Abyss Train

Chapter 740 Death is imminent

"I don't have time for your boring rocket launch program. I have a lot of work to do."

Judas was slumped in a magnificent sedan chair, carried by eight blood-donating bearers. As a religious idol of the Immortal Alliance, he had to maintain his dignity at all times.

"I have to leave tonight."

Mr. Fickwood sent him to the intersection of Changfeng Avenue in the Aizong Mausoleum area and did not intend to follow him any further.

He had no intention of telling the leader a single word about the war intelligence around the Baibei Port area - including the scouts from the Gate of Wonders and Quick Knife, as well as the recent sudden death of a star official, all of which he had to conceal and swallow.

The old man was terrified. Perhaps in a few days, the unknown person who knew Judah's whereabouts would come to kill him. If Judah continued to stay in the tomb of Emperor Ai, his deep hole drilling complex would also become a ruin - his ideal would be shattered and become an empty dream in the flames of war.

"That's not a rocket launch procedure, my leader." Although he hoped that his boss would leave as soon as possible, he still said stubbornly: "That's a deep hole drilling project. I didn't mean to correct you. It's just..."

"Who cares?!" Although his expression could not be seen due to the gold mask, one could hear Judas's impatience from under his cloak: "Aren't they all just money-wasting wastes?"

"How great would it be if you put your energy somewhere else, Fickwood! Your soul power has great potential, and your intelligence and talent could have created a more valuable career! But you disappoint me time and time again."

"How many times has this happened? How many times have you tried this?"

"Tell me, starting from the surface and then underground, from the sixty-seventh district to the seventy-seventh district."

"How much did you cost me? How many people did you take away? How many blood sacrifices did you waste?"

Judas' voice became louder and louder, and he had to continue to maintain his leadership style in front of the cadres.

"You, your blessed holy blood, and the latest version of the Lightning Star gene configuration have indeed helped the Alliance a lot, but what is the price?"

"This business is losing money - to be honest, I feel like I'm doing charity work."

"Feckwood Abbey, my dear Lord Feather."

"Axue has replaced Gloria Sebastian this time. I believe you should also understand that my life-saving feather is not irreplaceable. Don't think that you can sit back and do whatever you want just because you have a little talent."

After Pua finished his speech, which was outdated, Judah felt relieved. He looked at the old Abby who was hunched over and nodded repeatedly, and was sure that the other party had no intention of rebelling. The suspicious Judah finally put his heart back into his stomach, and the anxiety brought by Gloria's death gradually dissipated.

"And you keep emphasizing and talking about that gunsmith."

Fickwood immediately responded: "Yes, according to you, he is already dead."

"That's right!" Judah was overjoyed: "That's right! That's right! Abby! My dear Abby! That's right! How did he die?!"

Fikewood: "The weak Homo sapiens could not defeat time. Everything happened as you expected. The weak Night Demon was wounded by the Storm Eagle and died on the train to Barathon. He died beside the bed of the Arrogant Minder."

Judah: “That’s right!”

Fickwood: "My lord is wise and will lead the alliance back to Eureka."

Judah: “What else?!”

Fickwood: "We will definitely be able to return to the Nine Realms. The underground order will be completely reshuffled. The starting point of civilization is determined by the writers of history, and the end point of civilization is determined by you."

Judah had to leave at around four in the morning, before the sunrise of Shambhala.

Fickwood's words made him feel happy and ecstatic - this was what he wanted to hear.

Fayi Frosalin was his sweetheart. This little lark would sing for Judah every day, but he got tired of hearing it too much - after all, if you soak in warm water for too long, you won't feel the warmth anymore.

His mind needs stronger stimulation. The lonely soul that has crossed the long river of time needs to confirm his own time and space coordinates at all times. More changes must be made, such as changing Fickwood's mind.

Even if it was just a few words of flattery, and making old Abby kowtow in front of the alliance cadres, that would be enough.

Now is the critical moment when the alliance's survival is at stake. The contact informant in Eureka Volcano City has sent a message that as long as the business of the "True God Church" continues to be operated and maintained, it won't be long before this prosperous port will be back under the control of the Wings of Light.

He had no idea of ​​Marshal Crozo's strategic intentions. Four major ports including Eureka and even the capital of the agricultural region of Zula were disturbed by Protestants. The decision-making units of these cities gradually began to devote themselves to charity and launder money for personal gain through funds hosted by the church - this was only the first step. The second and third steps were the reconstruction of Platform Zero.

