Chapter 81
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In the morning, Xiu Si felt a little sleepy, with his eyes downcast, recalling what happened last night.
Was that... a dream?
He seemed to dream of the human form of his second son, who was very real, standing beside the bed, looking at him, smiling at him and saying "good night".
But when he reacted and wanted to see the other person clearly, the other person disappeared like a reflection in the water.
Afterwards, he was drawn into a dream again and slept deeply until he woke up just now.
…What exactly is going on?
The sunlight shone obliquely into the door of the bookstore. While combing the cat's hair, Hughes felt that he had neglected something.
He looked at the kittens on the table. Spring was coming, and his own kittens were shedding some hair. He took a pair of scissors and a comb and skillfully helped his children cut and comb their hair.
The red cat is fine because it is a short-haired cat, but the Miniature Cat is a long-haired version of the Munchkin, so some trimming is needed.
He stroked the back of the short-legged cat, and halfway through his thought, he couldn't help but say: "Sure enough... I feel that Agares is beside me."
Hearing this, the pupils of the two cats on the table trembled.
The shorthair kitten immediately raised its head.
Xiu Si lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Have you seen your second brother?"
The shorthair cat and the red cat both shook their heads.
As for the white cat in the cat bed, He hasn't woken up yet, so He definitely didn't see it.
Of course, they were not unaware of any abnormality.
Normally, the pygmy cat would not sleep, and would keep his eyes wide open at night to guard his father. However, he fell asleep inexplicably last night, as if he was affected by some magic.
It's like hypnotic magic... Ah, but isn't Brother Agares good at hypnotic magic? Did Brother Agares really come last night? But why did he hypnotize them?
The dwarf cat and the red cat looked at each other, exchanging surprise in each other's eyes.
The little dwarf cat didn't understand, so he told Hughes, "I didn't see him, meow. I don't know where brother Agares went, meow."
It's true. Red Cat agreed.
"Yeah……"
Xius thought for a moment and said, "But it's a little strange."
The short-legged cat opened his eyes wide. His father had always been slow-witted, but now he seemed to have discovered something!
Hughes analyzed: "Agares is a very smart child. If He had not been delayed by something, He would not have appeared in that form."
The dwarf cat was stunned.
"He may be in a kind of trouble from which he cannot immediately escape."
Xiu Si suddenly became serious, his eyes changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Dad has to become stronger quickly, in order to find your second brother as soon as possible and rescue him from trouble."
Red Cat was a little dumbfounded. Although he felt that his second brother was unlikely to get into any trouble, his father had already said so, so it couldn't be true.
Zeus nodded, as if he was more determined to become stronger. His eyes fell on the alchemy book and he said slowly, "I can't just stay at home and work. These books are limited in level and are no longer suitable for me. I have to read books of a higher level."
He seemed to have made up his mind and said to the children, "Dad is going out for a while and will be back today. You guys stay at home and be good, okay?"
The two cats were nervous and meowed at the same time, wanting to follow.
Xiu Si smiled faintly, touching his head with both hands, "Then you better follow closely. Don't run around in the Roman Kingdom. There are many bad guys who like to catch cats there."
"Meow!"
The two cats had bright and determined eyes.
So Hughes took them with him.
Seclusion from the world is not a good way to upgrade. He woke up from a dream one night and gained some insights.
See the most cutting-edge knowledge and challenge the most difficult things.
Only by breaking through your own limits can you make progress.
Half an hour later.
Francis, who received the call, rushed to the bookstore and said in surprise: "Mr. Isius, do you agree?"
Yesterday, it was obvious that Francis was a person who paid great attention to his appearance. However, today his eyes were blue, bloodshot, and his face was very haggard. It was obvious that he did not sleep well last night and was overly anxious.
Hughes, holding the cat basket, nodded and said, "I will do my best to help lift the curse, but if I judge there is a risk, I will withdraw even if I am on the scene."
Francis touched the back of his head and smiled, "It's okay, it's okay. It's a great hope that Mr. Isius is willing to take a look."
His obsession with the Duke of Rock was truly profound.
Zeus felt something in his heart. He wondered if he had a similar obsession himself, and it was inevitable that he resonated with Francis.
