Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 186 [Queen] Rush, the Peeping of the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced (4.3k)

With the stabilization of the use of excessive spiritual essence, the entire team of several hundred people unexpectedly and smoothly arrived at the rear base station of the cult in a certain level of the triple abyss.

Yuan Qingzhuo looked around and saw only a dozen guards, but did not see the unique scenery of the triple abyss in this huge transmission base station.

——Sure enough, no matter where it is, the architectural style of the cult’s teleportation altar will not change.

"We need to teleport once more. Is anyone feeling unwell right now?"

A controlled and calm question spread through him, and he waited for a full thirty seconds before injecting the spiritual essence again.

The target this time is the first level of the triple abyss.

The main city of Yueliangtian, the only designated entrance for the auditions for this Martial God Festival.

——The bottom of Kabbalah!

The teleportation time this time was exceptionally long. Yuan Qingzhuo could feel that it was because the techniques on the teleportation altars of the cult and the Seventh Heaven were slightly different.

Originally, they should have been unable to teleport to each other, but this time it was opened up additionally because of the Martial God Festival.

Yuan Qingzhuo, Caroline and others could still carefully feel the earth-shaking teleportation process, while some cult members with weaker souls had already cried out in pain.

This is also why Temperance just raised that question.

According to Yuan Qingzhuo's perception, about a minute later, he felt the soles of his feet touching the ground.

He opened his eyes and withdrew his five senses from the differences in the techniques.

brush!
Then in a flash, huge and complex noises poured into his ears from all directions, and the rich and surging spiritual energy around him rushed into his pores.

"Again, is anyone feeling unwell right now?"

The restrained tone was no different from before, as if it were a copy.

"News related to the Martial God Festival is now on sale! Ordinary news is 10 silver each! Important news is 50 silver each!"

"What! Brother, you haven't even read this year's [Martial God List]?! I think you and I are destined to be together, so I'll give you this [Seed List] and give you a 80% discount on the [Martial God List], selling it to you for silver!"

"When is this Martial God Festival going to start? My legs are getting rusty waiting here."

"Hey sir, do you need a local guide? I can be hired for 1 silver to take you to the bottom of Kabbalah!"

The conversations and shouts coming from not far away rose and fell like waves, mixed with the smell of different races and rushed towards Yuan Qingzhuo.

"Someone from the cult?"

This was a question coming from very close, full of scrutiny.

Yuan Qingzhuo's pupils focused, and his sight passed over the calm face of Rush, who was holding his hand, and came to the person not far away who was holding a notebook and floating in the air...

Angel?

Yuan Qingzhuo was stunned.

He has silver hair, golden eyes, wears a set of luxurious armor, and has a pair of glowing wings on his back.

What is this if not an angel?
At the same time, Yuan Qingzhuo was also somewhat stunned...

It turns out that angels really look like this.

He had thought that the angels in the abyss would be strange in appearance and have their own ideas, but he did not expect that they would be the most popular and amiable kind.

"Oh my god, little teacher, look, there's a birdman! The birdman actually looks almost like a human and can talk!"

Caroline's excited voice was heard as her sleeves were pulled.

Yuan Qingzhuo: …

He could clearly feel Caroline's excitement and curiosity... and of course, the suppressed anger of the two angels guarding the teleportation altar.

Then, he could hear the angel standing in front of him holding a notebook asking again:
"Someone from the cult?"

This sentence was almost spoken with gritted teeth - because Caroline was still constantly outputting the word "birdman".

The dragon girl, who had a simpler mind, didn't really think that she had said anything wrong - birds have feathers and wings, and these two guys looked no different from humans.

Isn’t this bird + man = birdman!
"One of the Seven Virtues of the Order: Temperance."

Temperance spoke calmly, and then narrated indifferently: "If I were you, I would not bother with these insignificant matters with the daughter of a Seraph."

The angels who could be stationed at the teleportation altar at this point in time were of course carefully selected, so the angel's face froze when he heard the name "Temperance".

Then, after hearing the next sentence, the remaining anger on his face disappeared.

A daughter who is equal to the level of a Seraph...

The angel glanced again at Caroline who was looking at him curiously.

——From now on, even if she asked me to kneel down and lick the mud angel in front of her toes right now, I would do it without hesitation.

This was because the higher-ups would not provoke such an existence for no reason just because of his death.

His boss won't, and neither will his boss's boss.

So the angel suppressed all unnecessary emotions - including disgust for the Order, fear of moderation, and anger towards Caroline.

