Mystery: Time Travelers of the Fourth Era

Chapter 457 The Tyrant Card and the Sun Card

"I'll just take a look."

As Xiaer and Klein's conversation grew increasingly cryptic, Alger finally couldn't resist taking a few quick steps. He saw the entire mural, and then his legs began to tremble uncontrollably as if he had Parkinson's disease.

"Won't we be silenced?"

Alger stiffly turned to look at Xia'er. Even though there were only the three of them there, he had a strange feeling that he could be silenced at any moment.

"It's alright. This site is clearly a relic left by ancient believers of the sun god, and judging from the signs, it has been abandoned for a long time. No one knows we have been here, and it is not within the jurisdiction of the Church of the True God."

Seeing that the old fox was truly frightened, Xia Er casually offered a word of comfort, then walked to the gray coffins, clasped his hands together, and began reciting the Bible. Before these dead could rise from the dead, he purified them all, and golden light shone forth.

Upon hearing Chael's chanting, Klein reacted even more strongly than Alger. Alger kindly explained, "This is from the Holy Scriptures of the Eternal Sun Church."

Depend on!

Which time traveler copied this?!

For a moment, Klein almost suspected that the Eternal Sun was also a time traveler, after all, this was the Bible.

Who painted this mural?

"Aren't you embarrassed to leave murals depicting your public execution all over the world?"

During the process of "purifying" the corpses, Xia'er even had the leisure to communicate with Bai Zao.

Aside from the Bai Zao lineage, what kind of good person would write extensively about the tragic death of their own god in a mural?

"I wasn't in a good state at the time and didn't notice any of this, and Adam didn't care at all."

Bai Zao was obviously also embarrassed, especially since he could easily see through Klein and Alger's entire process of thinking about the ancient sun god in their hearts, and Xia Er could also know these things, which made it even more awkward.

"If you don't need these extraordinary properties, we can take a few as souvenirs."

After greeting Bai Zao and receiving permission, Xia Er took away three Sequence 5 extraordinary traits, one of which was the Ocean Singer that Alger could use.

However, Alger probably didn't have time to thank Shael. Shael's summoning of holy light still caused quite a commotion underground. At this moment, Klein and Alger were working together to deal with the six-winged gargoyles that had returned. Even though Shael hadn't given any instructions, they still managed to buy Shael a moment of free time.

"The Tyrant's Blasphemy Card, is it in your hand?"

Xia Er put away the three traits and looked at Bai Zao, asking a question.

"you need to?"

"Bai Zao" did not deny it. A card appeared in his hand. On the front of the card was a man with his hands raised and wearing a triple crown. Believers were prostrate in front of him, and behind him were lightning, dark clouds, gales and waves.

In Bai Zao's view, the Desecration Cards were something the Hermits had already played with. The twenty-two Desecration Cards that Rosell made from a little Hermit remains that he had obtained by chance were of little use to Shael.

"In exchange, this is for you."

Chael handed the Sun Card to Bai Zao, which he had obtained from Bernadette.

"I already know that you parasitized my remnant dark angel body."

"Since you didn't take the first blasphemous tablet, I can give you the second one."

Bai Zao took the Sun card, which, strictly speaking, was somewhat useful to him as well.

He also thanks Mr. Jacob for not stealing the first blasphemous tablet.

"Why did you deliberately create a second blasphemous tablet when you fell?"

Chael wasn't very interested in the "fragments of the ancient sun god"; he was more interested in Bai Zao's motives.

"I have a feeling."

Bai Zao couldn't give a specific reason, only attributing it to a premonition.

"Two stone slabs together might have a surprising effect."

Chael nodded, indicating that he did not intend to separate the two stone slabs.

"What you said makes sense."

Bai Zao lowered his head and thought for a moment, realizing that his previous idea was somewhat inappropriate.

The idea that two stone tablets were better was something Xiu hadn't developed before. After all, the true creator had been summoning the Chaos Sea in his physical body for quite some time, and He hadn't used the blasphemous stone tablets for a very long time.

"Your promotion has destabilized the world order once again, and Badheir (the God of War) no longer trusts me as much as before."

"Now, everyone is waiting for the birth of the Black Emperor."

There was a hint of helplessness in Bai Zao's words. Before Adam's return, Zhen Zao genuinely intended to help the God of War, but Adam chose to return, which was also a choice made by Bai Zao.

The fact that the gods haven't started fighting yet is largely due to Shael's previous high profile. Currently, none of the parties have absolute confidence, and everyone is accumulating strength. When the real conflict erupts, perhaps one or two ruthless ones will emerge.

"It's alright, there's room for negotiation, we can talk about anything."

"The era of the Fourth Age, where people could have lived peacefully but chose to fight to the death, is over."

"I understand that you like Fussack."

With the Tyrant card in hand, Shael turned and walked toward Klein and Alger, who had just killed the six-winged gargoyle.

"Isn't that because you're engaging in an arms race?"

Bai Zao stared speechlessly at the culprit, the mastermind behind the Cold War, whose figure slowly dissipated, causing the entire primitive island to tremble slightly.

"Our harvest here is pretty good."

Alger was about to hand over the core and eye of the six-winged gargoyle to Shael when his eyes caught sight of the Tyrant card in Shael's hand, and his breath became hot.

Klein also saw the Tyrant card and the imposing old Luo on it. He was shocked. Where did this blasphemous card come from?

Wait, why would an "angel" be so kind as to purify those coffins on their own initiative?

Could this guy have opened his coffin?

Klein stared at Shael in disbelief, as if he were seeing him for the first time.

Where is the pride of your angel family?

"Mr. Angel..."

Alger's throat bobbed. He wasn't too greedy. He just wanted a chance to carry the "angel's" luggage. It must be pretty heavy carrying that backpack full of spoils.

"You'll get your share."

In response, Xia Er took out a gelatinous substance that looked like a blue jellyfish from his canvas bag, shook it, and an ethereal singing voice began to play. Then he put the item back into the canvas bag.

That is the extraordinary characteristic of the ocean singer?

Even without any explanation, Alger's superhuman instincts still gave him a clue.

He suddenly realized that bringing Mr. Angel along on this expedition was undoubtedly the best decision he had ever made.

Klein's eyes were also somewhat dazed. The two of them had worked so hard to take down a gargoyle. What exactly did the angel do inside? There must have been at least twelve coffins inside.

He's already activated it? How many extraordinary traits must he have acquired?

Actually, that's not all. The statues of the two elves that were petrified by the six-winged gargoyles were also recovered by Shael, but they were to be taken back for burial, and their characteristics would be inherited by the younger elves.

He had already restrained himself greatly; he didn't bother to capture the demigod feathered serpents he encountered on the road, but instead let them go.

After all, this is a privately owned island built for free; even if you've paid an entrance fee, you can't just build things around here.

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