god of tomorrow

"Alright, this place is not safe to stay any longer, let's leave."

Gao Wen raised his hand and pressed down on Commander Bei's waistband, about to hoist the man onto his shoulder.

“Let me handle this!” Green interrupted loudly.

He had just seen it clearly: the shameless Gauss, under the guise of returning the wallet, had secretly taken advantage of Beamont. As a member of the Natural Holy See, although not a member of the Judgment Knights, he had privately sworn that the Holy See's assets were sacred and inviolable, and he would never allow Gawain to touch those sacred relics again and again.

“It’s not that you can’t come, but your injuries are quite serious; you’re even out of breath when you walk…”

"That's still better than you secretly touching Commander Beamont's chest!"

"You just blurt things out, huh? I was just trying to find you a potion!"

"Don't I have a wallet on me? Don't you and Lindsay have wallets on you?"

"Hmph, with such clear logic, why would I let you come? I think you're clearly planning to take advantage of Commander Bei!"

"Slanderous accusations, talking nonsense, judging others by one's own standards, and sophistry..."

"A rebound!"

"Bounce back!"

Just as the two were arguing loudly, trying to gain an advantage... oops, trying to figure out who would suffer the injustice and take care of the wounded, the wounded man leaning against the wall stood up on his own.

Beamont stood up expressionlessly: "Green, mission complete, return to church headquarters immediately."

"Ah, this..."

Commander, why are you awake? You should sleep a little longer, I'll win the argument soon.

With a heart full of reluctance and regret, Green happily took out the potion and presented it to Beamont, completely unaware that this was tantamount to rubbing salt into a wound. Beamont was furious, wishing she could punch him and send his grave overgrown with weeds by next year.

"Commander Bei, before we part, let me tell you about the vampires."

Gawain spoke with a serious face: The Church of Dawn has already obtained the intelligence, and the Natural Holy See, as an ally, cannot be left behind. They are counting on the Natural Holy See to shine on the battlefield ahead!

“No need, I heard it very clearly just now,” Beatrice said expressionlessly.

When Gawain arrived at the Magic Tower and straightened his backside, Captain Bea woke up. She remained awake throughout the process of searching for and returning the wallet, but chose to play dead to avoid embarrassment.

Seeing that Green was about to win the argument and was even rubbing his hands together like a fly, she couldn't stand it any longer and woke up just in time.

Gao Wen did have the motive to take advantage, but he had a legitimate reason and his actions were relatively clean, so it was barely acceptable. He could settle old scores and new grudges in one go next time they met under the guise of a friendly spar, without making a scene.

Green is different; she can't tolerate even the slightest thing. Once she returns to the Natural Holy Court, she has plenty of ways to deal with things.

Knowing that Beamont had heard everything, Gawain roughly guessed when the other party had regained consciousness. He nodded without blushing or panting. Saving a life was something he should do as a member of the gang.

"Pah, you lecher!"

Watching Gawain stride away, Green approached Beamont with a look of shared indignation: "He claims he's dishonest so confidently. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have been completely fooled..."

boom!

Gao Wen turned his head.

In sight, Beamont stood alone, slowly withdrawing his fist.

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The barren mountains far from Honghe Town.

Gawain casually chose a small grove of trees, set up his tent, took out the Magic Corridor, and waited for the portal to the underworld to open.

The wealthy young girl was sent to the underworld by her guide. As a vampire who wields one of the twelve scepters, her status in the Dark Church is far beyond that of Connor or Baldr. She possesses a wealth of information that must be extracted from her through torture immediately.

The destruction of the Red River Town stronghold cannot be kept secret for long. At most, the Dark Church will find out in a day or two and then launch a full-scale counterattack or go into deep hibernation.

The information gap of one or two days is neither long nor short. Gao Wen weighed the pros and cons. With the Hexagram Holy Sword in hand, he could completely cosplay as a vampire assassin and grab another mission reward.

If you're lucky, you might be able to make a few more money.

There are definitely risks involved, but the bigger the waves, the more valuable the fish. This trip has been very fruitful, making it worthwhile for him to continue taking risks.

With 2.1 million experience points, 934 million gold coins, and 6800 basic free attribute points, Gao Wen had never done such a rewarding task before. If he didn't give it his all now, would he wait until the New Year to do it?

Name: Gao Wen (Level 4 VIP)

Level: 49

Experience: 4800w/7000w

Speed: 7500 (S+)

Strength: 7320 (S+)

Endurance: 7100 (S+)

Charm: 1980 (S+)

Magic Power: 7858 (S+)

Wealth: 1582 million

Get rich overnight!

Putting aside his charm, and focusing on developing everything else in a balanced way, Gawain rediscovered the Bucket number he had always longed for.

"System, upgrade to VIP level 5!"

Having poured in ten million gold coins, Gao Wen didn't want to just hear the splash of water; he wanted to see tangible returns that justified the top-tier benefits of ten million gold coins. Too lazy to argue with the system, and in a hurry, he directly presented the final plan and finalized it in one go.

