Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 283 The Furnace
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Agaritu walked into Enmat Port slowly, and entered the pier among a large number of people.

The pair of blood-like eyes, the skin color of people from the southern mainland, and the strange combination that only pirates would wear are too eye-catching even in the crowd.Some bounty hunters who were wandering among the crowd cast their eyes on him for a moment, and then retreated covertly, heading in the direction of different churches.

But before they took two steps, they fell obliquely towards an unobtrusive corner almost at the same time. The faint blue flames escaped from their seven orifices, and when they fell to the ground, only Several clothes.

Agaritu walked into this overcrowded city port, he stopped for a moment, and walked in a random direction.

He doesn't know what is attracting him, but he knows that as long as he keeps moving, he will definitely be able to rely on the aggregation effect to get to that thing or that person.

"I've arrived at Enmat Port." He murmured to himself in a low voice, telling the possible observers, "The next step is to investigate where the strange call came from..."

……

A black figure appeared in the shadows, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became gloomy and cold.

Ms. D took out the pearl she had prepared a long time ago, and carefully let it roll from a flat place to the shadow.

"My lord, I hope to borrow your power to safely send my companion to Behrens City."

The pretty pearl was swallowed by the shadow. The vague shadow seemed to turn its head and look at Klein who was standing outside the carriage, and then it stopped moving.

"Little ghost, you have the breath of the spirit world!"

The black shadow opened its mouth very vigilantly, and then, a black line flashed before Klein's eyes. The next moment, a cold breath came from the back of Klein's neck, and the creature hidden in the shadow stood firmly. Standing on his shoulder, he sniffed vigorously.

Klein's pupils shrank suddenly, and cold sweat crawled all over his back in an instant.

"It's not wrong... The spirit world has a very high standard, and you look familiar..."

The white-bearded tabby cat, which looks shiny, whispered in a voice completely inconsistent with its own appearance:
"The breath of a high-sequence prisoner... this is..."

The favor of the true Creator and the spiritual world?And the breath of a high-sequence prisoner?What kind of match is this?Riel was stunned for a moment, and didn't reveal any more strange information. It jumped off Klein's shoulder, jumped back into the dark compartment, and turned to look at Ms. D:

"Who is he?"

Ms. D was also a little surprised, and chose to speak truthfully: "The new envoy of the Aurora Society."

Was chosen by the true Creator because of the favor of the spirit world?And who did that high-sequence prisoner come from?I've never seen a similar aura from Richard Ernst... Riel tilted his head suspiciously, glanced at Klein twice, and wrote down this face.

At the same time, Klein also held his breath, controlled his expressions and movements, and showed a look of panic—it's not wrong, this cat, this voice, this is what he pretended to be Elaine before After capture, the follower of the high-sequence hunter who was traveling with "War Angel" Medici!It was holding Tracy's severed arm in its mouth, I remember it very well...

The sweat glands were closed, and the cold sweat didn't fall like a waterfall from Klein's forehead. He thought a lot in an instant.

That high-sequence hunter must be a demigod, just like Roselle's eldest daughter, Bernadette Gustav, it is not surprising that she lived for 200 years; plus his surname is Vaughan, which comes from the Ms. D of Tees is a familiar person...

Even if it is not the child of "Abyss Angel", he is still his descendant!
"Ma'am, it suddenly occurred to me that I had other means of reaching Behrens."

Klein pretended to be frightened by the cat, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said nervously and fearfully, "Don't bother this...powerful spirit creature."

"This……"

Ms. D looked at Klein and then Riel, but she thought of another thing.

Mr. X has the breath of a high-sequence prisoner, and he seems to have some hostility towards the indulgent faction. After hearing that the Ernst Foundation has a relationship with the indulgence faction, he immediately chose to change the subject... He knows someone, or at least one A demigod of the Temperance School of the Rose School!
but……

Where does the temperance faction still have demigods?
Even if there were, how did Mr. X get in touch with those demigods who are hard to find even when they gather Extraordinary characteristics?
However, aside from these, summoning demons is not something that can be terminated if you want to. The demons seem to be affected by the high-level sequence. Heed the call to leave the vicinity of the Abyss.If Ms. D summons "demons living in the material world", she may be able to summon a few businessmen from various countries.

