Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 289: Duet of Fear
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The moment he heard the melody of "Katyusha", Klein thought about whether this was a trap, but the next second he laughed at himself. If Edward Vaughn wanted to kill him, there was no need for a trap.

"That is to say, He is also waiting for the 'Devil Card' to approach!"

Klein's spirits lifted. He suddenly quickened his pace and tried to look forward, toward the city's central garden not far away.

In the street garden, people come and go, the middle class, fishermen and merchants are bustling about, the morning sun has just broken through the clouds, music is echoing, everything is so normal, even a little leisurely.

Edward Vaughan completely integrated into this leisurely and pleasant environment, playing on the piano in the street garden.

Klein didn't think much about it, nor did he think of any countermeasures or methods. He quickly retreated, returned to a distance of more than 100 meters, exchanged surveillance positions with the secret doll, left the area near the street garden, and walked to the source castle in a corner to write another telegram and letter.

"The Devil's Path Angel appeared in the city of Enmat."

Then, he returned to reality without stopping, took out the adventurer's harmonica from his arms, put it to his mouth and blew it.

Renette Tinicole, carrying four blonde, red-eyed heads, walked out of the void, and her eight eyes simultaneously turned towards the street garden.

"To Leonard Mitchell. He should not have left the previous sensing range." Klein asked the secret doll to take out a letter and a gold coin that had been prepared long ago and handed them to the messenger.

He now spoke and acted like a secret puppet, following only predetermined orders, and even restrained himself from chanting the name of the goddess of night in his heart, which would give the demon a sense of crisis. If he really couldn't help but think of something, he would immediately meditate or use the things around him to divert his attention.

Any idea may be noticed by the "devil" and 0-08!
To deal with them, you must focus your thinking on Sefirah Castle, and in the real world, just act according to the predetermined plan!
At this moment, Klein saw a figure slowly moving out of the dark alley from the corner of his eye. This person seemed to be wandering around aimlessly, but was faintly approaching the street garden. There was a strong and uncomfortable stench on his body. There were large patches of suspicious dark colors on the black priest's robe. In his hand, he tightly grasped a feather pen and a notebook whose original color could not be seen. This beggar-like person looked around expressionlessly, and anyone who was caught by his gaze would tremble involuntarily.

Klein silently recited the text that he still remembered in his mind, racking his brains to make himself dull and not think about anything. This was really a torture - but at this moment, Klein suddenly understood why Ince Zangwill had to hide here for a long time.

"He has long been unable to control the desire to kill indiscriminately due to the 'devil' pollution, and here..."

The wind carried the salty smell of the sea. Seven out of ten shops around sold seafood. Everyone smelled fishy. The strong smell of sea water made the peculiar smell on Ince Zangwill seem less abrupt.

Apart from that, Klein did not speak, nor did he think about anything else related to 0-08 and the devil. The puppet watched the messenger lady return to the spirit world, and then the "winner" puppet immediately turned around and walked to the nearest telegraph office, handed the already written telegram, address, and gold pounds to the staff, and urged them to send the telegram immediately.

"Ince Zangwill appears in the Enmat Harbor Street Garden."

As the radio waves flew, two telegrams were delivered to the various strongholds of the Church of Night in several nearby cities.

……

Suddenly, Leonard was inspired and turned his head to the left.

As the "gatekeeper", Daly had already set her sights on that place. A letter suddenly appeared and floated to the bottom of the gas lamp.

Leonard didn't bother to avoid Daly. He bent down, picked up the letter, and quickly opened it.

The content of the letter was very simple, with only two lines of words:
"Street Garden."

"The angel of the demonic path appears."

The angel from the demonic path was attracted here? !

Daly also saw this line of words. She and Leonard's expressions suddenly became solemn. This kind of cohesive power was beyond the imagination of all of them. What on earth did Ince Zangwill have?
Daly immediately summoned a spirit and ordered it to inform Sost and others of the news immediately. Although the angels could only be handled by the church and the top leaders, the evacuation of personnel could be carried out immediately!
Leonard thought of something, pursed his lips, turned his head and said to Daly:
"Ma'am, please help me cover my tracks."

As he spoke, the glove on his left palm turned transparent, and his right hand reached into his pocket, holding the "Luck Thief" talisman.

Daly was silent for a second, then said very seriously:
"Take me with you."

"At least you fought, and I didn't get to do anything."

Leonard's expression changed continuously, his mouth opened slightly, but in the end he said nothing and grabbed Daly's shoulders.

