Inside the main factory building of "Black Bear Cannery" which has been expanded several times, there is a brightly lit office.
Shermane, who is wearing a gray dress that outlines her beautiful figure, is calculating this month's accounts at her desk. Not far from her, Leonard Mitchell, who is wearing a shirt and vest with the hem of his clothes exposed, is reading the newspaper leisurely, waiting for Shermane to finish today's work.
Except for the two of them, there were no other staff in the office, and the entire factory stopped working in the afternoon. Except for a few night guards, all workers had gone home early.
Even with the supply of materials from Bayam, this factory has recently fallen into a situation of insufficient operation... Leonard put down the newspaper and moved his eyes around the empty office, finally stopping at Shermane's long brown hair and the elegant arc from neck to shoulders.
"It's going to be over soon. The time to start work this month is less than half of the previous time, and the accounts are not many."
As if feeling Leonard's gaze, this "boss" of several factories, but still likes to check the accounts in person, "Pleasure" Demoness raised his head and looked here, smiled and said.
"It doesn't matter, I get more energetic as the night goes on."
Leonard waved his hand and answered, immediately realizing that his words were somewhat ambiguous, and quickly changed the topic:
"Apart from this Canned Food Factory, do other factories belonging to you also face the same problem?"
He was referring to other food factories acquired by Shermane under the instructions of Angel.
"It's almost the same. The transportation route from Bayam to Backlund has been attacked by the navy of Intis and Feynapotter many times. The efficiency is not as good as before. The price of other raw materials on the market has increased several times, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it... Maybe it won't be long before, except for the part that supplies the army, other production will stop due to shortage of raw materials."
Shermane sighed and replied. She is not worried about the factory's profits, but feels that if there is a complete shutdown, those workers will lose their source of income and be in a desperate situation.
Her thoughts were a little confused, so she simply closed the ledger and turned to look at Leonard. Her round but perfectly matched face was full of worry.
"Are you going to the front line soon?"
she asked.
Leonard hesitated for a moment and nodded:
"My 'Spirit Warlock' has been digested and I am waiting for the promotion notice of Holy Cathedral. Maybe in a month or two, maybe next week... Once the promotion is completed and becomes Demigod, it is unlikely to stay in Backlund."
The Dunn and Daly he knew had left one after another to go to Winter County to resist the invasion of the Feysac Empire and God of War Church.
Maybe one day I will receive news of their sacrifices. Although there is no official notification from the church, the names of several senior deacons have not appeared in internal materials for a long time, and they may have been sacrificed on the front line... Leonard Some dark emotions are constantly growing in his heart.
In order to adjust his mood, he continued to ask:
"What about you? How is the progress of Potion's acting?"
It has been half a year since the two officially confirmed their relationship. They are no longer in a state where they still feel embarrassed when facing this kind of topic. Shermane heard this and said with a puzzled expression on his face:
"I have almost finished digesting Potion of 'Pleasure', which is a bit strange. According to Miss Angelica and Miss Triss, acting at this stage should be more difficult, but my digestion is very smooth."
This should be attributed to me... Leonard couldn't help but straighten his waist. Just as he was about to make a few comments, Pallez's somewhat joking voice came to his ears:
"The effect of acting lies in the intensity of feedback, which has a lot to do with the Sequence and personality of the acting target."
Sequence? I am just Sequence 5...Leonard, who was a little confused, turned his head to the side and subconsciously wanted to ask, but then realized that the Shermane in front of him didn't know that there was a "Marauder" Angel in his body...
Huh? Marauder's Angel... both the personality and Sequence are much higher than Shermane... An idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he understood the meaning of Pallez, and his expression became a little embarrassed.
Although Pallez admitted that he could only obtain the vision and hearing of Leonard, and used Spirituality to sense the abnormality around him, and promised that at certain times he would close his senses so as not to "disturb" "The two get along, but Leonard has a weird feeling when he thinks that when he and Shermane are talking frankly, there is a Angel in his body who is more than two thousand years old.
Just when he didn't know how to answer Shermane's words, Pallez's serious warning sound suddenly came:
"Beyonder is nearby... preparing to invade your subconscious."
What?
Leonard suddenly stood up from the sofa and reached for Charm in his pocket.
