Proceeding in Tandem

Inside the renovated reception hall of Red Swan Castle on the outskirts of Trier. The high-hanging crystal chandelier can also emit dazzling light during the day. The armchairs, coffee tables and pianos required for holding the salon are all isolated on the other side of the room by the long bar. Facing the city of Trier, where you can vaguely see the city wall and the golden spire of the Sacred Heart Monastery, there are only two single sofas placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with two red-haired men sitting on them. One of them is the current owner of Red Swan Castle, the hidden master of the Sauron family, "Weather Warlock" Glad Sauron. He is wearing a leather hunting jacket and fitted breeches, black boots tiptoeing on the thick carpet, and his eyes stay on another person. The latter was wearing a black vest and a white shirt, with his right foot resting on his left knee. He was slumped on the sofa, lazily looking at the rising sun. "If you look at it like this all day long, your Lord will not give you the 'Conqueror' attribute. If you want it, get it yourself." Glade sneered and said, then he picked up the glass containing dark red wine next to him and took a sip, letting the blood-like liquid seep out from his lips. "Medici, you should know that your last chance has been lost. Besides, I don't think you really worked hard for it. Are you afraid of that woman... that goddess?" He added. Medici on the sofa glanced sideways at Glad Soren, shook his feet on his knees, pointed at one of the scars that were vaguely visible on both sides of his cheeks, and said, "I originally reserved a place for you here, but it seems like you don't need it because you can be so noisy." That was the mouth of him or the "Red Angel" evil spirit, when Sauron was still in a state of fusion with himself. At that time, the three of them were mainly Medici, who had once accommodated the uniqueness of the "Red Priest". The other two did not have many conditions to interfere with the outside world except to destroy his action of chanting the name of the true Creator. However, at this time, they were reborn one after another, possessing bodies, regaining the power of angels, and even being able to talk face to face. They had to sigh at the wonder of fate. "You can talk to Einhorn about this. I believe he will agree to fuse with you again. Of course, he will be the main one, and you are just the extra extraordinary characteristics in his body." Glade said in a mocking tone again, "I guess he has regained control of the family and used that 'conqueror' characteristic to advance to Sequence 1." "He hasn't yet." Medici put down his feet, turned sideways to Sauron, and answered seriously. During this period, he has been studying how to obtain this only remaining "conqueror" characteristic. He has done a lot of research on the Einhorn family of the Feysac Empire, which was defeated by Loen three years ago, and is certain that the opponent's Sequence 1 characteristic has not yet turned into a magic potion. "Although the promotion ceremony of Sequence 1 is not difficult, it is not so easy to achieve. Einhorn is no longer an evil spirit. Instead, like us, he used the 'Weather Warlock' characteristics separated from the 'Conqueror' and the flesh and blood of family members to resurrect himself. If he wants to be promoted now, he can only go through the process again, instead of swallowing the characteristics alive, using the state of an evil spirit to avoid the risk of madness and loss of control. "Besides, under this recent situation, he probably won't take the risk of being promoted to Sequence 1. After all, the attitude of the goddess above him is unclear, and Fusac and his family no longer have real divine blessing. " At the end of the sentence, Medici stood up and glanced at the rising sun outside the window. Then why don't you go and get the "Conqueror"... Glade chuckled secretly, changed the topic, and said: "You felt it that day too, right? " Medici withdrew his gaze, buried himself in the soft sofa again, and nodded: "The one who has indeed solved the activated consciousness in the 'City of Disaster' is the 'origin of war' that we worshiped before. Now, I am afraid that he is only one step away from becoming a great being, and is in charge of the 'natural disaster of destruction' of both the witch and the red priest. "But the consciousness and spirit of the source of matter are eternal. All he can do is merge with it and compete for the dominant part... Of course, I believe that there is a high probability that the guy with a fiery personality and a stable state will be the dominant one, just like I was the dominant one among the three of us at the beginning." "Tsk," Glade spat and sneered, "That's why I pushed you out to be a clown after Einhorn and I discussed it. Don't you think it's stupid to quarrel with yourself when you have two mouths on your face? In the eyes of others, the 'Red Angel' is not a crazy evil spirit, but a comedian." "Oh, who was the one who cried and said that after he got out, he would seek revenge on Tuduo and kill every one of his descendants? Then he was overjoyed after seeing the down-and-out Tuduo bloodline that even his own ancestors had forgotten?" Medici retorted with contempt, and when the other party's expression suddenly changed and he was about to curse, he sighed again and said, "It was still easy and simple during that time. I would bicker with you and laugh at each other every day. I didn't have as many worries as I do