The two then disappeared onto a sparsely populated street.

……

At this time, Klein had arrived at Sefirah Castle again.

He contained the "Tyrant Card" and the "Scepter of Poseidon" which stirred up a strong wind, pushing all the pedestrians in the park out frantically. Even those who didn't want to leave could immediately feel the flying feeling.

Through the vision of Sefirah Castle, he saw that Ince Zangwill was still stubbornly trying to get closer to the garden, while Edward Vaughn had stopped playing at some point and was quietly looking at his hands or the keys.

"It seems that the Church of Darkness has responded..."

He immediately shifted his attention, and an exaggerated silver-white lightning pierced through the deep sky and fell straight down, striking Ince Zangwill.

But at the moment when the lightning appeared in the real world, Ince Zangwill's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a transparent and blurry spirit, which was struck by lightning and annihilated instantly.

He seemed to have just woken up, and instinctively dodged the attack with his "premonition of crisis".

The corners of Klein's mouth quickly stretched upward, revealing a funny smile.

He then spoke in a low voice in ancient Hermetic language:
"Disaster!"

On his right palm, the silver-grey spell suddenly ignited a dark light. At the suggestion of "Mercury Snake" Will Auceptin, he used a drop of the other party's blood and precious metals as ritual materials, and prayed to the "Goddess of Night" to create the Disaster Realm Spell.

This was a gift he prepared for Ince Zangwill.

This is the arrow of revenge.

This is God's curse!
Will Auceptin's suggestion shocked him greatly, but for revenge, Klein still chose to use the secret doll to try carefully. He did not disappear from this world quietly, and he also received a normal response from the goddess. As a follower of the true creator, Klein, the current messenger of the Aurora Society, did not dare to think too much. He could only blame the unfathomable nature of God, or perhaps the "Goddess of Night" also hoped that Ince Zangwill would die soon.

At this moment, countless blade-like lights suddenly burst out from the corner of the street garden. Klein looked over and was shocked to see that Edward Vaughn and the piano in front of him slowly cracked into countless gaps. Strong silver light burst out from the gaps, and the whole person was shattered!
Klein's breath caught.

He suddenly had a strange idea -

Can I just drink the potion now?

At the same time, there seemed to be suddenly one more person in the area. A blond-haired priest in a white robe who looked both strange and familiar appeared out of nowhere.

Thinking of the secret relationship between the Psychological Alchemy Society and the Twilight Hermits, and linking it to an entry in Emperor Roselle's diary, Klein suddenly understood something and became certain about what to do next:
This is the master of the Twilight Hermits, the son of the Creator, the "Angel of Fantasy" Adam, who wants to take "0-08"!
At this time, two figures quickly appeared beside him. One was Leonard Mitchell, who had black hair, green eyes, and transparent gloves. The other was Daley Simone, who was wearing blue eyeshadow and the same blush.

They came at such a good time. The enemy's misfortune often means that their side is lucky enough!
The first thing Daly saw was the figure she would never forget, and flames of hatred suddenly rose in her eyes.

at the same time.

On the vast plain where nightshade and moonflowers grew, 0-17 held a long sword that glowed like the morning sun, his expression still dull. After confirming that the demons in the square had lost their lives before they could resist, He turned around and prepared to leave, and the plain began to gradually disappear following His footsteps.

Suddenly, a cold wind quietly approached his back, and someone whispered softly and slowly into 0-17's ear:

“a-no-el——ca-men-avo-li”

"It's a pleasure to meet you, dear Mother of Heaven."

“du-pa-dume-en-toh-cisi”

"Did you sleep well last night?"

0-17 suddenly stopped, and a little light flashed in his dark eyes, and a crack appeared on his face that had been as dull as a stone sculpture. He trembled and struggled, trying to turn his head away, but was held tightly by another force.

"armo-ne-so-"

“eni-kisi-halu”

"Whether it's a good dream or a nightmare, it's time to wake up now."

The long-lost language of the Kingdom of Night was clearly uttered from the mouth of the Outer God. The hoarse voice was like the sweetest blessing. At that moment, the demon wolf named "Mother of Heaven" in this body opened his eyes. His thoughts were abandoned to the secret world. He had been wandering in the darkness for countless years. With these two short sentences, he suddenly saw the light that suddenly appeared in the distance and felt his own existence again.

"Ah...ah..."

He heard his own heartbeat, felt his own limbs and facial features, and saw this world. The middle of his robe was stretched open, and his four ferocious wolf claws stretched out to grab at the surroundings, and then instinctively folded in front of him like a human lady.