"Mr. Francis may think too highly of me."
As he said this, he turned around and closed the door of the bookstore. The morning sun shone on his back, making him feel warm and comfortable.
Francis smiled and said, "No, I knew you were unusual the first time I saw Mr. Isius."
An old antique who has lived for more than 8,000 years must be extraordinary. Xius changed the subject and asked, "How is Duke Rock?"
It's already the third day. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died by now.
Francis' face froze, and he said in a heavy tone, "Duke Rock is not optimistic. He was nearly cursed to death many times. He has only his last breath and the last bit of obsession left."
Duke Rock is truly a powerful man, Hughes sincerely believes so.
Determination can create miracles. What kind of determination did Duke Rock have to persevere?
Hughes glanced at Francis out of the corner of his eye, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
At this moment, the void behind Francis twisted and a tall woman walked out.
"Hello, Mr. Isis, I am the magician Elena."
She had short hair and dressed neatly. A magician's robe was usually inconvenient to move in, so she cut it herself, changing the sleeves from wide to narrow, and put on a few bracelets that looked like magic items. The belt she wore seemed to be a magic item, too, made of metal, with ten large magic stones on it, shining and crystal clear.
Perhaps due to the national culture, she has an innate cheerfulness and enthusiasm.
Hughes nodded, "Hello, nice to meet you, Ms. Elena."
Elena smiled politely, said little, turned around and opened a space channel.
"Across this passage is the imperial city of our Roman Kingdom."
She turned to look at Isius and explained, "Space magic is considered to be an unstable magic and accidents often occur, especially when the transmission distance is long. But Mr. Isius, please rest assured that my magic has never had any accidents. If an accident does happen, I will definitely prioritize your safety."
Francis also said: "Mr. Isius is our important hope. We will do our best to ensure your safety."
As a powerful person in a country, it is really rare for them to be so humbly asking him for help.
Since they all said so, Hughes couldn't question it anymore.
As for the two cats he was carrying in the cat basket.
They don't have any ideas.
The only problem is that one of them is a well-known stupid demon, and the other has only one point of intelligence at most. Although they are powerful, they are still a little worrying.
The red cat suddenly had an idea and thought of telling Amon.
However, to His surprise, Amon already knew it.
At this time, Amon was sitting in a recliner with his legs crossed, his body slightly lowered, and his eyes slightly narrowed.
"I know everything that happened over there."
The red cat was shocked, "You know everything?"
Amon said as a matter of course: "I set up surveillance before I left yesterday... Bah! Guardian magic, so I know what you are doing over there."
The red cat's eyes widened. "You just mentioned surveillance magic, didn't you? You actually stalked my father, you perverted stalker!"
Amon's face darkened and he cursed back, "Where on earth did you learn all these outrageous words? I'm worried about my father. You two are unreliable. Vassago is prone to sleep and even less reliable. Eliorg and Beelzebub are not here, so I'm the only one left, right?"
At this time, Butis behind him had bright pupils and almost cursed out loud: "And me!"
But the red cat and the dwarf cat on the opposite side thought it made sense.
Although Amon is a demon in the gaming world, he has great intelligence.
Amon: "Don't leave your father's side for a moment. Tell me immediately if anything happens."
Amon could have gone with them, but he didn't because he seemed to have other ideas.
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It was a sunny day, and the Roman Empire was bustling with people. It seemed that all the wandering poets from all over the world had gathered in the Roman Empire. In a few days, the imperial city would hold a grand event exclusively for wandering poets.
As we all know, the kings of the Roman Empire have always loved poetry, music and art, and only they would be willing to invest in such an event that may be of no use in enhancing the country's strength.
At this time, the streets and alleys were filled with laughter and joy. Wandering poets were stationed on the grass in major parks, reciting their heroic stories, attracting countless passers-by to watch.
The restaurant and teahouse were bustling with activity. The wandering poet on the stage was telling stories that had been passed down through the ages. The audience below were so fascinated that they huddled together and didn't even notice that their chests were pressed against their backs.