On the system side, the principle remained unchanged: without endangering the host's life, a final solution was provided.

In addition to retaining the existing benefits, the following new benefits are added:

The system inventory has been expanded to 999 slots, and each slot can hold 99 of the same type of item;

Daily check-in rewards you with 20 magic points and 10 experience points.

The mission rewards now include skill rewards, with a low probability of being random magic.

The appraisal skill has been upgraded to forcibly read two basic values ​​in addition to reading the target's level and one skill.

With network upgrades, the box can be opened, and the other party's location can be locked by following the telephone line.

"Wonderful!"

Gawain's eyes shone brightly as the system reached its full potential, and the Universal Continent welcomed a new version of the chosen one.

Chapter 228 Your buttocks determine your head, your pelvis determines your skull.

Underworld.

Gawain took a step forward, too lazy to complain about the still-struggling Underworld Sun, and went straight to the altar.

Lay out the junk and see if your mother has woken up.

The routine sacrificial ceremony was done without much hope, but upon trying it out, the Lord of Death took away the rubbish that he didn't particularly like and his gaze fell upon Gawain.

They're back! They're all back!

Gao Wen was overjoyed and looked at the statue with teary eyes. He said that in the days since his mother left, the child, who had no one to love him, had not eaten or slept well, had gained three pounds, and had grown two centimeters taller.

Biological mother?

The Death Ruler paused for a moment. Her name was somewhat similar to Gao Wen's, but that was no reason for Gao Wen to randomly claim a mother.

A proper goddess, without children.

I'll forgive you this time, but not next time!

The Lord of Death ignored Gawain's address to her and explained in a telepathic message that her awakening was due to the return of some of the laws of shadow magic, and that she would have to continue to sleep afterward.

Chaos magic proponents of the same attribute will attract each other. Whether it's Alina, Seymus, or Gran, they will only be attracted to the Lord of Death.

Gawain doesn't count. He obtained undead and shadow magic from the Lord of Death and went through the process of order sacrifice. He wasn't the source of the underlying code, so he couldn't attract Elina, nor could he attract Seymus or Glen.

Chaos and order exist in two separate realms, and they do not follow the same process!

Therefore, the Lord of Death woke up this time because he was attracted by Alina and was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up by the alarm he had set.

His mother would only feel sorry for Gao Wen, and he wouldn't be grumpy even if he was woken up. If it were a similar alarm clock, she would want as many as possible.

This awakening was not part of the Death Lord's plan. She had been staying awake despite her drowsiness in order to wait for Gawain to reorganize the broken order of shadow magic. Based on the underlying code, she deduced and recovered a shadow magic spell on the basis of Eternal Night Canopy, Shadow Leap, and Dark Vision.

Long ago, the Lord of Death deduced the underlying code of shadow magic, copying his own work with extremely high efficiency.

Before Gawain could offer any prayers, a beam of black light shot out from the statue and pierced straight into Gawain's brow.

Shadow Magic: Eternal Night Sky.

Shadow Magic: Chaotic Shadows.

'Shadow Chaos' needs to be used in conjunction with 'Shadow Leap'. Combined with other shadow magic, it can create smooth mini-combos. The specific effects will not be described by Death Lord; Gawain will know once he tries it.

The process of deducing the 'Chaotic Shadows' made the already exhausted Death Ruler even more weary. She endured until Gawain arrived, then she went back to continue her slumber.

"Wait a moment!"

Gao Wen called out to stop them, pausing the departing Death Lord and asking for his house number.

What does the house number mean? Isn't the underworld your home?

The Lord of Death was confused, but after Gawain explained, he realized that what the latter wanted was not his own house number, but the number of her bedroom.

Given the Death Lord's current weakened state, informing him of the bedroom number is tantamount to giving Gawain a chance to purge the court of corrupt officials... no, to open the palace gates wide and seize the opportunity to quell the rebellion at any time.

It's hard to say whether filial piety has been corrupted.

After a moment's hesitation, the Death Lord sent the address coordinates to Gao Wen, said nothing, and went back to sleep.

"You really gave it to me..."

Gawain sensed the coordinates in his mind, which were within the fragments of the underworld, but he could neither read them nor describe them. Only he knew this key, and he could not express it to a second person. Only he could reach the location of the coordinates.

It's normal. There are too many people who want to succeed the 'Death Ruler' position. With Gawain's current strength, even if he is the emperor's son, we still have to be careful.

Sensing his mother's unwavering trust, Gao Wen said nothing, keeping that trust deep in his heart. He closed his eyes, quietly sensing the faint coordinates in the darkness, and then vanished from the spot.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene around him startled him slightly.

There was no crimson sun hanging in the sky, nor a Hades castle piled high with bones; instead, a vast and boundless sea of ​​flowers came into view.

The moment Gawain stepped into this place, a gentle breeze swept by, and thousands of white flowers swayed in the wind, like undulating waves of snow. The petals shimmered with light, preserving wisps of undying fireflies, gentle yet divine, as if the stars in the sky had been crushed and scattered across this land.