Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 285 This is reasonable

The priest, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped out calmly, his light-colored pupils now tinged with pure gold.

It glanced indifferently at the two terrified figures in the church hall and approached them step by step.

He did not want to expose himself so early, but he had no choice; the situation no longer allowed him to remain hidden.

"What do we do?! Quickly think of what to do now!"

Klein felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the priest calmly walk towards them.

This is a genuine angel, and one associated with the Twilight Hermits.

There is no doubt that the other party's attitude will not be very friendly.

This exploration of mine is tantamount to walking into a trap!

Even though Klein was still trying to find a way to save himself.

But in this situation, he could only sadly discover that there was nothing he could do.

He had left some backup plans, and Klein had a way to summon either Miss Messenger or Mr. Azik immediately.

The presence of the two angels was enough to protect his safety.

However, regardless of which one is summoned, a medium is required.

Now that he is imprisoned and unable to move, he cannot even use these backup methods!

But if you want to deal with one angel, you can only rely on another angel.

But where can he find another angel now?

You can't expect an angel to descend from heaven and happen to be the enemy of the priest on the other side, can you?

Just then, beams of light shone in through the stained-glass windows high up in the Church of Bones, transforming into ethereal, layered, pure wings.

Beneath the wings, a figure with long silver hair was outlined in a kneeling, praying posture.

He was dressed in a simple linen robe, and had a beautiful face with gentle features.

"Ouroboros!"

The gentle priest gazed at Him calmly.

The arrival of Ouroboros was completely unexpected by Him.

He shouldn't be here, much less at this time.

Ulorius did not respond; his indifferent eyes briefly lost focus before reflecting the image of the gentle priest.

In His pupils, beneath His feet, and within the layers of light wings behind Him, one after another transcendent and mysterious spheres emerged, converging into a long, illusory river, connecting head to tail like a snake.

The Church of Bones suddenly reverted to its original state when the black stone pillars had just stood, with the damaged burial chambers barely visible.

The invisible chains that had been binding Klein vanished without a trace at that moment!

"A great opportunity!"

Klein's expression brightened, though he didn't know who the angel who appeared later was or why she was helping him.

But he won't let this opportunity slip by!

Without hesitation, Klein swiftly flipped the magic book in his hand to the page corresponding to 'Travel', while simultaneously reaching out to grab 'Alger's' shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, Klein and Alger's bodies faded and became invisible.

The colors before their eyes became richer and overlapped together.

The two were 'teleported' directly to mid-air in the distance, where they appeared in the crimson moonlight and the shadows of the clouds.

Without the slightest hesitation, Klein took out the Azik copper whistle from within the Spirit Wall and blew it, then took out the Adventurer's Harmonica and blew it lightly as well.

He immediately saw the messenger, Renette Tinicol, appear beside him, still headless, dressed in an elaborate, somber long dress, carrying four blond, red-eyed, and strikingly beautiful heads.

Klein didn't dare waste any time and quickly said:

"There are two angels fighting on the island. Lead us away."

Upon hearing Klein's request, Renette Tinicol did nothing. Her four blond, red-eyed heads each turned in a circle and said:

"There's no... island... no... angelic... presence..."

"No?"

Klein paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked at the primitive island at the same time as Alger.

In their view, the thick fog that had enveloped the primitive island was rapidly dissipating, allowing the moonlight from high above to shine straight down without obstruction.

Through the thinning fog, Alger could clearly see what the primitive island looked like now:

It's gone.

This primitive island, inhabited by demigod-level feathered serpents and various extraordinary creatures, has vanished!

The two angels who were hostile to each other on the island, and the church of bones that had appeared, had all disappeared.

The area where it originally stood was gently swaying in the deep blue, almost black water, without any abnormalities!

If it weren't for the extraordinary properties of the card in his pocket and the incredibly realistic feel of the Tyrant card, Klein would have almost doubted that everything just now was a dream.

He remained somewhat doubtful, but he no longer asked the messenger to take them away.