Wandering poets are spread all over the world, visiting mountains, rivers and seas, and they have been everywhere, so they know everything. Whether it is a first-hand story or a second-hand story, they know them like the back of their hands, and they can travel all over the world with half truth and half fiction.
There are also rankings among wandering poets, and these rankings are created by the God of Rankings.
Although the wandering poets were not convinced of each other, the order of the ranking spread throughout the world. Many people knew about it and used the ranking to verify their strength.
In a tavern somewhere, foreign adventurers were discussing.
Someone asked the tavern owner, "Are there any new activities at this event?"
The tavern owner is a know-it-all, and knows everything about the imperial city, but recently...
He shook his head. "I don't know. In the past, the king would have done something at this time, but he hasn't left the palace in the past few days."
The foreigner was shocked. "Really? Could something have happened?"
The tavern owner frowned and thought for a few seconds before saying, "I heard that Duke Rock has returned from the war and is seriously ill. He is about to—"
But the natives nearby were very unhappy when they heard this, "Boss, why do you say that about our Duke Rock? Duke Rock will be fine. He is the pillar of our country. If anything happens to him, our country will be in turmoil."
The foreigner was stunned. The atmosphere in the tavern also changed, and a group of people looked over.
The boss realized that he couldn't say anything, and immediately said, "Ah, sorry, I must have thought too much. Duke Rock is the god of war in our country, with a level of 97, and is a rare dual practitioner of magic and martial arts. He is so powerful and omnipotent, how could he get into trouble? I must have made a mistake!"
"That's right, Duke Rock will be fine."
"The last time we lost to the Kingdom of Light was because Duke Rock was not here. As long as Duke Rock is here, our country is invincible!"
Someone was obviously drunk and started talking nonsense.
Amidst the laughter there were also some uneasy discussions.
The tavern owner smiled apologetically to everyone, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
Is Duke Rock really okay? That curse...
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The other side: the Continental Human Alliance.
After the destruction of the Kingdom of God, the Alliance was still busy day and night dealing with related tasks, such as the subsequent management of the Kingdom of God and the removal of the curse.
Early this morning, Norman Till went to see Eve as soon as he had some free time.
Eve was in the library, with Simon and Leah in front of her.
The main reason they were grouped together was for a mission.
——Find the hero.
And that’s exactly why Norman Till came.
He walked to the door and knocked, "It's me, Norman Till."
The three people in the conference room were shocked at the same time.
Eve hurried over to open the door, and was surprised to see Norman Till himself. She blurted out, "I thought you went to investigate the subspace."
Normandyer laughed and nodded, "Something is indeed wrong with the subspace, but I am a human being after all, and I need to rest for a while, so I took advantage of the break to come find you."
He walked into the room, and his powerful aura seemed to upgrade the entire space.
Simon had the respect of Normandyir as a strong man, and he couldn't help but tense up a little.
Normandyer looked at Simon and said with a smile: "Senior Simon, your sword is still sharp."
Simon was shocked and said politely, "Sir Normandy is a natural talent."
It would be troublesome if two polite people talked to each other. Leah interrupted and asked, "Why are you here, Lord Normandy?"
Norman Thiel said bluntly: "I want to know the current status of your investigation."
Leah was inevitably surprised and asked, "Do you also care about the heroes' affairs?"
Eve and Simon looked at Norman Till at the same time.
Norman Till nodded. "Yes, they are heroes who once saved the world. Wandering poets all over the world are reciting their stories. I grew up listening to their stories and have an innate curiosity about them."
Leah asked, "Just out of curiosity?"
Simon's face changed, worried that Leia's question was a bit presumptuous.
Normantier didn't care and added: "It's just my personal curiosity. In addition to the brave man, I am also curious about the relationship between the Lord of the Abyss and them."
He is such a frank person, totally impeccable.
Leah didn't ask any more questions, thinking to herself that Norman Till was a strong and humble man, almost perfect.
People who are almost perfect always have one characteristic, which is that they are easily disliked and excluded. Any bad thing about them will be infinitely magnified. If he happens to be a noble person, then this criticism of bad character and misconduct will continue throughout his life.