The carriage was on the road again, and Judas sat lazily in the chair, still dreaming of his eternal hegemony.

"Hahahahaha"

He couldn't help laughing, and once again thought of the loss of the caves in the Southeast War Zone, and suddenly he felt a strong sense of security.

"Arrogant and cruel Mingde! I laugh at your eagerness for quick success! You just finished a big battle, and you dare to come to Shambhala to fight me!"

In the more than a year since Pellerini's death, all the intelligence Judas received pointed to one result.

The Guangling War-Stopping Corps is going to have to make large-scale disarmament. The soldiers who were used to eating the imperial rations of the legion and originally had a stable job will have to return to blue-collar jobs to participate in post-war reconstruction. The political difficulties brought about by this part of the ideological work cannot be solved in a short time.

Judas would naturally put himself in the shoes of his opponent and think from his opponent's perspective.

This is the post-gunsmith era, an era when the underground world is recovering from serious injuries and needs to keep a low profile.

With his own administrative ability, it is extremely difficult to maintain the normal operation of 62 regions under the restrictions of the "Convention of the Supreme Being" - because the United Nations Security Council does not allow the establishment of a country by a powerful and ruthless people. Without a mature political concept and a highly cohesive religious entity, the different laws and customs of these administrative regions will become the beginning of various conflicts.

The loss of Platform Zero meant that a great deal of power was returned to the local governors, and the management costs for the Transportation Department were also greatly doubled. Once the originally stable and cruel order built by the ogres was broken, it was impossible to restore the balance and avoid a barbaric era of civil strife and civil war. Aohan Mingde had probably tried his best.

This time, a large number of war groups that had stopped at Guangling appeared in various parts of the southeast. The intelligence obtained by Judah showed that at least 13,000 armed forces had caused multiple armed conflicts in various parts of the southeastern states.

In fact, Shuai Ke currently has only more than 2,400 people under his command, including two-thirds of the logistics supply line personnel. The ones who really participated in this offensive operation were only 1,200 soldiers from the mixed combined brigade, mainly the Quick Swords.

This data with huge errors made Judas more and more confident in his judgment.

He believed that Ao Hen Mingde must have lost his mind, and that the members of the think tank had fallen into a methodological misunderstanding and a trap of rigid inertial thinking.

"Everyone in the various administrative districts managed by the Transportation Department believes that as long as the Crazy Butterfly Saint Cult is driven away, everything will be fine."

"It is this kind of thinking that led to this ocean landing operation." Judas said disdainfully: "What's the point of fighting in Shambhala? Is it to solve the employment problem of the regiment? Are you afraid that the elite soldiers in various regions will not be able to find the enemy and lose their jobs, and the problem of overproduction of military industrial assembly lines can't be solved?"

"Hahahahaha! Aohen Mingde, you are nothing but that."

"A strong fortress is always breached from within. Don't you understand this simple truth?"

Whether it is the words "the gunsmith is dead" or the emptiness in the heart, these are symbols of the constant opening and closing of the Death Gate and the repeated unlocking. This series of tactical intrusions opened by [REMIX], one after another, has created the current dilemma of the Eternal Alliance.

Judas believed that the problem he could not solve was certainly not something that Aohen Mingde could solve either.

Judas believed that the catastrophic monster that appeared in the ruling of Shambhala would also appear in the Nine Realms and even in the mundane world.

Because society is made up of people, and society is as awesome as its people are - no matter how times change.

He was trapped in a cage that had existed ten years ago and had never changed.

Through the gaps between the bars, he could see a miniature of the outside of the cage, but he had never fought a tiger outside the cage, nor had he ever been threatened with death - no matter what, Judas would not face the gunsmith directly. In the leader's mind, he always thought that the person sitting across the chess table could only be the supreme leader of the underworld.

As for the violent machine like the gunsmith, he is just a chess piece fighting on the chessboard and a tool.

His tools were no match for this chess piece, and it was only a temporary defeat in the game. He could have reversed the situation through various operational methods.

He is more confident than ever, and more vulnerable than ever.

When the Gunsmith's spirit is seen in the Hell of Betrayer, he will become hysterical and lose his mind, and will be confused and surprised.

  ——Why can this chess piece come directly to him and kill him as a chess player?

Apart from being suspicious and worrying himself, Judas had no other thoughts. Everything went according to plan. Even if the troops from Guangling arrived in Shambhala, he was not surprised at all.