Sure enough, Riel was immediately displeased and said:

"Are you entertaining me? Or are you looking down on me?"

Due to the existence of the God of the True Creator, Riel couldn't say too serious things to him, so he just bared his teeth as a threat: "It's easy to transport you a Sequence 5, if no one leads the way, even if you arrive at Behrens , don't even think about going in!"

This is indeed a problem, but... since I am a member of the Aurora Order now, there must be a solution, right?

Klein is still reluctant, he is a little doubtful whether the divination result "not too dangerous" is true or not: "That's not what I meant, sorry, but..."

"Don't let it go, since you are in a hurry, come with me quickly."

The cat reappeared on Klein's shoulder at an incredible speed, and Klein quickly reached out to grab his secret puppet.The white claws clasped his clothes, and everything around him became brighter in an instant, and they had already entered the spirit world.

"Hey, aren't you afraid? It seems that you come here often?"

The cat standing on his shoulder said casually. Klein didn't reply, but nodded reluctantly, and began to pray in his heart not to run into Miss Messenger.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the outline of the weird cat became somewhat distorted, with bright color blocks appearing on the edge like a flower screen. The eyes and image of the cat also quickly changed from vivid to dull, and the mouth was like that in a cartoon. The characters are the same one piece and one piece together.

Traveling through the spirit world only took a short while. In this magical world with no direction, Klein watched the seven lights at the top sometimes go up, sometimes down, and sometimes appear on his left and right, while the bright red band of light on the edge It is the target that he is about to call.

At this moment, he found that there were some strange fogs around him again, and some flickering red light spots appeared in it.

The red light spot jumped briskly in the mist, dragging out a long light tail, which immediately reminded Klein of the time when he followed the snake-tailed demigod through the spirit world a long time ago, that is, the first time he and Reinette Tinekerr When they met, there were also many invisible creatures following them.

Now, Klein in Sequence 5 can vaguely see the dark shadows behind the mist, and the red light is like the eyes. Those magical creatures gather together, and the mist expands.

"Hey, where do you get so many?"

The cat-shaped spirit creature on the shoulder clicked his tongue unexpectedly, and seemed to speed up his walk.

Klein immediately asked, "Do you know what that is?"

"..." The cat glanced back at the fog that followed closely, "That's a creature that lived in history, a very rare dog of Fulgrim, probably followed you because of your strong spirit world breath. By the way Come back, boy, why do you have such a heavy breath? Could it be that you were born in the spirit world? Or is your ancestor Qiguang? Impossible, you are obviously a normal human being..."

Because of Klein's aura, it's also difficult for Riel to really have dangerous thoughts about him, but instead, he will feel a kind of inexplicable awe and importance.

"I don't know either." Klein said vaguely.

He also looked back at the creatures in the mist. After getting the answer, Klein also began to think that the creatures that sometimes gathered and scattered were like dogs.

Did you come after the breath of Origin Castle?he thought rather curiously.

At this moment, he saw the "Hounds of Fulgrim" stop, and he felt the feeling of falling rapidly.

Snapped!
His feet landed on the ground, and before he could see his surroundings clearly, he smelled a strange fragrance.

With a light shoulder, the painted skin-like cat returned to normal, jumped off his shoulder and went straight to the sofa in the room.

A tall red-haired man in a coat casually turned his head to look at the cat, then at Klein, holding a plate of cookies just out of the oven.

"It's because you want to deliver something to the Loen people today."

The cat took a freshly baked hot biscuit from the baking tray, and the red-haired hunter raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "It's quite creative. Fortunately, you came early, and if you come a few hours late, these things can be given directly to you." me."

It really is an acquaintance... It really is the hunter I saw that day... I don't know if it's a psychological effect or objective reality. When Klein saw that face, he felt that the more he looked, the more he looked like Edward Vaughn.

