Ring of Fate

Chapter 1067 Headquarters
The "Professor" exchanged glances with her husband, the "Periodic Table" and others for a while, and finally nodded:

"Hidden Blade, we'd like to join."

Making this decision and saying these words made her suddenly relax and no longer so tense.

Having reached this intersection, no matter whether it is good or bad, no matter which side you choose, you must move forward. There is no way to stop or retreat and escape.

If he didn't seize this opportunity and completely get rid of the "Hidden Sage", he would either be forced to stay in Trier and face the possible doomsday, or go out of control and become a monster in another big city, and even endanger his family.

Franca breathed a sigh of relief and said:

“Would you like me to sign a notarial deed to supervise my fulfillment of all my guarantees?
"Don't worry, this is a notarized certificate made by another saint, and it is watched by the righteous gods. It is also very binding on me."

The Professor shook his head and said with a smile:
"No need. We trust you and Ms. Hela."

She paused, then said hesitantly:

"How long will this operation last? We have children at home who need to be taken care of. Although we have servants, we are not so reassured."

Franka already had a plan:
"If you are a couple with children, only one of you needs to go. If you are alone with children or have other relatives who need special care, you don't have to participate in this operation. However, those who stay behind need to bring their children or other people and live together in one place, and be cared for and protected by Ms. Hela."

This is to prevent the leakage of secrets, and the relevant personnel must be kept confidential or confidential.

Phew… The “Professor” was obviously relieved, and turned his head to the “Associate Professor” and said:

"I'll go."

"I'll go!" The "Associate Professor" rejected her proposal without hesitation.

The two began to argue until the "professor" made the final decision:
"My sequence is higher than yours, and my condition is better than yours. It's safer for me to go!"

"Okay..." For the first time, the "Associate Professor" hated himself for spending too much time on irrelevant research.

After some discussion, those involved in this operation were "Professor", "Periodic Table" and another male "wizard" called "Prototype".

"Let's go." Franca threw out a mirror.

Under the influence of the illusion, the mirror grew larger and larger, and finally became a crystal entrance.

Franka led the three "wizards" of different sequences across the hard mirror and came to the dark and empty area behind the mirror.

They were falling rapidly in an illusory dark tunnel, with light and shadows changing rapidly around them, as if there was another mirror projecting its own reflection into them.

In this way, after an unknown amount of time, perhaps very short, perhaps very long, the "professor" and others finally saw the exit.

Led by the "Hidden Blade" Franka, they quickly broke away from the mirror and stepped on the wooden floor, making a creaking sound.

"Periodic Table" subconsciously looked around and found that he and others were on an ancient three-masted sailing ship. The gray-white huge sails were blown up by the strong wind. There were only one or two sailors on the deck, which looked very gloomy and quiet.

Outside the boat, the azure-black waves rose and fell, and a thin mist filled the entire sea.

After the "Professor", "Periodic Table" and "Prototype" all looked at her, Franka raised her right hand, pointed in a direction, and said with a smile:

"Destination, west!"

With a loud splash, a small wave came over.

…………

The icy blue waves hit the bow of the "Future", splashing a large amount of white flowers.

The "hermit" in a purple-patterned robe and thick glasses stood at the bow, looked up at the changing weather and the brewing blizzard, raised his right hand, and signaled the ship to slow down and circle around this small sea area.

The sailors each performed their duties, either adjusting the direction of the sail or lowering one of the sails, and finally the state of the "Future" met the requirements of the captain, "Queen of Stars" Cattleya.

Cattleya took off the heavy glasses on her nose, revealing a pair of dark purple, almost black eyes.

Then a sound came out of her mouth, which was a series of numbers with a mysterious aura:
"1, 5, 4, 3, 7, 8..."

These numbers materialized one after another and entangled in mid-air. There were hundreds of them.

They are the entry codes to the headquarters of the "Moss Ascetic Order"!
The headquarters of the "Moss Ascetic Order" was created by Toriopo, one of the "Ten Pillars" and respected as the "President". He used "mystical reappearance" to create it and named it "Utopia".

The "Utopia" is neither in reality nor in the spiritual world. It is completely hidden somewhere in the North Sea. Only those who are invited or qualified can enter. At the same time, they must master the corresponding long string of numbers, 365 digits.

For the Moss Ascetic Order, everything is a number, and each number has spirituality, symbolism, and special meaning. The overall number when they are combined naturally possesses mystical power.

As the Hermit Cattleya recited the correct spiritual number, it materialized in mid-air, and the tangled numbers suddenly disappeared, as if they had sunk somewhere.

