Chapter 763 Hope, or Despair (End of this Volume)
For the next period of time, Angel seemed to be in a psychedelic dream and almost forgot everything he had experienced.
Of course, she still remembered Leonard excitedly approaching his captain, Dunn Smith, dancing before him like a curly-haired baboon; Daly Simone hugged her lover in disbelief, shedding tears in public for the first time; Klein tightly embraced her shoulders, quietly watching the reunion of his teammates with an exaggerated grin; and Ince Zangwill, lying alone by the fountain, had developed his Beyonder characteristics, but no one paid any attention.
There were still too many things to talk about and too many questions to answer, but as "Night Watchers", they all knew that within a few minutes, the official Beyonders in the nearest church and the "Eye of the Goddess" Ilia, who had received an early warning, would arrive at the scene.
"You... don't plan to return to the church?"
Looking at Klein who had put on Creeping Hunger again, and Angel who had a somewhat dazed expression, Leonard couldn't help but ask.
"I've been through so much, I can't go back, but Angel... I think the captain should know something. Maybe you can ask him later."
After adjusting his hat, Klein switched his gloves to the Traveler's soul and watched it become transparent as he spoke slowly.
Seeing the surviving Dunn Smith, he had already understood something. He guessed the reason for the other party's rapid growth in strength and why he hid behind the scenes and only showed up when he was about to deal a fatal blow to Ince Zangwill.
"Goddess Troops".
The name of a team that Angel told him and that she inexplicably joined came to his mind.
Of course, for him, there is not much need to return to the church system.
Moreover, he had also done things like disguising himself to become a follower of the goddess again, sneaking into the Chanis Gate to steal important items. After today's battle, the church will definitely understand that "Klein Moretti" is still alive and is related to many previous things. If he returns to his identity as a Night Watchman, he will inevitably face a lot of scrutiny.
Besides, the goddess should have already "marked" me and made me her favored one... With a light laugh, Klein activated "Teleportation", and the figures of the two quickly faded and disappeared.
The square, which had previously been filled with thunder and raging with the power of death and eternal sleep, was now silent. The only sounds left were the faint sound of the wind and the distant shouts of the residents trembling in the battle.
Leonard was silent for a moment as he looked at the spot where Klein and Angel disappeared. He then turned to look at Daly, whose emotions had gradually stabilized, and at Dunn Smith beside her. The latter was still the same as he was a year ago, with a faint smile on his lips and an indescribable depth in his eyes above his tall nose.
So, in fact, not a single Night Watchman died in that God's Descent incident, but the last grave was clearly not empty... He opened his mouth in a daze and asked hesitantly:
"Captain, what is going on?"
Did you die and resurrect, or were you not dead at all? Why haven't you appeared in the past ten months? Are you still a member of the Nighthawks, or are you completely hidden behind the scenes like the two of them? Questions burst out in Leonard's mind one by one, and he wanted to say them all in one breath.
But Dunn just winked at him and replied:
"Some things I can't discuss due to confidentiality, but most of your questions can be answered once we return to base. Now, let's clean up the scene and wait for Ms. Ilia to handle the follow-up matters."
"Yes, Captain."
Hearing the clear instructions, Leonard subconsciously straightened his body and answered, then he realized that there were some problems with the address in Dunn's words.
"Is your current identity... still 'Nighthawk'?"
Dai Li, who was standing beside her, pursed her lips, the joy in her eyes was masked by doubt, and she asked.
Dunn, who had already walked towards the strangely shaped corpse of Ince Zangwill, stopped and turned back.
"No, I belong to a brand new team, you can call me...
"'Heart of the Goddess'."
The Heart of the Goddess...is it related to the Sword of the Goddess and the Eye of the Goddess?
Leonard and Daly looked at each other and understood a lot of things in an instant.
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After picking up two secret dolls hidden nearby and traveling through the spirit world with some nostalgia, Angel and Klein left the colorful spirit world and returned to the hotel in East Balam Tetnik.
This is the only place where the two of them can be alone without being disturbed.
Stroking the ring on his left ring finger, Angel slowly recovered from the excitement, shock, and joy. Quickly, he sat down on the only single sofa in the room. He looked at Klein, who had sent the two marionettes who had made great contributions today to the servants' quarters. He let out a sigh and said,
"Why... there were so many people just now!"
When she said this, she became a little excited again and couldn't help but stand up from the sofa.
I didn't expect the captain to be alive. He seemed to have accepted Daly's feelings for him, but... why did this guy use the scene of their reunion as a proposal?
"I had planned to give you a wonderful memory on your birthday... although today I realized plans can't keep up with changes," Klein replied, taking off his trench coat and casually placing Deathstroke on the table. "Besides, I'm worried that if I put it off any further, I'll lose my courage."
Losing courage... Sure enough, Ince Zangwill's words still had some influence on him?
Angel thought silently, realizing that the coldness that spread throughout his body when he saw that scene was the effect of the "despair" potion in his body. At that moment, Klein must have felt a trace of despair in his heart, which gave the potion a corresponding response.
"So, is there anything else you want to ask?"
She asked cautiously.
"No, there's nothing to ask. I once said that I love you for who you are now, not for a certain name or identity. This is still the case today."
Without hesitation, he took two steps forward and held her tightly in his arms. Just like he had done with Bayam, he whispered a reply in her ear.
"When you are ready, tell me everything."
"Um……"
Angel felt his nose sting, and he quickly buried his face in Klein's arms. Only then did he realize that he had secretly adjusted his height using the Faceless Man's ability.
This guy... She pretended to leave his embrace and snorted softly:
"Then I'll go back to Backlund first?"