He didn't speak, but stared at the wires under his feet.

electric wire?

His eyes widened, and he looked towards the source along the wires, and saw a sealed object that was emitting white current, and then saw the oven connected to the wires, a walkie-talkie, a toaster, and even a small refrigerator!

Klein heard a loud noise that seemed to be an explosion from his worldview.

Trainor didn't look at the puppet master much, and didn't care what he was thinking. Riel jumped on the back of the sofa to touch the second cookie:
"I think this kid looks familiar. I should have seen him somewhere."

Riel added: "He still has the imprint or aura of a high-sequence prisoner on his body. I don't know whose it is?"

"When did you meet 'Secret Puppet Master'?"

The way Klein stared at the electrical appliances in a daze was automatically understood by Trainor as surprise. He thought for a few seconds:
"You're not talking about the faceless man who became Elaine, are you? He's been a Sequence 5 in four months. Didn't Medici attach great importance to him at the time, and it seems that he's also been caught in the Aurora Society now."

Treiner looked at Klein with the eyes of a worker:
"As for the high-sequence prisoners...it's not my business."

Klein, who was distracted, was drawn back to the word "Eileen", and his expressions immediately twisted together.

"Thank you two for your help." Klein struggled to maintain his expression control, and said bravely, "If there is any need for help in the future, I will do my best to do it. May I go now? ?"

Trainor walked to the sofa with the grill pan that hadn't cooled completely, and sat down casually.

"You don't need it in the future, there is something that will be useful to you now."

He lay down on the back of the sofa, and said in a homely tone: "You came to deliver things to the Loen people, but it should be more than that, right? The people who asked you to come here hope that their juniors can go back alive." ? Make a list for me, if it’s too late, there won’t be any.”

Klein leaned back slightly, and after weighing it, he took it out of his pocket, stepped forward and placed it on the coffee table:

"... Fifteen nobles expressed that if the juniors of their families were captured, they would be willing to use ransom to redeem them."

"Only fifteen." Traynor glanced at the names on it, snorted disapprovingly, "When you came, Behrens hadn't started the war, right? Before the fight started, he had already planned to exchange prisoners, Ruen The aristocrats are really boring. What is the highest ransom you are willing to open?"

Klein was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"Oh, then you can go." Treynor waved his hand, then picked up the cat's nape and threw it behind him. "Go in from the east, and after entering the city, tell Loen's garrison that you came in from the east."

Klein complied and immediately left with Secret Puppet.

After he left, Trainor reconnected to the mind link: "Twain, how is the battle going? There are people in Loen who are willing to pay to redeem people. Drive them east and try to catch some workers."

"Why are you telling me now?"

Tang En yelled in the mind link: "I'm almost hitting the city center! What? The reality ahead has strengthened? Why don't you hurry up and bring the machine guns and artillery to surprise them... I didn't see it when I ran over all the way just now I'll pay attention to my feet... Prince Grove hasn't come out yet? Damn, whose head should I take as a meritorious service if he hasn't come out yet? Why do I feel something is wrong? There must be fraud. Scolding him in the city? Even if your reinforcements fight with the Feysac Empire, they won’t be so good-tempered, right?”

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Bypassing layers of roadblocks and barbed wire, Klein cautiously walked into the city from the east where only a few militiamen were stationed.

Relying on the "faceless man"'s ability to control his body, he successfully crossed the gap in the eastern city wall, entered the city, and found a hidden warehouse that had not completely collapsed, opened the door, and stored himself in the Everything in Port Kaiser was brought over.

Klein took a deep breath, and the secret puppet Enzo's appearance began to change, turning into a young man of mixed race from the Southern Continent.

Dwayne Dantès appeared in this war-torn land, and entered the city with an incompatible and decent appearance.

The moment of entering the city, it seems to have come to another world.The white mist flows under the feet, and it is impossible to see things five meters away, and the spirituality is also isolated by the white mist, just like when you come by boat.

