Today, Styxia, the " Ancient City of Dragonbone "
Stone slab, why do you remain deaf to that lamplight? It is a threat emerging from the Black Tide, radiating a silent oppression. Go and face it, no matter what the outcome may be.
Cipher's recollection ended, "... This concludes my experience posing as a priest at Dawncloud Cliff. While there is considerable artistic embellishment, every word is true."
"These are all top secrets that cannot be revealed. I've never mentioned them to anyone, not even that guy Bartunik."
"You should feel extremely honored to be the first lucky listener."
Cipher looked at the lifeless " Purgers " on the ground, "... Alas~ It's a pity you can neither applaud nor make comments now."
"But that's all minor! I feel incredibly relieved to be able to blurt out a secret I've kept inside for a thousand years."
"But then again, I really didn't expect you guys to be so persistent..."
"I merely deliberately created a flaw, letting you witness me secretly switching the Core Flame... Who would have thought you would actually dare to follow me all the way to the Deathly Shores?"
Cipher didn't understand, "That World-Saving kid was right after all. You scum, ostracized by the Okhema, have no choice but to go down this dark path..."
"One, two, three, four... um..." She counted the number of " Purgers ":
"What's going on? Your boss... that woman named Canis, she doesn't seem to be here. Could she have some other plan...?"
Cipher suddenly clapped her hands. "Ah... I almost forgot, that girl Canis is dead, and we still haven't seen her body."
"Ugh, this is so troublesome... Oh well, for everyone's sake, I'll check everyone's person for any suspicious items."
Cipher brought the Core Flame of Kephale to Styxia for protection and single-handedly dealt with the " Purgers " who came to steal it.
However, the threat was not limited to the Senate's assassins; at the same time, the figure of the ' Flame Reaver ' had also reached the Deathly Shore.
Cipher walked up to an unconscious " Purgers " and removed her mask. "Let me see what kind of face is hidden beneath this mask—"
"Hmm... his face is quite clean. If he weren't wearing a mask, who would guess that such a wicked murderous intent was hidden beneath that skin..."
"That's why you can't possibly judge a person's character based solely on their appearance. It's unreliable, completely unreliable."
"I really envy the seamstress's divine right; she can leave the character traits that can't be discerned from her face to the gold thread's judgment."
"However, when it comes to wielding divine power... I'm not bad either, ha!"
Cipher then walked over to several other " Purgers " and continued investigating the clues:
"That dagger looks good, let me take a look..."
"Wow, it's made of Kremnos steel—these guys are pretty well-equipped."
Cipher sighed, "Are villains really that well-equipped these days?"
"By ordinary standards, your skills are quite good. If you hadn't gone astray, you could have easily become city guards in Okhema, with a stable job, right?"
"What a pity... Remember to be a good person in your next life, and don't do such a dangerous job again."
Cipher looked the " Purgers " up and down, "Who designed these uniforms? So many pockets..."
"This style isn't fashionable anymore, is it? Back when I was working regular jobs at ' Goldweaver ' and a bubble tea shop, I saw quite a few of these..."
Persistence pays off, and Cipher finally found the note the Purgers used for their rendezvous. "Ah, I've got it! What's this?"
Immediately, Cipher flipped through the contact slip from the self -Purgers:
"After the tyrant's death, White Armor incited many refugees to join the defense and redeploy the city's defenses."
"The schedule is as follows: Increased shift changes at Cloud Stone Market; patrols Path of Parting will begin one quarter of an hour earlier than usual, coinciding with the time of departure and the time of disappearance."
"Be sure to pay attention to changes to avoid unnecessary trouble."
Cipher noticed that the paper strip curled up again after being flattened, as if it had been rolled up in the secret container.
"His name was crossed out in red... the head priest of the Flame-Chase Chaser faction. A middle-aged man with gray hair, a hunched back, and a burn scar on his right neck. He would go alone to the prayer hall to pray at the door."
"There will be an exposed nail on the stair railing. An accident might Shut Up him forever."
Continuing down, the congealed dark red bloodstains stained the writing, and the name was wiped away by blood-stained fingers.
" The White Armor and the Saintess have been frequently visiting the Duskglow Courtyard to meet with the healer."
"His words mentioned the Sky Dwellers and the old stories of the Knight of Dawn's Thunder, suggesting that the day to reclaim the Core Flame of Aegle may be drawing near—"
"A thousand-year-old feud will be settled then. Be prepared, that moment is near."
The text was written on the inside of a clean white bandage, and a dry, astringent smell of medicinal herbs wafted out.
Cipher stroked her chin. "'Tyrant' is the seamstress, ' White Armor ' is the World-Saving boy, ' Saintess ' is Sister Tribbie, 'Healer' is Miss Hyacine... Tsk, why isn't my name mentioned?"
"But... passing notes in person? Isn't that a rather primitive method of communication..."
"Ah, right... after the seamstress's divine power disappeared, ' Abyss Web's' speed regressed from a fifth-tier to a second-tier era..."
"It seems I misunderstood you—the internet speed on Line 2 is indeed not as fast as sending a letter in person."
Cipher stopped thinking about it. "Sigh~ Anyway, I've done what I was supposed to do. Now, all I have to do is wait for the World-Saving and the others..."
Rumble!
Suddenly, a loud bang came from the horizon!
Cipher looked in the direction of the sound, "Huh?! That's--"
The noise came from the horizon, could it be...?
As if she had thought of something, Cipher's lips curled up slightly, "You've got some skill, World-Saving kid—but shouldn't this credit also go to that alien Huizi from that day?"
"I've seen it. That guy's personality is a bit... humorous, but his strength is astonishing," Cipher said with a smile.
"Since Aegle's Core Flame has also been taken away, then..."
"... The threat to the Journey of Flame-Chase now only has one left."
As soon as she finished speaking, Cipher looked towards the gate. "Wow... they came really fast. That guy... didn't even give me any time to prepare myself."
"Then... shall I, this young lady, give you a go?"
She stretched her limbs briefly and then walked forward.
Meanwhile, the " Eternity " stands
Ye Yan unfolded his virtual screen, simultaneously observing the situation on all three sides:
On one side is Cipher alone in the " Ancient City of Dragonbone " Styxia, and on the other side is Phainon and her group who escaped from the " Dome Stronghold " Eye of Dawn and Dusk.
There's another side... that's Xing, who's having a blast fighting the Flame Reaver.
"The real show is about to begin."