Hate Me, Miss Witch!

Above the black mist.

Xia Ya moved her body and adjusted to a more comfortable sitting position.

Behind him, the pale golden branches swayed and spread with Char's thoughts, switching from the original throne to the posture of a recliner.

This special world composed of black mist is very unique. Char calls it "Above the Black Mist".

It is different from the secondary dimensions and attached planes that Char is familiar with and even transformed himself.

The place above the black mist is similar to the embers of the fantasy zone that Charia was previously in, which he and Xiao Ai transformed into the "Garden of Eden". They are both entities that are isolated from history and have independent time and space flow rates.

During the ten years in the Garden of Eden, apart from daily meditation practice and little Essese, Xia spent most of his time exploring and controlling the black mist.

As for the progress of exploration and control, if you want to use one word to describe the black mist at this moment.

That’s roughly——

Balls of flannel.

"Speaking of which, am I a tauren?"

"If I guess correctly, this should be the place used by the Golden Dawn organization for secret gatherings."

"Those guys probably wouldn't have thought that they just sent me an invitation letter, but they didn't expect that their hometown would be rounded and squashed by me now."

All I can say is that there is an inexplicable sense of excitement.

And Xia Ya lay leisurely on the recliner like this, releasing his mental power and sensing the generation of illusory star spirit bodies below.

"This is okay... there should be three quarters of Vortigern."

"This is not very good. It looks like only half a Vortigern..."

"Oh, the strength of the star spirit body is about two Vortigerns. This kind of body should have already entered the realm of demigods and thrones."

"Oh, this person's spiritual power cannot be seen through, and he also has the aura of divinity. Is this the boss?"

Char hid himself in the depths of the black mist, commenting on the astral bodies of the visitors one by one.

From Char's current perspective, the despicable king Vortigern of Esgania a thousand years ago should be said to have reached the pinnacle of legend and is qualified to impact the limits of the throne.

It is the so-called "Legendary Ultimate Nine-turn Peak Dzogchen Realm".

As a combat unit, Navtigeng can easily judge the opponent's mental strength.

Those who are obviously stronger than Vortigern have most likely reached the threshold of the throne, or have truly embarked on the road to becoming a god.

It is also the so-called throne or demigod.

Those who are weaker than Vortigern are probably at the level of senior legends.

Xia Ya finished his comments one by one, and was slightly startled when he looked at the star spirit body that conveyed a familiar aura.

"Quasi-legend?"

The aura transmitted from Su Lun's astral body was far more powerful than Char had expected.

If we put aside the extra ten years in the embers of the fantasy zone, then this girl can be said to have completely relied on her own strength to catch up with herself and Aurora in the Holy Court.

This is a quite incredible thing. After all, Chara knows very well how many tricks he and Aurora have to achieve in order to improve their strength.

Su Lunke does not have the ability to enter the reverberation of history, nor does he contract the Holy Spear like Xiao Ai...

Even though as the Holy Maiden of Dawn, she has the resources and support of the entire Holy Court, her ability to reach this point so quickly cannot be described by just piling up resources.

While peeping above the black mist, Xia Ya saw the guy whose astral body was so strong that he couldn't see through the long bronze table below coughing lightly.

The other party sat down at the head of the long bronze table, looked around, and then slowly spoke.

"Then, let's start this secret gathering."

…

A dozen hazy figures shrouded in black mist took their seats on the long bronze table.

"According to the plan, the Golden Dawn will welcome two new members today."

The figure sitting at the head of the long bronze table slowly spoke.

"How is the previous messenger doing now?"

He looked up and down.

"very bad."

Someone from below the long bronze table answered.

"He was ordered to die by the voice of the Blue Silver Witch, and he was also deprived of all his vitality."

"Although he was barely able to survive with the sacred object of the Goddess of Life, the authority of the speaking spirit is still in effect, and any healing potion or pet animal skills cannot have an effect on it."

"If we want to fully recover, we can only wait until the dying word spirit dissipates, which will take at least five months."

The leader nodded.

"It seems that it is a pity that Char Egut and the Blue Silver Witch beside him are not ready to accept our invitation."

"Of course, from today's perspective, that might not be a bad thing."

"After all, even we didn't expect that he could tinker with so many things."

"Not only did the second princess, who was supposed to die with the Dream Belt, return intact, but she also completely killed the Crimson Moon... and became the sworn enemy in the eyes of the abyss now."

The leader looked around the long bronze table, and after a long time, he spoke again.

"I think many of you should have received the information——"

"Now the entire Lost Realm is ready to move, preparing to make a big fuss when the imperial power of the Foresta Empire changes."

"At that time, regardless of the final victory or defeat of the Abyss, those cult groups, and the Empire, the entire Western Continent will be plunged into a period of turmoil, but this also means that the opportunity we have been waiting for has arrived."