After all, you have to pay the messenger for help.

Klein took out Lemano's travel notes again and turned to the page corresponding to "travel".

His and Alger's figures quickly faded, and amidst the vibrant layers of colors, the two swiftly traversed the spirit world.

When they reappeared, they were on a deserted island.

Just as he was about to survey his surroundings and confirm his location, another hand reached out and grabbed his shoulder. Klein was startled and quickly turned his head to look, only to find that it was Mr. Azik.

Azik grabbed his shoulder, then, after a moment's thought, grabbed Alger's shoulder as well. He led them into the spirit world, rushing swiftly through layers of vibrant colors.

...Actually, I think I'm safe now... Klein's lips twitched, but he didn't say it aloud.

On an unnamed deserted island, the figures of three people quickly outlined the edge of the beach.

Just as Klein was about to speak, Azik, dressed in a suit and top hat with a bronze complexion, suddenly had deep, dark eyes that seemed to connect to a dead, dark world.

With a swift movement of his right hand, he pulled a ball of light out of Klein's body.

Klein felt a sharp pain in his head, like being pricked by needles. Then he saw the ball of light transform into a radiant cross in Mr. Azik's hand.

Klein's eyes narrowed instantly, but Azik simply squeezed it lightly, and the cross disappeared, seemingly becoming food for the desolate world in his eyes.

"this……"

Klein was somewhat surprised and uncertain.

Mr. Azik, with his gentle features, began to speak:

"This is the anchor point that the angel placed on you. With this anchor point, he can easily locate your position."

Klein asked cautiously:

"Should we leave?"

"Need not."

Mr. Azik shook his head slightly, clearly confident in his assessment.

After a moment's hesitation, Klein decided to trust Mr. Azik's judgment.

Klein glanced at Alger beside him, who was frozen in layers of vivid colors, maintaining his previous state and expression.

Mr. Azik began:

"He can't hear or see."

Klein was immediately relieved and told Mr. Azik everything about his experience on the island.

After a pause, he hesitated to utter the names of the two angels, and instead carefully began to speak:

"Those two must have been former Kings of Angels."

In fact, upon seeing the image of the "ouroboros," he had already guessed the identities of the two angels.

The latter is undoubtedly Urolius, the "Angel of Fate," and he has only seen a similar image and authority in another mercury serpent, Will Unsetin.

Knowing the latter's identity, it's not difficult to guess the former's identity.

Given that the island is connected to the Twilight Hermits, the former must be an angel of the Twilight Hermits. And since the other party is able to oppose the "Angel of Fate" Urolius, they must at least be an angel king of the same level.

There is only one such being, the legendary firstborn son of God, the angel of imagination, Adam!

However, although Klein had guessed their identities, he did not reveal them.

It's not that I wanted to hide it from Mr. Azik, it's just that the name 'Adam' is too sensitive—

The name of the Twilight Hermits is so easily perceived that it can be read aloud, and as the leader of the Twilight Hermits, Adam's name is certainly a taboo subject as well.

Even all the titles associated with him, such as "the firstborn son of God" and "the angel of fantasy," are the same.

Therefore, Klein could not make any description of it, and could only vaguely describe it as "King of Angels", because the concept of "King of Angels" does not refer to Adam alone.

Mr. Azik nodded slightly, neither questioning nor expressing doubt, but simply giving instructions:

"Be careful, don't have any more contact with Him, I might not be able to get there in time next time."

Klein nodded emphatically, though he couldn't help feeling a lingering fear.

It wasn't just a matter of "not necessarily" being able to arrive in time; he didn't even have a chance to summon Mr. Azik. For Klein at that time, even resistance was a luxury!

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Urolius, the "Angel of Fate," which disrupted Adam's plans to some extent, Klein wouldn't have been able to escape the church.

But why would Ulorus help him?

It's important to understand that Klein and the "True Creator" are, to some extent, enemies...

Klein thought about it carefully.