There have been many such cases in history, where weak and short-sighted mobs slandered heroes, wishing to knock them off the altar and carve them into the pillar of shame in history. Later, the verdict was overturned and their innocence was restored to the world.
As for now, this kind of thing probably happens quite frequently.
Leah once suspected that Norman Till's character was a disguise, but after watching him these days, she had to admit that Norman Till was indeed a pure human hero.
What is there for her to hide or refuse to cooperate with such a person?
Leah glanced at Eve.
Eve nodded.
Leah then looked at Normandy and said, "We have compiled the life stories and historical materials of all the heroes, as well as the collections of stories about them by various wandering poets around the world."
She then stood up and gestured with her hand to the large number of books on the table next to her.
Not just books, but also scrolls, illustrations, and comic books.
These days, although most people are busy destroying the Kingdom of God, the Alliance's Historical and Cultural Research Association is also taking action and doing what they should do.
These data were compiled by them.
Norman Till approached the pile of books, picked up a picture book, flipped through a few pages and said, "Is the story of the wandering poet also a historical material you referred to?"
Eve nodded. "Yes, some wandering poets know as much as we do."
This is not meant to belittle official history at all.
Simon was well-informed and explained, "I remember the wandering poet who ranked second in the world. He was a long-lived person who lived for more than three thousand years. He was like a walking history book. He traveled all over the continent and told stories to the common people, not the nobles. Although his stories were partially fictional, they were no less true than ours. It is said that he had eyes that could see through the years. He could see the age of a person and the existence time of an object."
Normandyer's eyes lit up: "Then when He looks at the continent, can He see how long it has existed?"
Simon paused and thought, "Maybe. I was lucky enough to meet Him once and heard His story and explanation about the brave Ye Qingyi."
Norman Till asked curiously, "How was the speech?"
Simon said: "It is no exaggeration to say that after listening to His explanation, I finally understood what the real history and the real Ye Qingyi are."
He used to have a bad impression of wandering poets, thinking that they were uneducated and loved to travel around with their xylophones on their backs. However, after meeting the long-lived poet, he couldn't help but completely change his mind and developed a deep respect for wandering poets.
There is no easy profession in this world. Anyone who practices to the highest level can become a god.
This was the first time Leah had heard of these things, and she couldn't help but ask Simon, "He is so powerful, but he is only second?"
Simon nodded. "There is always someone stronger than the strong. The world's number one wandering poet is even stronger and more mysterious. No one knows what he looks like, let alone whether he is a man or a woman, old or young. I heard that he is also a long-lived person who has lived for at least 5,000 years. His strength lies not only in his mastery of history, but also in the appeal and influence of his words."
Eve had heard, "I've heard rumors that wherever He goes, there will be revolution."
Leah looked surprised, "Really?"
Simon's eyes flashed with memories, and he said, "It's only possible. Language is powerful. The more sharp and insightful the thoughts are, the more they can inspire people, prompting them to wake up, change, and take action. So He is the world's number one wandering poet."
Norman Till was deeply shocked after hearing this. "It seems that I am still ignorant. I have never seen such an incredible existence, and I have hardly heard of it."
Simon shook his head. The sunlight shining in through the window made the wrinkles on his face more prominent.
"That's normal, right? He hasn't appeared for at least a hundred years, so there are fewer legends about him in the world. Many people thought he was dead, until the God of Rankings had a sudden idea to set up a ranking two years ago, and then everyone knew he was still alive."
Simon still remembered that a group of pigeons appeared in the ranking picture at that time. Although he could not see them, he could only see their sparse shadows cast on the ground.
However, this topic has gone too far.
Simon returned to the topic, "Let's talk about the heroes."
Norman Till nodded. "It's hard to sort out so many historical materials."
Eve heard this and looked outside the door. Then she used magic to close the doors and windows, and set up a magic field around them. She then said to Normandyer, "Actually, we have some obstacles regarding this matter."
Norman Till knew it from the situation.
“What’s the obstacle?” he asked.
Eve's face was dark, she pursed her lips and said seriously: "We suspect that the disappearance of several heroes is due to the betrayal of humans."
Normandy frowned, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said in a deep voice: "Tell me in detail."
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Elsewhere, near the forest of the Royal Park, a group of pigeons were foraging.