"The Fourth Age is coming to an end...soon, the era of legendary supremacy will cease to exist."

"Those mythical creatures that have passed away and slept on the star world will all return...Angels and saints will walk in the world just like they did in the first era."

"And what we have to do is take advantage of this chaotic gap—"

"Let the eighth morning god, the great one, the golden king Rhine return..."

…

Along with the presence of that leader, such an announcement was made.

Suddenly, discussions and uproar arose one after another.

Although as a member of the Golden Dawn, I more or less understand the purpose of this organization.

However, such a straightforward local announcement also caused quite a commotion, with whispers everywhere.

Even Xia Ya's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

Although the words spoken by this suspected leader of the Golden Dawn were not many, the amount of information contained in them was not small at all.

Golden King - Rhine.

But among the residents of the Western Continent, from the thrones and legends to the common people, this name is known to everyone.

The pioneer of the sacred calendar, the person whose name is printed on every Rhine gold coin in the Western Continent.

He, no, he is the eighth morning god besides the seven morning gods?

This news was not beyond Xia Ya's expectation.

After all, it is not surprising that a powerful person who can usher in a new era truly embarks on the road to becoming a god, and even becomes a true god.

It's just that he originally thought that the Golden King would also choose to take the throne, but at this moment he was called the eighth god, which undoubtedly meant that the other party gave up his human body.

But what really worries Char is the news that the Golden King is coming back.

"Tsk——"

"The ancient gods sleeping in the star realm will return, the abyss will riot, and the holy spear and holy sword will be unsealed one after another..."

"This is obviously going to make big news, and I won't let anyone live a peaceful life."

Xia couldn't help but sigh.

No matter how you look at it, this is all about destroying the fourth era and creating a fifth era rhythm.

And looking at the posture, this battle seems to be far from comparable to the catastrophe at the end of the third era.

After all, although the end of the Third Age was also a time of troubled times when legends and demigods emerged in large numbers, and saints walked the earth, not many true gods were revived.

Only the Gou King of the Scarlet Moon died in person, and he was still semi-crippled and his courage was broken. He did not dare to fight at all. He was at the level of a demigod at best.

…

"Of course, the return of the great one takes time and cannot be completed in a short time."

"Therefore, the Western Continent must be as chaotic as possible."

"The second princess has been recognized by the Holy Sword, and coupled with her own strength that has broken through the boundaries of the throne, once the official enthronement is completed, the empire's rule will become completely impregnable and will never be shaken."

"Therefore, Isadella von Fresberg."

"Since she is an existence that should have been erased by the correction force, it would be better for her to be buried forever."

On the long bronze table, the leader made a cold declaration.

No one disputed this.

From ancient times to the present, the purpose of the "Golden Dawn" is to "protect the correct historical process."

And what is the correct historical process is naturally determined by them themselves.

"Those cultists seem to have prepared tokens and divine descending rituals, hoping to interfere with the imperial power replacement ceremony by means of the birth of evil gods."

"But the commotion of the divine descending ceremony is too great. If it is carried out in other cities, then when the divine descending body walks around the world, it will easily attract the attention of other order camp forces, especially the Holy See of Dawn."

"During the enthronement ceremony, the imperial capital will be under martial law. It will be difficult to let in a large number of cultists..."

After a long time, someone beside the long bronze table spoke hoarsely.

He is obviously in the Lost Realm and has close ties with those evil cults. He may even be a high-ranking member of the cult himself.

"The Morningside Holy See... I will handle the matter. At that time, the Holy See will hold a meeting of bishops."

"Most of the legendary cardinals will participate. Within twelve hours, no legend from the Holy See will interfere in the affairs of the empire."

An old female voice sounded.

It was the star spirit body that entered it together with Su Lun.

Xia Ya looked up above the black mist——

The strength of the astral body is only about half of Vortigern, which is not good.

However, judging from her words, it is obvious that she is a senior figure in the Holy See. Otherwise, she would not have the ability to control the opening time of the bishops' conference. Maybe she is a cardinal in a high position.

"I can solve the issue of martial law in the imperial capital."

"However, the divine descending ceremony and the token containing the power of faith need to be executed by me."

"In addition, after the event is completed, I need an ownerless fragment of divinity or a fragment of authority as a reward..."

A moment later, another old voice sounded.

Good guy, what kind of secret organization is this? You might as well change its name to Erwuzi Concentration Camp.

Char hid in the black mist while letting Yui frantically record the astral body information of these speakers through the soul contract.

The image of the incarnation of the astral body is very blurry, and it is difficult to directly distinguish the specific identity in reality, but the characteristics are recorded, and if the time comes for face-to-face contact, Char will be able to detect it.