All the living creatures on this land are meat dogs. The death of a meat dog at home is just a loss of property, which cannot hurt his bones. On the contrary, the ports in various administrative districts can steadily advance religious undertakings with good weather and good harvests - this is his core asset.

The more Aohen Mingde caused trouble in the southeast, the more anxious Judas felt. It couldn't catch an invisible enemy, so it could only get angry at the flag of the Immortal Alliance.

For Judah, all of these are things that can be abandoned. This alliance can change its flag, change into another form, change in a thousand ways, find a suitable host, and spread out in another land. All of this is acceptable. As long as the enemy begins to focus on destroying a symbol or smashing a certain idol, they often ignore Judah's true intention.

For thousands of years, this has been the way for alliance leaders to survive.

At the same time, Fickwood Abby also breathed a sigh of relief.

There are only three hours left before the deep hole drilling project officially begins.

After sending the leader of the alliance away, he devoted all his energy to his career and his ideals.

While organizing resources and mobilizing construction personnel from various departments, Mr. Abby could still feel a strange call -

——That was the breath of the god of death, it was the gunsmith calling him, there was a mysterious spiritual pressure that was affecting his thinking at all times.

He didn't have much time left. It might not take a few days, maybe just an hour or two, for the gunsmith to come to him.

He only hoped that the soul power could help him again, to help him delay the night demon and stop the pace of the god of death.

The little niece saw that her uncle had a gloomy face, so she asked another question.

"Mr. Fickwood, are you all right?"

"He's coming. I can feel it." Fickwood looked out the observation window and saw the deep hole drilling support of the complex rising up in the underground palace. That was all he hoped for.

Marlene's little niece asked, "Who?"

Fickwood: "Death is coming"

Marlene was not ready to die. Although she had hypnotized herself, when she really heard these words from her great-uncle's mouth, she still felt that she had not lived enough and was unwilling to leave this world like this.

"But the Master just left."

Fickwood covered his wrinkled forehead, his face looked like a dying tree.

"We all have our own careers and ideals, whether good or bad, the Imam doesn't understand. He doesn't understand."

“When you are absorbed in your career and moving towards a goal, you will not notice the passage of time or changes in the environment.”

"I have to send him away. Anonymous followed him here after smelling his scent. In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan, today is the last day."

"Today, I must drill down. I want to take a look at the center of the earth."

There are many things that Judas doesn't know and is unclear about.

The alliance uses pure interests to win over people's hearts and build an immortal secret society. This is the core demand of most alliance cadres.

But on the eve of the Immortal Alliance being on the verge of collapse————his three life-saving feathers did not think so.

When Judas was weak and powerless, the Platform Zero of the Mad Butterfly Holy Church was uprooted by an unknown person. Gloria Sebastian had already set up her own faction, and seemed to have been waiting for this day.

In order to resist the emptiness brought by a long life, she wants to pursue a brave and free life and have fun.

When Judah needed to be comforted and consoled, and needed to regroup and establish its corporate image and take back the core power of the alliance, Fickwood Abby was working hard on deep hole drilling and he had no extra energy to take care of the leader.

Also in order to resist the emptiness brought by a long life, he wants to pursue his ideals and complete his exploration career.

  As for the new Lord Feather?

Axue is an out-and-out Crazy Butterfly cultist and a very pure follower of the Guiyi sect.

Judas had no way to rely on this traitor with a weak will to survive, and to confide his inner thoughts to him.

——The Storm Eagle who understood him best is dead.

This lapis lazuli wolfhound that ate human flesh, even if it turned into a noble life-saving feather, might one day lose its mental state, and it would crash into the incarnation butterfly and die while shouting "return to oneness".

Then we hand the camera over to Billy the Kid and Foianini, and temporarily move the camera to the lower reaches of the Wujiang River, 16 kilometers away, where a passenger ship is drifting downstream in the turbulent river.

Will there be any problem with Judah’s last life-saving feather?

"I have always been pursuing something, just like butterflies and bees chasing flowers, chasing nutrients in nature in order to survive."

"Having solved the most basic survival problem, I began to have many ideas that go beyond just trying to survive."

"Patriarch Judas, if we continue to live, just to live, what is the meaning of living itself?"

Faye Frosalin, she is Judah's last feather, and also the closest, most trusted and safest insurance.

At this moment, she was sitting on the second floor of the passenger ship, above Billy Horn's head.

She was wearing a gray burqa, hiding her face in the shadows, and holding a photo in her hand, which was a photo of her and Billy Horn on the train.

