Chapter 214 The Choice of the Times



Dirt rivers flow in the ditches and there is no light in the sewers. Normal people walking here must carry a lantern to see the necessary situation clearly.

But for Klein in his spiritual state, this was not an obstacle. Everything around him had already been reflected in his "eyes".

So, when the "Apostle of Desire" discovered him, he also discovered the "Apostle of Desire".

Without saying a word or hesitating, he simply opened his mouth and let out a silent scream.

This is an attack that directly harms the soul!

The "Apostle of Desire" was about to move when his body suddenly stopped, as if he had been hit hard by someone.

Large flakes of black fell from his shadowy body, as if he was shaking off snowflakes stained with the deepest desires.

At this moment, the already seriously injured "Apostle of Desire" almost fainted.

Without the support of his physical body, he was like a candle in a strong wind, swaying and liable to go out at any time.

His shadow suddenly spread out and turned into a pitch-black trail, flowing in all directions, making it difficult to know which one to chase.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly jumped out from the darkness behind Klein and pounced forward!

Those black liquids that were no longer viscous were merely props used by the "Apostle of Desire" to confuse attention and facilitate surprise attacks!

Klein seemed to have no idea how to react, and he let the shadow pounce on him.

However, the "Apostle of Desire" suddenly shuddered, as if he had come into contact with the coldest and most icy thing.

The shadow quickly slowed down, as if it had been "frozen" stiff.

He knew that ghosts and phantoms had their own freezing effect, but he didn't expect that this guy wearing the dark crown could affect himself, who was also a spirit.

This is a complete suppression of personality!

Klein had anticipated this result. He half-turned his body, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it on the stiff shadow's head.

Then, the dark golden "sun brooch" hidden by the pitch-black armor flashed a faint light.

The "Apostle of Desire" sensed the danger and felt the end of the world approaching. He wanted to resist but was temporarily powerless.

A bright and sacred light appeared out of nowhere, fell on the shadow's head and enveloped his body.

The surroundings were suddenly illuminated. The black shadow struggled hard but kept evaporating. In just a blink of an eye, he had become extremely thin, and his spirit was filled with the light from the scorching sun and the unwilling and crazy shouting.

Klein didn't give him a chance to breathe and summoned another pure and bright holy light.

The feeling of being as bright as day lasted for two seconds, and then the "Apostle of Desire" fell to the ground, losing his breath of life.

His body still remained in the state of a shadow, so thin that it seemed to have no thickness.

This Sequence 5 warrior who had just assassinated a duke died just like that, without even having time to leave a last word.

At the same time, Klein saw the other party's soul that was badly hit and about to dissipate.

It will take a while for the Beyonder characteristics to emerge... Should I imitate Miss Sharon and possess a shadow to speed up the process... But I don't have that technique... Klein considered what to do next.

Suddenly, he felt the ground shaking slightly.

Relying on his spiritual intuition, he looked towards the place he had passed before.

A tall and heavy figure in silver armor came running towards them, with a large patch of coagulated blood stained from the left shoulder down.

Sealed Artifact "1-42"... Klein's heart tightened, and he wrapped the spirit of the "Apostle of Desire" without hesitation, ending the summons.

His original plan was that even if he didn't have time to deal with the "Apostle of Desire", as long as an official Beyonder arrived, he would immediately "return" and leave the subsequent matters to the other party.

The man with red gloves wearing blood-stained silver armor just saw a figure wearing a black crown and a cloak of the same color, and then he found that the other party disappeared silently without leaving any trace.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully examined the other party's location just now, and found the "Apostle of Desire" who had lost his life.

"Eliminating clues and destroying evidence?" he said in a low voice.

Dengdengdeng, the red gloves behind arrived one after another.

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After returning to the gray fog, Klein did not rush to communicate with the spirit world. He directly left the mysterious space and entered his body in the real world.

He expertly gathered up the candles and other ritual items, quickly removing the last traces.

After doing all this, he created another substitute, walked four steps backwards, and arrived at the ancient palace above the gray fog.

Here, he can communicate directly with the remaining spirits like a real "psychic", without having to pray to anyone or even require the assistance of rituals. He has verified this when he was communicating with the "Master of Secret Dolls" Rosago.

Considering that the spirit of the Apostle of Desire Belia had been purified and could dissipate at any time, Klein planned to inquire about relatively more important information first.

As for the potion formula of the "demon" path, he planned to consider it last. Anyway, even if he obtained it, he didn't plan to sell it, so as not to cultivate a few cold-blooded serial killers.

Looking at the Apostle of Desire with brown hair, brown eyes and empty gaze, Klein spread his spirituality and asked:

"What on earth are you planning?"

