god of tomorrow

A strange, subtle fragrance filled the air, bringing a tranquility that soothes the restless soul.

The sky was devoid of the sun, moon, and stars, only a soft, sacred halo gently overlooking the sea of ​​flowers, silently bestowing compassion...

The beauty here was too pure, completely the opposite of what Gawain had imagined. He wondered if he had gone to the wrong bedroom and ended up in the dormitory of the Four Fates.

Ahead, on a flower stand and a rattan chair, a figure in white lay peacefully.

Her long, black hair reached her waist, flowing smoothly, and her face was clear and beautiful, as if she had stepped out of a painting, so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

In its quiet, slumbering state, all the halos symbolizing power and divinity have faded away. In this unguarded tranquility, Gawain saw neither the majesty of the ruler of death nor the noble grace of a goddess.

In a daze, Gao Wen remembered the older sister next door. It had been many years ago, and he couldn't remember her name or appearance. At that time, he was just a little kid, and he only felt that the older sister next door was probably the gentlest and most beautiful woman in the world.

I changed my mind later.

My older sister got married and moved away!

Gawain slowly stepped forward, raised his hand and placed it on the back of the Death Lord's hand. The touch was icy cold, but not completely devoid of warmth, somewhere between half-dead and half-alive.

"They're probably cold..."

As Gawain said this, he took out a brand new cotton quilt and covered the Lord of Death with it.

Whether or not it is needed is the Lord of Death's business, and whether or not it is given is his business. It is never good to come empty-handed, so sending a quilt is a small token of filial piety.

……

Location of the altar.

Gawain used his authority to summon Alina's soul orb, signed a temporary worker contract with her, and casually created a skeletal body for her.

"???"

A string of question marks floated across Alina's empty head. Like all the soul orbs sent to the underworld by those being led away, she immediately equated Gawain with the Lord of Death.

At the same time, it became clear who the shadow magic belonged to, and who defined it.

Chaos is risky, and sacrifices should be made with caution. Especially when you obtain powerful chaos magic, don't be too happy. Take a moment to calm down and think: will such powerful magic attract a powerful god?

Alina pondered her own weight, weighing less than 80 pounds, and felt unworthy of having a grudge against the Lord of Death. The fact that the Lord of Death personally escorted her could only be due to the setting of the Shadow Magic.

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May I ask, does the Lord of Death need a skeletal maid? She offered up chaos magic, such a great contribution, she should have no problem getting a maid position, right?

There's a big problem. Gao Wen doesn't accept dates with children, not even those of legal age. He prefers the Gaode Map app.

Quietly and without making a fuss, and throwing a lot of things.

"Tell me everything you know!"

Gawain got straight to the point, getting to the three key points: the Dark Envoy Richiord, the Dark Church, and the vampires, making Alina tell him everything she knew without missing a single word.

“My father, Richio… ugh, that despicable vampire…”

Your buttocks determine your head, and your pelvis determines your skull.

Having switched allegiance, Alina is now only willing to give everything for death. She has even changed how she addresses Richiord. Without the oppressive power of the vampires, Alina no longer blindly worships Richiord and speaks frankly and openly about everything she knows.

"The Dark Church has two systems, one inside and one outside: vampires who fear sunlight on the inside, and human mages who have not yet been converted on the outside..."

"Promotion is based on merit points. As long as you have enough merit points, you can be transferred from an external to an internal role, transforming into a vampire who can only live in the darkness..."

“Ricciard has countless followers, and although he has never mentioned it, I have always suspected that important members of the royal family of the Kingdom of Weiss have been turned into vampires by him…”

"The Dark Church is extremely wary of the Dawn Church. Even though the news leaked out of Red River Town, they won't retaliate directly. They've sent out a lot of intelligence related to Hell, as well as the Ram's Head Scepter, which can open the gates of Hell. If the Dawn Church pushes too hard, the gates of Hell will open..."

“Ricciard holds a negative view of Hell, and he will not send the entire continent to Hell unless absolutely necessary…”

"There's a reason why he calls himself the Dark God's Messenger. First, he fears sunlight and can only call himself a dark creature. Second, he wants to gain the favor of the Dark God and completely embrace the darkness."

Dark God!

Gawain narrowed his eyes. This deity was only mentioned in limited records in universal and star-domain theology, appearing only as a background character. The dark magic inherited on the universal continent was very limited, and few magicians could master it and thus control the field cards.

Of course, even limited circumstances are better than the situation of a necromancer.

“Ricciard longs for the response of the Dark God, but the gods are always high above... uh, I mean the Dark God, the great Lord of Death…”

"Enough with the nonsense, continue talking about the God of Darkness!"

"The Dark God wasn't interested in Richiod, who volunteered, and hadn't responded at all, at least that's how I see it. But Richiod claims he's received a response, saying the Dark God has already accepted the entire vampire race, and that everyone should be patient, that life in the sunlight isn't far off, and that the best is yet to come..."

Richiord is a vampire but not a vampire father. His affection for Alina is not a special fetish, which gives the latter the capital to be arrogant and domineering. She often throws tantrums at her colleagues and goes around causing trouble, thus acquiring a lot of intelligence.

Gawain obtaining Alina's Soul Orb was like acquiring a travel guide to the Dark Church, complete with a map and explanations. Alina could even provide some details about the Dark Church's headquarters, the location of the divine messenger Rigiod, the distribution of various strongholds, and the Dark Church's strategic plans.

Any deeper and it won't work. She's just the most beloved daughter, not the most important key member.

That's enough!