He began to record in a formal manner.

Two minutes later, the two angels bowed to the people who had walked out of the teleportation altar and said in a very welcoming tone:
"Welcome to the center of the lunar sky, the bottom of Kabbalah."

After walking several dozen meters and entering the first street with many different races, Jiezhi laughed mockingly: "These opportunistic people..."

Then he turned around and asked:
"Caroline, do you mind if I borrow your name just now?"

"Oh, so you were talking about me just now?"

Caroline, whose eyes were shining as she scanned the streets and the busy city, scratched her head and replied casually, "It doesn't matter if it's just a small matter."

It really doesn't matter to Caroline.

But it is of great significance to control the cult members who follow behind to participate in the Martial God Festival.

They could still understand the meaning of "equivalent to Seraphim".

——That is to say, the mother of this dragon girl named Caroline is a being... at least at the level of Truth.

Except for the few silent men and women at the head, even the team of Purifiers from the Fourth Abyss who had not spoken a word before could not help but lower their heads and whisper a few words to each other.

Even the young knight who was following closely behind Temperance, leading the gluttonous man with stars in his eyes and his mouth blocked, couldn't help but look at Caroline again.

"I remember there are still several days before the opening of the Martial God Festival, right?" Caroline had left the team without knowing when and began to carefully look at the various unheard-of small things on the surrounding stalls. She asked Jiezhi, "Can we move freely?"

"Naturally."

Temperance nodded expressionlessly at first, then continued, "But we have to wait a while. We have to go to the temporary base of the cult to get our identity cards first, and then each of you will get my [Mark]."

As if afraid that Caroline would be unwilling, Temperance added: "This is the procedure, and it is also for your personal safety."

"Understand, understand~"

Caroline chuckled and took a step back to Yuan Qingzhuo. She fiddled with a small purple round coin that she had found from somewhere.

First she glanced at Yuan Qingzhuo who raised his eyebrows, and then Caroline poked the horn on his head: "Why are you surprised? I still understand this basic rule."

She knows nothing!

Yuan Qingzhuo silently complained in his heart - if Caroline really understood, she wouldn't have called the two of them birdmen when she saw the angel for the first time before Jiezhi opened his mouth. But this is also progress.

If it were the old Caroline, she would have run around and played without saying a word - if Jiezhi disagreed, the two of them would definitely start fighting.

It ended up being a complete mess.

From this point of view, Xiaoka has made great progress.

So Yuan Qingzhuo nodded helplessly: "Yes, yes, Caroline is indeed amazing."

"Ah."

Caroline smiled and nodded, and it seemed like they were just having a normal conversation.

But Yuan Qingzhuo guessed that she was already smiling in her heart.

Because she is the kind of person who can be greatly impressed by simple praise.

A group of hundreds of people from the cult walking in a busy city would be spotted by people around them almost immediately. Then most people would recognize them as "people from the cult." Then the news would be spread quickly by people with channels...

So within less than five minutes, almost half of the people at the bottom of Kabbalah knew that someone from the cult had come again.

Yuan Qingzhuo moved his ears slightly, and he could clearly hear the conversations around him:
"This is already the seventh batch..."

"Yeah, the number of people this time is still relatively small. Didn't you see the last time? The cult's formation of 10,000 people... Tsk tsk, I think the legs and feet of those demons on the roadside are weak."

"Ten thousand people!?"

"You're not surprised at all. The cult has at least 10,000 participants in every Martial God Festival, and most of them are the elite among the elites! If it weren't for that guy Shengli being so unconventional, I think there would definitely be people from the cult taking up seats in the previous sessions!"

More than tens of thousands of people.

This number was somewhat beyond Yuan Qingzhuo's expectations.

Because within the cult, there are also quotas for participating in the Martial God Festival... For example, there are 20 participants in their monastery, and there should be more in larger places.

After all, there was no need for the cult to let a bunch of small fry run so far to participate in a competition that would not bring much benefit - at least not comparable to the benefits of hundreds of thousands of cult extraordinary people absent from work for several weeks.

But tens of thousands of people...that’s a lot.

This made Yuan Qingzhuo think about the number of people who had signed up for the entire Martial God Festival - were there a million people who were eligible to participate and would actually come? Or tens of millions?
No wonder there are auditions.

Then Yuan Qingzhuo continued to listen to the news along the way and collected some unimportant information.

Before arriving at the temporary base of the cult, a fortress slightly suspended above the ground, Yuan Qingzhuo's pupils shrank slightly.

