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

Looking at his family, Hugh's gaze softened, and he murmured softly:

"It's only been a year..."

In just one year, she went from a wild Extraordinary to the leader of the official Extraordinary, Earl Deir of the Kingdom of Rune, and the General Director of the Ninth Division of the national intelligence agency! Unless she could further become an angel, this was already the limit that an ordinary Extraordinary could achieve. However, Hugh was not greedy; she was already very satisfied.

After all, the magnitude of this leap far exceeds the imagination of ordinary people. Even when Xiu looks back, he still finds it somewhat unbelievable.

How did she manage to do that?

Ultimately, it all comes down to the existence of two people—Ember and Fool.

Yu Jin laid a solid foundation for her, giving her the opportunity to take revenge and clear her family's name.

The Fool's Tarot Club broadened her horizons in the extraordinary world. But ultimately, wasn't her joining the Tarot Club also due to Ember's introduction?

She was undoubtedly grateful, and even felt a different kind of emotion because of her past experiences.

The members of the Tarot Society now understand that whether it is the Ember or the Fool, they, or rather, they are all remnants of the old era—perhaps originating from the Age of Fire, which has disappeared into the long river of history without a trace of record. They were already gods tens of thousands of years ago.

However, with the arrival of the deep-sea era, they were forced into a deep sleep.

These two beings only awakened in the Fifth Age, and as they gradually regained their lost power, they began plotting to bring the past back to reality. Judging from the attitude of the Goddess of Night and other beings, they don't seem to object to this. Perhaps some of them know the secrets of the 'Age of Fire' and the 'Age of the Deep Sea,' or perhaps some of them, like the Ember and the Fool, come from that magnificent 'Age of Fire' in their dreams!

And she, or rather they, are the chosen agents of these gods.

They gained enormous benefits from this, leaping from a low-sequence extraordinary being to a sequence 3 saint.

In fact, there might be a chance to become a Sequence 2 angel in the future.

However, the world is fair; you have to lose as much as you gain.

As Emperor Roselle once said, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Since she has already received gifts from those two beings, she should be prepared to serve them and even sacrifice herself for them.

Hugh was already mentally prepared for this, and her only worry was her family.

But there's no need to worry about that now.

Her merits accumulated during the war earned her the title of Earl of Deer and the position of General Director of MI9, while also accumulating a vast fortune of millions of pounds sterling—money that was not obtained through profiting from the war, but rather through the confiscation of property.

Hugh showed no mercy to corrupt nobles who attempted treason, and the king did the same.

Their titles and fiefs were stripped, and their property and wealth were confiscated.

However, it is quite normal for Hugh, as the person in charge, to take a little bit during the confiscation process.

In this way, even if Hugh dies unexpectedly during a mission, the continuation of the Dill family can be guaranteed. First, her title of Earl will automatically be inherited by her brother, and the wealth she has accumulated can ensure that her mother and brother live a life of luxury.

Hugh was already quite satisfied with this, after all, wasn't this her original purpose for coming to Backlund?

As a member of the Tarot Society, Hugh knew very well what he was about to face—certain beings from the stars, at the same level as the true gods, or even higher, coveted their world, and once these beings descended, an unprecedented apocalypse awaited them!

While the true gods will protect this world, even gods have limitations; they ultimately cannot protect everyone.

If she does nothing and doesn't take any risks, simply enjoying the bliss of family life, she will eventually be like most unprepared people facing a flood—flooded after a few struggles.

But now, at least there is still a thorny road, and at least a glimmer of light shines on it.

That requires the awareness to make sacrifices and the courage to seize the opportunity.

"What are you thinking about?" Fors looked at her friend with some suspicion.

"It's nothing."

Xiu smiled, shook his head, and asked:

"What are you planning to do next?"

"Same as before."

Fors spread her hands, somewhat helplessly saying:

"I need to write a new book."

Hugh immediately understood that Fors, as a writer and the main compiler of "The Fool's Sayings," would naturally continue to be responsible for this aspect, such as writing biographies of the heroes of the old "Age of Fire" for posterity.

The purpose of doing this is, of course, to deepen people's impression and understanding of the "Age of Fire".

After all, people only know that there was an "Age of Fire" and are aware of some of the major events that occurred during that era. But when it comes to specific individuals within that era, dreams are usually glossed over or even completely ignored.

To paraphrase Fors, the story framework is complete, but the characters are far from well-developed. The "Age of Fire" that people dream of is the framework, and Fors's job is to fill in the details and enrich the images of those old heroes.

Hugh sat down next to her and asked with great interest:

"Whose story are you going to start with?"

"Solar!" Fors said without hesitation.

She actually wanted to write about the Old Witch, but she was, after all, a god, even if she was a fallen god. Even if she dared to write about her, others might not dare to read it, so it was better not to write about her.

Aside from those gods who are absolutely untouchable, there are many people left who could be written about, but Fors still chose Solal because he preferred Solal's stories.

Although she learned many other stories in her dreams, such as Ego of Kalim, Hawkwood the escapee, Obek of Beheim, the sorcerer Komikus, the high priest Emma of Lothric, Rudauth of Courland, the paladin Fodorink, and Jack Baldo of Catarina, among other wonderful legends, her favorite was Solar.

Solal's story isn't actually that dramatic or full of ups and downs, but he always manages to appear when the Undead are at their most desperate, fighting alongside them and overcoming difficulties together.

Fors was very self-aware; she knew she could not become like Solar, but that did not stop her from admiring him.

Fors took a bite of the sausage and muttered:

"Once I finish these stories, the Abraham family will take care of spreading them around the world. This will make things much easier for me, but I don't know how the sales will be."