Logically speaking, as long as they come on time and find the green-eyed young man, he will feed them very delicious food.
But today's young people seem to have something on their minds. They sit by the fountain like sculptures, motionless, as if they are sleeping or in deep thought.
They cooed around the young man, but he ignored them.
Why, they wondered.
If you don’t feed the pigeons, they will starve to death!
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At the same time, in a castle in the Roman Empire.
Hughes walked in the gorgeous corridor, holding the cat basket in one hand, and looked at them from time to time, afraid that they would get bored or accidentally disappear.
Both cats are obedient kitties, how could they disappear?
However, the red cat is quite sensitive to smells. There are so many people coming and going here, and the smell of strange humans is too strong, making him feel like sneezing.
The dwarf cat kept his distance from the red cat and didn't dare to provoke this bad-tempered brother.
But the red cat was careless and didn't care about all this. He just wagged his tail towards the pygmy cat.
The little dwarf cat frowned, afraid that it would be accidentally stepped on.
A few minutes later, Hughes, led by Francis, walked into a magic research room.
As soon as the door opened, several old men rushed over from the opposite side.
They surrounded Hughes and spoke a lot, introducing their ideas about how to break the curse.
Zeus then realized that they had completed their research and successfully analyzed the curse formula on Duke Rock, and calculated the corresponding method to unlock the curse. However, this method required too much mental power. They could not find a person with a mental power of more than 95 in the whole country, and it was even more impossible for other countries.
The old people were so exhausted by this incident that it seemed as if their lifespan had been shortened. It was obvious that they had tried their best and had thought of countless methods, but they still could not successfully crack it.
"Mr. Isius, you are our only hope."
There was an old man with a sad face, who placed all his hopes on Hughes.
Another old man next to him immediately stopped him and whispered, "Don't put pressure on Mr. Isius."
The old man suddenly broke into a sweat and kept saying no.
Seeing this scene, Xius couldn't help but say, "Everyone, I can only promise that I will do my best."
The elders paused, restrained their emotions, and only said: "Thank you."
Francis was at the back, his eyes were turbulent, but he didn't say anything.
Then, Zeus went to a room and slowly studied their method of breaking the spell.
At the same time, the two cats were treated like state guests. Francis really sent someone to deliver high-quality cat food, cat beds, cat toys, and even a furry and beautiful cat beauty.
The two cats were dumbfounded. Although they had lived for a long time, they had never experienced such a thing.
The two cats almost got angry and asked them to leave.
At the same time, the short-legged cat told Amon about the matter and asked, "Brother Amon, meow, should I ask Sister Buyer about matters related to the curse?"
Amon almost forgot about the loud speaker Buyer, "He must have gone to the sisterhood."
The shorthair cat: "Yes meow."
Amon thought, "According to my understanding and the intelligence you gave me, I don't think it's time for us to interfere with my father. We can't hinder what my father wants to challenge."
The shorthair kitten tilted its head.
The red cat was stunned for a moment, and felt that it made sense, because Agares said the same thing.
They cannot interfere with the father's choices and cannot become obstacles to his advancement.
Amon emphasized: "In short, you should pay attention to the humans around you and don't miss any sight."
The two cats nodded in unison.
In the library, Inpos turned his head and glanced at Amon, and asked, "They are the last and second to last idiots, and you let them follow their father? Are you really not going to go there yourself?"
Amon's eyes darkened, and he was silent for a few seconds before he said, "If not, the mastermind behind this will not appear."
Inbos stopped writing, with worry in his eyes, "But..."
Amon suddenly said, "You know, I thought for a long time about why Agares used world-class magic to blur the relationship between us and our father, and finally came to the conclusion that only in this way could the mastermind dare to show up."
Inpos: “What?”
Amon: "Just imagine, if we declare that we are the creation of the brave Xiusi as soon as we come out of the abyss, and then we rule an era, and my eldest brother even fights out of the universe, will the mastermind dare to contact my father? He will definitely escape to the end of the universe."
Yin Bosi was stunned: "So what Second Brother is doing is fishing?"