Without any thanks or farewell, "Mother of Heaven" was stunned for only half a second before realizing her situation and immediately disappeared. "Mother of Heaven" took away a copy of Sequence 1, and the red moon suddenly shone brightly, but the faint shadow was no longer there.

There was only a sneer that seemed like an illusion.

……

Outside world, Enmat Harbor.

This long-planned revenge finally came to an end.

The betrayer, who had been cornered, screamed in the lightning storm in the form of a polluted and terrifying mythical creature. The 0-08 that he had discarded, having long lost his mind, happily wrote on the ground: "An unknown being was attracted by the battle, and felt very sympathetic towards Ince Zangwill's experience. He decided to help him and take him away from the spirit world!"

Daly Simone, who was constantly looking for opportunities to open the "Gate of the Underworld" to interfere with Ince Zangwill, was keenly aware that an unknown creature was traveling through the spirit world and approaching this area. She suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, as if she had seen Ince Zangwill easily escape with this unexpected change and disappeared.

Her body felt uncontrollably cold, and she seemed to flash before her eyes the image of herself feeling angry, desperate, and powerless when she learned that Dunn was dead and the murderer was at large. All her efforts and desperate efforts were for today, and without hesitation, she reached for the secret pocket of her clothes, and touched the "Spiritual Flower" potion that she could not control at all.

At this moment, she paused for a moment, looking at Leonard who was struggling to survive in the distance, her expression became gentle and sweet.

"That's too late."

Then, her smile became brighter and she clenched the "Flower of the Spirit":
"No need to apologize. I love you, too."

She drank the "Spiritual Flower" in one gulp.

Seeing this, the "Winner" secret doll, who was hiding in the distance with his head in his arms, immediately ran at high speed and approached Daly's position.

……

The light and shadow flickered before his eyes. Leonard clenched his fists and shouted hurriedly:
"Old man!"

There was no voice echoing in his mind, no one to help him, and Pales Zoroast was still sleeping.

Leonard's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his head could not help but move left and right following the flash of light. Then, his voice was slightly hoarse and his tone was obviously panicked as he shouted:
"Old man!"

“Old man!!”

The voice gradually became lower and disappeared in the thunder. Leonard's head drooped little by little, and his face was once again filled with self-blame and pain.

Suddenly, his expression became resolute, his face twisted and he opened his mouth, and said in a low voice in ancient Hermetic language:
“Fools who do not belong to this age;
“The mysterious master above the gray fog;
"The yellow and black king who controls good luck!"

As soon as he finished praying, a strange picture appeared in his mind:
Ince Zangwill, who had transformed into a terrifying wolf-like monster, was running quickly, avoiding lightning strikes and trying to attack them from time to time.

Leonard was stunned at first, then he started laughing, tears rolling down his cheeks.

He raised his left palm without hesitation, placed the glove against his forehead, and then tightly grasped the "Luck Thief" talisman with his right hand.

"destiny!"

As the difficult and mysterious words of ancient Hermetic language echoed, Leonard condensed a transparent book in front of him and turned to a page in the ethereal chanting of "I came, I saw, I recorded", while locking onto the eight-legged monster with a lot of white feathers.

Silver-white lightning suddenly burst out, and Leonard Mitchell threw the spell with a ferocious expression and shouted:
"Go to hell! Ince Zangwill!"

He had waited for this sound for a very long time, and had rehearsed it in his mind countless times.

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The earth was shaking slightly.

At the end of this grand revenge story, shot after shot rang out, taking the blood debt from the defectors.

Klein did not give the other party a chance to tell his last words, nor did he want to know what sad past he had. He then took out the remaining tarot card from his pocket and threw it on Ince Zangwill's body.

This is a reversed "Star" card.

At this time, a figure appeared not far away, bent down and picked up the dull feather pen.

This figure was wearing a simple white robe, with a light golden beard covering the lower half of his face, and a silver cross pendant hanging on his chest. He looked like an ordinary priest. It was none other than the King of Angels, Adam!
At the moment when this person who suddenly appeared picked up the feather pen 0-08, Leonard, who was trying to rescue Daly with medicine and the "Winner" secret doll in the distance, suddenly contracted his pupils and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

Adam looked at the quill in his hand, then glanced at the tarot card, and smiled warmly at Klein:
"All the gifts from fate have already been secretly marked with a price, right?"