Forsaken Land of the Gods is always dark, with occasional lightning flashes. Klein holds a lantern in one hand and holds it in the air with the other hand. He pulls out the projection of Angel from Historical Void and puts her in front of him.
The purple eyes under her pale blond bangs looked forward aimlessly, then blinked after a moment and regained their usual agility.
Located at the other end of Forsaken Land of the Gods, Angel, who had just arrived at the abandoned Giant Village from the altar of Sona Island, hid himself in Mirror World and arrived here with the help of the connection between Historical Projection and Mirror Substitution.
Looking around, Angel's eyes rested on a piece of gray mist less than a hundred meters in front of the two of them.
The fog that rises vertically like a high wall extends to the farthest point as far as the eye can see. The top reaches straight into the sky, as if there is no end, and even the lightning that lights up from time to time stops in front of it.
After squinting his eyes for a moment, he found that the fog was in a solidified state, but it looked like Gray Fog. In fact, it was no different from a barrier. Angel asked doubtfully:
"Is this the 'Mist Wall' you said isolating Western Continent from Forsaken Land of the Gods?"
Klein nodded and introduced:
"I tried walking for hundreds of kilometers in both directions, but there was no change in this Mist Wall. It is the same when digging downwards and flying upwards. It cannot be penetrated by using abilities such as 'Door Opening'. Even if the fog is pushed away, there is still more fog behind it.
"I think this is essentially a mystical seal that cannot be circumvented by conventional methods in space."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed it several times in the air, finally summoning the projection of Grade 0 Sealed Artifact and "Staff of the Stars" formed by the characteristics of "Planeswalker". He sketched in his mind the Lightning Storm that he had seen before, belonging to "Lord of Storms" and projected towards Amon.
"Staff of the Stars" immediately manifested a series of thick lightnings that ran through the sky and the earth, and struck down on the barrier formed by Gray Fog with a force that made Angel a little wary. However, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing even the slightest change in the solidified mist.
Angel Originally came to Forsaken Land of the Gods this time to communicate with Klein about "travelers", but when he saw that the lightning that could kill a Saint couldn't shake this Mist Wall, he suddenly became interested.
She asked Klein to stay away, and she communicated with Special Mirror World formed by "City of Calamity", using Molora The mirrors placed by Underground Mausoleum summoned the projection of "Salinger’s Blood Banner", allowing this blood-stained flag representing war to fly in Forsaken Land of the Gods, which has not had a war for thousands of years.
With the arrival of "Red Priest" Uniqueness, invisible and colorless flames emerged all around. This kind of flame that can burn all tangible materials was restrained by Angel, making her figure become illusory in the high temperature air, as if she was in another world.
Then, Angel's gaze penetrated the invisible flame beside him and fell on the gray-white Mist Wall in front of him. With the help of Sealed Artifact's personality in his hand, he gave it the irresistible "Catastrophe".
Centered on the spot where her gaze fell, the gray-white fog completely solidified into a mottled stone wall, and quickly spread to all sides. Soon, the fog with a radius of a hundred meters was completely destroyed by Petrification. They could no longer maintain a balance with each other, and fell in front of Angel like a mountain collapsing.
As the part of Mist Wall was hit by "Catastrophe", its whole body also began to tremble slightly, as if it was about to collapse due to the structural imbalance of the part.
But soon, the endless thick fog behind the empty large piece of fog surged out from the depths, filling the gap caused by "Catastrophe". There was no gap in the entire Mist Wall, and the previous calm was restored.
It seems that Sequence 1's power is powerless. I even doubt that those True Gods who came here will not be able to open the barrier to the Western Continent. Otherwise, thousands of years have passed, and Gods would have entered that area and found the Sefirahs they need. I'm afraid only the truly complete Sefirah power, or the power of "Great Old One", has a chance to break this block Mist Wall, but most Sefirah was locked inside, and it fell into an endless loop... Angel curled his lips regretfully, waved his hand to erase the projection of "Salinger’s Blood Banner", and the flames beside him also disappeared.
Klein, who was watching from the sidelines, looked at it with a look like "Look, I just said it can't be opened."
I'll deal with you after I finish my business... She murmured to herself, and left the area where countless Petrification Gray Fog collapsed together with Klein, and came to a city with lights all around and its outline looming in the darkness.