——This photo is from not long ago. If your memory is not good enough, then go back to Chapter 25 of "Volume 丨Rural Affairs" - Small Town Girl.

In this section, you can find some clues.

Fayi followed the recording of the WALKMAN and listened to what the announcer Wang Xiaomei at the board counter said over and over again.

"The first love in life is like a chance encounter on a train. There will always be regrets and imperfections in youth. This happened on the journey from District 54 back to District 1 of the Nine Realms."

"In order not to disturb my good friend's sleep, I decided to sit separately from Foianini, went to another carriage and found a random seat."

"Another strange girl found a seat. She and I sat side by side, and neither of us spoke."

"Perhaps it was the craftsman's badge of the anonymous person that gave this girl an inexplicable sense of security. She actually fell asleep leaning on my shoulder."

"There were so many people coming and going, and travelers walking between the carriages would take a second look as they passed by, but I couldn't move at all."

"Two hours later, she stood up with a strange look on her face. Still without saying a word, she hurried off into the distance, heading for a small town I had never heard of or seen. We went our separate ways, but we would meet again one day."

Fayi cut off the audio of the WALKMAN, then stretched his waist, stretched and yawned.

"He didn't recognize me, which is a good thing. It shows that my ability to change my appearance and role-playing skills have reached perfection."

"Master, I don't understand. I can't comprehend my own behavior. Why do I still want to sneak a peek at him even though the mission is over?"

"Come quietly to his side, spy on him from a distance, or be bolder and sleep on his shoulder."

"But when I left, I felt my heart was empty. I don't know, I don't understand"

"I have many [lovers]. In order to win their favor and obtain survival resources, I can hypnotize myself and change into various personalities and appearances. Since the time I was born, women have relied on men to survive in this way."

"Sun, can you answer me?"

Outside the window, the great god Amon had just flown over Shaoyun Peak and the second ridge.

The sunlight shining through the waterfalls did not hurt the blood-giving monster. Instead, it made her blood more vigorous, and her complexion became better and better.

"Billy Horn, you are not some outstanding person."

"You and Foianini are from Bolivia. You followed your Mexican drug dealer family and moved to South America."

"I know everything about you. Your father was a down-and-out journalist. The drug trafficking business was cut short by his generation. Because he often reported on Mexican political news, he was hunted down by gangsters hired by political parties. He fled to Brazil with his wife and children."

"You were young and ignorant, and you didn't understand anything. You only knew that telling the truth would cost you your life, and that there was no justice in this world. Your father was just taking pictures of the coast, of the resorts and slums, and you, an innocent child, had to say goodbye to your hometown forever."

"You lost your family due to your wandering life. Your mother divorced your father with two younger brothers, and you became your father's spiritual comfort until he began to fight for his life to save himself."

"It was an accidental, unintentional reminder."

"Billy Horn, after your father had diarrhea for three consecutive months, you occasionally reminded this stubborn 51-year-old man that he should go to the hospital for a check-up."

"So old Horn was diagnosed with colorectal cancer, which was a devastating blow to your family."

"Dad Horn quit his job at the winery, picked up his pen again, and took his camera to expose the truth of society. He once again returned to the US-Mexico border. In the last moments of his life, he wanted you to know why he did this, to understand what this country relies on to elect its president, and what determines how millions of people live their lives."

"In order to get medicine for your seriously ill father, you followed the instructions on the ticket and came to the underworld, but he died before you could deliver the medicine."

"You followed this frail, sick kid all the way until he died in the motel, and you didn't know, didn't understand, couldn't comprehend why a 12- or 13-year-old kid had to suffer like this."

"Perhaps this money can be used as medical expenses or as an inheritance, at least allowing little Horn to enjoy some free time and receive education from normal peers."

"You always said that if I had a better dad, I would have become a better person."

"I know everything. I have found out everything. I care about you so much."

"You said you wanted to find a rich woman to live with, no matter whether that person is good or bad, but by following the ass of the anonymous person, you have become a fearless anti-counterfeiting fighter."

At this point, Fayi began to laugh awkwardly, a strange smile that contained a hint of sarcasm and envy.

"I can't believe it. It's hard for me to convince myself that you are really stupid. You don't listen to advice and never consider the consequences when you do things."

"It's so easy to get close to you, just pretend to be a victim, squeeze out a few tears, and you'll see me in the ghetto."

"I can't stand the way you're so excited about introducing me to everyone you know - it makes me panic."

