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Chapter 1304. End
The cemetery in the northern mountains of Greeney Island has several entrances in different directions. The farthest and the nearest are nearly 100 kilometers apart, but the largest entrance is located in the area where the Dusk believers are currently located.

It takes less than two hours to climb down from the mountain camp to reach the vicinity.

Not long ago, before the end of his journey in the Songhai Empire, King Louis had sent royal explorers to explore and try to uncover the mysteries in the cemetery. However, according to the records of the Ring Tower, the ancient ruins under the cemetery are isolated by an extremely strong energy field, resulting in the Plantagenet people not having much results in their exploration in the past month.

They also made a quick move today due to a sudden order, which resulted in an empty camp when the believers arrived at the entrance of the tiankeng at dusk.

The most amazing thing is that the diligent explorers under King Louis have opened up a road to the bottom of the tiankeng from the outside, and even provided a simple mechanical elevator to travel in this giant underground cave with a drop of nearly 60 meters.

The old knight had regained his sanity by now. He wanted to use his professional qualities as an explorer to lead the Dusk believers into the tiankeng and reach the vicinity of the factory in the Eden area as quickly as possible. While the old knight was preparing to set off, he looked back one time and was shocked to find that Countess Margaret, who had just left, was being brought back by a hooded man in a psychic-bound manner.

The Countess's body was covered in dirt and scars from psychic burns, and she had obviously lost the battle for freedom.

This made the old knight sigh secretly.

He believed that Countess Margaret was determined to leave Twilight, but it seemed that this organization, like other cult organizations, was not generous enough to allow members to leave at will.

What's more, Margaret's identity is indeed special.

Considering the Countess's appeal among the Sealand nobles and her strong influence on King Louis, as long as Twilight is not stupid, he will not let such an important member escape from their control. Although the old knight is not a conspirator, he is smart enough to calculate the actions against the Plantagenet Kingdom after Twilight.

The only solution is to start a war with Transia and force Lord Murphy, the governor of Transia, to get involved.

The Plantagenets were certainly no match for the ferocious foreign warriors and the vengeful Transian People's Army. When the other side invaded the Plantagenet borders on a large scale and put King Louis' rule in jeopardy, Dusk would naturally appear and provide that damn "help".

This is their usual behavior pattern, and it is also a very useful way to attract people to join the gang. In the other world, this kind of bad behavior even has a special adjective called "earning money up the mountain".

As a useful and strong enough ruler, Huang Huang does not have to worry about not finding an opportunity to infiltrate. All they need to do is create a predicament artificially, and then they will have plenty of ways to get King Louis to join them.

The old knight thought that once Dusk's "aid" to the Plantagenet Kingdom was in place, with the size of the territory and people under King Louis, if even one-tenth of the citizens switched to the Chaos side, it would be enough to turn the entire kingdom into a quagmire that could absolutely "hard-control" the Order camp for a long time.

They don't even need the Plantagenets to win. As long as they can continuously create large-scale chaotic creatures in this country, it will be enough to hold back Murphy and even the entire Order camp.

By then, even a magical guy like Murphy would not be able to find any other solutions except brutal massacre and suppression. Once the genocide begins, it would be a fantasy for the various forces in the Old Continent to unite as one.

Assholes without bottom line can always ignore all kinds of constraints and hurt others wantonly. They call it "advantage", while the righteous people who are bound by various bottom line issues cannot be as reckless as the bad guys.

This is probably the legendary "dilemma of the good".

Ferdinand sighed again and looked at the dusty countess. There was no need to explain the identity of the hooded man next to her.

That must be the "Chief Monk" himself.

However, as one of the "puppets" of the Chief Monk, the old knight knew more. He knew that even the Dusk Leader in front of him, who was suspected to be Master Meredin, was just one of the incarnations of the "Chief Monk" like him.

That guy has some special ability that allows him to transfer his consciousness back and forth between many incarnations, which is why he always seems elusive.

The old knight didn't know how many unlucky "jinchūriki" there were like himself, but what was certain was that the "Meredin" in front of him was definitely the incarnation of power that guy relied on the most.

If we can get rid of him here
"Swish"

Just as the old knight was thinking about something dangerous, the hooded psionicist appeared in front of him in a flashing posture, and the pair of tired eyes under the hood stared at him, as if trying to see through his thoughts.

This made the old knight, who had decided to fight the cultists here but whose fighting ability was really not good enough, a little panicked, but then he heard the person in front of him whisper:

"Are you ready to go in?"

"Ah."

The old knight nodded, picked up his explorer's bag and asked:
"But what can we do even if we get in? The creation area under the tiankeng is protected by a thick energy field, and we don't have a way to unlock it.

And to be honest, I really don't think that obtaining a place of creation will give you an advantage. In fact, if this position is really that important, then Mr. Murphy will most likely not ignore it, right?
In the long time before the birth of the Chosen One, you did not try to open it, which shows that this place is just a scrap."

"Indeed, this damn place is not important at all."

The monk under the hood took a look at the cave in front of him, shook his head and said:
“But I don’t need a magical area that can turn defeat into victory. I chose this place simply because it is close enough and it is one of the few places in the Old Continent that is not controlled by Murphy. That’s all.

