with his face covered in paint, ran up to Melissa.
He stroked her ear, and a large, golden Seville chrysanthemum, a symbol of joy, appeared in his hand.
Melissa held the chrysanthemum that had been shoved into her hand, speechless as she watched the clown in front of her grin wildly, a flamboyant and comical smile spreading across his face.
Robert, holding a newspaper, looked at Evan, who had just come downstairs to the restaurant, and asked:
"Where did Yuan go after we got off the train yesterday?"
Evan picked up the coffee the waiter had brought him, took a sip, cleared his head, and said:
"I went to pay my respects to a friend, offered my condolences to his family, and finally visited his cemetery."
"Oh? Which friend is it? Yueyao, I haven't heard you mention them. What caused their death?"
Robert knew Irwin's friends pretty well, if not inside and out, but he'd never heard of him having such a close friend!
After spending time with and observing his brother, Robert realized that his brother had changed a lot. At least he was now cold-blooded and rarely acted on emotion. It was hard to imagine that he cared so much about friends who were not related by blood.
"He was my classmate in college. He joined the Night Watchers because of an unexpected and extraordinary event. He died in an operation a few days ago. He had previously helped me with asset investment audits."
"So that's how it is? I didn't expect that an extraordinary event could occur in Tingen that could kill an official extraordinary being. It seems that things aren't peaceful in Alaia anymore."
Knowing that Evan's friend was a night watchman, Robert didn't intend to ask any further questions, but Evan's next words almost made him jump up.
"I went to the Night Watch team to find out what happened. It turns out that Archbishop Ince Zangwill of the Church of the Night wanted to take advantage of the arrival of the true offspring of the Creator to seize Saint Selena's ashes, which ultimately led to my friend's death."
What bothers me even more is that the day the incident occurred was the same day that the angels, descended from the true creator, forcibly entered Backlund.
Robert put down the newspaper, his pupils darting slightly, clearly deep in thought.
"008? Were the offspring of the true creator ultimately eliminated?"
Robert paid no attention to Ince Zangwell's goals and actions; instead, he extracted two key points from the news.
"It cannot be confirmed that the true offspring of the Creator were eliminated, and it is quite clear that the Archbishop of the Church of the Night escaped and stole 008."
This matter is not simple at all!
Evan said to Robert with certainty.
"As Liang analyzed before, it was very strange that the Tail Eater, Urolius, forced his way into Backlund. The whole operation started strong but ended weakly, and in the end, he made a planned and orderly withdrawal, calm and unhurried."
At the time, I asserted that Ulorus's actions were a ruse, and that the true creator was plotting something big, and that it was within the Kingdom of Rune. Could it be this?
But what's the point of bringing a child into the world? Even if the Aurora Society has one more angel, it won't affect the overall situation at all!
On the contrary, Urelius was walking a tightrope; if even one of the gods were to descend upon him, Urelius would find it very difficult to escape unscathed.
Robert kept analyzing what the true Creator wanted to do, but he always felt there was a veil between them, and he couldn't see through it.
"What if this plan wasn't about the descent of some divine offspring, but rather the descent of the true Creator?"
Evan's words sparked a flash of inspiration in Robert's mind, and he instantly understood the matter. Only something directly involving the true creator would be worth Ulorus taking such a great risk to force his way into Backlund.
"If this were true, how could Shichigami Yueyao not have reacted?"
Even Robert, upon learning that the true Creator might descend to earth, couldn't help but swallow hard; this matter was far more serious than George III's plot to become the "Black Emperor."
"There are two possibilities. One is that the Seven Gods Alliance has essentially broken down, and a god is colluding with the true creator to help cover it up—"
"Impossible!" Robert interrupted Evan before he could finish speaking.
"I'm not saying the Seven Gods Alliance is impossible to break, because an alliance can be established and it can definitely break. What I'm saying is that such an alliance must have mutual checks and balances, and it's impossible for it to be torn up without any reaction."
"Then there is only one possibility: the true creator used the physical body of his offspring to create a clone without divine status, which was then brought into the world in a disguised form. After all, extraordinary individuals who follow the secret path are skilled in flesh and blood magic."
Robert thought for a moment and nodded in deep agreement.
"This explanation sounds more reasonable."
"George III wants to be universally recognized as the Black Emperor; the true Creator has been resurrected through his possession. The world is undergoing dramatic changes, and my time for light may be running out," Evan solemnly told Robert.