Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

In the real world, Lin Nuo began to silently recite the name of the summoning messenger again.

"A sage pursuing knowledge, a beacon of the mysterious world, an eye that peeks into fate."

"Sister, help me pass a message to Nast, the King of the Five Seas, telling him that the time has come for him to become the Duke. Cooperate with the resistance forces of the Rossde Islands and start to attack the forces of the Kingdom of Loen in the Sonia Sea. The kings and generals on the sea will all be mobilized. As long as he establishes enough prestige, he can become the true king of pirates."

Lin Nuo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and did not forget to give Nast a chance. He was quite annoyed with those pirates, so he wanted to push a pirate king out to improve the "ecological environment".

"Okay, the forces under the Dawn will cooperate with him."

Bernadette's answer, which came back through the mystical connection of prayer, was succinct.

"Naster, the King of the Five Seas, Bernardi, the Queen of Mystery, Alyssa, the King of the Undead, Siatas, the King of the Deep Sea, Cattleya, the Admiral of the Stars, Ludwell, the Admiral of Hell, Tracy, the Vice Admiral of Disease, and Bulatov, the Vice Admiral of Dusk. All these kings and generals will not miss the opportunity to strike at Loen's maritime forces."

"The power of the Loen Kingdom's Sonia Fleet is likely to be destroyed, and it is even more impossible for them to support the Southern Continent. The sea routes have been directly cut off."

Lin Nuo wrote one letter after another. In the void, skeleton arms took the letters away and delivered them to different pirate kings and generals. Except for Admiral Dusk, a pirate raised by Feysac, Lin Nuo could more or less directly command the other kings and generals.

Boom!Boom!

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Lin Nuo raised his head and sent away the last letter.

The maid led Dwayne Dantes in, bowed respectfully, and then left.

"what happened?"

Lin Nuo looked at Klein and asked.

"I found Zaratul's secret doll."

Klein said seriously. He almost thought that his judgment was wrong.

"Little Zarathu?"

"He should side with the Loen royal family half and the Feysac Empire half."

Lin Nuo thought for a moment and said, "Little Zarathu is also quite pitiful. He can't go anywhere like the Honachis Mountains and the God-Lost Land. Apart from Klein, the beloved he thought of as his 'lover', it would be extremely difficult for him to deal with any of the remaining three high-sequence members of the Gou family."

Little Zarathu?

With the word "Xiao" added before his name, Klein felt that he was inexplicably less anxious.

"Is there anything you need from me?"

Klein wanted to ask what Lin Nuo had planned for him.

"Scare people more and speed up the digestion of the potion. I can help you with the potion materials to a certain extent. You can only be of some help to me if you become an ancient scholar and a miracle worker as soon as possible."

"I don't have anything for you to do here. You can go see if the Church of Evernight needs any help. Now that the war has begun, they should be short of manpower."

Lin Nuo looked at Sequence 4 Klein and thought for a while, then realized that there was really nothing he needed to do.

Instead of sending Klein there, it would be more efficient and faster to send Fulgrim's dog, which can teleport to the spirit world, hide in the mist of history, and pull historical projections.

"What do you think of George III's plan?"

Klein wanted to know Lin Nuo's clear attitude.

"Do what you want to do."

"Destiny will guide you forward."

Lin Nuo said it vaguely.

"I understand what you mean."

Klein nodded and turned to leave. Isn’t it just about dealing with George III and Paul Searle the Great?

Emperor...at critical moments, fellow villagers are still reliable, right?

Klein pushed the door open and left with a clear purpose.

"Is time still too tight?"

"If you can't keep up with my growth, I'll have to try another approach."

"I have to change my thinking and prepare another way."

Lin Nuo tapped the table with his fingers, as if he was thinking about something, until his figure distorted and disappeared.

…………

In Silver City, a team gathered at the city gate and was about to set off.

This is the team heading to Afternoon Town to explore the "Giant King's Court".

Derrick Berg stood in the center, holding an illusory "sun" in his hand. This was the sun above the gray fog, but it was temporarily given to Derrick to use.

The elder of the six-member council, Lovia, stood on the other side. This shortest lady in the team had long, slightly curly, silver-gray hair. She was looking at the parchment in her hand with light gray eyes. The parchment contained a map of the Giant King's Hall in front of the Silver Kingdom before the destruction of the East Continent.