"Every main member of JoeStar has seen Faye Frosalin, this fictional character. I want to tell the story I have told, the life I have made up, over and over again, as if I believe it myself, as if I believe it myself."

"It seems that I do have a father who is a member of a gang, an unfilial brother, and a miserable mother."

"It seems that I am indeed that person, Billy. When you brought me to the front of Aohenmingde, I was almost scared out of my mind."

"You seem to have conquered the whole of Europe, and you tied me to your motorcycle and your horse as a trophy. When you see familiar people, you will say - This is my love! ~"

"When you meet someone you don't know well, you will say - this is my love! ~"

“I suddenly overlooked something”

Faye Frosalin is Judah's life-saving feather.

The true name of her soul power is [Skyborn], and her specific ability is to bring things from another world to FE33031 - this is also the ability of the goddess Io.

In other words, Judah can run his own business in Shambhala, maintain a long-term win-win cooperative relationship with Faye Frosalin, and also sign a contract with the goddess Io and the sun of Shambhala.

  [Fayi Frosalin丨Dedicated to my Rose Fairy]

The description of the Life-Saving Feather is a blessing from Io to this incarnation.

The word "Rosery" for the goddess Io comes from "The Rose Garden" written by Sadie, which mainly describes the author's travel experience of more than 30 years. It creates a variety of characters such as tyrants and dignitaries, judges and inspectors, saints and priests, literati and scholars, artists and singers, merchants and travelers, lovers, woodcutters and fishermen, etc. The theme is to praise the brilliant life.

The same is true for Ms. Fayi's soul power. As Judah's sentinel, this soul power does not have any lethality. But its vitality is extremely strong. Fayi can pull alien life into this universe and summon another self from another world.

The mission of going deep into the Traffic Bureau to gather intelligence was extremely challenging for Fayi, and she couldn't escape unscathed every time. Qingjin and Guangling Zhixi, as well as many VIPs with supernatural powers, had captured her more than once, but Fayi always managed to escape before the trial procedure was carried out - the way to escape was death.

As long as she dies, she can return to Shambhala "safe and sound." Although she is no longer the previous "Fayi." It is not the specific Fayi Frosalin herself, but another rose fairy from a parallel universe. This is a bit abstract - it is better to change the metaphor.

In the endless branches of time, there are many Faye Frosalin living in different moments. They have different lives, different personalities, and may even be men.

But [Skyborn] can make her "revive" and "revive" continuously, which is a little different from the clones.

When the replica arrives at FE33031, it must first undergo the inspiration transformation of the goddess Io. The new rose fairies must gradually accept the dead Fayi, and their personalities are gradually assimilated.

Do you remember Wen Bucai? If Wen Bucai is the eldest son of Mother Gaia, then the Rose Fairy is the darling of the Goddess Io - this sun imitates the original seed, using Fayi Frosalin as a test seedling to experience every bit of the material plane.

Every time Fayi dies, a new "Fayi" will take over her life.

Similarly, Judas used Fay as a life-saving feather because of Skyborn's superpowers, which allowed him to pull another Judas from another world, revive the leader of the alliance, and slowly accept his old life.

Judah did not want to use the power of the Rose Fairy unless it was absolutely necessary. Judah never believed that consciousness could be transmitted in this way - the alien guest summoned by [Skyborn] was definitely not him.

But Judas had no choice. If he really met with an accident one day, [Skyborn] would become his last trump card. He had to let the flag of the immortal continue to fly and let the other "Judas" survive.

Not only Fayi Frosalin, but also visitors from other worlds like Wood Prak and Wang Daming were summoned by the superpowers of [Skyborn].

Back to what Ms. Fay said -

"——I overlooked something. I seem to have made a mistake."

She had always believed that getting close to Billy Horn was to complete the mission. After the last Ms. Fay obtained the detailed information from the gunsmith, she committed suicide and returned to Shambhala in the fastest way.

But when the next Lady Fay was summoned by [Skyborn], things started to get strange.

She was no longer focused on the cause of the alliance and did not want to listen to Judah's complaints.

She mistakenly thought that this was just a sequelae of her job, an accidental transference. After all, she had lived for so long and had long known that love was an illusion brought about by hormones.

But after changing several bodies and several configurations of physical essence, Fayi was almost unrecognizable.

Only then did she realize how terrible this curse was. This was not just a passing moment in the long journey of life.

Even if she had a thousand different faces and ten thousand different bodies—she would still fall in love with this person.