Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 334
In the huge palace, although the sound of musical instruments was still heard endlessly, Fors found that her attention was unknowingly completely off the beautiful music, and she was completely attracted by the story of Antigonus.

"When I was half a 'fool', I used my own personality to eat the entire magic lamp as an Extraordinary characteristic, including the consciousness of the 'Child of Chaos' that was sealed inside."

Antigonus narrated in a self-deprecating tone, "At that time, I had just accommodated the uniqueness, and I was only one step away from the real god. It was also one of my goals to actively accommodate the consciousness of the 'Children of Chaos': I wanted to To experience for yourself the infestation of their consciousness."

"In the end, you all know that my body was completely out of control, showing madness, and was finally sealed by Amanisis on the main peak of the Honakis Mountain Range."

Antigonus' tone was calm and indifferent, as if he was talking about a story completely unrelated to him, and what he lost was not the "fool" god he had pursued all his life, but some trivial thing.

"However, the failure of this plan just cut off my escape route. I had to activate the current plan, and eventually became half a 'Child of Chaos'."

After Antigonus finished speaking, he smiled slightly, making His face look a little more mysterious.

"...Don't you regret it?"

Amon was silent for a while, and asked without seeming very suspicious, still using an understatement as if he was just mentioning it in passing.

"I know how long you have been preparing for the position of 'The Fool'. You just give up so easily and pursue a future that you can't see clearly. Don't you regret it at all?"

"You have been dormant since the Dark Era of Shining Fire, and you came to the Northern Continent with your sister, isn't it just to find an opportunity to accommodate the uniqueness of 'The Fool' and the characteristics of the Attendant of Mysteries?"

Amon picked up the silver fork on the table and played with it, continuing to ramble:

"Whether it's promoting to the Servant of Mysteries, completely turning yourself into a human being, or giving up the stable position of the fool now, to gamble on a future that even a king of angels with the diviner path like you can't see clearly, it doesn't seem like a natural person. What mythical creatures can do."

"We are all born mythical beings...however, you seem to have gradually developed a humanity."

Antigonus listened quietly to Amon's question, and then replied with a half-smile and half-sigh:

"Yes."

"The prayers and feedback of my believers will be faithfully conveyed to my ears."

"They want me to become a certain way, to bring them some kind of miracle, and as a master of miracles, I will spontaneously respond to this kind of prayer, and it has nothing to do with my will."

"Their consciousness groups gathered to form my humanity...Although it is very weak, I can clearly perceive this difference."

Antigonus pointed to his heart: "Sometimes, this difference will cause trouble, but sometimes it will make you feel that the trouble is worth it."

Amon frowned, and said in a positive tone: "You have changed too much, even if you were not polluted, your humanity is not so sufficient."

"Of course."

Antigonus nodded, "This is some kind of knowledge stored in the source of power by the 'Son of Chaos', which belongs to a kind of order. Not only the Son of Chaos can use it, but other old theories can also do it. "

"Although I can't suppress the madness, I can do this after I have mastered the bottom line of madness—in other words, a bottom line that will completely fall into the abyss if I exceed it."

After Antigonus finished speaking, half of his face suddenly disintegrated, turning into a wriggling transparent worm again, making the other half of his face look like a sea anemone, making people disgusted at a glance Nausea.

Fors still has Amon's high-sequence clone parasitic in her body, which prevents her from losing consciousness the moment she sees this scene, but even so, she still feels dizzy.

"I can divide madness and sanity in time or space, and the ratio is up to me."

Antigonus put his hand on the wriggling part, and it quickly returned to normal, with new skin and short black hair growing.

"For example, I can make part of my body's 'spirit insects' go out of control, and part of it is normal; or let myself be in a state where reason is greater than madness on odd-numbered days, and madness is greater than reason on even-numbered days, and I can talk to you like this now, too. Thanks to this discovery."

Seeing Amon's disbelief, Antigonus didn't care, and explained to himself:
"In order to replace the 'Child of Chaos', I swallowed the 'Wishing Lamp', and after the body went crazy, I sent the separation lamp out of the Goddess' Kingdom of God, to separate it from the uniqueness of the 'Fool', otherwise it is very likely that he will rebel Come and take advantage of this rule, and in turn become half a 'fool', or even further, half a 'lord of mysteries'."

"But that's all for later. What's important is that I established a connection with the magic lamp through the ritual of taking food."

"The consciousness of the 'Child of Chaos' is connected to the 'Nation of Disorder', and I have a connection with the magic lamp. This is the prerequisite for this miracle to happen. What happens next is completely out of my control .”

"Just like now, if the wishing lamp really returns to the country of disorder, I don't think I can compete with him with only a solidified afterimage. What's more, because the past and future of this historical projection are reversed, Before the doomsday, I will return to the original state, which is the state of 'Master of Miracles'."

Antigonus said with regret, "Although I have also seen the end, my state cannot be used as a combat power. At most, it can only help you occupy the position of the 'Child of Chaos' and prevent his power from being destroyed." Other Outer Gods steal it, which in turn poses a greater threat."

Fors listened quietly, and gradually heard what Antigonus was worried about.

The source quality of the country of disorder has been in a state of no owner since the Tianzun pulled the consciousness of the "son of chaos" out of the seal.

The "City of Disaster" sealed in the Western Continent has mutated to produce human nature, and the "Land of Disorder" in the starry sky, which can be called the cradle of the Outer Gods, also has mutated to produce autonomous consciousness or is occupied by other Outer Gods possible.

And Antigonus predicted this possibility, and realized that this possibility would bring new disasters to the Northern Continent, so he used his own way to hold back the "Nation of Disorder", and the price was to give up his pursuit of several The thousand-year-old Fool's God, leaving only an illusory bubble, will completely disappear in the depths of the starry sky in a few years.

