Chapter 249: As Born

The ceremony square gradually became crowded, and the composition of the air became complex. In the absence of Willy Shaw, the robot puppets and office clerks diverted the guests to various areas in a preset pattern. This only barely solves a small part of the problem. The purple children were making a fuss at the cemetery, shoving nearby guests out of boredom. The purple mother sprayed exhaust fumes around and landed, sitting on a large garland that had been prepared, and fiercely defended her children. The security array lights up, illuminating every creature's face as if it were a ghost.

In the growing chaos, Nese saw the figure of Shan Karabi flashing past.

Yi Metz and two Mathematical Olympiad apprentices gathered around his calculation table and seemed to let him go for the time being. He wanted to get closer to the dean, but the skeleton made a warning click: "Please wait a moment." He stopped in his tracks.

Fortunately, the fallen angel leader quickly squeezed over and glanced at him: "Where is Willy Xiao?"

Nesse shook his head and told him the facts about the funeral.

"I see."

Rabbi Shan Kara thought for a while and quickly replied: "The corpse is necessary for the funeral. It seems that we can only wait for him to come back. Before that, we need to take care of the current situation." His serious dark green face His eyes were looking in the direction of the cemetery - a defense mechanical puppet there was kicked into the sky and exploded into many golden fragments.

"If necessary, I have to delay the opening for a while. I'm not good at this. I need help. Well. I will talk to everyone in the Falling Star Formation first to help us control the situation. And other members of the Returning Star Council - I'm afraid We need to trouble them to put down their temporary hedonistic activities - it seems that our arcane scholars have quite a lot of things to do."

The Fallen Angel Priest quickly scanned the square. His eyes locked on several locations. Then he simply shook his cloak and disappeared into the air.

After half a second, he appeared again.

"Aren't you coming together?"

Karabi Shan looked at Nese, a little surprised.

"No."

Nesse glanced at Metz and said, "I'm here to think about something by myself."

"good."

Shan Karabi did not pay attention to the Skeleton Olympus Mage. There were more and more guests, and there were more things worthy of his concern - he waved to the distance and uttered a few words quickly. A huge golden leaf appeared out of thin air, covering up a small acid rain that poured on several Cambie monsters.

The leaves were tattered by the acid rain, but it was enough for the Cambie to escape from both sides. They burrowed beneath the purple mother's thick thighs stained with withered petals.

The patriarch raised an arm to send a signal to the members of the cult who came here - the members with gray and black faces understood and quickly got into the assigned work. A few slender figures disappeared silently into the chaos. .

Nese silently watched Shan Karabi's operations. The fallen angel leader did not leave. He moved his wrist and turned around:

"What are you thinking about? Are you in any trouble?"

"Quite a bit."

Nesse replied shortly. At the same time, I heard Yimeizi’s reminder again: “Wait a moment.”

"There is indeed a lot of trouble."

Karabi Dan glanced at Metz and quickly turned his eyes away. "Willy Xiao just came to see me yesterday." He said, with a hint of worry in his tone:

"The base of the Falling God Project was attacked by Yang, the 'God of Light'. Our wizards went to check it out, and the damage was quite serious. Almost all relevant members were missing, except for Willy Xiao, the only survivor—— A baby water nymph is now with us.

The information I got from her was not good. The Fallen God Project has been regarded as a threat by many powerful beings in the universe.

The attack of the God of Light is just the beginning. It's even possible that he wasn't the only attacker this time. And this is just one of many options for rescuing the Great Excursion. And large excursions - and I'm sorry, I might be overestimating myself by saying this - are just one of many problems with the universe. "

"Don't be sorry. I won't misunderstand you." Nesai said.

"Thank you, my friend." Rabbi Shan Kara nodded slightly, his face still serious: "The Holy Angel conveyed to us the concept of 'gaze'. The gaze we received may be too much compared to our purpose. And this can bring danger. As the Holy Angel said; 'When you don't see the danger, the danger has already happened to you.'"

"Holy Angel."

"Take Duke Chaint. He gives us divine promises. Always. He is indeed a demonic duke - as he was when he was born, but also a holy angel of guidance - as we are That way. And the more my strength level increases, the more clearly I can see——"

He looked at him again. "My friend. I must tell you the truth: I see on your face that you are confused. Even more confused than the last time I saw you. I think you should have your own reasons to stay away from us. But I suggest as a fellow... no. merely a citizen of another universe that you might as well trust us. Trust him."

Citizen of the Universe.

This is a word that the killer organization "Lian Zhi" in the killing domain likes to use. He hadn't heard that word in the past seventeen years. But I have heard it hundreds of times in the past few days. Naturally, the Fallen Angel Priest would not have come up with this word on his own.

"Believe him," Nesse repeated.

"The Duke of Chaint has a good heart," said Rabbi Shan.

The heart is good.

If Chaint were here, he would laugh out loud. Nese thought.

The musicians from the Killing Domain began to arrive one after another. They landed on the section where musical instruments were stored and took out their own instruments. It stands to reason that there should be a signal here to direct them to start playing warm-up music - obviously the mechanical puppet responsible for sending this signal was one of the ones that exploded just now. The musicians held their instruments, some looked back and forth with blank expressions, and some began to strum out of boredom.

"Not even close. Just a little bit," Yimetz said.

The smell of blood was suddenly overwhelming. Countless bright red petals fell from the sky.

A fake moon illusion shines above, fake bats fly over the moon, transforming into a fake whirlwind.

Rathnorlo Benches Lang emerges from the whirlwind with the ghosts.

The high-level vampire raised his hat to meet the gazes from around him. He opened his squinted eyes slightly and was stunned. The expression of pleasure at receiving all the attention was wiped from his face.

"Very Shaw—Very Shaw? Aren't you here, sir? Why is the place so bad? I'm already here—"

The vampires and ghosts were gone again. The fake whirlwind and fake bat appeared again, sweeping from the back of the field to the front, calling the name of the occult scholar all the way:

"Is the Speaker still missing? It's too dangerous. Willy Xiao? Appear within ten seconds, or I have to worry about my own safety——"

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"Hello, Deputy Speaker."

Shan Karabi flew forward, "Can I ask? What did you just say?"