Hugh rolled his eyes. The "Age of Fire" had just been revived, and it was currently in its most sought-after phase. Once a story was published and endorsed by the "Church of Fools," why would he need to worry about sales?

It's no exaggeration to say that even if Fors writes terribly, there will still be people who buy it, and they'll buy it like crazy!

Moreover, Fors's writing wasn't bad.

She was already a well-known author, and her previous work, "Stormy Mountain Villa," had been highly praised.

Moreover, she is not creating from scratch now, but restoring the original story to make the characters more vivid. This is not difficult, and can even be said to be something anyone can do.

Of course, this is a good thing.

Everyone is making progress, and things are gradually moving in a positive direction.

-

In a luxurious estate on the outskirts of Queensback Hill.

Audrey sat at her dressing table, patted her cheeks, and murmured to herself:

"This is my trial!"

She took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, looking quite nervous.

Because next, she is going to hunt down a demigod, a Sequence 3 demigod.

Although she had done this quite often in the past few months, she always had the assistance of other members. This allowed her to unleash her full power without interference, and thus completely overwhelm the other demigods—in simpler terms, it was a case of outnumbering the enemy, making it difficult for her not to win.

Now, she needs to fight outnumbered.

Their destination was the headquarters of the Psychological Alchemy Society, Eden.

Audrey calmed herself and looked at the mask on the table. On that cold, gray mask, two eyes moved upwards and fixed on the forehead, seemingly only gazing upwards and indifferent to everything else, giving off a feeling that was both funny and bizarre, yet also subtly terrifying.

This is 'pride,' one of the seven deadly sins, and also the credentials of a member of the Psychological Alchemy Council.

Herwin Lambis, the former royal advisor, was known as "Pride," and when he fell, the mask had already fallen into the hands of Ember. However, Ember himself did not need the mask, so it eventually ended up in Audrey's possession.

In fact, this mask is not only a powerful magical item, but also a certificate.

Audrey wore arrogance on her face, and the world before her eyes immediately changed.

The once ornately decorated room has vanished, replaced by an unfamiliar city, a city shrouded in night.

The city is filled with magnificent buildings that exude an air of mystery and darkness, and gentlemen in top hats and trench coats walk among women in elaborate and somber dresses... Everything seems perfectly harmonious, except that none of these people are human.

Among these "pedestrians" were werewolves with sharp fangs bared in their mouths, bears that walked upright, cats with lazy expressions, strange people with a face shaped like a colorful spider, giant rats with bloodshot eyes, pythons with their tongues flicking out, and some kind of canine creature scrutinizing every passerby with eyes full of mating desire... There were all kinds of animals, but no one.

They wear top hats and trench coats, or exquisite and elaborate dark dresses, trying their best to imitate humans in every detail, but they can't make themselves truly like humans.

This is Eden, a city of the soul.

These upright-walking animals dressed as humans are different manifestations of 'animalistic desires,' which are more of a consciousness, concept, and abstraction than physical entities.

Audrey looked into the distance, where a church stood tall in the center of the city.

The church is over eighty meters tall and is supported by a series of black giant pillars. Each pillar is inlaid with a certain number of skulls, some from humans and some from different creatures, but all of them have empty eyes that are pointed downwards, as if watching every living being who enters the church.

Like most of the buildings here, this church is exquisite in every detail, but it is composed of elements that lean towards nightmares, horror, terror, and mystery.

Upon sensing the intrusion of strangers, the animals, some wearing top hats and trench coats, others dressed in exquisite and elaborate long dresses, stirred simultaneously, staring at Audrey with eyes full of aggressive intent.

At that moment, Audrey, wearing the mask of 'arrogance,' felt as if the entire city was her enemy.

The next second, led by the bear whose suit was about to burst, the animals of 'Eden' either bared their fangs or growled softly. Once they grabbed or bit you, you would be corrupted by their 'beastly desires' and could only resist by relying on your own will or the various extraordinary abilities of a few other means, such as the 'spectators'.

This is also Eden's self-defense mechanism; if an ordinary demigod came here, he would probably be at a loss.

But Audrey is no ordinary demigod, especially since she is a "spectator" type.

She did nothing superfluous; she neither used her mental storm to contaminate these "beastly desires" nor ignited them by setting off a giant firework in the city. She simply strolled leisurely among these "beastly desires."

The expressions of those "beastly desires" quickly turned blank, because they had lost their target.

Although Audrey was standing right in front of them, they couldn't see her.

Audrey walked step by step to the very center of the city, to the black church with the skull embedded in it, and stepped up the stairs into the church.

She immediately saw a magnificent, empty hall, a huge cross, and a greyish-white dragon statue wrapped around it.

In front of the cross, there is a small long table with five chairs on each side.

At this moment, at the head of the long table sat a man in a black wheelchair. His face was unnaturally pale, with long, pale yellow eyebrows, neatly combed hair, and some wrinkles on his forehead.

This is Boley Dellow, the leader of the Psychological Alchemy Society.

He is also the famous hermit Eric Derek and the "King of the Black Sea" Baros Hopkins.

Of course, whether he is his original form or just one of his identities, no one knows.

Faced with Audrey's sudden invasion of Eden, Boley Dellaud pointed to the chairs beside the long table and calmly said:

"Please have a seat, Miss 'Arrogance'."

"Did you know I was coming?"

Audrey stopped at the long table, but did not sit down. Instead, she asked a question.

Paulie Dellaut smiled and said:

"I just found out, but I've been wondering, who could be capable of killing Herwin Lambis?"

"I didn't kill him."

Audrey shook her head slightly. Herwin Lambis was killed by Ash, and at that time she was just a low-sequence extraordinary being. Ash could kill her with just a glance.

She said softly:

"I killed you."