Chapter 190 Situation

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Edward held a pencil and wrote casually in the blank space of the newspaper.

"Governor No. 1", "Governor No. 2". "Local General", "General Loen".

Then, she drew two arrows facing each other between the two generals, symbolizing the discord between the conservatives and the militants.

She stared at the four nouns for a few seconds, smiled, and put a cross on "Governor One" with the pencil that was everywhere in her hand.

"Anyway, except for the new governor, no one else needs to be alive, right?"

Edward also crossed out the two generals. If he didn't want to quietly promote this mutiny, he only needed to know their names, find one or two people who had relatively stable connections with them, and just make a phone call. All three of them can die.

She put the pencil aside, and the faint blue flame burned along the handwriting, turning the newspaper into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"It's time to go on a business trip."

Edward stood up and went downstairs. The hostess was not there, maybe she had gone out, and the child was not in the hall either. There was still noisy noise outside, which seemed to never stop. She put a check on the counter, pressed it under an ink bottle, and then quietly The ground left.

Pushing open the door of the hotel, the surrounding colors became richer. When it returned to normal, she had reached a low mountain more than a hundred kilometers away. This mountain is located on the outskirts of Aldera and is in an undeveloped state. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can just overlook the city in the distance.

Edward looked around at the top of the mountain, and soon noticed a black cloud in the distant sky. It was pure black, bloody, and condensed with resentment, just like when he was in Tingen or in Kaping. The ones above the mansion.

The difference is that the cloud in front of me is larger than Kaping in terms of scale, but the color is not as deep as there.

"Did the massacre just end? It seems that there are no survivors, so there is no need to go."

The Spiritual Religion Group's bid was not high, and the request was only once, so she would only do it once. Strive to get it done once and for all, and sit back and watch everyone die after the arrangement, so it is necessary to explore the situation in the city and find the best trigger point.

She glanced in the direction of the clouds and saw a small town.

Hundreds of corpses lay scattered in various places in the city, on the ground, on the streets, in corners, in cellars, and even on trees, pipes, and roofs... There was almost no complete, long intestine along the The gas lamppost went around a dozen times. This shows that this is a terrorist attack, rather than a planned centralized execution. The army will not be responsible for the attack, but it is also not in line with the style of the Spiritual Religion.

"Rose School..."

Edward saw more strange corpses lying in houses and bunkers. Some of them were wrapped in curtains like mummies, with all the bones in their bodies broken. Some were hung in strange postures on the iron railings of their gardens. Some people seemed to have been knocked down and stabbed into the brain by an arrow from the iron railing. Some had their waists broken by a beam and were separated from the upper and lower parts. Their legs were in the house and their upper bodies crawled out of the door frame.

"The big sacrifice hasn't even started yet, and they've already fallen into the frenzied atmosphere of the sacrifice."

"It's just killing, not recovering the spirit body. It seems that this wave is just stragglers and there are no resentful souls."

The devil shook his head and once again expressed his distaste for the indulgent faction.

The believers are crazy, numerous in number, and generally strong. Like a pile of scattered sand, the Zhengshen Church has never been able to deal an effective blow to them, and will also lose huge manpower.

However, the leader maintains his rationality and rarely takes action at will. He hides behind all kinds of crazy deeds, and it is difficult for the Zhengshen Church to find clues.

Over time, the Seven Gods no longer care about the lunatics of the Rose School. Anyway, the number of people that people can kill is always a small number. As long as the demigod angels of the Rose School don't do anything too outrageous, then let them be.

Edward took a cursory glance and saw that the Rose School had tortured and killed many people in the city using extremely cruel methods, but probably not all. Most of the more than 700 corpses, which were dug out and skinned, cut into pieces with knives, burned, buried alive, etc., have a relatively typical appearance of the Northern Continent, such as whiter skin and lighter-colored holes.

There was no one alive around, and wild dogs were already munching on scraps of meat.

The Rose School seems to be very happy fishing in troubled waters, killing people and setting fires everywhere. People from the Spiritual Religion Group will more or less mention one or two words about the Rose School every time they come to communicate. It seems that their unscrupulous style has also made people feel uncomfortable. The Spiritual Religion Group has a headache.

However, now Shia Eggers needs the Rose School to distract her attention. The more hatred the Rose School draws, the better. If the Northern Continent can attack the Rose School first, then the Spiritual Order will have more opportunities to do something secretly.

And revealing Sioa's possible location to Edward is another way of placing a bet.

She didn't pay attention to the tragic scene. Anyway, people from the Zhengshen Church or the Spiritual Church would take care of it later.

Edward began to move in the direction of Aldera. There were many traces of battles on the road along the way, bullet casings, blood stains, scorch marks from burning, and scratches from the moving of barricades on the road.

The underground was very quiet, and the temporarily buried corpses lay quietly inside.

When facing the Spiritual Religion Group, no matter how critical it is, the body must be put to rest first before being buried.

Judging from these traces, the Spiritual Religion Group's offensive was very powerful, forcing Lun's garrison into the city defense along the way. After all, at that time, the Pale Queen was personally on the march, and the Restoration Congress directly invaded the city and occupied the outer city area as a stronghold to blackmail Loen into replacing the governor.