It seems that he has always been the one unilaterally defining the true creator as the enemy.

But if we think from the perspective of the true creator, Klein, and even the entire Tarot Club, are just a bunch of passersby.

They didn't even have much interaction, except for the one time when the evil god's offspring was born in Tingen.

Strictly speaking, however, that event wasn't orchestrated by the True Creator, nor even by the Aurora Society. Both the True Creator and the Aurora Society were manipulated by Ince Zangwill.

Klein always knew who his enemy was and never stopped investigating Ince Zangwell.

If we exclude that incident, he actually had almost no conflict with the true creator or the Aurora Society...

The only time was probably that "chance encounter" in the underground ruins on the outskirts of Backlund.

Even that "chance encounter" was full of coincidences and oddities.

For example, Mr. A, the cult leader, actually sent his subordinates to deliver a message to the Church of the Night… This made Klein question his very existence. Why do members of secret organizations like to call the police so much?

However, if all these factors are taken into account...

Klein suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have any conflict with the true creator.

The only conflict is probably that the true creator is a recognized evil god by the Church of the Seven Gods.

Even including the other members of the Tarot Club, only Little 'Sun' had contact with the true Creator.

Just then, Klein caught a glimpse of a scattered shadow out of the corner of his eye.

I looked over instinctively and discovered that another figure had appeared on the deserted island.

"One of us!"

Klein paused for a moment, and seeing that Mr. Azik was about to make a move, he hurriedly stopped him.

Mr. Azik lowered his hand with a hint of doubt, his brow furrowing slightly.

There was an unsettling aura about the other person.

"call."

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and asked:

"Ember, what are you doing here?"

Ember gave a simple explanation:

"I have anchor points on you to pinpoint your location."

"..."

Klein's eye twitched. What was this all about?

Anyone can put an anchor point on him, right? What does he think he is? A public toilet?

Klein was speechless.

Klein asked cautiously:

"So, what happened?"

Ember wouldn't come looking for him for no reason; if anyone should be looking for him, it should be 'The Fool,' not Klein.

"Can you get in touch with Edwina?"

"Ember asked."

"Can."

Klein nodded. Danitz had access to his messenger's contact information, while Klein also had access to a contact point for Lieutenant General Iceberg located in Bayam.

Ember spoke:

"Contact her for me and tell her I need the key she has."

"key?"

Klein seemed thoughtful; he had once visited Edwina's collection room.

Inside was a huge black iron key...

Klein hesitated for two seconds, then asked curiously:

"What kind of key is that?"

"The Court of Giants."

Klein's expression shifted slightly. The Silver City, where the little 'Sun' resides, is currently organizing an exploration of the Giants' Royal Court.

The goal of Silver City is to find a way to leave the land abandoned by the gods by searching for the Giants' Court.

But why is Ember looking for the key to the Giants' Court? What secrets does it hold?

Seeing his confusion, Yu Jin took the initiative to speak:

"I have reached an agreement with the true creator, and I need to help him retrieve something from the Giants' Court."

"In exchange, he will give me the coordinates of the Chaos Sea."

"A true creator?"

Klein immediately connected the dots with the appearance of Urolius and became alert. He then recounted the events that had occurred on the island to Ember.

He couldn't help but wonder if Urolius's appearance was not a coincidence, but rather a special trip to save him.

But that shouldn't be the case.

How did Ulorus know about his relationship with Ember?

"It must be a coincidence."

After hearing what had happened on the island, Ember said, "Ouroboros wasn't saving you; he was hindering Adam."

"..."

Klein's eye twitched. Was it really okay to call him by his first name like that?

But this was, after all, an ember; even if he called him by his name, Adam might not dare to look over...

However, according to this theory, the appearance of Urolius was inevitable.

He was constantly tracking Adam, and would relentlessly try to stop him whenever Adam appeared.

However, Adam's target happened to be him, so Urelius released him to thwart Adam's plan.

That makes sense... Yeah, right!

(End of this chapter)