The Apostle of Desire was completely cut off from the outside world by the gray fog, and could only answer in a daze:

"Assassinate Duke Negan."

Duke Negan... him again? Who wants him dead so much? Klein asked in astonishment:

"Did it work?"

"It succeeded." The "Apostle of Desire" answered calmly without saying anything else.

In this state, he would only answer if asked why.

Poor Duke Negan, even the Lord of Storms cannot protect you... Crane drew a scarlet moon on his chest.

He didn't try to understand the details and asked directly:

"Who ordered you to do that?"

Is this the organization that originally commissioned Vice Admiral Hurricane Qi Lingos? Klein recalled the previous assassination incident.

The Apostle of Desire said calmly:

"An organization, the most secretive and oldest one. Most Beyonders are unaware of its existence. It is said that its members include big figures from various fields. Perhaps some high-ranking officials from various churches and military forces are among them."

It sounds familiar... Could it be the secret organization that Emperor Roselle joined, the ancient organization that holds the second "blasphemous slate"? Klein's mind was moved and he said:

"What kind of reward did they promise you that would make you willing to give up the identity you have been operating for more than ten years?"

The Apostle of Desire replied with a slightly changed voice:

"A blasphemous card, the 'Abyss' card!"

Blasphemy card? The "Abyss" card, one of the twenty-two blasphemy cards made by Roselle! This most likely corresponds to the "Devil" path. No wonder the "Apostle of Desire" is willing to pay for everything he has accumulated over the past ten years... There is hope for him to become a high-sequence strongman!

This reward is much more valuable than the mission!

However, Lieutenant General Hurricane Qilingos should not be attracted by such a reward, unless, unless the organization has another Blasphemy Card that he needs, or some other item...

If it was really the mysterious organization that Roselle had joined, it would be normal for them to have collected a few blasphemous cards... Even if they didn't, they still had the "blasphemous slate"...

Klein was startled at first, then asked in confusion:

"Why are they going after Duke Negan?"

The spirit of the Apostle of Desire faded a lot, and he said in a hollow tone:

"I don't know. I'm just considering whether to take this task."

"Have you heard anything?" Klein asked.

The "Apostle of Desire" is still in a state without ups and downs:

“I heard that their main purpose is resurrection, or awakening the true Creator.

“They interfere with the course of history, making it suit their own needs in order to achieve their goals at a certain point.

"If the trend of the times is not what they expected, they will try their best to reverse it.

"Besides that, they just watch quietly and indifferently, perhaps without taking any action or entrusting anything for decades or hundreds of years..."

A secret organization in the true sense... It fits the characteristics of secretly manipulating the world's situation as described by Roselle... And it is also related to the original Creator... Seeing that the spirit of the "Apostle of Desire" was about to dissipate, Klein hurriedly asked:

"What is the name of that organization? How do I contact them?"

The "Apostle of Desire" looked ahead without emotion, and his figure quickly disintegrated.

Before he completely disappeared, he answered the question just now:

“Their names are:

"The Dusk Hermits."

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Inside the house with the glass greenhouse.

The secretary, who was thin, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and white gloves, sat with a gloomy face, his expression revealing deep sorrow.

"What's your name? What's your sequence number? Which extraordinary path are you from?" Deacon Ikanser asked solemnly.

The blonde secretary replied slowly in a low voice:

"Lockhard Siakam, Sequence 5. As for which extraordinary path I belong to, you can apply to MI9 to view my file."

"Okay." Ikanser asked, "Does the Duke come here at a fixed time every week?"

"No, he is not a person who likes to do things according to a schedule. This is even more true after he was assassinated by Qi Lingos. Before today, no one knew that he would be here today. I only heard about it in the Senate this morning." Rockhard Siakam answered seriously.

Ikanser thought for a moment and said:

"If there is a spy among you, who do you think it is? Do you suspect anyone?"

Lockhard thought for a few seconds and shook his head.

Ikanser asked about the details of the battle and roughly grasped the specific process.

Seeing that Lockhard looked pale and seriously injured, he politely stood up and went to investigate the other members of the Duke's Guard.

After watching the butler of the "Mechanical Heart" leave, Lockhard took a breath and walked heavily to the body of Duke Negan.

The nobleman no longer had the excitement he had just now, but his face still showed extreme fear.

After looking at Duke Negan's body for several seconds, Lockhard whispered sadly:

"Feel sorry."

At this moment, with his back to everyone, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up slightly.

He added in his mind with unusual calmness:

“This is the choice of the times…”

ps: I will update in advance at midnight. I have to take care of my cervical spine recently, so I won’t update in a short time.


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