now..." Glad Soren opened his mouth, but in the end he did not blurt out the curse in his mouth, but his expression softened a little and said, "Anyway, there's someone taller now, and that's not me, and it's not you." "It should have been me." Medici subconsciously replied, "But you are right, when the end of the world really comes, everything will have nothing to do with us." He squinted at Sauron, who was sitting on the sofa with red wine, suddenly smiled and said, "Speaking of which, if you can lick that goddess more and beg for mercy in front of her, you might have a chance to be promoted to Sequence 1 before the end. Apart from Einhorn's share and the cornerstone of maintaining the 'old days', wouldn't there be a share of conquerors?" Glade sneered and looked up and down at Medici, who had his legs crossed again and his red hair draped over his shoulders. "What about you? You can't be promoted in the hunter path. Witches may be good. Angels from the original 'Witch Sect' will most likely not be able to get the chance to be promoted to Sequence 1, but your master can exchange a copy of the 'Doomsday' characteristic with the goddess to give you a taste of witch." Even if I become an evil spirit and be locked up underground for two thousand years, keeping company with Tudor and Chic, I don't want to become... Medici was about to open his mouth to refute, but his expression changed. He looked at the sun outside the window again. ———— Looking back at the sun, which had a different angle, direction, and intensity of light than a few seconds ago, Forsi looked around and confirmed that he had reached his destination. This is the central region of the Southern Continent, the former "Highland Kingdom" Racle area, which has been colonized by Intis for many years. The recent vigorous anti-colonial movement has also spread here. In addition, the countries in the Northern Continent do have the intention to abandon the colonial areas of the Southern Continent and shrink their sphere of influence for recuperation. Autonomy has been basically restored here, and under the call of the "Black Emperor", an efficient provisional government was quickly formed to take over the land and resume production instead of wasting time in meaningless political chaos. Of course, Forsi was not here to help the new regime. To her, the Highland Kingdom was most famous for its seemingly endless collection of ancient tombs and the endless stream of mummies being transported to the Northern Continent. The purpose of her trip was a mission ordered by Miss "Queen" to find part of the remains of Guidas. Looking towards the lake not far away that looked sparkling in the sunlight, Forsi soon discovered a lonely figure standing by the lake. The next second, her figure disappeared and reappeared, and she came to the person. The latter was a middle-aged man with bronze skin, black hair and brown eyes. His facial profile had the characteristics of a native of the Southern Continent, but he was wearing a Loen-style gentleman's dress and a silk hat. When their eyes met, a mole under his ear caught Forsi's attention. It's the "Angel of Death" under Mr. Fool... Recently, Forsi has used the convenience of teleportation to attend masses in Fool's churches in various places. After learning about the images of angels recorded in several sacred scriptures, Forsi quickly recognized the other person as the angel who participated in today's action with him. He breathed a sigh of relief, took the initiative to step forward, and asked for confirmation, "Is this Mr. Azik Eggers?" From Mr. "Gate" of the Abraham family, she learned that his other identity was the son of the "God of Death" in the Fourth Age and the consul of the Balam Empire who once ruled the Southern Continent, so she spoke in a particularly respectful tone. What's more, this is an existence that Miss "Queen" calls "him" instead of "him". It is also described in detail in the Holy Scriptures of the Church of Fools, which gave Forsi a lot of guesses. The man's eyes slowly focused on Forsi. It seemed that his mind was on other things just now. After a moment, he nodded and replied in a soft voice, "It's me, you must be Ms. Forse Wall. "I didn't expect that after Abraham's ancestor returned, an angel with a 'door' path would be born so soon. " In fact, I was surprised myself. Even just five years ago, I couldn't imagine being able to talk face to face with an angel and be called a lady. At that time, one of me and Xio was affected by the full moon curse, and the other was running for his father's unjust case. Even mid-level extraordinary people like "Vice Admiral Hurricane" who relied on sealed artifacts to become famous could scare us and flee... Forsi felt a little emotional for a moment. She immediately thought of her promotion to an angel. After "returning from school", she thought that Sequence 1 of the "Gate" path had nothing to do with her. After becoming Sequence 2, she could sleep peacefully. However, she became the only angel in the Tarot Society except for the two gods. She had the fate of running around every day. Her expression fell, and she answered slowly under Azik's calm gaze: "Yes, I followed the goddess's oracle and came here to look for the remains of 'Jidas'. " In the early years, only believers of the Goddess of the Night were referred to as the honorific title "Goddess", while other believers would call it "Night". But now there is another "Goddess of Disaster", and as the belief in doomsday is becoming more and more widespread, it is difficult to