In fact, Joey had many questions in his mind, and he didn't know which one to ask first. He leaned on the sofa and remained silent.
I originally thought that joining the Survey Corps was part of my execution plan and that I was under my own control. Now I look back on my calculations, and many of them are under the deliberate guidance of Vader Wesker.
Vader Wesker, Katrin Winter, Necromantic Cult, Imperial Knights, Second Prince: "I seem to be forced into an incredible mystery?"
Joey was thinking anxiously. Although he didn't want to admit it, his current situation was indeed very bad. His strength was low, and he was also involved in the vortex of the demigod level. If he was not careful, his life would be at risk.
Azrael's yellowed pages floated in the air, swirling around Joey.
"Great Master, what can I do for you?" The words on the page are extremely flattering.
Joey lamented:
"0-013, what do you think they want to do?"
The fog had covered up so many things that now he was helpless.
"war!"
Joey raised his eyes, looked at the words on the page, and narrowed his eyes slightly. This answer was obviously something he had not expected.
Since the War of Gods, the sun has died, and Senagaal has been shrouded in darkness. In order to survive, human beings can only linger on this land, so what is the point of launching a war.
Competing for resources? No? The most important resources on this land are blood and population, and war will consume them in the opposite direction.
The occurrence of something should be purposeful and rewarding. At least so far, he has not seen any substantial benefits from this riot.
"Master, when will you take me away!"
"Is this a question?"
"Yes, my master"
Joey squinted at the words on the page, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "How should I find you?"
He found that this kind of questioning can effectively avoid the conservation law of 0-013.
"Leila, my contractor, she left me a final mission. After completing it, I will be free. As long as you show up at the scene during any mission, I will be able to find you, my Owner"
Task?
Isn’t Layla dead?
What is the connection between the Director's Book, the Necronomicon, and the demigod Vader Wesker?
He couldn't figure it out, and Joey didn't bother to think about it. The world was huge, and he was sleeping the most right now. After running around for most of the night, his body was already exhausted.
At the same time, there is a dark place on the Senegal border that the fog cannot reach.
The sound of thunder and lightning filled the air, making people's eardrums ache.
Several men in cloaks are attacking a group of night demons with sharp mouths and fangs.
The ground was covered with the corpses of strange beasts. There were a lot of night demons. There were dozens of people in black robes who were besieged. Compared to the night demons, they were pitifully few.
Although the low-level night devil only has bloodthirsty instincts, the high-level night devil has already shown some wisdom. After losing many companions, it stared at one of the black-robed figures with dark red and cold eyes.
After several raids, he found that he was no match, so he led the tribe back into the darkness.
Until then, the group of black-robed people let out a long breath, and some of them collapsed and sat down on the ground.
After a fierce battle, they consumed most of their energy, and they had to stop and take a good rest. They were quickly divided into several groups, each performing their duties on guard, patrol, and food preparation.
"No wonder I haven't been able to find the base of your Necromancer Sect. It turns out you are hiding here."
One of the men in black robes lifted the cloak covering his head, revealing a middle-aged face with a beard. It was Vader Wesker who had disappeared from the main city.
The person on the opposite side also lifted up his cloak. It was wrinkled, sallow, and had the same zombie face as always. Who else could it be if it wasn't Wayne.
Who would have thought that they would get involved together.
Wayne sneered pointedly: "Actually, the biggest reason why the Necromantic Cult has been active is not because of our hiding place, but because..." He pointed at Vader: "You are the kind of person who exist"
Vader's tough face trembled slightly, and his surprised eyes turned to Wayne and asked: "The Empire, someone is secretly supporting you."
"Otherwise, why do you think we have the right to develop the congregation and carry out actions in the main city under the eyes of the imperial capital?"
Wade thought about it carefully, and many things that were unreasonable before can now be explained.
"Damn betrayer, who is he?"
Looking at the excited Vader, Wayne sneered and shook his head: "Do you think this kind of person would be stupid enough to reveal his identity?"
"Betrayer?" He sneered: "Who do you think you are now?"
