Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 921 Old acquaintance

Tonight, the Kingdom of Kem will be bustling with activity.

Milo had naturally already noticed those ill-intentioned gazes on the sea.

But he did not stop what he was doing, and continued to concentrate on repairing the abyssal rift.

The embers transformed into a pillar of fire in his palm, resembling the flame effect of the device Hamidmed had concocted, gradually melting away the abyssal rifts etched into space.

...

This process is quite slow. Even though Milo has increased the intensity of the flames to a very high level, it seems that the dissolution of the abyssal rift is not directly related to the intensity of the embers.

Clearly, the relationship between the two is not like that of a steak and a stove; increasing the heat will not save cooking time. This is also why King Kurans was helpless against the abyss-like chasm in the Far East; he only had a small, dying ember in his hands.

Now that more than a dozen cracks were right in front of him, Milo had a bad feeling.

He even felt that the dangers lurking in the abyss were more troublesome than those coming from the sea.

There are a total of thirteen abyssal rifts, but so far, the only trace of chaotic order invasion that can be found in the Kingdom of Kem is the Awakened Order. This order cannot play any significant role in the Spirit Visors; it merely plunges the lower-ranking individuals into a state of confusion and madness regarding their own perception. It is a relatively mediocre chaotic order compared to the Bounty Order and the Faith Insect Order...

However, it is unreasonable for thirteen fissures to correspond to only one chaotic order.

Milo couldn't help but wonder what the remaining twelve would be.
If they were all empty and desolate like the ravines of the Far East, that would be best. But what if they were all like the Golden Kingdom, where a will of a mysterious creation would emerge?

Ok……

Beneath the royal residence, piles of Awakened Ones still lay stacked upon each other.

Their will had completely spiraled out of control. It seemed that Milo, this seemingly normal being, was a desecration of their world. Tons of emotions began to turn into hatred and anger, and unable to reach the upper altar of the royal residence, they vented these emotions violently on their fellow humans around them.

And so the colorful crowds began to be replaced by scarlet.

This was a self-destructive massacre.

...

At that moment, Milo suddenly raised his hand and waved it, making a shushing gesture.

The next second, the crowd gathered below the royal residence fell completely silent, bewilderment replacing the frenzy and hatred in their eyes.

They calmed down from the fighting.

However, they had not regained their senses. Some people still had blades embedded in their bodies and faces, and the exposed, gruesome flesh was bleeding. Others, whose leg bones had been trampled into several pieces, still calmly dragged their broken legs and followed the crowd slowly away from the royal residence, heading towards the sea.

They temporarily forgot their madness, but also abandoned all their basic senses, including pain, thus falling into another form of dream.

That was called Dream Guide.

...

Milo did not have the ability to help them break free from the control of the awakened will; he could not.

All he could do was to add an even stronger layer of control over the confusion of awakened wills, forcing them to temporarily stop killing each other and leave this place of trouble.

At least don't cause him trouble.

……

"You are more humane than I thought."

On the upper altar of the royal residence, a young woman dressed in a priest's robe appeared before the corpse of the old woman whose fingers had been untied. She placed her hand on the old woman's forehead and silently recited a spell for her rebirth.

This was a young girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old. Her right arm guard was inlaid with a blue gemstone. She was not tall, so the priest's robe she wore was a bit loose, with a section trailing on the ground. In addition, she had slightly dark skin, a slightly thin face, and azure eyes that always revealed a faint sadness.

However, these factors do not affect the girl's overall demeanor in the slightest.

The temperament referred to here is that of a superior who transcends order.

That composure, kindness, and wisdom seemed out of place with her appearance and age.

...

She is Aegon.

In the small village near the city of Ula Xilu in the Kingdom of Hylanris on the Six Kingdoms Peninsula, she was the one who took in Milo and the seriously injured Freya on behalf of the captain.

That was an unpleasant experience.

At least in Milo's current recollection, it was an extremely bad experience.

He eventually killed the priest, but all the children in the village did die, as did the captain. The only survivor, Aegon, was sent to the Temple of the Hookshot.

Now that she's here, Milo realizes upon meeting her that things are no longer the same as he remembered.

...

"Speak of it."

Milo remained crouched beside the abyssal rift, continuously melting it with embers, but he didn't stop talking either. After carefully recalling the events, he spoke to Aegon behind him with his back turned:
"I remember when we first entered the village, the first time we met, you stabbed me in the calf. I remember it quite clearly because I was weak at the time, so the cut hurt quite a bit."

Milo spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he were catching up with an old friend.

Aegon, however, remained indifferent throughout.

However, when Milo mentioned the word "village," her eyes trembled slightly involuntarily, but that was all.

She did not respond to Milo's questions about the past.

Instead, he coldly uttered a sentence:
"You cannot erase these deep fissures."

"Because?" Milo still didn't turn around, continuing to spew embers of fire into the abyss rift in front of him.

After working for almost half an hour, Milo still hadn't completely cleared the abyss rift in front of him.

It's hard to imagine how long it would take to erase all thirteen abyssal rifts.

From this perspective, bringing Rebecca and Hakimed out was indeed a wise decision, provided that Milo dealt with the troublemakers at the Hook Temple.

...

“We need to communicate with the god of the hook through these fissures.”

Aegon's tone seemed devoid of any emotion.

In the gloomy sky behind her, many long fingers hung down from the bloated, thick clouds. Each one was as thick as a stone pillar, with a gray surface that also had a fleshy feel that made people feel uncomfortable.

Besides these fingers that were gradually drooping down from the clouds, there were many blurry figures hidden in the shadows, all radiating hostile gazes, focused on Milo's back.

These are the top-ranking members of the Hooked Finger Temple.

……

(End of this chapter)