The corner of Amon's mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

After a while, he turned to Forsi for no reason, frowned and asked:

"This is... what you humans call 'courage' and 'sacrifice'?"

"It's really hard to understand... But, I think I understand a little bit."

……

The Stormy Sea, aboard the Nebuchadnezzar.

The wooden carrack galleon was moored at sea, and not far away was the "Snow Wind" standing guard like a sentinel.

Unlike the silence on the "Snow Wind", the deck of the "Nebuchadnezzar" is brightly lit, and the vulgar singing of former pirate mercenaries echoes on the sea, which does not have the style of the southern continent.

Due to the cleanliness of the sailboats of these sailors, and the iron-clad ship's style of painting is really not suitable for doing similar things, the dinner originally scheduled to be held on the "Snow Wind" was changed to the deck of the "Nebchadnezzar" held.

Although Adele did not completely loosen the control of dark beer out of caution, and more than 100 people on board had only two barrels of dark beer to drink tonight, but this still did not affect the high spirits of the sailors.

——Singing, dancing and holding a banquet on their own big sailboat, piled up with looted supplies, the barbecue on the stove sizzling, after the captain just generously promised them to go ashore, everyone can get at least fifty pounds What else can destroy the good mood of this group of people?

Adele couldn't think of it, and she didn't want to be the one who ruined their good mood, so she grabbed some food, avoided the crowd, and stood on the side of the "Nebuchadnezzar" ship, looking at Scarlet. Calm sea under moonlight.

The aroma of roasted slightly charred meat, the faint sweet aroma of malt from the beer barrel, mixed with the salty sea breeze penetrated into her nostrils, which put her mind in a fully relaxed state, allowing her to think carefully about what happened during the day matter.

Divination did not find anything abnormal here, but she still instinctively felt that something was wrong. ,

If the Survivor's Hidden Blade hadn't spent a lot of luck, I'm afraid I'd be able to try out the correct divination statement this afternoon...

Adele sighed. Although the divination statements were all safe revelations, she always felt that she should ignore something. The seemingly impeccable divination was actually based on a wrong foundation, which made her Feel very uneasy.

Looking at the sparkling sea, Adele was a little lost in thought, thinking about it over and over again.

However, her brooding did not last long.Because soon, she saw a head of bright red curly hair floating over, accompanied by a vibrato that sounded a bit at a loss, appearing in her field of vision.

Wendy's face was flushed with excitement at this time, and she nodded repeatedly like a little girl who was praised by the teacher for the first time, echoing Constantine's colorful jokes from time to time. It's very common in the Southern Continent, but it's still too exciting for Wendy.

Adele sighed, and coughed lightly to remind them that there was someone here, lest Constantine, a passionate and bold young man from the Southern Continent, continue to do some embarrassing things for her.

As Adele expected, Constantine's expression didn't change, but Wendy immediately let out a short scream, and jumped back a small step like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

"Sorry to bother you, but I have to borrow my chief engineer from you."

Adele tried her best to sound normal, "I have something to talk to her about."

……

"So, you think there's something wrong with this ship?"

After listening to Adele's words, Wendy's expression finally became serious.

"I wanted to sink the ship directly or return directly, but the attitude of the sailors did not allow me to do so."

Adele was a little distressed, "So I plan to go on a patrol with you secretly, and at least have a few Extraordinary people to guard the surroundings."

"Why don't you find someone else?"

Wendy asked subconsciously, "Natalie, isn't your sequence more suitable for doing similar things?"

Adele paused in embarrassment: "Ahem, how should I put it... I don't want to cause a commotion, after all, this kind of suspicion will affect their mentality to a certain extent... I don't want to see them give up halfway."

So I won't affect their mentality?
Wendy was about to ask, but out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the surroundings of the witches on the deck, and found that although most of the sailors on the ship seemed to be bragging, in fact, they would always look at those glamorous witches from time to time .

Well, I am indeed not as eye-catching as them...

Wendy sighed, nodded resignedly, took the pistol from Adele, and walked down the wooden gangway with her.

Wendy walked in front with a lantern, while Adele, who had a higher sequence and more comprehensive abilities, followed her half a meter behind her left, ready to pull the other party back at any time to prevent accidents from happening.

This scene made Adele think for no reason that when she was exploring the hotel with Wendy's predecessor, Qiaoqiao, in that underground city, the two of them walked in the unfamiliar environment like this, fearing that they would die in the next second. something went wrong.

Wendy also noticed this atmosphere, and said as if to ease the embarrassment:

"By the way, you said that among the pile of cultural relics, you found a notebook recording Emperor Roselle's court life in his later years, with a photo of his strange symbols behind it?"

Adele wanted to nod in agreement, but at this moment, the keen senses brought to her by the assassin made her notice the abnormal smell in the air.

Before she had time to explain to Wendy, she directly pressed Wendy's shoulder to make her stop, then fluttered her nose to confirm again and again.

——That's right, even though it was very faint, it was indeed the smell of fresh blood, and it was not far from the location of Adele and the two of them!
Following the direction from which the smell came, Adele saw a room that was still lit. Through the glass window on the door, one could see the candles flickering slightly in the room.

This is Wagner's room...

Adele swallowed, gestured to Wendy who retreated to her side, and then manipulated the frost to grow from the ground, forming several mirrors, allowing her to see the scene in the room through the reflection of the mirrors.

The windows in the room were wide open, and Wagner lay prone in front of the table, with lifeless eyes wide open.

A sharp bayonet was stuck in his back, piercing through his heart from behind. The blood was almost drained, forming a pool of dark red blood reflecting the candlelight on the floor.

(End of this chapter)