章 375: Chapter 375: Individual Actions
Chapter 375: Individual Actions
Ladies and gentlemen, I'm your emperor, ruler of Loen, East Balam, and Rorsted Archipelago, George Augustus III.
"For a long time, the Feysac people have attempted to invade our homeland. Our ancestors and relatives paid with their blood to repel their advances time and again."
"Last year, they launched another war, causing countless young soldiers to die under their butcher's knives, and many families lost their beloved ones in the war."
"They even secretly sent assassins to kill Duke Negan and wreak havoc in Backlund. They used cruel and despicable means to act recklessly in our country."
"We have had enough of this pain of being invaded. We should pick up our weapons and start fighting back, crushing their claws of invasion, and letting them know that the people of the Kingdom of Loen will thrust their weapons into their chests and shatter their hearts..."
In the West District, at the Memorial Square.
Audrey stood near the high platform with her father, mother, and brother, watching the king in his grand attire passionately delivering his speech.
Since learning about the fall of the God of War, Audrey had gradually lost her reverence for deities and royal power. The noble halo around them was fading and disappearing bit by bit.
After experiencing the fall of the Mind Dragon in her dream, she seemed to see through the cycle of life and death. She gradually lost the emotions, moods, and interests that an ordinary girl should have.
Instead, she felt like an outsider watching a performance on stage, looking down and observing, as if she and they were in two different worlds.
Even the familial affection between her and her parents was constantly diminishing in her heart.
This change made her feel panicked.
She had only stepped into the extraordinary world for a few years, yet she already had the mindset of an old person who had seen through the world.
Audrey shifted her gaze from the passionately speaking George Augustus III to Mr. Hastur standing on the other side.
She noticed that he was listening intently, with a smile on his lips, as if he were enjoying a magnificent stage play.
After a while, Hastur's gaze also turned towards her. Audrey calmly met his eyes for a few seconds, then naturally looked away.
Susie didn't come along. Is she still sleeping?
Hastur glanced around but did not see Susie behind Audrey. For a spectator, today's events would undoubtedly help them play their roles and digest their experiences.
As Hastur pondered, the stern and serious George Augustus III, with his two small mustaches, concluded the first part of his speech and solemnly said:
"Let us mourn for our heroes here. Ladies and gentlemen, follow me in your hearts: In the name of Emperor George Augustus III, may the souls of the dead find peace, and may they become eternal in the divine realm they believe in."
This sentence carried an irresistible authority, causing all the listeners, including Audrey, to involuntarily bow their heads, clasp their hands, and silently recite: "In the name of Emperor George Augustus III, may the souls of the dead find peace, and may they become eternal in the divine realm they believe in."
"In the name of Emperor George Augustus III..."
At the outermost part of the Memorial Square, Klein, wearing a black wool coat and a plain face, prayed along with the surrounding people, showing no abnormalities.
The three-minute-long silence made Klein suspicious.
George Augustus III, who was in the spotlight, was giving a speech here. How would he take the potion?
Would he find an excuse to leave after the speech and then enter the mausoleum to begin his promotion?
He had asked Will about the key points to note for the Black Emperor's promotion ceremony.
The phrase "In the name of Emperor George Augustus III" should be the core of the entire Black Emperor promotion ceremony. To increase the success rate, it must be done at this moment or within two to three minutes after the silence ends.
But the George Augustus III on stage did not seem to have any intention of leaving.
At this moment, Klein's palm suddenly heated up. It was a signal from Bernadette.
This meant that George Augustus III had already started taking the potion to prepare for his promotion!
Klein glanced at the George Augustus III on stage again. He was devoutly mourning, without any extra movements.
It was hard to imagine that this fake George Augustus III had easily deceived the eyes of the three major churches' personnel and was preparing to become a god right under their noses.
How terrifying.
Klein did not hesitate and quietly left the crowd.
He was already at the outermost part of the crowd, and with more people constantly coming to join the excitement, he easily left and headed to the mausoleum he had chosen. After waiting for a while, Mr. Azik tore open a spirit world passage and appeared there.
It had been a long time since Klein had seen Mr. Azik. He had originally wanted to chat with him, but now time was tight, especially since Bernadette had already caused a commotion at another mausoleum in the distance.
"Mr. Azik, please." Klein bowed deeply.
