chsdbacks Chapter 181 The Story Two Years Ago
Chapter 181 The Story Two Years Ago
Chapter 181 The Story of Two Hundred Years Ago
Death has fallen.
It would be completely impossible for the name of an angel from the Spirit Cult to be spread throughout the Northern Continent.
The "Bound Gods" began to become active in West Bayron, but it was unrealistic for them to wreak havoc there, as there were different factions within the Cult of Spirits.
The "Artificial Death God Faction" led by Heitel has been trying to awaken the "Sleeping" Death God and completely opposes the "Pale Queen's" promotion to Sequence 1.
It is extremely difficult for Shia Palenque Eggers to ascend to Sequence 1.
There is another option: as a descendant of Death, one can use the name of Death to shape oneself and complete the ritual. The hidden danger is that one becomes more and more like Death, until one becomes equivalent to Death.
Originally, this was extremely difficult, after all, he was just a descendant of the Grim Reaper with a very thin bloodline, and there were many members of the royal faction. If he hadn't received some help, he wouldn't have been able to even embark on this dangerous path.
The Pale Queen has persisted for over two hundred years. If the "psychologist" of this "prophecy" doesn't come soon, he feels he's about to lose control and go to the raging sea to find the treasure of the Grim Reaper, or pray to the artificial Grim Reaper, or be on the verge of losing control and then be influenced by the "artificial Grim Reaper".
He's increasingly resembling "Death".
Chael followed behind the "Pale Queen" into her bedchamber. The furnishings were exquisite, the most striking feature being the dense white feathers on the ground. Anyone who didn't know better would think that a feathered serpent was shedding its feathers.
"What is your relationship with the Jacob family?"
Amidst the fluctuations of spiritual energy, the gates were tightly shut, effectively separating the palace into a separate world. The pale flames flickering in Shia Palenque Eggers' eyes were exceptionally cold, as she looked into Shael's eyes, as if searching for something within them.
"It doesn't matter. Jacob is Jacob, and the dragon is the dragon."
Before coming, "Shael" naturally used the audience's abilities to learn about the empress's growth history. According to the information obtained, it is a typical story of a collateral illegitimate daughter of a family who suddenly becomes enlightened, then crushes a group of direct family members, and incidentally massacres the Eggers family.
This empress appears to be the product of a member of the Eggers family after a night of drinking; her birth mother seems to be deceased...
"You stole the Nightmare Dragon's identity and destiny?"
Shia Palenque Eggers sat on the edge of the bed, seemingly casually tidying his hair, but his voice was extremely cold, as if it were a whisper from the underworld.
"You may have misunderstood something."
The Nightmare Dragon categorically denied it, having no desire to know whether the Pale Queen was merely a whim he had two hundred years ago.
Sleeve hasn't experienced this period yet; even the story of the Fourth Age has only just begun, not yet fast-forwarding to the early stages of the Fifth Age.
"Two hundred years ago, you helped me ascend to Sequence 1 and told me that in October 1349, a 'psychologist' who could cure my psychological problems would come to my door. Are you telling me that an angel of the Thief pathway could have foreseen the future of an angel of the Audience pathway two hundred years ago?"
The Pale Queen's laughter was cold, and her gaze toward Shael was as if she were looking at a dead man. The "authority" of the Death Path swept over the Nightmare Dragon, as if trying to see through this shell to the more core, more essential things inside.
"Let's talk about the treatment plan."
Chael used his abilities to ward off such spying.
There's nothing I can say right now, since I haven't experienced this myself.
"This place is sealed by the authority of 'death,' so you don't need to worry about your identity."
As the "Pale Queen" spoke, she closed her eyes, and the last trace of life on her body seemed to disappear. "Shael" raised her hand, and a colorful bubble enveloped the "Pale Queen," a perfect match for treating psychological problems.
The aura of death he absorbed from the "Pale Queen" was the final key to finding the tomb of death.
The surface of the seven-colored bubbles was quickly covered with a layer of pure white feathers, which seemed to be the remnants of the spirit of death. They were gradually being absorbed. For Xia'er, this was just the time for a seed planted two hundred years ago to bloom, and she felt no ripples in her heart.
Even if he had guessed most of it, things he hadn't personally experienced weren't enough to move him.
A land forsaken by God.
Chael once again visited the tomb of the former chief of Silver City.
If he wants to leave the Forsaken Land, this Sequence 3 ferryman might be able to offer some help.
The advancement ceremony for the Sequence Three Ferryman requires summoning a gate to the underworld, thus becoming a part of the underworld and death. With the influence of the artificial death god, it is possible to leave the Forsaken Land through the underworld, just as one can quickly travel between the Forsaken Land and the Northern Continent through the Abyss.
Shael now needs a key to open the gates of the underworld, and luckily, Mr. Fool has a master key.
Monday, October 10.
Tarot session at 3 PM.
A series of illusory figures appeared on the palace, which was as large as a giant.
Chael looked to her side and noticed that there was a woman there this time.
Judging from his hair color and clothing style, this must be Xianyu.
Fors was quite nervous attending her first Tarot gathering, worried that everyone there was a powerful and important person.
But after a quick glance at the seating arrangement, Miss Salty Fish relaxed a bit. Even she, a Sequence 9, had a seat, so the other members of the Tarot Club weren't necessarily that great.
Besides... as long as I don't say it, who will know that I'm weak?
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool, good afternoon, Mr. Angel."
Good afternoon, new lady.
Audrey stood up and greeted everyone in turn, then quite naturally turned her gaze toward Fors.
"Hello, my code name is Magician."
Fors very conscientiously gave his name.
"She is justice."
Xia Er, standing between the two, interrupted, ending their staring contest.
This is a 'shy' gentleman... Fors turned his head back, not really looking at anything.
She roughly recognized the other four as well: a rich young lady, a powerful leader, a silent young man, and a ruthless and formidable character.
Tarot readings are truly all-encompassing.
No one submitted a diary entry this time, so we went straight into the free discussion session.
Miss Justice shared:
"The serial murder case has been solved. Although the police claim they caught the killer, I've received information that the killer was likely dealt with by someone or some force that disliked him. It's possible it was revenge, since even the copycats died in their homes in the same way."
Miss Justice clearly didn't expect the matter to be resolved so quickly. If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Angel was in the Forsaken Land, she would have suspected that Mr. Angel was the one who did it.
Hmm... such cruel methods of revenge, this doesn't seem like Mr. Angel's style.