"That's what I call 'Moon City', a city-state that survived Great Cataclysm like City of Silver, but City of Silver has 'Black-Faced Grass'. There is no need to eat deformed monsters, endure the erosion and crazy accumulation of toxins, but Moon City cannot..."
Klein slowly introduced what he had gained from exploring the surroundings these days, with a somewhat dull tone.
In the picture he sketched, Angel also felt the heavy pain that had weighed on this city and its residents for more than three thousand years, and understood why Klein had stayed here for a long time, and had been helping Moon City's residents treat their injuries, get rid of toxins, and appease the madness.
Finally, Klein's tone became a little more relaxed and continued:
"Fortunately, I also gained a lot in the process of helping Moon City. The 'Demonic Wolf' I was looking for once came nearby and picked up something. This allowed me to have a glimpse of his action pattern and have a preliminary hunting plan... In addition, Moon City was originally 'Ancient Sun God' was established to guard this Mist Wall stronghold. For thousands of years, the residents tried to worship Gray Fog as God, held various rituals, and received some feedback in the process of constantly modifying Honorific Name and the rituals.
"I recreated the ceremony according to their plan, and I did hear vague sounds coming from the mist..."
Speaking of this, Klein hesitated a little, but after a while he still said a short sentence in Chinese:
"...Blessing of the Primordial Yellow Celestial Worthy."
Then, he translated the title with Loenese. Of course, he made a slight modification and did not become "King of Yellow and Black who is in charge of Good Luck".
Otherwise, this will directly point to "Fool", to myself... He looked at Angel, first a little stunned because of the unfamiliar Chinese sentence, and then fell into deep thought after he translated it, muttering in his heart.
But the next second, the other party's answer made him freeze in place:
"Klein, is there a possibility that this 'Blessing of the Primordial Yellow Celestial Worthy'..." she said in Chinese that was a bit difficult to pronounce even after learning it for more than half a year, "... referring to Mr. 'Fool'?" "
Klein The back of his head was numb for an instant, and then the feeling spread along his spine and throughout his body, causing tiny bumps to bulge on his skin.
Using "Joker's" ability to control body changes to maintain a superficial calm, Klein frowned slightly and asked in a low voice as if he was worried about being heard by Mr. "Fool":
"Why do you think so?"
Angel also lowered his voice subconsciously and said after consideration:
"Because some of the information involves the pollution of the 'starry sky', I can't say anything yet, but this 'Celestial Worthy' is related to the seal of the Western Continent, and that seal is probably this Mist Wall."
She pointed to Gray Fog, which was almost invisible in the distance but still illuminated by lightning.
"In addition, a certain poor person who was once sealed by Celestial Worthy also personally identified him, saying that this Celestial Worthy has mastered Sefirah Castle, Sefirah, and is shameless, cunning, cruel, and likes Fooling others..."
Ah, shameless, cunning, cruel, me?
Klein was almost stunned, but then he realized that the "poor man" should not be talking about himself as "Fool", but the person who controlled Sefirah Castle before, the real "Blessing of the Primordial Yellow Celestial Worthy".
This was also the judgment he made after hearing the prayer in Mist Wall.
But there is no way to explain it to her, otherwise it will involve too many problems, especially since her Mirror Person asked me to be promoted to Miracle Invoker first, and then consider the "showdown"... Klein's expression did not change, but her heart kept stirring.
In the end, he could only ask in a deep voice:
"Do you think this is describing Mr. 'Fool'?"
"My Mirror Person also asked me this, but I think it shouldn't be the case."
Angel answered honestly.
Thank you, Angelica's Mirror Person...Klein expressed his gratitude in his heart to "Angel" who seemed a little hostile to him, but always helped at critical moments, and nodded:
"Is this why you didn't let Mr. Fool drag us to Gray Fog, but came directly to Forsaken Land of the Gods to meet and communicate?"
"You obviously started this topic first," Angel muttered in a low voice, "The reason why I dare not communicate in Grey Mist is because of another topic, the topic about Evernight Goddess..."
Her voice became lower and lower, almost babbled.
"... I suspect that Goddess is a 'traveler' from Old Era just like us."
There is a chance of collapse at night.