Zaratul: Why was it you?
Amyrius himself was not directly affiliated with the Royal Family; his family likely had a cooperative relationship with the Royal Family, belonging to another force that controlled the Military. Seeing his reaction at this moment, Luther knew that this general of the Ministry of Defense was not too involved in the king's plans.
So he really thought I just wanted to sabotage the King of Shit's speech?
Luther was almost laughing.
I'm not that free.
Time was of the essence, and he had no time to chat with the other party. With a wave of his right hand, a slender silver sword appeared.
Upon seeing this, Amyrius's eyes narrowed, and a powerful aura of authority suddenly emanated from his body as he solemnly proclaimed:
"This area is off-limits..."
"Silence!"
A Filth and insane murmur rang out faster and more violently than he could, forcefully drowning out his voice and unleashing its terrifying effects upon him.
"Gah..."
Amyrius immediately felt his vocal cords become stiff, as if Filth rust Corrosion his throat. His "Edict" was forcibly crushed in his stomach before it could be issued.
Before he could adjust his stance and launch a counterattack, his vision was filled with a dazzling Silver Light! "Boom!"
Luther used his "Mercury transformation" ability to Blink in front of Amyrius, raised his jet-black "Blade of Flesh and Spirit," and slammed it horizontally into Emilius's chest and abdomen.
The powerful force and the Corrosion Curse acted on him simultaneously, Amyrius was sent flying, crashing to the ground.
Luther didn't look at the admiral again, but instead turned his attention to the broadcasting base station in front of him.
Immediately afterwards--
"Buzz!"
A flash of silver light streaked across the area, instantly illuminating the complex with blinding brilliance. The light weaved and sliced, tearing the transmitting antennas into tiny fragments.
"My antenna!!"
Inside the main control room, Doctor Torina watched as his years of hard work were utterly Destruction, and he couldn't help but let out a desperate cry.
It's all over. All my hard work and research over the years has easily turned to dust. Not only that, His Majesty's national speech is also going to fail. Will I be held responsible and imprisoned...?
Just as he was vividly imagining the tragic second half of his life, he suddenly realized that all the instruments in the control room were still working properly, and the king's recorded voice was still echoing in the control room, as if there were non-existent antennas transmitting the signal, allowing the speech to continue to spread throughout the kingdom.
Why? Everything is already destroyed...
Fear and confusion gradually appeared on Torina's face.
He couldn't help but begin to question whether all of this was truly a success of his research.
Wow, it didn't just use science, it also used techniques from the mystical side...
Luther cursed under his breath.
Feedback from the Flesh Puppet came back from all over the country: the king's speech in the Square was still ongoing. The fact that the transmitting antennas were still functioning despite Destruction indicated that there must be some Beyonder Ability at play.
Damn it, it seems that stopping the speech from spreading is not an option...
Fortunately, he didn't waste too much time. From appearing here to defeating Amyrius and completely Destruction the broadcasting station, it took a maximum of thirty seconds. Now there's plenty of time to switch to the next step of the plan.
The only option left is to destroy the Mausoleum!
Amidst the Smoke and Dust of the collapsed building, Luther's figure flashed and then vanished completely.
I wonder how far things are going with "The Queen Mystic" and Trissy... ----
Within the territory of Loen, in the Awwa County.
Near another Mausoleum of George III, a figure broke free of invisibility and appeared out of thin air.
This is a beautiful young girl with smooth, glossy black hair, a round and sweet face, and an outstanding temperament.
Trissy the Demoness, another partner in this operation.
She approached the tomb, took out a small metal vial, and used the blood inside to trace the symbol provided by Mr. "Door" in the air.
A virtual door quickly took shape.
Trissy stepped through the door, disappearing again as she did so.
She nimbly leaped down the cliff at the entrance, landing in a dark, deep valley whose bottom was difficult to see.
During her descent, Trissy moved as Feather Fall as a feather, yet her speed was by no means slow. As a Demigod of the Sequence 4 "Assassin" Pathway, most of the guardians around the Mausoleum could hardly detect her presence.
But just as she was about to reach the vicinity of the tomb, a majestic voice suddenly rang out in the surrounding air:
"Concealment is forbidden here." An invisible rule acted in the surroundings, forcibly revealing Trissy's figure.
It's you!
Trissy looked up and shouted angrily.
Before the magnificent Mausoleum, a middle-aged man had appeared. He was handsome, with golden eyes, and wore an exquisite and well-tailored suit, looking mature and elegant.
Selt, the head of Celt MI9.
He wore a crown Weaving from thorns, and pure light was constantly gathering inside the crown, weaving into Ocean of light.
Royal Family Collection, Sealed Artifact "0-36"!
Outside Backlund, in front of Ruin No. 1.
Having "Travel," Luther quickly drew a symbol from his blood and stepped into the gate where the symbol was formed.
"Careful."
He had just stepped out of the illusory gate when he heard the Ship Spirit, Antiya, give him a warning.
Looking around, he realized he hadn't arrived at George III's secret Mausoleum, but was surrounded by a strange sight:
A dark, pointed church stood before them, its wide doors open, revealing what was on the ceiling inside. There, suspended high above, were men in overalls, gentlemen in top hats, girls with ruffled Top Hat, and ladies with lace flowers forming their skirts...
As if a breeze were blowing, their bodies swayed gently and bumped into each other.
"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"
Black crows circled around the church spire, emitting chilling cries.
Luther watched this scene with cold eyes, and a name immediately flashed into his mind—
Zaratul!
The leader of the Secret Order, an old friend of Roselle, and an extraordinary being of the Sequence 1 of the "Seer" Pathway!
When Klein attempted to access the "Antigonus Family Notebook," he was sent by the Goddess to a strange town where he met Zaratul. Based on Zarathustra's description, Luther quickly confirmed his identity.
So this guy also supported George III!?
Clearly, Luther was now being interfered with by Zaratul. After passing through the open gate, he hadn't been able to enter George III's secret Mausoleum, but instead found himself in this eerie and terrifying place. Just then, the suspended crowd slowly turned their heads, all facing Luther.
"Strange... why... is it you..."
All the corpses spoke at the same moment, each in a different voice, uttering the same question, "Gehrman... where is Sparrow?"
This old bastard's target is also Klein!
Unfortunately, he was a step behind Amon... He was quite popular though...
Luther sneered and asked in return:
"Aren't you Seer? Going to get your Divination?"
"..."
The corpse Marionette fell silent.
The next instant, Luther suddenly felt his body stiffen, and the surrounding environment became extremely stagnant!