Amon: "And the fishing was successful. Agares must know who it is, but unfortunately, He is trapped in a dream and cannot appear."
Yin Bosi nodded, but still had some doubts, "Second brother knows who it is, why didn't you tell us."
Amon was silent. "Agares the Riddle Demon usually does this because his reaction time is too long, or because he knows that we will know anyway, so he doesn't think it's necessary to tell us."
Inbosi was dumbfounded and thought, but brother, there is a long distance between "not knowing" and "knowing". Even if we can know it sooner or later, can't we know it directly?
Amon caught a glimpse of Inbos's confused face and smiled, "Open your mind. For many things, what's important is not the answer, but the experience and process of reaching the answer."
Inbosi was stunned, still looking confused.
However, Butis seemed to understand, "Just let us enjoy the process of solving the problem."
As he spoke, he looked up at Amon and said, "This is considered a game of solution, right?"
Amon smiled, "It's also a game of cat and mouse."
Butis: “Really?”
Amon raised his eyes, his gaze was sharp, as if he could see through space, and he said maturely with a young face, "Agares will not let go of anyone who hurts his father. Sometimes I think we have overprotected our father, but compared to Agares, we are really far from enough."
Agares is the real overprotection.
He will certainly take revenge on anything that hurts the Father.
Death alone is not enough, they also need to be driven completely insane and collapse completely.
Amon: "Just watch. The one who should be anxious now is not us, but the rat behind the scenes."
Inbosi seemed to understand, but finally nodded.
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It was about three o'clock in the afternoon in the Roman Kingdom.
In a dormitory, Francis sat on a chair in front of the bed, looking lovingly at the increasingly thin man on the bed.
The man was under a strong curse, his body was covered in black smoke, his hands and feet were covered with hideous divine patterns, his skin was as pale as paper, and his wrists that were exposed from the quilt were like branches that would break if bent. His slightly opened eyes were lifeless, and the golden pupils faded into a bleak dark silver.
Who could have imagined that the famous Duke Rock would become such a half-human, half-ghost appearance? Not to mention moving, he couldn't even breathe. If it weren't for the magic circle that forcibly stopped his weakening, he would have died long ago.
God’s curse is so terrifying, like the most vicious virus, madly attacking the structure of human existence, determined to completely disintegrate humans.
Francis grabbed the thin wrist with both hands and said tremblingly: "No matter what, please survive."
His request seemed like a curse, causing Rock, who was on the verge of death, to be unwilling to swallow this breath.
Obviously, death is just the end of a journey. Isn't that what the Romans all think?
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Hughes knocked on the door, turned his head slightly, and saw this scene unexpectedly.
He felt that he had come at the wrong time and was about to step back.
Francis looked over, his expression changed, and he stood up immediately.
"Mr. Isius, this way."
Hughes paused for a second, then walked in, followed by two cats.
Zeus didn't know it from a distance, but he realized it when he looked closer. It turned out that Duke Rock was just one step away from death.
"he……"
Francis lowered his eyes and said, "Don't worry about it. Mr. Isius, just do your best, regardless of life or death."
Houston paused for a moment and replied, "I have memorized the method to break the curse. You can give it a try."
Hearing this, Francis couldn't suppress the joy in his eyes, and turned around and said, "I'll find a magician right away."
There were two people and two cats left in the room.
This room was on the fifth floor, with large windows and good lighting. When Hughes walked to the window, he inevitably felt that the breeze blowing gently in his face was very comfortable.
It was unclear whether the person on the bed was still conscious or not. His slightly open eyes seemed to be trying to look towards Zeus.
Zeus walked to the bedside and analyzed the curse with his own eyes, repeatedly emphasizing "analysis" and "deconstruction" to himself in his heart.
The little cat looked up, it seemed that his father was using his power.
He shook his head and couldn't help wagging his big tail happily. I like it, Dad, use meow more often!
at the same time.
In the Imperial Park of the Roman Kingdom.
The young man, who was as quiet as a statue, suddenly moved, scaring the pigeons on his body so much that they lost their feathers and flew away.
“…”
The young man seemed to be unable to see his surroundings, and his mind was filled with only one question - who used the power of His [Spirit of Words]?
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