"Oh my god, look at the one in front of the cult team, does she look like the Queen Rush?"

"That Queen who's ranked first on the seed list? Hey, you're overthinking it. How could a demon duke possibly be in the ranks of the cult?"

"Besides, how could such a genius be shown to you? He must have been secretly escorted here by the royal court a long time ago."

"Don't f*cking believe it, show it to me!"

"I look at your mother's head... Shit, it seems to be true! Why is the queen walking with the cult?!"

"Big news, big news! Take a screenshot of the picture before many people notice it, add a title and sell it for 100 silver each!"

In the team, Yuan Qingzhuo stopped.

"Temperance, I'm going to be away for a moment, I'll be back in two minutes."

Yuan Qingzhuo let go of Rush's hand and spoke to Jiezhi.

That’s right, it’s a notification, not a request.

After feeling the mark of restraint on his body, Yuan Qingzhuo smiled and nodded at him, then touched Rush's head and told her that he would be back soon.

After taking a few steps away from the team, Yuan Qingzhuo arrived at the place where the sound came from.

He looked at a minotaur and a centaur in front of him who were excitedly talking while holding a semi-transparent picture, and they were completely unaware of his approach.

Yuan Qingzhuo squinted slightly and could see clearly that it was Rush in the team who was magnified with great clarity - on the far right was him with only half of his arm left, and on the left was a member wearing a cult uniform.

Seeing this, Yuan Qingzhuo smiled and put his hands on the shoulders of the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons, and asked with a smile: "Why are you two so happy?"

When the Minotaur saw that it was a demon child, he couldn't help but sneer and waved his hand, saying, "What do you know, kid? This is big news for [Queen] Rush!"

Yuan Qingzhuo pretended to be surprised: "Oh? What big news?"

The centaur couldn't help but shook his head: "You are also a demon... Demon Duke, the Order! These two are actually staying together, do I need to say anything next?!"

"Then...what's the situation with the number one seed on the list, the Queen?"

Yuan Qingzhuo acted very confused, like a curious baby.

The slightly impatient Minotaur threw away his hand and said, "You kid are not here to participate in the Martial God Festival, right? If so, don't bother us."

Yuan Qingzhuo, who was full of doubts, pondered for a moment and said, "100 silver coins to buy a piece of information about that seed list."

After saying that, Yuan Qingzhuo stretched out his hand, which contained a handful of small purple round coins that were exactly the same as the ones in Caroline's hand.

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon, who were discussing the direction of the photo enthusiastically, were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other.

——There is a big idiot who actually spends so much money to inquire about such common news!
——You look like a devilish young man who doesn’t care about money. Can you give him more rice?

"hey-hey."

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon took the coin and smiled "friendly".

Then the Minotaur patiently explained to Yuan Qingzhuo: "The so-called [Seed List] is, of course, the ranking of contestants who have the potential to win the first time they participate in the Martial God Festival!"

The horse-headed man added, "And [Queen] Rush is the top seed in this session! She is the most likely to win among the first-time contestants!"

Rush was inexplicably given the title of queen, or the first?

Yuan Qingzhuo nodded thoughtfully and said with a smile: "I understand. Thank you, brothers."

"No need to thank me, no need to thank me, what's the relationship between us?"

The minotaur started to talk to Yuan Qingzhuo in a familiar manner, but was interrupted by Yuan Qingzhuo when he was about to speak again.

Then, he asked mysteriously:
"So, my two brothers, do you want to know why Queen Rush stayed in the cult?"

The Minotaur was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened: "Could it be that you have some news, little brother?!"

Yuan Qingzhuo nodded happily: "Yes, yes."

Now even the horse-headed man couldn't help but swallow hard - the photos just taken could only make money temporarily, but if the news in front of him was true, it would be worth a fortune!
The horse-headed man slowly asked: "Is your news true?!"

Yuan Qingzhuo patted his chest heavily and said seriously: "Of course it is guaranteed to be true!"

The two of them couldn't help but say: "Then please tell me quickly, little brother! We are all ears and will give you half of the share later!"

"because……"

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon couldn't help but put their ears close and listen carefully.

Yuan Qingzhuo's tone suddenly calmed down:
"——I am Rush's brother. Rush came here with me."

Seeing the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons sweating profusely in just a moment and unable to help but retreat, Yuan Qingzhuo sneered and asked indifferently:
"So, what do you two want to do with those sneaky photos of my sister?"

(End of this chapter)