Noticing Derrick's gaze, the corners of Lovia's mouth twitched slightly, revealing an indescribable smile:

"Like you, this is a gift from the Lord."

Why did Mr. Fool give the map to Elder Lovia instead of the Chief? Derrick was only slightly puzzled, but he didn't think much about it. He was more concerned about the results of this exploration.

...

In the God-forsaken land, on a towering mountain.

Lin Nuo walked up step by step like a pilgrim, and did not choose to go directly into the holy temple of the kingdom of God.

Silver light flashed, and a tall and thin man wearing a simple and plain linen robe with silver hair down to his vest appeared. He bowed slightly to Lin Nuo and said:

"The Lord sent me to meet you."

"5664, are you the only one who understands loyalty?"

Lin Nuo followed Ouroboros through a transparent portal and entered the kingdom of the true creator.

"Hey, Elf King, how come you can survive so well?"

"Now that you have become a junior of the Berlitt family, why don't you come and meet your uncle Medici?"

Wearing black armor that looked like it was stained with blood and with bright red hair like fire, the young and handsome Medici boldly teased.

On his other side, the Holy Word Angel Steifer, who was nearly 2.3 meters tall, with a slightly hunched back, completely white hair, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and scars around his mouth, looked at the legendary 'Elf King' warily.

Besides the naive ones, the smokers are also quite loyal?

"Who am I thinking? Isn't this Medici?"

"You are a natural fire giant without flesh and blood. If you are beaten, there is nothing else to do except to break a few bones for fire. I don't know why you like hunting. Other extraordinary races don't even have the interest to hunt you. If you can't be eaten, aren't you pure waste?"

"Well...looking at you like this, at least you can still light a fire and burn some wood. Even though it's waste, at least it's not incombustible."

Lin Nuo glanced at Medici. He hasn't recovered to the level of a conqueror yet. Amon didn't come to find you... He probably didn't dare to come to see his crazy father?

"I..."

Medici was a little annoyed. His sore spot was hit. Although the fire giants were born mythical creatures, basically no extraordinary race was willing to pay attention to them, whether it was dragons, magic wolves or demons. Everyone had almost zero tolerance for this race that could not be eaten and was not of much use. At least the tree people could bear fruit.

"That's enough...Mediqi..."

There was a difficult and sluggish voice mixed with a lot of crazy muttering.

Even though Medici was an angel, he was still contaminated by the horrifying whispers of the true creator and frowned slightly. He said nothing more, but took two steps back and gave way to the real master of this place.

Lin Nuo also looked at the real object. It was a huge cross with a naked man nailed on it with black iron nails mixed with ancient wooden stakes. He had his arms spread out, his feet on top, his head hanging like a pendant, and his body was covered with bloodstains.

Lin Nuo looked at the real Creator like this, his lips curled up slightly, one hand on his forehead, it was hard to look straight at him:

"Grisha, why are you..."

"Wait a minute, don't talk, let me think..."

Lin Nuo stopped the Real Creator from speaking. He pulled forward and a historical projection wearing a white robe with a golden cross on his wrist was pulled out. His face was quite blurry and the sun behind his head was also extremely illusory. Only the shadow behind him seemed to be connected with the shadow curtain behind the Real Creator and became solid.

"host!"

Medici couldn't help but shout out, as if something was surging in his heart.

Ouroboros, who had remained expressionless when Lin Nuo teased him in person just now, also lowered his head slightly.

As for the Angel of the Holy Word, he had already prostrated himself before the ground, constantly and devoutly singing praises to the omniscient and omnipotent Creator.

"grafting!"

Lin Nuo pointed at the historical projection of the ancient sun god and linked his partial consciousness with that of the real creator. A golden pillar of light lit up on the second layer above the gray fog. The sun god power that belonged to the ancient sun god and was collected from the remains of the war of gods was injected into the projection in front of him.

“It’s a feeling I haven’t seen in a long time.”

The blurry face of the 'Ancient Sun God' gradually became clear. He was wearing a black clergy robe, and his cuffs seemed to be surging with endless shadows. His eyes were pure gold, giving people a holy and warm feeling.

At this moment, with the help of historical projection to transfer consciousness, the power of the sun and the power of the fallen, the unity of light and darkness was completed, and the real creator was finally able to communicate in a normal state.

"You think this is easy?"

