Capítulo 49: 049 Welcome,the rap god(True creator)
On the outskirts of Tingen, a house with a green lawn.
It has gardens that wither away in early September, with dark red chimneys.
Behind the bedroom window of the house is a desk with a modest notebook.
A scorched, dry, mutilated arm exuding a strong burnt smell tore up the notes in extreme anger. Among the scattered pages, lines of brand new words told the root of his anger——
"Poor Ince Zangwill, his 'perfect' plan has suffered too many variables, so that he has to go to battle himself, just to take the long-coveted ashes of Saint Selina."
"Although there are only three Extraordinary left in the defense force of the Blackthorn Security Company, out of vigilance against fate, Ince Zangwill immediately killed the person who repeatedly made people suffer after breaking into the Blackthorn Security Company. Klein Moretti, who has caused a lot of change in plan, however, the two high-level spells that appeared for no reason still gave him enough 'surprises'. Still nearly killed him on the spot."
"Fortunately, these two spells from the Sun Realm also shattered the Night Realm built by the ashes of Saint Selina. During the riot of extraordinary items behind the Chanis Gate, he successfully captured the ashes of Saint Selena and used it in the ceremony arranged by the traits of the descendants of the god of death, he was forcibly promoted to a night watchman of Sequence Four, thus gaining divinity and becoming a strong half-god and half-human."
"However, completing the promotion while seriously injured has caused irreversible damage to Inz Zangwill. In this state, can he avoid the siege and interception of all Extraordinary people in Tingen?"
"Ince Zangwill did not fail, he did get what he wanted, but is it all worth it?"
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In the Raphael cemetery under the night, in front of a newly erected tombstone, the stone slab of the tomb pit that had just been sealed was turned over, and a scorched arm stretched out from the soil.
Wow!
The stone slab was pushed away, the coffin lid was pushed away, and the scorched corpse in formal clothes crawled out of the coffin. The flesh and blood carbonized by high temperature was wriggling and regenerating rapidly, but such a scene made people feel more and more uncomfortable.
"Hiss—burning to death is indeed a very painful way to die..."
The unrecognizable facial features wrinkled into a hideous expression that could scare away even a spirit body, but soon, a brand new face slowly climbed onto the terrifying cheeks.
"Is Ince Zangwill dead?" Klein still remembered the moment when he instinctively recited the activation words of the Sun Flame Charm after he was hit through the chest.
He stood up vigorously, and after sorting out his belongings a little, he found that there was only a copper whistle and a long dress that he didn't know if he bought it specially for burial.
"Benson and Melissa really don't know how to be frugal!" Klein sighed, stood up and began to search in the cemetery, one, two... There are not many new graves in the cemetery, but thankfullly, he did not see any familiar name on those tombstones.
"Fortunately, it seems that Leonard should be fine... nothing happened to the captain and the others." Klein was slightly relieved, watching his body gradually recover to the point where he could see people, and left immediately In the cemetery, he couldn't wait to know whether the guy who killed him died under the Sun Flame spell.
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"Meow!"
In the mansion in the western part of Backlund, Snow, who was typing, suddenly heard Lily screaming. He immediately turned his head to look, but found a lump of flesh wriggling in a strange way in the shadows at the corner of the room.
"Quiet." Snow gently comforted Lily, but his attention was always focused on the piece of meat in front of him, until it re-formed into a pale but handsome man, he was slightly relieved, and said respectfully. Putting his hand on his chest, he said:
"Mr. A, you are back."
"En." Mr. A's tone contained uncontrollable anger and madness, but he still suppressed the anger and ordered:
"I need to stay with you for a while, you just need to maintain your normal state."
"Okay, I'll go and prepare some food for you." Snow didn't dare to ask the heir of the evil god how he was. Judging by Mr. A's current state, he was probably still seriously injured.
"No need." Mr. A stopped Snow and said seriously, "The fraudster named Lanevus has arrived in Backlund now, he has the divinity of our lord in him, and is a living vessel for the coming of our lord , find him, but don't let him find out about it."
"Our strength in Backlund has suffered a great loss, and there may not be many people who can be mobilized." Snow explained the situation of the Aurora Order as tactfully as possible, but Mr. A didn't care.
"There are many lambs at the bottom as you want, as long as I recover..."
In an instant, Snow only felt a thorn in his back. He was sure that Mr. A's words were definitely testing, but he did not show any hostility, and still had a respectful expression.
Mr. A's brief silence did not continue, as if he was just taking a breath while speaking, he continued to ask:
"How's your secret supplicant potion digesting?"
Snow easily understood his thoughts, and immediately drew an inverted cross pattern on his chest, and replied respectfully:
"Blessed by the Lord, it was completely digested just half a month ago."
"Very well, take me to your basement, and I will prepare the listener's potion for you."
As Mr. A said, he took out a group of ear-shaped pieces of meat from his body, which made Snow look very disgusted, but considering the danger of Mr. A, he still restrained his nausea from the bottom of his heart. Impulsively, brought Mr. A who was obviously seriously injured but wanted to benefit his subordinates to the basement, and then watched Mr. A skillfully select auxiliary materials from those flower powders. As for why Mr. A is so familiar with his basement ...
Because the potion he used used was also prepared by Mr.A in here.
...
"Drink it, and you will be able to hear the gospel of the Lord directly."
Ten minutes later, Mr. A, who had no time to change his clothes and could only wear a coat made of flesh and blood, completed a bottle of potion that exuded lavender, and pushed it to Snow with a tone similar to that of more than a month ago.
Looking at this bottle of potion, Snow doubted whether Mr. A had really prepared it according to the formula of the potion. However, even a seriously injured Mr. A was definitely not something that a rookie with a perfect sequence nine could deal with. He picked up the flask, looked at the lavender disgusting mucus inside, which seemed to be churning with countless cochlea-like bubbles, and swallowed it in one gulp.
An indescribable feeling of nausea slipped down the throat and down the stomach pouch, and then it began to swell continuously, as if to completely stretch Snow's body.
Snow only felt that every nerve in his body was turned into a branding iron, and the intense burning pain made him almost cry out.
Forcibly put himself into a semi-meditative state to restrain his spirituality, but at this moment, an indescribable voice suddenly exploded in his mind.
Undoubtedly, it was the whisper of the true Creator, but at the same time, a sentence that had been set up also emerged at the same time——
"Mr. Fool's whisper is a whisper of hidden existence, and the whisper of the true Creator is also a whisper of hidden existence. I will not be polluted when I listen to Mr. Fool's whisper, so I will not be polluted when I listen to the whisper of the true Creator!"
White horse is not a horse's whispers turned into a filter, filtering the whispers of the true Creator layer by layer. In the end, only a voice like a passerby's whispered greeting was left, which was transmitted to his spirit body. , and finally captured a short segment of it more clearly, as if to say——
"Sukka Bulie!"(??)
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