Chapter 128 Departure and Investigation

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At the very beginning when the sequence one characteristics were lost, the Declined King was somewhat depressed.

Less than half a month after I acquired this characteristic, I was forced to cut off my tail to survive. I had just finished the passionate exchange with the spirit left behind by Fabuti to leave my mark. But God had to bow his head under the barrier. What's more, although it is not impossible,

But we can't kill the goddess of the night right now.

After a brief mood swing, the Declined King regained his composure. He is not an ordinary angel. On the premise that he has sealed level 0 power, he does not need to collect three copies of Sequence One and Uniqueness as required by the ritual.

To be promoted to a true god, you only need a copy of Sequence One (which you already have) and uniqueness. If you can reduce your risk by discarding a dispensable copy of Sequence One, then you have earned it.

Thinking about it carefully, this is probably the reason why no one is taking care of Si'a so far. The missing "prisoner" sequence-one characteristic is most likely in the hands of the seven gods. It is precisely because he knows that Si'a can't become a true god, so he doesn't

Don't worry - it doesn't matter if you can't become a god anyway. And it's because the prisoners lacked this Sequence One that I chose to take the devil's path.

The projection's existence time is limited. After the Decline King thought for a while, he began to recall and list the current information, analyze the current situation and possible next moves:

"The goddess of the night must have convinced me that I am the one favored by the mother tree, and losing the sequence is a big enough lesson for any angel. In this way, as long as I be careful during this period and act as a devil with my tail between my legs, I will not

It’s relatively safe to continue to act.”

"He doesn't know my authority clearly, and he doesn't notice that I'm still a projection of the outside world dealing with the aftermath."

"Thank you, Mother Tree."

"In this way, my plan has been successfully accomplished. The True Creator will continue to regard me as a remnant of the past, and in the eyes of the Seven Gods and the Church, I am the favored one of the outer gods, with the same status as Si'a. As long as I

If we don’t relax the contamination of the true creation, this information gap will not be discovered. Hey, Si’a is not dead, which shows how big the rift between the seven gods is. So I have nothing to worry about at the moment. I will go too in the worst case.

Southern Continent.”

"There is only one difficulty, and that is that I have a premonition that a man-made disaster will occur in Backlund, and now that the night has driven me to a hidden town, how can I go out reasonably and return to Backlund during that time."

"Beloved of the Outer God, Sequence One, there is no reason why I can't get out. It's really troublesome to take advantage of the hidden loopholes of the True God level, but you can find opportunities. I'll just keep you in confinement for a few days, and then go out directly."

While talking, Amon had already "packed" the house. The owl was standing on the open window with a glass bottle in its mouth. The original relatively simple decoration of the dusty mansion was revealed in the gap. How long have you lived here?

The house has been vacant for a long time, at least more than 20 years.

The Declined King suddenly said: "Amon. I am being focused on now, and you should probably return to the Amon group as soon as possible."

Amon was stunned. He touched his silver crystal monocle with gold wire, and touched the shell wind chime he had just bought but had not hung it up yet. He was a little unbelievable. He even revealed that he was secretly playing with toys in class and was beaten by the class teacher.

There was a dull expression with a hint of pain in it.

"OK."

He was somewhat disappointed, but he still agreed.

They have already discussed ways to return to the Amon group. The typist has been isolated from the world in the hands of the outer gods for nearly two hundred years and has long been crossed out from the Amon list, but every Amon has

Regarding the destiny of his corresponding clone, if he suddenly returns to the group, perhaps all the Amon who meet him will be able to see that this is going strangely and cannot see the future destiny.

Therefore, the solution is simply not to pretend, not to falsify, not to deceive, and to directly let the typist replace the fate of Amon, the deceitful mentor of the same Sequence 3, and go back openly.

"I won't appear in the outside world for the time being. You can look for opportunities to continue to act with the owl, stay in the house and move around, and slowly get closer to the target we locked before, the municipal library administrator who lives in East Chester County.

."

"You can wait until I come out before taking action, or you can try to kill the other person yourself. I don't know when I will be able to come out."

"Kill your other self?"

I haven’t been with other Amon for a long time, and it’s a bit difficult to regard other Amon as myself. Will they like seashells? Will they like crystal and diamond accessories? Will they like flying chess and mythical stories from the old era? I can understand it.

My thoughts and hobbies?

After thinking about it for a long time, the typist shook his head: "I'll wait for you to come."

"Because only the ontology has the power to deal with us."

The Declined King looked at him, feeling the turbulent emotions, and finally said: "Okay."

"Considering that I am just a projection, the blessing I promised you may have to be discounted. This will further hone your acting skills. Don't worry, no matter what, your body will not be able to see any trace of the incompatibility of your destiny."

The typist hesitated to speak, his expression suddenly became tense, but he still lowered his head: "Okay."

The outer god nodded, and his body dissipated into a spiritual light that fell on Amon. Amon didn't feel any changes, he only felt that all aspects of his attributes had been slightly improved.

At the last second when the figure of the Outer God disappeared, he felt something in his heart and couldn't help but ask softly: "Until now, I have only touched the surface of something specious. It is far from the so-called human nature."