The situation in the Southern Continent is getting more and more chaotic, and the eyes of all parties are staring here.

If Sia Eggers can actually achieve a stage victory in Aldera, speculators in other cities will take notice.

In the event of colonial riots, the countries in the Northern Continent will also formally intervene, and the Southern Continent will be completely in chaos.

"Then give her a hand."

She walked toward the city in the distance, and her figure gradually became pale and disappeared into the air. When she appeared again, she had arrived at an uninhabited house. Looking out the window, she saw Loen soldiers patrolling back and forth behind the roadblock. .

To the east, Roen's soldiers were patrolling, and to the west, skeletons were hidden in the pale clouds.

The city has been sealed off for a long time and has entered a wartime state. It has also been reinforced by the judge's laws. It is impossible to enter through any door.

Edward's eyes swept across the army in the distance, passed through the streets and houses in front, and fell on a person in the Governor's Palace.

The spiritual brilliance on his body is a deep blue, surging like the sea, sometimes rough and sometimes calm. This is a demigod of the "storm" path. Although Edward has never seen this face, there is no doubt that although many nobles in Loen's upper class believe in Storm, if he wants to join the core of power, the noble general named Negan will definitely not be the demigod of Storm. This will Suspected of favoring the church.

In other words, this person is the general of the Southern Continent.

He is almost identical to the Loen people, and many generations of mixed blood have almost eliminated his Southern Continent characteristics.

His nationality is also Loen, but even so, he is still not treated equally by the Loen people.

Edward glanced around the Governor's Palace, feeling nothing about the people she saw. Soon, she discovered that a demigod with the path of "Judge" was walking in the garden. The spiritual light on his body was majestic, upright, and brass-colored.

That's him.

"Sin is about to become the dominant theme in this city."

The devil casually decided the fate of hundreds of thousands of people in the city:

"The loyal suffer betrayal, the arrogant will die because of their arrogance, and the survivors will always bear the guilt and sin."

"In the end, filth flowed across the land and took away all lives."



In the heavily guarded Governor's Mansion, Javier Reiner, who had another quarrel with General Negan, was drinking depressedly in his residence. Balam's characteristic exquisite wine glass was thrown aside. He took Roen's small wine glass and drank one glass after another. Drink it one glass at a time.

His adjutant had an angry look on his face. When Javier drank the eighth pot, he finally couldn't help but persuade him:

"General, you can't drink any more."

"You drank a lot privately during the war. If General Negan finds out, he will attack you again!"

Javier's arm for pouring wine stopped in the air, his eyes were bloodshot, his chest heaved violently, and he kept having the idea of ​​smashing everything visible in the room. But his restraint and etiquette stopped him, and he crushed the glass and threw the pieces heavily to the ground.

The adjutant winked, and the servants around him quickly knelt down and started to collect the pieces. After cleaning up, they took out the wine flask and secretly disposed of it with the others.

Javier asked with a gloomy face: "Does the new Governor have anything to say?"

The adjutant shook his head: "The Governor didn't say anything after hearing the report about the altercation between you and General Negan."

"...What did Mr. Thomas say?"

"Mr. Thomas just wants to complete the handover of the governor's job within this week, then step down and return to Loen."

Javier exhaled heavily, his expression changed again and again, and finally calmed down.

"We have been suppressed and beaten by the Spiritual Religion Group for several months, and we have lost so many people. Now we finally have a turn for the better, and we are actually going to negotiate peace like this."

"Even the nephew of Duke Negan is bent on making peace. I have nothing to say."

The adjutant was silent.

After a long time, the adjutant said:

"Ruen's country attaches great importance to this negotiation and believes that if it is not handled well, it will easily lead to war or even catastrophic events."

"so?"

"...it seems like another general will be here to make sure the negotiations go smoothly."

"Is there another one?" Javier's expression changed quickly, "With General Negan?"

The adjutant nodded with difficulty.

"who is he?"

"Emilius Levitt, Admiral Levitt, son of the noble count, whose family governs Oravi on the sea, is the governor there. Come here for two or three days, I hope you can handle it when he comes Negotiation matters.”

"He doesn't know anything about the situation in the Southern Continent. Why is he being transferred there? To doubt me?"

Javier—Lieutenant General—smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"They are all from the Northern Continent, and their understanding of the Spiritual Religion is probably only through intelligence and small-scale battles. This time, not only the Restoration Council, but also the 'Pale Queen' came, there is no way they could simply leave like that. !”

"Why can't they see that this is a crisis? The Spiritual Religion is a group of madmen who are not afraid of death and will not shed tears when they see the coffin. Peace talks are impossible now. Even if they want to talk, they have to wait until the Spiritual Religion in the city Just clear it out!"

"General Negan doesn't even listen to the Governor!"

After saying this, thinking of the arrogant and contemptuous look of the young man from the Northern Continent, he and his adjutant fell silent together.

In silence, the sky gradually darkened.

After a long time, Javier suddenly spoke slowly and slowly:

"Perhaps there is one last way."