tell who this abbreviation refers to. Of course, according to Forsi, the original believer of the "God of Steam" and now the believer of "The Fool" and "Disaster", there is only one possibility. Regarding her statement, the Angel of Death under "The Fool" did not feel any surprise, and just hummed and said: "Me too, but I have to wait for another helper to arrive. " There is also a helper... If nothing else, it will also be an angel. Miss "Queen" said that the underworld in the southern continent is very dangerous, and it is suspected that the body of the oldest god of death is left behind... Thinking of this, Forsi couldn't help but ask: "We will enter the underworld later? " "Not the one in the traditional sense, but an independent and special underworld," Azik glanced at Forsi and explained in a calm tone, like a scholar discussing academics, "Since the death of my father, the 'underworld' in a broad sense has closed the door to most of the undead. The dead cannot enter there and can only wander between the spirit world and reality. This is also the reason why the countries of the Northern Continent in the Fifth Era implemented purification and cremation to prevent the resentful souls of intelligent creatures from turning into evil spirits. " "But no matter which underworld, it is a place that the living should not approach. Unless you are a high-level 'god of death' path or you are a resentful soul or undead, you will die quickly if you enter the underworld, and angels are no exception. " So, I thought it was the result of the hygiene movement that arose during the reign of Emperor Russell. After becoming a Beyonder, I speculated that it was the church's method of preventing evil spirits. It turns out that there is such a deep secret... Forsi, who had just become an angel, had a shallow foundation and was not as knowledgeable as his two teachers. He immediately thought that he was neither a path to death nor a resentful spirit, and asked doubtfully: "Then do I need to go in with you and the helper? " "Of course, your abilities will be useful. " Azik nodded, stretched out his hand and took a gold mask smeared with white or black paint from the hand of a tall skeletal figure that suddenly appeared, handed it to Forsi, and continued: "Wearing it, you can be protected from the corrosion of the breath of death, but your body will gradually transform into an undead creature. Of course, both of these are advantages in the underworld. " Let me just say that His Majesty the Angel of Death must be prepared for this... Forsi calmed down, took the mask, and let his spirit confirm that what the other party said was not false. So, the other helper should be from the undead or "God of Death" path? Otherwise Mr. Azik will prepare another mask... As soon as this idea came to her mind, a beautiful figure wearing a complicated and gloomy dress, with blond hair and red eyes and an indifferent expression appeared in front of her. ———— In the depths of the misty sea where the heavy rain is heavy and the waves are turbulent, several ancient sailboats are moving quickly in the wind and rain. They were going against the sea wind, but the sails were swelling forward, as if there was a strong wind of their own blowing behind them. The speed was actually a bit faster than on the calm sea. The sailors with steady steps were busy on the deck. From time to time, some people jumped directly into the dangerous sea and dived below without any equipment, as if they were searching for some treasure. Around the ships, the storm calmed eerily, like a calm in the eye of a storm. In the captain's room, Alger's appearance was changed with the "hypocrisy" ring. Alger, who was not wearing the usual papal mask of the Poseidon Church, held a brass compass with scratches and dark green rust on the surface in one hand, and pointed at the body half wrapped in a shroud in front of him with his other hand. His spirituality continued to spread. Under his spiritual touch, the twisted pointer of the compass in his hand, like a branch growing on its own, slowly moved to the 5 o'clock position. That should originally represent the most desired thing in the heart of the compass user, but combined with the part of "Gedas"'s body, it can point to another part. Is it yawing again... or is that part of the body not walking in a straight line? No, it might also be attracted by the body of "Gedas" in front of me, and it is approaching the ship, but we always pass by each other... Alger closed the compass and ordered in a voice that sounded like electricity: "Stop the boat and search the sea below. " If he was still sitting on the "Blue Avenger", it would be able to stop safely in the storm without his instructions at this time. But after learning that the ghost ship of the Tudor Empire was a relic left by "Blood Emperor" Tudor, even if the Church of Storms sent it to the hands of the "Poseidon Church", he did not dare to sit out to sea again. Fortunately, the people following the ship were all skilled sailors, including many Extraordinaries. They quickly stopped the ship, and several crew members passing by the "sailors" jumped into the sea one after another, looking for targets in the deep blue and almost black sea. Not long after, the sailors shouted in surprise from the deck: "I found it, it's a head! " The harvest really belongs to the devout... Alger raised his right hand and was about to hit his left chest. He reacted at the last moment and instead caressed his chest gently, praising the "Fool" and the "Goddess of Disaster".