If it weren't for his invitation, Mr. Azik wouldn't have needed to participate in this matter and take unnecessary risks.
"You are my student. It is only right for a teacher to provide some help to his student." Azik smiled, took the blood that broke the mausoleum's seal from Klein's hand, and quickly drew a symbol in the air with his right index finger.
As Mr. Azik's fingertip moved, drops of blood like tiny rubies oozed out and solidified in mid-air.
Soon, a complex symbol composed of overlapping "doors" appeared in mid-air, trembling slightly as if resonating with something.
In the blink of an eye, this blood-red symbol extended into a translucent, illusory door. Through it, one could see a huge mausoleum built of black boulders.
"Let's go."
Azik stepped through the illusory door into the mausoleum.
Klein nodded and followed closely behind Mr. Azik.
Today, Mr. Azik was the main force, and he was just providing some assistance.
But if he were to sneak into the depths of the mausoleum, he still had the ability to create chaos and try to destroy the mausoleum.
"Heh, I've been expecting you!"
Prince Grove Augustus of the Kingdom of Loen sensed Azik and Klein's entry into the mausoleum and quickly appeared to block Azik.
He had a square face, wore a white wig, and had two slightly upturned mustaches, a trait seemingly inherited by the Augustus family, as George Augustus III also had two upturned mustaches.
Grove Augustus, Sequence 3 Chaos Hunter of the Judgment Pathway.
Facing such an opponent, Azik was not too concerned.
Although he had not fully recovered his past strength, it was not difficult to hold off a Sequence 3.
Klein left the battlefield ahead of Mr. Azik and headed deeper into the mausoleum.
Being able to send a Sequence 3 to guard here meant that this was the mausoleum's strongest protector. The strongest inside would be at most Sequence 5 or Sequence 4, and he had enough cards to ensure his life.
Moreover, Mr. Azik had said in his mind, "Remember to call for help if you encounter danger. I still have some strength left."
On the other side, Bernadette, who was already Sequence 2, held a powerful Sealed Artifact left by Roselle and faced William I, the Sequence 1 Hand of Order of the Judgment Pathway, who had been secretly protecting the Kingdom of Loen!
"I didn't expect someone like you to live to this day and even allow your descendants to step on you to ascend," Bernadette said with emotion as she looked at the ancestor of the Augustus family, the founder of the Kingdom of Loen, whose image was printed on the 10-pound note.
This was an old relic, active in the Era of Gods, who had once served the Solomon First Empire and later the Tudor-Trunsoest United Empire.
During the War of the Four Emperors, after the fall of the Night Emperor, he took the Hand of Order characteristic left by the Night Emperor with the support of the Seven Gods, advanced to Sequence 1, and then destroyed the Trunsoest family of the Night Emperor, establishing the Kingdom of Loen.
There had long been rumors that he had fallen, but he had been alive all this time and had been specially sent today to stop her.
"I once met your father. He was a man who was good at creating miracles, but unfortunately, he has fallen, a true talent taken too soon." William I said calmly, "Bernadette, leave now, and I can pretend today's events never happened."
"Hah, trying to use your seniority?" Bernadette sneered.
"You can make a wish to me. I can help you put this annoying old thing into a cesspit or make his body crack open, rot, and fester, experiencing all kinds of torture."
The shadow of the Lamp Genie emerged from the Wishing Lamp, its majestic posture and disdainful gaze causing a ripple of shock in William I's calm expression.
He felt an obvious suppression of his rank!
He was already Sequence 1 Hand of Order. In the absence of a true god in the Judgment Pathway, no other existence within the same pathway should be able to suppress him unless it was an Outer Deity from beyond the stars.
"The Chaos Child who once ruled the Land of Disorder." William I recognized the Lamp Genie's origin. He had read the Blasphemy Slate and knew that the Land of Disorder was once the essence of the Chaos Child.
The Lamp Genie, who had been trying to maintain a mysterious demeanor, was enraged upon hearing the word "once" and shouted for Bernadette to kill this foul-mouthed old thing!
If you can't speak properly, shut up!
What do you mean by "once ruled the Land of Disorder"? That was his essence!
It will belong to him in the future, and no one will be able to take it from him again!
Moreover, he would also settle accounts with the Fool, making him taste the endless years of being sealed!
The Lord of the mystery was more suitable to be made into a Wishing Lamp than him!
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