After saying this, he turned around, walked step by step towards the broken piano, and uttered a sentence in a chanting voice:
"In the presence of the 'audience', Klein Moretti performed a magnificent play and directed a miraculous murder, in which an angel and two demigods died. At the end of the play..."

"Do not."

A voice suddenly interrupted.

Everyone was startled by the sound, even Adam turned his head at the first moment.

But then, Adam's expression suddenly became dull and distorted, as if he had experienced some extreme pain, and he half-knelt on the ground without making any sound.

It seemed like the tide was rising, and the sound of waves appeared near the silent square. In the eyes of the old survivors, the owner of the voice was sitting on a bench outside the square, seemingly watching everything, with an indifferent and even harsh look that matched the voice. But in the eyes of other people and even the gods, the trees and everything that could be called plants in the entire Enmat Port were shaking slightly at the same time, their branches and leaves rubbing against each other in the wind, making a ghostly cold laugh:
"It was under my witness..."

In Klein's eyes that suddenly widened, the strange strong man who had met him twice ignored Adam, walked up leisurely, and picked up the extraordinary characteristics extracted from the dead Edward Vaughn. The scattered flesh and blood of the demon angels gathered at his feet, forming a thing like a human skin mask with eyes tightly closed.

The strong man with gray hair picked up the human skin mask, and the devil's characteristics naturally merged into his hands.

The man raised his head again and clapped his hands in approval. He looked at Klein in praise, then looked at Daly in the distance.

"Thank you very much."

He laughed softly and said, "I will give you a thank you gift."

As these words fell, Daly, who was already in a state of confusion and slowly mutating into a monster, suddenly coughed.

The feathers and scales on her body quickly disappeared, and the uncontrollable spirit in her body gradually returned to stability!

At the same time, the pair of light blue eyes suddenly looked at him, and Klein immediately felt a sense of danger. But before he could react, the shadow behind him instantly stood up, and a black and white eye opened in the middle of the shadow's head! The shadow stretched out his hands and grabbed his shoulders and arms, and instantly dragged Klein into the world of shadows!
"what."

The Decayed King laughed.

He was now in a good mood and lively, with many words of thanksgiving to say to the gods of the earth and to Adam.

He walked straight towards Adam, the decayed world spread out from under his feet, the chill and icy air enveloped the King of Angels, his golden hair began to dim, and the dazzling golden scales climbed up the withered gray. The breath of death and countless emotions called "hatred", "despair", "pain", "joy", "giving up"... exploded in his brain in an instant. It is true that the audience has absolute divinity. They are firm in their goals and ideals and will not be disturbed by any external emotions - but what if these extreme emotions come from himself?
"Thank you, Adam."

He leaned down and said gently: "According to the agreement, you are now my trophy, and I will give additional compensation to my allies."

A dead branch passed through his heart, and the thin branches wrapped around his heart and ran to every corner of his blood vessels. The curse of being unable to move stopped all of Adam's subsequent activities, and he slowly sank into the desolate kingdom of God.

The shaking of the earth intensified, and the sea water gradually spread from the city's port. The sea water was not blue, but red!

The world was shaking violently, the sky darkened, countless silver-white thunders flashed in the dense dark clouds, and in the doomsday atmosphere, a dark land that seemed to be made up of countless hideous and huge skeletons slowly emerged from the sea. The sea water flowing through it turned into red blood, and all living marine creatures nearby were attracted there. They began to entangle, fight, and die, becoming part of that horrible land.

The sunken continent, Australia in the old era, the "Abyss" was summoned by the true God and resurfaced here.

During the brief moment of pretending to be dead, the Decayed King did not rush to expose himself, but instead increased the ability to aggregate his extraordinary characteristics, allowing the "Abyss" to come here - He was about to become the only Abyss, so naturally, wherever He was, the Abyss should be there!
The Decayed King looked at the lightning that never struck from the sky, and then ignored it. He stepped on the seawater that looked like a red carpet, and walked slowly towards the land flowing with blood and lava, and picked up the "Devil Card" and 0-08 that fell at his feet. The seal on the card was opened, and demons with Edward Vaughn's face flashed on it, sequence 1 was lit, and finally the image stopped at the empty sequence 0.

A flash of red light passed by, and a new image suddenly appeared on it——

Edward Vaughn stood under the dark sky, wearing an obsidian crown of thorns, with the cloak of his robe connected to the bloody ground beneath his feet. He had a smile on his face, as if mocking, but also as if welcoming from hell.

“Sequence 0: Abyss!”

TBC
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"Run, Klein, run."

"Wherever you run, Desolation will chase you."

(End of this chapter)