"Convince Admiral Levitt to side with us."

The adjutant sighed: "General, this possibility is very low. Admiral Levitt is only here for a short time and will not seriously examine the situation."

"Then I can only watch my people lose in vain, and the Restoration Council will pretend to negotiate, and the result will be further?"

Javier's face was gloomy, and the anger and unwillingness he had been accumulating erupted in this desperate environment: "I can't allow this to happen, I have to find a way!"

"Just wait until General Levitt leaves, and then find a way to temporarily restrain General Negan... I will bear the consequences of disobeying orders."

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After successfully dealing with Admiral Amyrius's mistress, the beautiful Miss Cynthia, Klein immediately sat in the study and pretended to be concentrating on his work.

According to his understanding of Amyrius, he is a serious person, and it is completely normal to spend more time on official duties.

He looked through the documents and information, pretending to be very professional, but in fact, he had almost no understanding of the relevant data and design concepts of ironclads, sailing battleships and other ships, and he was almost illiterate.

In similar fields, he only knows concepts such as aircraft carriers, air superiority, giant ship cannons, and multiple turrets.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Cynthia leaving silently and closing the door. Klein breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the night was over.

In the master bedroom, Cynthia pursed her lips, took out the necklace from under the pillow, and held the black rhinoceros horn-like object that was only the size of a knuckle in her palm.

She stood there and prayed softly:

"Great Mother Tree of Desire, please make me more attractive, make Admiral Amyrius more infatuated with me, let him experience the ultimate happiness from me, and give me a child...

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In the quiet study room, Klein flipped through the documents stacked in front of him, selected the simple ones according to the processing methods on the documents, and signed the name of Amyrius Levitt - the reason why he could imitate The handwriting is because "Faceless Man" can memorize the target's characteristics, and "Joker" provides precise control for it.

For those that were complicated and difficult to understand, Klein wrote similar instructions:

"Research some more."

"Busy" until the early hours of the morning, Klein covered his mouth with his palms and yawned slightly.

No, I have to get some sleep. There are still many challenges tomorrow, so I have to maintain plenty of energy... Klein thought for a while and gave up on going back to the master bedroom.

He raised his right hand, held down his two half-closed eyes, and pulled them down violently, moving them to both sides of the middle bridge of his nose.

Immediately afterwards, Klein separated two gaps where the eyes were originally and used flesh and blood to disguise a pair of false eyes.

After becoming a "faceless man", I really looked more and more like a monster... I wish I had such magical skills when I was in school... He sighed silently, half-bent, with his real eyes closed, He fell asleep while "looking" at the document with his artificial eyes open.

The special nature of the "Joker" allows him to instinctively maintain balance and remain motionless, like a marble statue.

I don’t know how long it took, but Klein suddenly woke up from his dream and realized that there was a force trying to pull him into deep sleep and invade him!

who? I haven't done anything recently, why would someone want to enter my dream? No, I am now Admiral Emilius Levitt... Klein's heart moved, and his appearance immediately changed. Even in his dream, he became that demigod.

At the same time, he felt his consciousness shrinking, as if he was avoiding something.

This is different from a normal dream. I have obviously regained my sanity and can break away on my own and wake up, but I can't leave the dream... Klein tried it briefly and discovered more weirdness.

He clearly knows that he is sleeping, and can sense and control the body outside the dream, but no matter what, he cannot wake up!

Immediately afterwards, a lake-like white air filled the air in front of his eyes, forming an indistinct figure.

Klein's eyes narrowed slightly, and his spirit penetrated the dream, causing his real body to move silently. Then he put his palm into his pocket and touched the "Ninth Law" charm.

At this time, Namohu's figure calmly said:

“Don’t get involved in Auston’s affairs.

"This is a warning."

...It's a bit impressive, actually warning a demigod... What exactly do Auston and the others want to do? Klein thought for a while, spread his spirituality slightly, and let the "Ninth Law" spell exude a deep majesty. Then he imitated it and showed a similar feeling in his dream, and then said in a deep voice:

"Who are you?

"Who do you represent?"

Namohu's figure was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said with a smile:

"As expected of Spellweaver Emilius, he was able to stay awake in this situation."

No, no, no, although Amylius is known as the "Spell Weaver", he is not good at similar things. You should say that he is worthy of being the "Fool"... Klein cursed a few times and said seriously:

"answer my question."

Namohu's figure chuckled and said:

"You don't need to know who I am.

"As a demigod, you should know very well that everything has its destiny, and the same is true for every era.

“Don’t go against the destiny of an era, its trend, as this will only make you a victim of history.”

The fate of the times, the trend of the times, the victims of history... Hearing this, Klein suddenly thought of a term:

"The Twilight Hermits"!

But Klein did not speak, did not utter those few words, because the Admiral Amyrius in recent days was himself.

The figure in Namo Lake saw "Spell Weaver" Amyrius fell into silence. Without saying anything more, he turned into the diffuse white air again and disappeared into this dreamland.

TBC

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Her mother came back from the exam and wanted to have a good sleep, but within an hour of closing her eyes, she was woken up by the noise and had a terrible headache.