In just a few seconds, a transparent curtain seemed to be drawn in front of the "Future", and a small boat sailed out at a moderate speed, with no one at the helm.

A little bit of starlight quickly lit up, extending from the bow of the "Future" and falling onto the small boat. The "Hermit" Cattleya stepped on the long and dazzling bridge of starlight and boarded the boat in a few steps.

As one of the "Ten Pillars" of the "Moss Ascetic Order", she is naturally qualified to enter the "Utopia" and can barely be considered a core member at present.

The boat carrying Cattleya turned around and headed back in the direction they came from.

The silhouette of the "Queen of Stars" gradually faded and disappeared from the eyes of the crew of the "Future".

After passing through layers of transparent curtains, Cattleya saw an island.

The island was shrouded in mist, with trees standing in rows, branches laden with golden apples. In the distance, the sound of music could be heard faintly, bringing peace, tranquility and richness.

The boat stopped at the dock, and the "hermit" walked towards the depths of the apple orchard, where there was a wizard's spire that looked like it came out of a story.

Along the way, she met a dozen humans dressed as wizards.

These people stopped one after another and greeted the "Ten Pillars" with a nod.

They are all members of the "Moss Ascetic Order". They grew up in the "Utopia" and received corresponding teachings and were trusted. At this time, they are still in a period of silence in order to improve their concentration, enhance their spirituality, and deeply grasp various morals and precepts.

Only "wizards" who have grown up in this way can eventually compete for the positions of president and vice president of the "Moss Ascetic Order". "Outsiders" like the "Queen of Stars" who join later can at most become one of the "pillars" and have to go through years of testing and observation before they can hope to squeeze into the core layer.

The "hermit" also responded to these silent "wizards" with a nod, and soon passed through the trees full of golden apples and arrived at the black, towering spire.

Inside the spire, the bumps on the wall, the bricks on the ground, the statues on both sides, and the elevator pulled by invisible servants are all made up of numbers. They look normal at first glance, but a closer look reveals that even if it is just a small bump, it is actually a bump made up of multiple numbers entwined.

Millions, tens of millions, and billions of numbers are densely packed inside this spire, settling into different things. When a "hermit" walks in it, he feels as if he is surrounded by densely packed numbers.

In her eyes, there are no walls, no bricks, no statues, no elevators, only numbers!
At this time, some "wizards" who had ended their silent period were walking around in the spire. They were either communicating in a low voice, or doing their own things, or huddled in a corner, letting the strange eyes in the cracks on their faces look around.

The latter are members who are close to being out of control. After the "Hidden Sages" instilled knowledge more and more crazily and frequently, even the "Moss Ascetic Order" that mastered the safe method of "listening" inevitably had "wizards" going out of control, and the number was far higher than in previous years.

The original security is no longer safe.

If this problem had not existed, with the accumulation of the "Moss Ascetic Order" and the initial spiritual decline when the end of the world was approaching, they would definitely have more than ten demigods, but unfortunately, there are still ten "pillars" now.

The "Hermit" withdrew his gaze from the faces of these "wizards", walked into the elevator, and, pulled by the invisible servants, went up all the way to the top floor of the spire.

There is always a president and one of the two vice presidents on duty here all year round. Among them, President Toriopo and Vice President Letitia Austin are the "pillars" that the "Hermit" cannot see through.

Before today, the "Hermit" Cattleya had already determined that the one guarding the "Utopia" was President Toriopo, an angel from the "Mysterious Peeper" path.

As soon as the elevator came to a stop, Cattleya walked forward.

This is a palace that is larger than the top floor of the spire itself. There are eyes on the black walls, the ground, and the ceiling. Each one is different and strange in shape, and all of them are indifferent.

They all seemed to be looking at the "Queen of Stars".

At the end of the room, next to the windowless wall, stood three dark golden statues. Some of them wore masks, some looked like lions, and some looked like eagles.

President Toriopo does not seem to be here.

At this moment, the masked dark golden statue opened and closed its mouth, making a loud but hollow sound:

"I predicted your betrayal!"

Hearing this, the "Queen of Stars" Cattleya was not surprised, but just sighed:

As expected, there was no way to truly hide the truth from a "prophet" in such a high position.

Once they take action, they will predict certain scenes or fragments. They can only delay the time of appearance of this perception as much as possible, or make the corresponding prophecy difficult to interpret!

There was suddenly an extra card in Cattleya's hand. The front of the card depicted an old man with a crutch holding a glass lamp and groping around alone.

The Hermit card!

(End of this chapter)