Mystery: Higher-Dimensional Overlookers

Chapter 209 "The Moon"

Standing on her own ship, Triss raised her head slightly to look at the huge sea ship in front of her, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, evoking a sweet smile.

"'Sick Girl' Tracy..."

Triss said slowly in a low voice, the voice was as small as a mosquito.

There was a hint of laughter in her throat, and the voice echoed from the vocal cords until it turned into a crazy laugh.

She seemed to be laughing at herself, the self who believed in the witch and was helpless in the face of reality.

Immediately afterwards, Triss swayed the charm of being a 'Witch of Pain' unrestrainedly, using an almost overwhelming charm to control her crew, allowing these pirates whom she had used as puppets to fire at the "Black Death" in front of her heartily.

When she was on the same ship with Edsaac Augustuslu who was also in distress, she had Edsaac to help her. She has a stronger grasp of the entire ship than now, and she has a clearer understanding of how to control the division of labor among these pirates.

And now Edsaac disappeared because of an accident—he seemed to have regained his destiny inexplicably, and was directly teleported to the Southern Continent.Now, Triss' control over her own ship has dropped a lot.

Coincidentally, Tracy, the "sick girl" she was looking for and hunting before, never appeared in front of her.

However, when she lacked a big booster on board, the "Black Death" led by the "Sick Girl" suddenly appeared in front of her.

Perhaps, my ship will be severely damaged; perhaps, I will be seriously injured in this naval battle...

Such words echoed in Triss's mind, but then she burst out laughing.

It doesn't matter, heh, what I want to promote is the fearless "Iron Knight", not the delicate "Desperate Witch".

——It doesn’t matter if these pirates who have no possibility of cultivating comrade-in-arms friendship with me and only think about desire are dead, I just went to find other people who I can trust to reorganize my promotion ceremony!
Triss thought cruelly.

The high-dimensional Overlooker, who was previously aliased as Gaowei Abraham, did abide by his credit, and gave Triss the formula for the "Iron Knight" of the "Red Priest" pathway sequence four.

Therefore, Triss is also quite aware of the promotion method of "Iron Blood Knight". She has recited it silently countless times in her heart, crushing it into every inch of her memory.

Triss looked at the black death that was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help thinking:

She wants to turn back into a man, she wants to no longer be bound by the witch's shadow, she wants to hold her own destiny;

She doesn't want her comrades in prison to suffer, and her companions who pursue freedom are trapped in chains;
She will be the high-flying bird, not the caged nightingale!
"fire."

Seeing the approaching Black Death, Ketriss gave orders to her gunners.

There was a cruel smile on the corner of her mouth, but it was towards her crew; her eyes were extremely calm, as if she had seen the end of the shipwreck.

He's been such a cruel, cold-blooded, unscrupulous guy since childhood, from when Triss was just Triss.

Selfish.

…………

Klein sat on the seat in the captain's cabin and slowly opened his eyes.

With the remnants of the conversation just now in his mind, he took a deep breath, and a thoughtful light flashed in his eyes.

"The alienation effect of the source quality on people is almost irresistible..." Klein chewed on the words of the Evernight Goddess, as if he was asking himself and others:
"High-dimensional inherited the source quality outside the barrier..."

"Angel of Destiny" Ulorius asked me to find Darkwell, there must be a deep-seated plan.

Klein was thinking almost subconsciously.

For these powerful Extraordinary beings who have lived for a long time, every random move they make may be a plan to deal with someone.

However, Darkwill is a member of the "School of Destiny"?

That school of life composed of "pharmacists" and "monsters"?

"Angel of Destiny" definitely didn't want me to look for Darkwill directly. If he was willing to look for it, fate might be able to send Darkwill directly to him.

To find his teacher?No, even his teacher is not necessarily worthy of the extra care of the "angel of fate".It seems to me that what Ourorius wants may be something in the hands of Darkwill's teacher.