Gawain was very satisfied with the new intelligence he had acquired. Meanwhile, the AI ​​assistant had already marked red dots on the map of the Kingdom of Vis, completing the Dark Church's travel guide.

Gawain glanced at the surrounding area. He was currently located near Honghe Town, and there were three nearby strongholds of the Dark Church.

The rewards for small outpost missions were too low, and Gawain didn't want to waste the advantage of the time difference. Recalling the dangerous area Lily had described, his gaze locked onto a red dot: "Blue Hole Lake outpost in the Fir Province, how strong are the vampires stationed here?"

“Before the great Lord of Death, mere vampires are nothing, what strength do they have to speak of?” Alina said loyally.

"Compared to you?"

"That old woman Miloran is very mysterious. Before I was transformed, she had served Richiod for many years. Richiod valued her highly and she held real power. I suppose she is stronger than me."

Alina gave a brief description of the gatekeeper boss: an elegant noblewoman in a black evening gown, with a cold and beautiful demeanor. Gawain immediately became interested upon hearing this.

The reason is simple: this vampire wields a ram's head scepter.

Lindsay left with important intelligence, and unless the Church of Dawn is stupid, it will immediately skip the procedures and launch a brutal cleansing operation against the Church of Darkness.

Faced with the strongest church on the continent, which wields solar magic, the vampires must either go into deep hiding or cause trouble with the ram's head scepter.

The Gates of Hell are too dangerous. Every scepter Gawain seizes means one less Gate of Hell the Dark Church opens—rounding it up, it saves countless people from suffering. Put it in the next film studio; aside from achieving great merit and instant sainthood, it would be more than enough to ascend to the celestial realm and continue fighting monsters.

We'll take as many ram's head scepters as we can, and this one is yours!

……

After leaving the underworld, Gawain abandoned the tent to save time.

Blue Hole Lake is about 2,000 kilometers away from here. In the past, a day or two would not have been enough time. Gao Wen could only sigh and lament that the ocean had four legs.

Things are different now. We've upgraded from simple to sophisticated, moving beyond the low-class enjoyment of four-wheeled vehicles.

The six-pointed holy sword.

Wings of light unfurled, and it soared into the sky!

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Fir Province, Blue Hole Lake.

The sky was overcast, and a fine drizzle fell.

The fir forest, as green as the sea, isolates the hustle and bustle. Surrounded by the dark forest, Blue Hole Lake is like a sapphire left behind by the gods, quietly embedded in the arms of the mountains.

A light mist rose from the lake, obscuring the once crystal-clear, deep blue water. The tall, straight fir trees along the lakeshore were also shrouded in the haze, leaving only their vague, rugged outlines.

Raindrops created tiny ripples, and the mist swirled and dispersed with the wind and rain, creating a hazy, dreamlike scene.

Such a beautiful scene naturally attracts passersby who know how to appreciate it; if it were a beautiful woman, that would be even better.

Sure enough, two fair-skinned, beautiful women with long legs stopped in their tracks.

Tiffany: ??(????)

Qin: (?_?)

"Qin, with such a beautiful view in front of you and a beautiful woman by your side, your lifeless demeanor only makes you seem utterly uninteresting."

Tiffany took a beautiful photo and said in a serious tone: "Only women who know how to enjoy life will stay young and charming forever. Believe me, only when you and I treat work as work and life as life can you be more feminine and have your little brother constantly burrowing around you. Otherwise, once the novelty wears off, you won't even get a chance to be left with the leftovers."

"Are you done talking? If you are, then go back!"

"No, I earned this paid leave through my own efforts, and I'm not going anywhere until I've had my fill of fun."

"I will convey these words truthfully."

"Let them spread it, do you think I'm afraid of them?"

Tiffany put one hand on her hip, puffed out her chest, and said, "I'm not bragging, but even if he fell from the sky and stood in front of me spitting in my face, I'd still dare to give him a piece of my mind. I'm not going anywhere until I've had my fun!"

Chapter 229 You can't just blow it up whenever you want and leave whenever you want; there's no such thing as a free lunch.

Although Tiffany's pose with one hand on her hip was cool and her threats were imposing, Jean knew that she was just a coward who wouldn't dare utter a word in front of Gawain.

The only thing that's hard about him is his mouth!

“I will convey these words truthfully.”

"Just keep spreading rumors..."

Tiffany muttered to herself, annoyed, "You've ruined my good mood. Blue Hole Lake is just water and trees, it's boring. Let's go to the next attraction."

"No, we should go back to Thousand Mountains Fortress!"

"You're so stubborn, all you think about is work. Can't you add a little life to your work?"

"cannot!"

"Then you should go back by yourself. My life's wish list has only just begun, and I can't let it end so hastily."

"It's not up to you."

Qin stepped forward expressionlessly, her stance suggesting she was determined to tie Tiffany back even if it meant binding her.

Tiffany was naturally unwilling, but seeing that Qin was serious, she immediately realized what was going on and smiled, saying, "My dear sister, you suddenly challenged me because you've improved too much lately and are worried that you'll get arrogant, so you want to get a beating to wake yourself up?"

"You are the one who needs to be clear-headed. You are allowed to express yourself without suppressing your nature, but this does not mean you should let yourself go and do whatever you want."

"Tsk, making up so many excuses, all you want is to confront me head-on."

Their eyes met, each wore a forced smile, while inwardly they were fiercely criticizing the other.

Tiffany: Fighting is allowed, but using the Holy Relic is not permitted; that thing is too overpowered.

Qin: You didn't, is it my fault?