Secrets: Priestess

Chapter 148 Darkness
Late at night, a huge airship silently hovered above a residential area.

Claire, who stayed behind on the airship, relied on her excellent vision to see Cecima land on an apartment building and place the suitcase at her feet.

"Is that the seal that can isolate Beyonders from the current space?" Leonard, who also has night vision, looked curious and couldn't help but ask.

Claire watched as Cecima successfully unlocked "1-63" with the assistance of Team Soest, and began to explain:

"Yes, I've personally witnessed Extraordinary people and ordinary people in the same room being completely divided into two different worlds. The Extraordinary people were locked in the newly generated mirror world, while the ordinary people were left in the real world."

In the field of vision, Cecima was dragging "1-63" with a pitch-black spear. Soster stepped forward, squatted down, and held the mirror body, adjusting the angle, so that the quaint silver-plated mirror could shine on a small group of townhouses not far away.

Except for Daly, everyone else on the airship had excellent night vision. They all looked at the area illuminated by the mirror. Leonard looked puzzled, "I can't see any changes..."

In the darkness of the night, Cecima raised his pitch-black spear and took the first step forward, entering the place where no changes could be seen.

As he walked forward, his figure seemed to merge into a rippling mirror and then disappeared!

The Red Glove members following behind Cecima also walked into the "mirror world" with solemn expressions.

"It's amazing..." Leonard exclaimed.

Dunn's gray eyes remained calm. He tensed up and carefully observed every corner of the sealed-off residential area. He warned Leonard, "Increase your vigilance. Don't let anyone escape."

Daly looked at Dunn, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and realized that now was not the time for idle chat. She sighed softly and released some special spirits. These spirits floated down from the airship and hid in corners below that were out of sight.

……

In the mirror world, although the Aurora Society members who were pulled into the mirror world reacted and organized resistance, they were unable to cause trouble to Sesima who was holding the holy object.

"My enemies are usually unlucky."

Cesimar raised the corner of his mouth slightly, holding a pitch-black spear and speaking piously, no matter whether it was the "hermit" who was good at shadow magic or the "Rose Bishop" who was good at flesh magic, they were all like ants and there was no difference.

As one of the three giants of the Red Gloves, Creste Cesimus, who holds the holy relic, possesses true demigod combat power, which is another level where the number of people cannot affect the situation!

If ordinary Sequence 5s still had the possibility of being killed by lower-Sequence Beyonders, then Sequence 4s, and those with relic powers like Cecima who could rival Sequence 4s, would not be harmed by low- to mid-Sequence Beyonders.

Because the only thing that can fight against divinity is divinity!
However, even in this situation, there was still a man in a simple linen shirt who walked down the dim stairs. He stood in front of Cecima with an indifferent expression.

Cecima frowned as she looked at the man in front of her, who looked slightly different from the wanted man. "Lanrvus..."

At this moment, Cecima seemed to have figured out a lot of things. Looking at the changed Lanevus, she said, "Are you being held captive by the Aurora Society? Are you deliberately spreading clues to lure us here?"

Lanevus's round glasses were gone, leaving his features sharper and more angular. He looked at Cesima with a reserved smile.

"As expected of one of the three great Red Gloves, Crestai Songseima, you guessed correctly. They imprisoned me and restricted my freedom. Although I tried many times, I could never escape their surveillance...

"However, tonight, my 'help clue' finally attracted a strong man like you. This makes me very happy!"

A bad premonition came to Cecima's mind. He raised his hand and gestured, and the Red Gloves players following him retreated one after another.

Lanevus's reserved smile slowly transformed into his signature mocking grin: "Since you're here, don't leave!"

Lanevus suddenly unbuttoned his simple linen shirt, revealing the deep red flesh between his chest and abdomen, which was devoid of skin!
The flesh and blood connected together actually formed an upside-down human figure!
That was the true appearance of the Creator! Meanwhile, standing on the airship, Claire's heart suddenly palpitated. She suddenly looked up at the townhouses. The mirrored world, which had been unobservable just a moment ago, suddenly gave Claire a distinct sense of fragmentation!

The effect of "1-63" was broken by some existence!

A breath that Claire was quite familiar with suddenly erupted. It was an aura that could not be looked directly at. It was the aura that she had once used the power of two holy objects to fight against on the brink of life and death... the aura of a god!
"The true... Creator?"

Claire murmured in disbelief. The strong aura emanating from the residential area below was even more terrifying than the pollution on Megose's body, and even more terrifying than the offspring of the evil god gestating in Megose's belly!
This is the true arrival of the evil god!

"So... Megose is just a cover. The true vessel of advent is Lanevus!"

The aura was so obvious that the rest of the people on the airship also felt this extremely oppressive aura, so much so that even the huge airship began to tilt towards the ground uncontrollably!

Dunn and the others on the airship turned pale, but their eyes revealed endless hatred!

Even though this divine aura made them tremble with fear, made their legs weaken uncontrollably, made them tremble as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and made them recall the horrific memories of their time in Tingen...

But they still moved forward!

They jumped down towards the townhouses!

These former Nighthawks of Tingen Team are terrified at the moment, but the flames of revenge are burning in their hearts!

Revenge on all the enemies who murdered them during their time in Tingen and caused the deaths of three of their team members!
Claire watched the three people beside her rushing towards the center of the evil god's most intense aura without hesitation, and couldn't help but curse inwardly, "What a bunch of fools!"

Just as Claire jumped off the airship and was anxiously trying to find a way to catch Dunn and the other two, whose minds were clouded by hatred, the "Heart of the Goddess" in her chest suddenly contracted!
A deep and peaceful atmosphere descended, which made Claire feel extremely familiar.
now--

The night seemed to grow even darker!

All the gas lamps on the roadside suddenly went out, and the Nighthawk airship, which was in danger of falling, began to rise again.

The thick night poured into the inconspicuous little house in the townhouse like ink, and rushed towards the aura of the descending evil god!

Inspired by the Goddess's Heart, Claire saw in a trance the confrontation between two figures: Lanevus, his chest and abdomen exposed to crimson flesh, and Cecima, holding a pitch-black spear.

But among these two figures, Claire also vaguely saw two blurry shadows...

The two figures that Claire couldn't see clearly and didn't dare to see clearly disappeared at the same time.

The crazy, looking-down-on-all-living aura and the deep, tranquil aura disappeared at the same time!

"The gods have dissipated..."

Claire, whose spirituality was amplified by the tranquil atmosphere just now, now possessed a very strange and broad perspective, as if she was looking down at the earth.

From this perspective, Claire saw a disheveled figure crawling from the gap in the courtyard to the back street in that unremarkable residence.

The man planned to run to a manhole cover, lifted it up and entered the city sewer!

(End of this chapter)