The other men in black robes beside him laughed in laughter.
Vader glared angrily, looking around, and those who caught his gaze turned their heads.
"Wayne, I'm different from them! I didn't betray my beliefs."
Before Vader could continue to argue, Wayne shouted: "Yes, you are amazing, you are a saint." At this point, he paused blankly, then gritted his teeth and stared at Vader with a look of hatred, word by word. Said: "It was you who killed Leila"
Vader, who originally wanted to vent his anger, suddenly became depressed.
He lowered his head in despair, and the two of them gathered around the burning fire. The heavy atmosphere made them stop talking.
Wade's thoughts raced back to that night when he lost control.
Wayne was right, he was indeed responsible for Layla's death.
As the archbishop of the Necromantic Cult, she cannot be swayed by emotions. She cannot do the act of killing Vader Wesker. The best result is to die herself.
Use her death to accomplish that one thing, a plan that took several generations to lay out.
Layla knew very well that she was a person who was easily influenced by her emotions. That matter was contrary to Vader's beliefs, and the two of them would definitely go against each other.
She couldn't determine under which circumstances whether she could still stick to her true intention and not harm Vader, nor let her plan go to waste.
And she is also the biggest flaw in the plan. From the beginning, she never thought about living. Only when she dies will 0-013's ability be fully revived, and no one can stop it, because as a contractor, Layla ·Alan is dead.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Vader still couldn't figure out what it was that could make Layla complete it even at the expense of her life.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to join the Necromantic Cult, even if he fell into darkness.
Wayne's stiff face showed a rare trace of confusion in his eyes.
"You should understand that in the Necromancer Sect, the information is blocked. Even if I am the high priest, I still don't know the identity of the other priests and the high priest."
"I am only responsible for my own line. My mission is to bring Sealed Artifact 0-09, the Gate of the Abyss, into the main city."
Wade looked at him and asked with a questioning look:
"The Gate of Disaster left over from the Calamity Era!"
"That's right, it's Him, the starry sky gate that separates reality and illusion."
"Leila..." Vader stared blankly at the night sky with no stars but endless darkness, "Is this what you want to do?"
There are many imitations of the Gate of the Abyss, which can be found in the basement of the Sheriff's Department, and they only serve to block extraordinary items.
The real 0-09 claims to have the authority to travel across the stars. If it is really him, he may really be able to leave Senegal and open the door to the outside world.
He did not expect that the legendary items were actually in the hands of the Necronomicon Sect.
"Since you know where 0-09 is, why don't you go out?"
Wayne tilted his head slightly and sneered: "Are you really a demigod? How could you ask such a question? If it were so easy, would the people of Senegal still be trapped here? Don't forget, Mr. Ge will be behind this There is also an archangel.”
"No!"
While the two were chatting, a shrill cry suddenly came from the scene. The two of them paused and turned their eyes away.
"What's going on with Val?" Wayne asked.
The one who made the sound was the companion responsible for preparing the food. At this time, in front of him was a strange beast with its internal organs thrown away.
He looked horrified and held a necklace in his hand.
"Huh?..." This thing was very ordinary, and Wayne didn't see anything wrong with it.
Val stared at Wayne with a malicious look, gritted his teeth and said:
"This is my wedding gift to my wife. Didn't you say that she was sent to the church for treatment?"
"You, did you give up on her and abandon her? She was eaten by the night demon, right?"
Wayne lowered his head and remained silent.
In Senegal, only a few people know what the consequences of pollution are and what the truth is.
Vader could understand Val's mood very well, and he had dealt with this kind of thing many times.
Although this matter was cruel, he still chose to tell the other party the truth.
"The church cannot treat contaminated people"
In Senegal, where there is no sunshine, humans can only eat mutated food, which causes blood lesions, shortens lifespan, and greatly increases the probability of physical mutation.
Night demons are the product of human beings being polluted.
Wayne murmured in shame: "In the church, there is only one consequence for being polluted, and that is to be sent to the incinerator for disposal. Your wife escaped on the way."