"No, wait..." This action made Klein panic. "I just used the 'Death Knell' revolver and gained a new weakness..."
"Oh, what's the weakness?"
Angel's lips curled up slightly, having already noticed Klein's abnormality.
"Yes, I'm afraid of being alone."
The latter replied embarrassedly.
Aren't there two secret dolls accompanying him?... Angel glanced in the direction of the servants' room, smiled helplessly, walked back to Klein from the decorative mirror in the living room, and hugged him again.
"I can't help it. After all, I'm already your fiancée."
She murmured, not noticing the corner of Klein's mouth secretly curling up, revealing a smile of triumph.
After being promoted to demigod, he is no longer so afraid of the negative effects of "Death Knell".
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When Angel woke up from his dream, he found himself in the doomsday city again.
"City of Disaster".
The term uttered by the evil spirit "Red Angel" came to her mind.
This may be the source of my so-called "specialness", and also the power of spells such as "disaster" and "betrayal"... Thinking about it, she climbed out of the pit covered with soft soil again, looked at the broken mountains and flowing magma in the distance, and strolled in this ancient city.
The last time before that, she came here because she died in the smog. The last time, she entered here after being promoted to "Despair" and took away the "Witch" and "Red Priest" cards.
But why did I come here this time?
Walking through the Greek-style streets, Angel recalled everything that happened tonight and soon understood.
During the battle with the "Red Angel" evil spirit, when Klein realized that she might be related to Cole Granger, the progress of the "Despair" potion, which had been mostly digested but then stagnated, made some progress due to this despair that came from itself, and was even on the verge of being completely digested.
This gave her another opportunity to enter this "city of disaster" and find the secrets deep within it.
Perhaps once I reach Sequence 3, I'll be able to enter this place directly somehow, without having to rely on the critical points of each potion digestion... Is this a special ability that every witch possesses, or is it unique to me?
While guessing, Angel walked between the collapsed stone pillars and soon found himself at another place with a completely different style.
It was not the Loen-style architecture she had seen in this city, nor was it the Gothic-style architecture similar to that seen on Earth. Nor was it the red brick and green tile architecture like that of ancient Eastern streets. Instead, it was a wide street hidden in the thick fog.
There were shadows in the fog, as if countless objects were constantly moving, which immediately made Angel alert. She walked lightly and approached slowly, but found that she was always walking on the edge of the fog. She seemed to be moving forward, but could not get close to the real thick fog.
But this effort was not in vain. At the edge of the fog, she finally saw the buildings on both sides of the street.
There were buildings that were either magnificent or dilapidated, but the street-facing sides were all flat concrete walls dotted with decorative stone pillars, and the height was beyond the reach of buildings of that era.
Gurgle gurgle—the sound of wheels rolling over stone slabs was heard, and a two-wheeled cart with a roof rushed out of the fog. It was not a horse-drawn carriage, but was pulled by manpower. It hit Angel directly and then disappeared from the edge of the fog, as if everything was just an illusion.
But at this moment, Angel saw clearly the man in the straw hat pulling the cart and the young woman sitting in the cart. They were both humans with healthy limbs, but they were shrouded in thicker fog and their true faces could not be seen clearly.
But they seemed to be in a different world from me, just like the illusion that occasionally appears when the spirit world and reality are combined... Angel thought about it and tried to enter the fog again, but found that it was no different from before, as if there was an invisible wall blocking her and the wide street.
After realizing this, she stopped wasting time and went back the same way to explore in another direction.
This was the longest time she had spent exploring the city. The first time, she saw "herself" in a strange state and left the place instantly because of fright. The second time, she was eager to obtain the "Card of Blasphemy" and did not do much exploration. Only this time, because she was focused and had plenty of time, she obtained more information.
The fog before seemed to have only covered the corresponding streets and did not spread out, making it difficult for her to move. Soon, the fog behind her disappeared at the junction of the streets, which made Angel breathe a sigh of relief.
She was worried that this strange phenomenon would cover the entire "City of Disaster" and hinder her exploration, but fortunately this did not happen.
This shows that this city is not under my "management". I don't even have the authority to enter certain areas. Moreover, in different directions and locations of the city, there are differences in age, region and even culture. Could it be that this is not actually a city, but an aggregation of many cities?
Various questions kept popping up in Angel's mind, and he soon noticed the changes in the scene on the surrounding streets.
Low-rise houses made of bricks and tiles were replaced by high-rise buildings. Unlike the previous concrete buildings shrouded in fog, they were covered with shiny glass or metal. They were as neat as if they were built at the same time by the same group of people. The streets were also changed from muddy ground to hard concrete, and even had navigation lines of various colors painted on them.
Walking on such streets, Angel felt as if he had returned to Earth, back to those modern cities he was familiar with.
If a car drove over now, could I just get in it and go back to another world... Angel thought jokingly. Although he couldn't hide his surprise, he didn't get too excited.
She had seen countless different street designs before, so no matter what strange things happened in this strange city, it wouldn't make her...
Angel's steps stopped, her gaze fixed.
In front of her, at the intersection of two wide concrete roads, lay a body.
He was lying on his back, wearing clothes that were obviously specially designed with multiple tactical pockets and easy to move. In one hand he held a strangely shaped pistol, and the other hand was spread out with a blackened dagger lying beside him. The two layers of clothes on his chest had large holes as if burned by fire, revealing the charred flesh underneath.
The front of his short golden hair also had traces of being stung by fire. His hair had hard lines, and his slightly weathered face was pale. His eyes were wide open, as if he was staring at the sky.
Angel was very familiar with his face.
That was the deceased Angel Grey.
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