The major order camps in the Western Continent have been infiltrated into a sieve.

Not only did the Holy See of Dawn have cardinal-level young men, but there were also powerful people in the empire who were infiltrated.

There is a saying that says——

When you see one cockroach in your room, it means there are hundreds of cockroaches living and eating with you.

According to this logic, it is estimated that there will be two or five boys in the alliance of princes.

"Haha... I didn't expect that an old guy like you would finally figure it out."

"No longer obsessed with the boundaries of the throne, but finally determined to set foot in the divine realm?"

The strong man who seemed to be in the Lost Realm at the beginning obviously knew the last speaker, and let out several ugly laughs in a hoarse voice.

"Don't worry, although the fragments of Lordless divinity and authority are rare, we have accumulated some after thousands of years of accumulation."

"It's just a transaction."

The man who said he wanted to solve the martial law problem in the imperial capital didn't say much, but just nodded calmly.

"Just pass the token that contains the power of faith to me through the black mist."

On the long bronze table, various discussions continued for a long time before they stopped.

And Xia Ya also recorded all this information word for word.

The more I listened, the more frightened I became.

Manipulate the ritual of divine descent, assassinate political figures, infiltrate the country, manipulate wars...

In the mouths of the Golden Dawn participants, these things seemed as natural as eating and drinking.

Obviously, in the long history of this organization, this is not the first time that Golden Dawn has done something similar.

Soon after, one after another astral bodies exited from above the black mist and returned to the material world.

There is an independent flow of time here, so when these Golden Dawn participants return to reality, the time they experience in reality is only a moment. Even if they fall into the eyes of others, it is just a moment of trance, and no one will notice anything abnormal.

Soon, except for Char, who had been observing secretly, there were only three people left above the black mist.

The leader, Su Lun, and the second and fifth bishop of the Holy See of Dawn who entered with Su Lun.

"Auriel."

"Also, if I guess correctly, this should be the contemporary Saint of the Dawn, right?"

Seeing that there were only three people left on the long bronze table, the leader nodded.

He just glanced at Auriel and then set his sights on Su Lun.

"According to the information I have, Chara Egut, who made a big splash at the Borgia family dinner half a year ago, seems to have had a fate with you in the past."

"Does he have any kindness towards you?"

"Chief, that was many years ago."

"That Charia Eggut is extremely carefree, and is involved with many women, yet he doesn't care about Su Lun..."

"Now Su Lun has parted ways with him long ago..."

After hearing the leader's question, Auriel hurriedly explained.

But the next moment, the leader's figure slightly raised his hand, completely silencing Auriel and no longer daring to speak.

"It doesn't matter."

He looked down at Selun, who had been sitting here obediently and silent since entering the secret gathering of the Golden Dawn, and spoke gently.

"He is kind to you after all."

"Whether you still remember him in your heart or have forgotten him long ago, the organization will not make it difficult for you."

"Actually, I don't mean to target Char Eggut or do anything detrimental to him."

"On the contrary, the Golden Dawn has only advantages for him, but no disadvantages..."

"I will give him a great opportunity, a great opportunity that will allow him to ascend to the sky in one step, directly ascend to the throne, and have a great opportunity to be on par with the gods, or even surpass them."

His words were inexplicably infectious, making Xia Ya feel gentle and elegant, like a spring breeze.

"The invitation I sent him before was actually sincere. It's just a pity that Char Egut was too wary and did not accept the invitation."

He looked at Su Lun and spoke sincerely.

"So, I just invited you to join the Golden Dawn. It is precisely because I want to express our goodwill to Char Egut through you."

"Although he mysteriously disappeared for three months, I know that he must still be alive and exist in some corner of this world."

"Since Char Egut separated from you in Lugia five years ago, has he still had contact with you?"

"If so, through what channels did you contact us?"

Su Lun seemed to feel the leader's sincerity, and there was a little emotion in his answer.

She blinked her eyes weakly and spoke timidly:

"Actually, Xia Ya and I have had some contact in the past few years."

"Oh? How did you contact me?"

The leader's voice sounded immediately.

"Through the Seven."

There was a certain solemnity and holiness in Su Lun's words, completely in line with her image of the Virgin of the Dawn.

"When I pray every day, I will pray to the seven gods of the morning sun, and the letters I wrote for him will be conveyed to Char Egut by the seven gods."

"As the Saint of Dawn, my prayers have always been answered by the Seven Gods...but I have never received a reply letter from Char Egut."

"Obviously, he is addicted to the flowers and plants of the empire and has long forgotten my existence."

As he spoke, Su Lun showed a somewhat indignant look.

But then, she blinked curiously and looked at the chief who was shrouded in black mist in the distance of the long bronze table.

"However, since you, the leader, and His Majesty Auriel both said that the Golden Dawn was created by the eighth god of the morning..."