"Just pulling out a projection that you don't have the authority to do has consumed a lot of my spiritual energy."

Lin Nuo said as he looked at the 'Ancient Sun God' who was slowly relaxing his body.

Although it is only a partial characteristic, it is still very powerful for the real creator to personally play on the account. But if he really does this, the balance between light and darkness will be unbalanced, and this historical projection will still go crazy.

"Sonia Solem, or Linno, if you had told me your identity earlier, our previous conflict might have been avoided."

Grisha said with some regret, his golden eyes swept over Medici who seemed to be struggling to say something, his pale face showing many expressions such as entanglement, shame, reluctance, and regret.

"Nothing can be avoided. The death of the Elf King is inevitable, and so is the death of the Ancient Sun God. I am now the successor of the Lord of Mysteries, so the Elf King of the past must die. And you are the second-generation Creator, so you cannot avoid that betrayal either, even if you are omniscient and omnipotent."

Lin Nuo knew that Grisha was having a stomachache right now. Adam was his divine side. On the one hand, he could understand Adam, but on the other hand, he found it hard to accept and he couldn't forgive himself. But Lin Nuo didn't come to Grisha to reminisce about the past.

In fact, even if it is a projection of the ancient sun god, as long as it has spirituality, does it mean that it is free from the contamination of God?

"Why did you come to see me?"

"The curtain cast by Sefirah Castle? Or do you want Amon's uniqueness and extraordinary characteristics?"

Grisha stopped looking at Medici and planned to deal with the guest who came to him first.

"I came here for the mysterious waiter trait, but I don't need your help. It's just that since I'm in your territory, I have to meet you and formally express my attitude."

"God will eventually be born. I don't think highly of Feng Zhi Bai, so I still support you in becoming God and support Adam in charging towards the goal of saving the world without regard for his own life. But he is indeed inhumane in some aspects. In order to prevent him from doing anything irrational, I will help you and let you get the first blasphemous slate."

"Your madness is caused not only by extreme negative emotions, but also by problems with the Hanged Man Path itself, as well as a lack of divinity and an overly extreme loss of balance in humanity. Adam should be the most suitable person to treat you."

"How you fight for dominance is your problem. I just hope that you can balance each other out, take over the burden of saving the world, and not cause me too much trouble."

Lin Nuo had a hunch that if Adam was allowed to continue to let himself go, who knew what he would do before sacrificing himself. Only when the True Creator and Adam were in balance would they be the best candidate for God.

He was expressing his attitude, asking Grisha not to let Amon go just because he was his biological son and let Amon desecrate the slate.

Adam loves Amon, and so does Grisha.

"I will have an understanding of his problem. I understand your intention. I also support you to become the Lord of Mysteries. You are the most suitable candidate at the moment. Even Adam may think so. But Amon will not give up easily. I hope you can spare his life."

The attitude of the 'Ancient Sun God' was very humble, as if he was facing this ancient god for the first time. Although he seemed to be standing on the ground and looking up at the 'Tyrant' who controlled the wind, the determination and spirit in his eyes did not show any retreat.

Chapter 517 Kotar, the God of Wishes

"Amon? He is indeed a naughty kid."

"I don't plan to wait any longer."

"Grisha, you should know what this means."

Lin Nuo looked at the 'Ancient Sun God' calmly. The game was about to end from the moment he realized it.

Medici and Ouroboros shifted their gaze from the ancient sun god to Lino again, and there was seriousness and solemnity in their eyes, and it was obvious that both of them realized what was going to happen.

"The pillar is not that simple. You should be mentally prepared. I have experienced the resurrected consciousness of God. The famous and mysterious Tianzun is even more difficult to deal with."

Grisha was also aware of the plans of his old rival. He knew how big a storm the appearance of a Lord of Mysteries would bring at this special time. However, as the ancient sun god, Grisha knew very well that in front of the quasi-pillar, all darkness was useless, and the real danger came only from the power itself.

"Tianzun?"

"I thought maybe we'd hit it off."

Lin Nuo's lips curled up into a smile. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, so he added seriously:

"By the way, give me a little trust. You should know that I am more interested in creation than meaningless destruction. At least no matter in the past or now, no matter we are enemies or friends, no matter you come to provoke me or I take the initiative to visit you, we have a period of communication before the fight to make our positions clear, right?"

"Your words give me a bad feeling, but I am still willing to give you the most basic trust."