He mentioned the School of Fate. Could it be that a certain sealed item of the School of Fate is related to the high sequence of the "Fate" pathway?

Ouroreus is the king of angels with two Sequence One characteristics.In that case, that sealed item is likely to be the only one of the "fate" path?
Klein knocked on the table in front of him subconsciously, his thoughts diverged.

Could it be that what Ulorius wants is for me to get in touch with this person...

Klein shook his head, leaving this rather irresponsible guess behind.

Phew, of course, these are all guesses.

In addition to promising me to be the boss of the company I entrusted, Ouroreus also gave us some additional suggestions.

He gave me a few locations, saying that these places might find the materials I need—hey, is this a gift of fate?

But judging from the current situation, since I should help him find Darkwill's position first, I should complete the commission of Ouroreus first, and I can't let myself owe more "debts".

But when I find Darkwill, I will report directly to Ulorius, so even if there are any preparations behind this "Angel of Destiny", I will have enough time to deal with it...

Even if Ouroreus is the king of angels under the hands of the real creator, what he said just now still makes me feel a little chilly...

Klein shook his head, stood up from the chair, and walked outside.

After taking a short break and having dinner with the crew on the ship, Klein returned to the captain's cabin to continue his busy work, testing his extraordinary ability and contacting Arrods.

There are still two days before the "Lost Home" arrives in the Southern Continent. Even if Klein makes the "Lost Home" accelerate at full speed at night, there is still a period of time before it reaches the Southern Continent.

Therefore, once Klein contacts Arrods, Klein will have enough time on the boat to ask Arrods what he wants to know, or to research other things by himself.

And considering that the Tarot Club will be held the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, Klein obviously cannot let the "Lost Homelander" speed up and land in advance so as to take up the time of that afternoon, otherwise Klein will not be able to carry out the Tarot Club he held normally.

Klein was in his captain's cabin, while waiting for any abnormalities to come from the gray mist, while testing his extraordinary ability.

He tried to bring the items that were tainted with the aura of the gray mist from Origin Castle back to reality one by one, but he never got a response from Arrods.

This is the last one... If the last one doesn't work, Arrods probably won't be able to contact him.

If this "magic mirror" is really connected to the gray fog here as Lao Gao said, then it will definitely come to connect with the breath of "Origin Castle" after it appears in the real world.

Klein wasn't worried about Arrods' enthusiasm at all. Whenever he thought of the emoji that Arrods in front of him had sent to him, Klein couldn't help but feel a sense of strangeness rushing into his heart.

Thinking of this, Klein shook his head and took another four steps backwards, following the previous procedure to bring down the last batch of devices used for communication from Origin Castle.

Alright, let's look at this batch... Klein just wrapped these contact decorations around him with his spirit body, and he definitely felt that someone was praying to him.

The male voice is more irritable... Is it Emlyn White, a vampire corrupted by the "Fallen Mother Goddess"?Klein reached out and touched a crimson star, answering Emlyn's prayer.

No, although Emlyn is regularly reporting the history of the blood race for me, he usually won't contact me at this time. He should be playing with his own doll at this time...

Klein couldn't help complaining in his heart, and pulled Emlyn's spirit body up to Origin Castle.

Emlyn immediately looked around, then turned to look at the "Fool" in front of him.Klein nodded slightly. He looked at the vampire in front of him and asked in a deep voice:
"Why do you pray to me?"

Emlyn's body trembled, he raised his head suddenly, and looked at the "fool" in front of him:
"Dear Mr. Fool, I didn't mean to disturb your time on purpose."

Emlyn seemed a little embarrassed and flustered: "I recently discovered that many people in the blood clan are not in the right state."

The state of many people in the blood clan is not right-the fallen goddess finally attacked the blood clan?

Klein immediately perked up, and nodded to Emlyn in front of him to continue talking.

Emlyn sat in his seat, with a look of panic that could be seen at a glance.He made a mental construction in his heart for a while, as if he was thinking about whether to betray the blood clan and pass on the secrets of the blood clan to other gods.