"Then the great Eighth God must confirm it with the other Seven Gods and then he will know the answer, right?"

The moment Su Lun's words came out.

Whether it was Auriel or the leader, the figure shrouded in black mist was obviously slightly stiff.

Above the black mist, Xia couldn't help laughing.

All I can say is that he is indeed Su Lun.

Originally, when he saw Su Lun appearing in the secret gathering of the Golden Dawn, he felt a little depressed.

He was worried that this girl had really betrayed him and was secretly in contact with a secret organization like the Golden Dawn.

After all, unlike Aurora, he and Su Lun met later and spent less time together.

Xiao Ai's character is like a blank sheet of paper, very pure and easy to understand.

After being together day and night for so many years, the trust between her and Xia Ya has long been unshakable by anything, whether it is time or death.

But Suellen is different.

This girl is very smart, so smart that Su Lun can easily understand the grand conjectures and drawings that Xia just put forward based on the experience of the time traveler, and even make modifications and additions based on them.

Whether it is the birth of "Yui", the development of the Black Knight, the Solar Furnace or the Divine Punishment Device, without the help of Su Lun, Char's research and development progress will inevitably be much slower.

Whether in the field of mechanics or in other fields, Su Lun can be described as a true genius.

However, this also makes it difficult for Char to see through the sincerity of this bad woman who is proactive and bold, and even often teases herself in the magic transmission.

But now it seems that he is a little worried.

At least the Su Lun that Xia Ya knew was by no means the solemn, holy, and even silly Saint of the Morning before her.

Why doesn't the Eighth God contact the Seven Gods of Dawn...

The power of faith is the food that the gods rely on for their survival and growth. It can also be said to be the lifeblood.

Those are all pitfalls. How could the old gods allow the new mythical creatures to plunder their faith?

The "Golden King" Rhine, whom the Golden Dawn admires and even plans to resurrect, is about to be as great and upright as the leader said, so the Golden Dawn does not have to hide in the dark all the time, even when holding a member meeting. Hiding, any plans have to be carried out secretly.

Wouldn’t it be nice to declare one’s existence openly and openly in the Holy See of Dawn, and then openly and openly divide the faith as the eighth god?

After all, no matter how majestic and glorious the Golden King Rhine once was, at least now he must be invisible.

Especially for the Seven Gods of Dawn.

Even though the Holy See and the Holy Calendar were originally pioneered by the Golden King Rhine, the so-called good work of subordinates is all due to the leadership. It is enough to call you an outstanding employee and a model worker.

If you really want to go to the house and untie the tiles, if you want to sneak in a corner and sit on an equal footing with them, then just wait and be fucked.

Both Auriel and the leader were choked by Su Lun's question.

After a moment, the leader coughed lightly: "When I have the opportunity, I will naturally ask the great one."

He glanced at the dignified and holy Su Lun again, and spoke again with some reluctance: "Has he really never taken the initiative to contact you in the past few years?"

"never."

"Charia Egut is just a playboy who likes the new and hates the old. He forgets the old love when he has a new love. Now that the Queen of Blue Silver Witch is with Her Royal Highness, she has already forgotten me, a village girl in Lokia City. ”

Su Lun shook his head decisively.

"If you don't believe it, leader, you can ask the Seven Gods for confirmation."

…

In the end, Su Lun opened his mouth and replied, "The Seven Gods witnessed" and then closed his mouth, "Why didn't His Majesty Rhine ask the Seven Gods directly?"

Both Auriel and the leader could only sigh helplessly.

They could only choose to give up questioning.

The star spirit bodies on the long bronze table slowly dissipated.

Only Char was left, sitting leisurely on a lounge chair made of golden branches.

"What does it mean to be a big radish? I just love everyone equally."

"This is obviously pure love."

He recalled Su Lun's last words and couldn't help but laugh.

"I just don't know why she got involved in the secret organization Golden Dawn... Is it because of Auriel?"

"Forget it, no matter what..."

"When Xiao Ai's breakthrough is completed, we will return to the main material plane together and eliminate all hidden dangers and conflicts."

"I can then go to the Holy See of Dawn to propose marriage in a dignified manner."

"If the Holy See is not willing, then I will have to take it back by force."

While thinking about it, Xia Ya was about to exit from above the black mist and return to the Garden of Eden located in the embers of the fantasy zone.

But the next moment.

The black mist in front of Xia Ya suddenly surged up and down.

An illusory and hazy prayer sounded in his ears.

"The distant and mysterious black mist."

"You are the cloud overlooking the world, the eternal kingdom outside time, and the mist outside the law."

"As a witness of fair transactions, please deliver this token to the secret coordinates of the capital of the Forresta Empire on the main material plane."