I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 733: Death, the Beginning of Destruction

Folensa Morgan sensed a more dignified aura of the Blood Moon. He ground the cigar on the stone table and asked subconsciously:
"What is that sound?"

Hearing his question, before Commander Keplevin could give a reply, Old Person grinned and gave the answer:

"He is another ally of ours. Of course, you will be extremely surprised by his identity."

"He was also a key player in our attack on Lawrence Riel."

Kepurven added calmly,
"Didn't you just ask me,

Why dare to engage in such a border war that is almost a gamble?
Wait till he shows up.

Maybe this will be the perfect answer to your question.”

Until I heard this,
Folunsa-Morgan seemed to have suddenly realized something and laughed in a deep voice. Of course, it was still a contemptuous smile:

“No wonder I only saw these followers of the Blood Moon Sect when I came here, but didn’t see any Blood Moon priests who could talk to us on an equal footing.

Ah,
I thought he was digging a hole in the tomb of the bloody king."

But the next second,
An extremely cold voice came from the door:
"If you are talking about my Lord, and you are being so disrespectful,
Then you will be in trouble.”

Under the dim light, a middle-aged scholar slowly walked into the room.
Flowing in with the bloody shadow,
His figure was suddenly stretched and projected onto the mottled wall, like a statue from the abyss.

The middle-aged scholar was dressed in a cultist's robe, which was old and torn, embroidered with twisted symbols and strange patterns, exuding an ominous aura.

The robe dragged on the ground.

The rustling sound was out of place with the quiet atmosphere in the house.

Even more horrifying is that

There were still bright red bloodstains on his face, which were like the marks of a battlefield, recording the bloody ritual he had just performed.

Blood slowly slid down his cheek and dripped onto his robe, adding a touch of horror to this evil robe. Then, the arc of a blood moon rose from behind him, as if carrying endless sins and curses.

The middle-aged scholar's eyes swept across every corner of the room, as if he was looking for something, or perhaps enjoying the atmosphere of fear and despair.

And when he raised his head,

The entire screen suddenly went dark.
Because he was actually the vice-dean who had once hunted down Triss, Ignalati-Tyronmore.

He actually followed her here!

"Fortunately, we can still use the thirty-two fourth-level holy bones in the Holy Mourning-Huifal Cemetery for cross-level sacrifice.

It won't be completely impossible to continue with the plan.

otherwise,

After letting that little creature run away,
Without the Mourner's Key, it would be difficult for me to open this border gate so easily."

That's right,

Lawrence Ruier - the predecessor of Saint Mourning,

In fact, it is the resting place of the drifter pioneers:
【Holy Mourning-Huifal Cemetery】

"But this door won't last long. It will break in ten hours at most."

Former Vice-President of the Holy Trinity College,

The current Blood Moon Cult priest Ignati Ironmore said slowly,
But the next second, he made a move that no one could have expected.

This cruel middle-aged scholar wielded his knife casually.

He actually used the ritual knife in his hand to slit the throat of a Blood Moon believer beside him, and then directed the gushing blood into his own mouth:
“Tsk tsk tsk~
Although it's not pure enough, it can at least help me alleviate the burning sensation of touching the holy remains."

He licked the blood from his lips.

He did not pay attention to the muffled sound of the Blood Moon believer, who had already become a mummy, falling to the ground.
Instead, he stared at the people in the conference room and said, “We must set off now.

When the Lorenzriel supporters of those fools arrive,
We can probably offer the greatest war of glory to the Blood Moon and the Blood Duke 'Montezuma I of the Aztec Empire'!

As for Laurenz Riel,
It will be an extremely perfect [material]!"

But hearing this,
After understanding the whole process, Forensic Morgan lit a cigar with a cold look.
However, it poured cold water on the atmosphere in the meeting hall which was just about to heat up:
"You betrayed Hugh Farr and even severely injured him.
This is certainly a good thing.

But it was just a sneak attack after all.

I won't talk about the fifth-level gold of old man Constance. According to Resolution 1612 (2005) of the Charter of the Current World Astronomical Society:
Once the scale of the border war exceeds the [Danger Zero Balance Value], the other five levels will intervene.

These ones.

Can you still bear it?"

"Hahaha,

You don’t think we need to hold our own against the enemy, or even win.”

The middle-aged scholar Ignatti took two steps closer, stared into Forensa's eyes, and then grinned:
"I just need to let them die!"

Then,

He explained the whole plan amidst his crazy laughter:

"Whether it's this group of clones or Lawrence Ruier's support troops,
Whether we will win in the end,

Or will they receive a pitiful and humble salvation after heavy casualties,
Are these important?

Do not,
They are not critical at all.
I only want war, death and endless bloodshed!"

That's right, as long as they follow their plan, this border war will be forced to start.

Then, the ritual of the Blood Moon Cult has been completely launched:
"As for old Constance,

The abyss movement in the first island chain of the present world can delay them for at least three hours.

Time is enough.”

at last,

After hearing their entire plan.

Forensa Morgan also laughed out loud:

"it is good!

very good!
JP Morgan has invested in your project.”

Then, he threw the cigar in his hand directly out of the window, and at the same time, turned his eyes to the outside of the window:

On the city's skyline, towering chimneys stand like giants. They are the unique landscape of this industrial city and the symbol of its immortal soul.

But then, their roar was probably born for war:
[Apocalypse: Destruction of the Four Source Points - War]

That is the fundamental power of the Twilight Cluster.

As night falls, these chimneys stand out more prominently against the dim lights and starlight, like giant fingers reaching out from the earth, trying to touch the unreachable starry sky.

The chimneys continued to spew out thick smoke.
They tumble and spread in the air,
Finally, it intertwined with the stars in the sky, forming an extremely magnificent yet strange picture in the eyes of Forensa Morganyan.

now,

He seemed to finally understand the true mechanical beauty of this dead city.

(End of this chapter)