He was also very depressed, how could it be such a coincidence that he met Val Yi's wife who turned into a night devil, and she was treated as food by such an unfortunate coincidence.
"Ugh~"
It was the first time for many people at the scene to know the truth about the Night Demon, and some began to retching.
Hidden in an area surrounded by night demons, the only source of food is these strange beasts. Now it is known that most of these strange beasts are human mutations, and no one else can accept this result.
In this environment, it's no wonder that the people of the Necromancer Sect would go crazy, it's the same for everyone.
"Maybe it's just the night demon that killed your wife, not necessarily the one she mutated."
Val began to rummage inside the body of the Night Stalker. No one knew what he found. They only knew that in the end, he hugged the body and disappeared into the darkness, never to come back.
The rest of the people also lowered their heads, and everyone had ugly expressions on their faces.
"Vide, tell me, what is the meaning of our existence? Why does such a world exist?" Wayne added a piece of firewood to the fire, and the fire sizzled. His words seemed dejected and weak.
Senegal, without sunlight, has spent thousands of years in darkness.
"Vade, you are a demigod. Have you ever seen the sun? Is it really as full of warmth as recorded in the general history?"
In a thousand years, only saints can live such a long life. Many people born after the War of Gods have lived in darkness their entire lives.
Vader Wesker stretched out his hand and grabbed it directly towards the burning flame, letting the flames burn his skin.
"He is like a light that is far away, giving warmth, but when it is close, it burns the skin."
Wayne also learned to put his hands into the flames, and the burning did not cause them any pain.
"Is this what the sun feels like?"
In the endless darkness, there was only the meager light of this bonfire.
After the repairs were completed, everyone set off on their journey again. Because of Vader, the demigod, who released thunder and lightning recklessly, the surrounding beasts did not dare to approach.
Soon they came to a giant bronze door, which was more than ten meters high, with an octopus carved on it, with countless eyeballs on its tentacles and head.
The closed door is like the mouth of an octopus. Standing in front of it, you will feel very small.
There is nothing around the bronze door. It stands alone in the open field, and it is like a barrier that separates this place into two worlds.
"What's behind the door?" Wade asked.
As he spoke, he wanted to go around and look behind the door. Soon, he discovered that there seemed to be nothing around the door, but when he got closer, he found that there was an invisible barrier blocking the way forward. .
"If we can't get through, we have tried countless methods, from the sky to the ground, but we can't get through the door."
Vader frowned and said with a slightly serious expression, "Could it be that he didn't fly high enough?"
According to his opinion, with the ability of these people, the extent of what they can do is very weak.
Wayne shook his head and sighed softly:
"My Lord Bishop has also tried it. If you fly upward, you will only encounter lightning in the end. If you dig a hole behind, you will also encounter a barrier."
"For this, we sacrificed more than one demigod."
Hearing Wayne's words, Vader looked surprised. He didn't expect that the Necronomicon Cult had such a background.
Although in the early days, there were indeed many demigods and angels, but as time has passed, there are only a few demigods left in Senegal.
Looking back, it seems that the Necromancer Cult appeared after that one disappeared.
The Bound One, the king of angels under the sun, was also a traitor, and it was his backstabbing that led to the change in the direction of the holy war.
The expression on Wade's face became more solemn. He had paid such a heavy price and still refused to give up. For this reason, Layla was even willing to sacrifice herself. What she was seeking might be huge.
"How do you take this thing away?"
Wayne slowly took out an ancient yellowed book.
"0-013? Does it have other abilities?"
Searching the memories in his mind, there was no relevant record. Vader watched Wayne's every move closely, fearing that he would miss a detail.
0-013 The eyes on the book cover suddenly opened, looked at the eyeballs on the door of the abyss, and then closed again.
In Vader's stunned expression, the page of 0-013 was opened, and the gate of the abyss not far away suddenly turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the page. On the blank title page, a pattern of a portal suddenly appeared.
"Is it my imagination? They seem to have some kind of connection with each other?"