If the arrangement of the Ring Tower had not been ineffective, I would not even need to mobilize such a large force.

I just told you, Ferdinand, I just need a transponder to connect to the Creator's system.

Don’t waste time, let’s go.”

He waved his hand, and the dusk servants behind him immediately carried the mechanical box and walked towards the elevator in front. Countess Margaret was also forced to stand up and limped behind everyone.

Although he couldn't see her expression at the moment, the old knight could probably guess the anger and rage in the lady's heart.

He walked ahead calmly, using his experience and abilities as an adventure master to lead this group of cultists around dangerous areas and deeper into the dark cave.

He is waiting for an opportunity.

An opportunity that you don’t know if it will come.

At the same time, in the mountain camp above the sinkhole that was previously used as a base by the Dusk believers, as the power of space jumped and tore, a star gate quietly appeared nearby, and the psychic energy shock scared the animals foraging in the camp and made them run around.

The next moment, Sim, the undead wearing a golden mask, walked out of the Astral Gate.

Holding a bone staff, he frowned when he saw the camp full of corpses. As a psychic who had explored the tiankeng several times in the past, Sim had a very good relationship with the mountain tribes in these mountains.

He had been to this tribe closest to the tiankeng several times. Now seeing the destruction of this tribe made him feel a kind of anger that should not belong to a cold-blooded creature like the Mind Flayer.

After checking around the camp, he soon discovered various suspicious traces. A battle between spellcasters of high power had just broken out in the depths of the forest. This was enough for him to make a judgment. Sim no longer hesitated and activated the computing orb in his hand that was connected to the World Network. With the information support of the WIFI Goddess, he connected to Murphy, who was still waiting for news in the Great Reef Province.

He manipulated his psychic energy to ignite the flames that covered the bodies of those who died tragically, and said:

"Unfortunately, your guesses about any disaster seem to be correct. Something has indeed happened nearby. I have detected some thin remnants of chaos, and it is basically certain that members of Dusk have gathered here.

As for their target, it is not difficult to guess. It is nothing more than the Eden Factory under the sinkhole.

I will immediately summon the battle mages of the Ring Tower to follow me to carry out the punishment. What about you? Sir, you are thousands of miles away, can you make it in time?"

"I can personally take the 'Pluto VIP Channel' to Grammo Island. It only takes a moment to arrive, and then fly over. At my current maximum flying speed, it only takes 30 minutes to cross Greene Island and reach the northern mountains."

When Murphy heard that something related to dusk was indeed happening over there, he immediately entered the combat state of "Dusk Killer". While he stood up and packed up on the armed airship, he said:

"My warriors have just killed Dagon and his demon descendants. They have suffered heavy casualties and can't play a big role in this targeted battle. Therefore, I will lead some elite troops to support you and activate the land of creation to prevent it from falling into Dusk's hands in the worst case scenario.

Finally, the Scepter of God has been aimed there!

In the most extreme case, we can just clear that place after you evacuate, but I have to confirm whether the active targets there are worth consuming a God's Scepter, so the reconnaissance work is left to you first."

"Ah."

Sim did not give a long reply, but only responded with a nasal sound. After the communication ended, the undead stood in the burning mountain camp.

He walked to the edge of the cliff from the background of burning flames, looking at the sinkhole looming in the distant mountains. He then took out a gathering psychic crystal from his sleeve, crushed it, sent a message, and waited on the spot for the arrival of other psychic masters.

"Yesterday I asked the dean about the future direction, and he answered me that 'the past has come to an end'. When I came here, I was still hesitant about how to interpret it, but now I have no hesitation in my heart."

Sim pushed the mask that he used to hide his true face, looked at the land below that was about to be destroyed, and thought to himself:
"So, Myreddin, my old friend, the one who once carried the Ring Tower to the top with glory but fell into shadow and took his hometown with him. You are here too, right? Today is your destined death."
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"I sensed a violent vibration of psychic energy. Someone is coming."

Nearly fifteen minutes later, in the dusk procession rushing through the tiankeng cave toward the land of creation ahead, the hooded monk leader suddenly stopped and said:
"It seems that despite our caution, we still alerted the local 'local snake'. If I'm right, it should be the psionicists from the Ring Tower who are chasing us. I'm really curious, how did they find out about our whereabouts?"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the old knight in front of him.

Sir Ferdinand could feel the chill in his spine, and he could only pretend that he knew nothing.

But in fact, the old knight has basically concluded that it must be the arrangement he made on the ship before departure that was discovered! It seems that the words boasted by those foreigners that "Lord Murphy monitors the entire world and knows everything" are not just pure bragging.

The Chosen One of Creation really has a way to understand the subtle changes happening in any corner of this world.

But now is not the time to think about these things. Since it is certain that Mr. Murphy's attention has been drawn here, then we should consider the thing that was impossible to do before.

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Should I think of a way to disrupt Dusk's operation with the help of the upcoming pursuers?
However, before the old knight could figure out what was going on, the familiar freeze of consciousness reappeared. The sneaky chief monk regained control of his body, and while moving his neck and looking back, he said to the other incarnation beside him:

"Please stop the pursuers! We only need a little time to complete today's task."