What are you hesitating about?Emlyn!The mission entrusted to you by the ancestors is for use now!
After a while, Emlyn gritted his teeth and made a decision:

"Respected Mr. Fool, in fact, there are a few earls and dukes among the blood clan, it seems that they seem to have a problem, and they have woken up from a long slumber."

This is normal, and there doesn't seem to be anything wrong... Even if they wake up together, it doesn't rule out the role of the ancestor of the blood race... Klein was a little puzzled, but he didn't speak directly.

Emlyn saw that Mister Fool didn't intend to speak, so he swallowed his saliva, and continued to muster up his courage to say:

"But I noticed that their current behavior has changed a lot compared to what I knew before and the behavior in the records of the blood race. The behavior of the ancestors is completely different from the previous habits. From time to time, they will look at the 'Crimson Moon' in a daze, and they have not been promoted to a higher sequence, but they seem to have regained their vitality and vitality."

"Respected Mister Fool." Emlyn gritted his teeth and put on a little accent: "I suspect they have converted to the 'primordial moon'!"

"Believe in the same evil god as those moon believers who have been hunting us to gain power!"

Believe in the original moon... In fact, the seat diagonally opposite to you is the "primordial moon" seat.Well, it's the seat of the vest of the "Mother Goddess" behind the vest of "Prime Moon".Bah bah, what a mouthful, this is a bit too Russian matryoshka...

Klein, the master of nesting dolls who felt that there were too many nesting dolls, thought for a moment, then nodded and said calmly to Emlyn:

"I see."

Seeing Mister Fool's calm appearance, Emlyn opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.He speculated about the thoughts of "The Fool", fearing that he would offend the gods, so he had to say cautiously:
"Dear Mister Fool, will the current situation of the blood race lead to some undesirable results?"

Emlyn asked Klein a little nervously. Klein was silent for a moment, unable to give an accurate answer.

I'm only Sequence Five... Even if I can leverage the power of Origin Castle, I may not be able to defeat a demigod in reality...

However, he still opened his mouth slowly:

"Fate has always been unpredictable."

"But I can give you a hint, a chance."

"Continue to investigate things related to the original moon."

Klein paused for a moment, indicating that this was a reminder.Of course, Klein can explain it in any way, it all depends on how Emlyn understands it.

"At the same time, this time you provided useful information, I will make an exception and allow you to join the party above the gray fog."

After finishing speaking, looking at Emlyn White who was deep in thought, Klein waved his hand casually, and one after another Tarot cards flew from the table, and they were arranged in front of Emlyn in sequence.

"Draw a card."

Klein said gently to Emlyn in front of him in a relaxed tone:

"This will be your code name above this party."

Code name... Emlyn drew a card, opened it nervously, and saw a moon with an anthropomorphic smiling face drawn on it.

"Mr. Moon" Emlyn White!
"It seems that fate has chosen you." Klein elongated his tone and said to Emlyn with some meaning.

Before Emlyn could think about it, Klein ended the call to Emlyn, letting Emlyn return to reality and slowly make up his mind.

Next time, I can ask the Fallen Goddess what's going on... But shouldn't the ancestor of the blood race have already fallen at that time?
Now is the fallen mother goddess using the name of the original moon to pretend to be the ancestor of the blood race to give the oracle to the blood race or...?
With some doubts in his arms, Klein wrapped his spirit body around the objects on the gray mist and gradually sank, returning to reality.

Klein was a little disappointed when he saw the unresponsive object, but after just a few seconds, he found that the telegraph suddenly started to operate on its own, and quietly typed a few words from it:

"I felt the breath of familiarity and greatness."

"Is that you, master?"

"(*ˉ﹃ˉ)"

　Chapter 2 may not be finished, I will try my best to write in the evening, if I have written enough, I should be able to double update tomorrow.

　　I'm really busy today, so I started writing when I got back tonight
　　
　
(End of this chapter)