"Do you think I can really understand what it is to be human?"

The Outer God glanced at him, then turned his head away expressionlessly: "Possibility does not mean fate, you don't have to ask me."

"That is your future. If you don't walk your own path, who can see it?"

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When Leonard entered the Red Gloves team's base, others had already arrived one after another. Sost held an action plan and discussed any flaws with several Red Gloves around the desk by the wall.

"Leonard, I'm waiting for you. You are about to go on a search mission. How are you doing?"

In the dark church, Leonard did not have to worry about his voice being discovered. He pulled his collar and showed a smile: "There is no problem with my condition, Captain Sost, how long before we set off?"

Seeing that his team members had become much calmer, Sost was in a good mood and nodded: "Eight minutes later. Alyssa is collecting the sealed artifacts needed for this mission." After speaking, he reminded: "Although

It is a search, but we must remain extremely vigilant, as there is no guarantee that something unexpected may happen."

"I see."

After all, this mission is actually equipped with a level 1 sealed object. You can imagine how much hidden danger there will be. This type of mission is the most difficult to do. If nothing can be investigated, it will almost be considered a mission failure, but if

If something is really discovered through the investigation, it is very likely that a connection will be established immediately with some hidden existence, a fatal connection. Therefore, there cannot be any relaxation.

Leonard agreed concisely. Seeing that Sost continued to discuss with others, he consciously walked to the empty chair in the room and prepared to rest for a while.

At this time, a tall and graceful shadow came to Leonard's side, and her dress brushed against his shoulders.

This behavior made Leonard, who was looking at his feet in a daze with his head slightly lowered, already know who the visitor was. He raised his head and greeted his acquaintance without any surprise: "Good evening, Ms. Daly.

"

"Good evening, future 'Sesima'." Dai Li, who is charming and beautiful with blue eyeshadow, made a little joke, stood beside Leonard calmly, and chatted with him casually, "What's wrong?

, you smell like a patch of damp moss, is it raining outside?"

"Yes, it rained lightly at night, and I got a little wet on the way here."

Leonard shrugged his shoulders, allowing Dai Li to see clearly a palm-sized wet mark from his shoulders to his back. He also said half-jokingly: "I won't be able to hold an umbrella when I go on a mission in a while. I need to take a good soak when I get back."

Take a hot bath and wash all your clothes."

"I also need to light up the fireplace, otherwise, in today's Backlund, my coat and shirt might not be dry for a week."

After hearing this, Dai Li nodded with deep understanding. In the cold and humid winter in Backlund, the stove was simply an indispensable item. It was burning almost all day long. It is no wonder that the Parliament has been vigorously promoting pollution reduction measures during this period.

Smokeless charcoal.

Then, she laughed and teased: "Mr. Mitchell, I suggest you prepare more clothes with special personality, which will help you find the lady you like and keep her heart."

Ms. Dai Li! What are you talking about! Everyone is still here! - The word "personality" mentioned by Dai Li is not the word in everyday language, but the word "personality" that Dai Li uses with other meanings very characteristically.

Synonyms.

Therefore, Leonard suddenly entered the state of being struck by lightning. He was shocked and terrified. The goosebumps on his back suddenly aroused, and waves of heat rushed from his spine to his cheeks.

I don't know if it was because of his own guilt, but the red gloves around him who were chatting together in twos and threes immediately began to lose focus, and the corner of their eyes drifted towards the two of them from time to time. Dai Li smiled and didn't care, Leonard was worth forcing.

Calmly, he continued to lower his head and look at his toes, counting the holes in the straps that fixed the boot covers. After a moment, he calmed down a little and tried his best to explain to Dai Li:

"Ms. Dai Li, I think you misunderstood. I don't have a favorite lady, nor do I have the idea of ​​attracting a favorite lady."

"I'm just trying to change myself, for example, in terms of image."

He felt that he could no longer bring out Sir Sesima as an excuse, otherwise Dai Li's next sentence might be "So you want to pursue the man you like?" How is that possible, I am not Deacon Ikanser.

!

...Ah, I'm sorry, Deacon Ikanser, I'm not blaming you!

After saying this, Leonard was ready to continue being teased by Dai Li, but he didn't want the smile on Dai Li's face to gradually fade. She no longer looked at Leonard, but tilted her head.

Staring at a deserted corner.

After about ten seconds, Dai Li turned her head back and said to Leonard: "You have indeed changed a lot. If I had said this to you in Tingen, you would have blushed.

He jumped up immediately, couldn't speak clearly, stepped on his left foot and fell down."

Tingen…

Time will take away some things, as well as sadness and memories, but there are some exceptions. Even time cannot make them eclipse them. These things will stick in the heart like a needle or a nail, getting more and more.

Deep until it becomes a tacit secret.

The wound seems to have healed, but fresh blood will always flow out when you touch it.

Leonard's expression also became a little lonely. He stared at his feet, as if trying to find the sixth hole in the belt.

Then he heard Dai Li smile narrowly: "Of course, young Mr. Mitchell may not understand at all and just stares at me with innocent eyes. Sure enough, in other places, you also have a lot of trouble.

It’s made progress.”
To be continued...