"it is good."

The hooded Meredin Avatar did not refuse. Before turning away, he said:

"The Scepter of God is definitely aimed at this place. He doesn't need your decision to launch the destructive light arrow. It is highly likely that neither you nor I will be able to leave alive. Why don't you say something now, sir?"

"have nothing to say."

The head monk manipulated the old knight's body, waved his hands and said:

"This game of chess has now reached the point where the winner is decided. The remaining pieces on the board must contribute their own strength to the realization of the ultimate goal. It would be best if they could exchange pieces, but in fact, as long as they can complete their duties, the death of the pieces is not a meaningless sacrifice.

What's more, for you, turning into the ashes of history today is also a relief.

Just as our Ferdinand is also thinking about something dangerous
Alas, I really cannot understand why you all have such a deep attachment to such a broken era, when it is clearly just an extension of a mistake thousands of years later. "

"It was a mistake, but it's all we have, those of us born into this mud."

The incarnation of Maireddin shook his head and said:

"Unlike you who always have a choice, we need a lot of reasons to convince ourselves to give up the only thing we have. Moreover, we really had no choice before, but now a second choice has appeared before us. It is always too difficult to convince ourselves to follow the established path and move towards rebirth after destruction.

Unfortunately, we have come to this point and it is difficult to turn back. "

After saying this, he waved his finger, and Countess Margaret beside him left the queue with him like a puppet and walked back the way she came.

As the crowd behind them watched, the looming entrance of the cave in the distance was like a pale corona of light, swallowing up the two men until they could no longer be seen.

Several psychic masters of the Ring Tower, led by Sim, the undead who had entered the tiankeng cave, soon saw the guy walking towards them alone. The bastard hid himself in a black hood as if he couldn't face anyone.

He held a golden staff-like magical weapon in his hand, and as he approached step by step, he reached out and pulled up his hood, finally revealing the face that was still hanging in the glory halls of the high towers of the Ring Tower.

A hundred years have passed, but he doesn't seem to have aged at all.

"Mairedin!"

The undead man leaned on his bone staff and shouted:
"The time has come for you to settle the false glory and indelible shame you brought us, but I am still willing to give you a chance to defend yourself! I have learned some of the truth about what happened that year from other Order members.

Tell me, have you been bewitched by the vengeful spirits of the secret department thousands of years ago and embarked on this path of destruction?"

"Well, Sim, I pretended to be so ordinary that everyone ignored your old friend."

Faced with the questioning and the encirclement in front of him, Meredin slowly pulled out his staff to transform it into a staff entangled with purifying spiritual energy, and casually threw out a few runes for casting spells, causing the powerful spiritual energy that had been hidden for a hundred years to burst out and roar.

He raised his head in the raging waves of spiritual energy that rolled like the tide.

He looked at the undead and the Ring Tower masters he no longer knew, and said softly:

"Do you really think that an old man who has lived for thousands of years and has experienced only failures and little glory in his past life has the ability to seduce me to embark on a path I don't want to take?
Do not!
Steiner was just a fool who was obsessed with calling for the advent of chaos. His brain had long been burned by the glory bestowed by original sin, and every nerve was filled with some "glory" that only he could understand.

The poor guy thought he was in control of the situation, but in reality, each of the leaders of Twilight now has his own ideas, ambitions, and things that need to be accomplished.

He could not control his subordinates in this era, just as he could not control Constance and Vidia in the same department a thousand years ago.

He has already failed once, and we are about to see him fall on the same stone a second time.

He thought his use of the Horcrux was so sophisticated, and he thought he could control me with just a stupid soul-splitting spell.

He can't do it!

No one can do it.

I have already convinced that Dusk will suffer a terrible defeat today. I have already convinced that no matter what Steiner intends to do here, the magical Murphy will have a way to reverse the victory he longs to see, but that has nothing to do with me, a 'puppet'.

At least not at the moment.

The chess game left by the Creator and the Chaos Shadows has been played to this point, and there is no turning back for all the chess pieces that have been placed. This also means that we are only one step away from what we each want.

The destination is right in front of you, so close that you can see it by just looking up!

So, my friend, come on.

End the shame I have brought upon you, turn me into the ashes of history, let the traces I left behind and my story vanish in the contempt passed down by everyone, completely erase my name and my existence, and let the entire world from today onwards pretend that I have never existed.

But you and I both know.

One day, we will meet again at the end!"

Ps:
Last month's monthly votes exceeded 2. 11 additional chapters will be added on the 10th of this month. The operations officer is currently processing the results of last month's lottery. I will send out a single chapter notification after the winners are listed in the next few days. You can also pay attention to the lottery post in the comment area.

Let me emphasize again that last month's lottery really had no purpose
I just saw that "Black Myth" is about to be released, so I suddenly felt like supporting the domestic product and giving back to my book friends, and giving some benefits to my family. I am a clumsy player and cannot play it, so I created an opportunity for the brothers who want to play it, that's all.

Some of my brothers who are very vigilant should stop engaging in conspiracy theories. We are not trying to harm anyone, really.

(End of this chapter)