"The high sequence ability of the hunter path, the strange fog..."

Klein walked cautiously in the city, trying to find a safe route with the "divination stick method".After walking for a few minutes, some shadowy figures appeared in front of him.

Just when Klein was about to observe whether the other party was a Loen soldier or War Red, he suddenly heard a faint sound piercing the air, and almost at the same time, the running figure fell down.Only one of the several unidentified soldiers was pierced through the throat by the feather arrow, and the arrow force tore his neck, and he was nailed to the ground with a piece of tissue and a split neck.And the other few arrows accurately hit the heads of the other people, and they fell to the ground in disorder, with tall arrow shafts inserted into the corpses like tombstones.

Klein was terrified, and the cane in his hand showed him the direction again. He walked around the corpses steadily and walked behind the house on the other side.

When passing by, Klein looked down instinctively, and saw that the corpse lying at his feet happened to be the soldier who had been shot in the neck.The arrow fell obliquely from above, passed through his jaw, and pierced his throat, making his mouth unable to close, blood flowing out like a spring.

The soldier stared blankly at the sky with his blurred eyes, as if he saw the trajectory of the arrow that took his life.There was blood spattered on his face, his hands and face were dirty, he was thin, and he seemed to have the blood of the Southern Continent.

"Loen soldier..."

Klein pursed his lips, and continued to move forward across the gradually expanding pool of blood.

"Luen soldiers were shot here...and I haven't seen bunkers or trenches, is this the front line now?"

Klein restrained the unease and fear in his heart. With the "winner" secret puppet by his side, his luck has been greatly improved. Coupled with the safe route found by the "divination stick method", he knows that he will not be able to travel along the way. Any accident may happen—but I still can't help being nervous, like an ordinary person who strayed into the battlefield, I can hardly control the urge to find a corner to hide.

Klein moved on.

He seemed to be stepping on the only safe road on the entire battlefield, so he could fully appreciate the soldiers fighting to the death.

He heard the sound of the horn, he heard the curses and roars in Loen language, and he saw hunters appearing in any corner, laying hidden traps with the "hermits", or several dozens of people in a small group, with a purpose Besieged and killed the Loen Extraordinary who was alone.

He also saw that Loen's artillery blasted everything around him. These spiritual lethal weapons were incredibly accurate under the blessing of the "arbitrators", and the shells would always accurately land on the enemies taking a break before his eyes, turning them into blood clots and minced flesh.

Does Loen really need the Difference Engine?Klein fell into thought as he watched the artillery fire with a hit rate of over 90.00%.

He walked in the blind spot of both sides of the war, and the people around him subconsciously ignored Klein's existence.

In the mist, it is unknown how many people are charging, fighting, and dying at the same moment. The strong are cunning and good at fighting for their lives, and only the soldiers at the bottom will be pushed towards death.In an instant, there should be countless weapons colliding, Extraordinary abilities clashing, and arrows and bullets shooting at each other. Even the "Law" cannot completely prevent the attacks of Extraordinary people of the same sequence as oneself or even stronger.

And the powerless ordinary people seem to be just here to make up the numbers. Like the low-sequence Extraordinary, they are the exploits and victims of both sides. They can only wave the cold weapons or guns in their hands in vain, waiting for the result of being chopped into pieces.

As Klein got deeper, there were more and more figures in the mist, followed by scarlet blood and a thick enough to make people vomit.

In small cities and streets, the fog of war divides people into many unconnectable teams, and countless people are crowded and killed like this. There is no such thing as "fighting hard, killing the enemy gorgeously, and then surrendering" that the nobles desire. Take captives to preserve your demeanor."

Life is pulled to almost equal heights.There were wailing sounds one after another, blood splashed on the muddy ground, and the corpse fell heavily.

Here there is no good or evil, no right or wrong, no confrontation between the colonizer and the colonized, only the iron law of killing the enemy.

War is the art of gathering crowds.

War is the melting pot of all things.

TBC
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War is the harm to the bottom people on both sides.

(End of this chapter)