Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker

Chapter 209 "Moon"

Triss stood on her ship, raised her head slightly and looked at the huge ship in front of her. The corners of her mouth moved slightly, raising a smile full of sweetness.

"'Sick Girl' Tracy..."

Triss said slowly in a low voice, as quiet as a mosquito.

There was a hint of laughter in her throat, and the voice echoed from the vocal cords until it turned into a crazy laugh.

She seemed to be laughing at herself, at herself who believed in the witch and was powerless in the face of reality.

Immediately afterwards, Triss unleashed her charm as the 'Witch of Pain' without restraint, controlling her crew with an almost overwhelming charm, allowing these pirates who were used as puppets to do whatever they wanted to the "Black Death" in front of them. of firing.

When she was on the same ship with Edsaac Augustuslu who was also in distress, she had Edsaac to help her. She has a stronger grasp of the entire ship than now, and she has a clearer understanding of how to control the division of labor among these pirates.

And now Edsac disappeared due to an accident - he seemed to have regained his destiny inexplicably and was transported directly to the Southern Continent. Now, Triss's control over her ship has been greatly reduced.

But unfortunately, the "disease girl" Tracy she wanted to find and hunt before never appeared in front of her.

However, when she was missing a big helper on the ship, the "Black Death" led by the "Sick Girl" suddenly appeared in front of her.

Perhaps, my ship will be severely damaged; perhaps, I will be seriously injured in this naval battle...

Such words echoed in Triss's mind, but she laughed immediately.

It doesn't matter, haha, what I want to prepare for promotion is the fearless "Iron-Blooded Knight", not the delicate "Despair Witch".

——It doesn’t matter if these pirates who have no chance of cultivating comrades-in-arms with me and only think about lust are dead. I just want to find other people I can trust to reorganize my promotion ceremony!

Triss thought a little cruelly.

The High-Dimensional Overlooker who previously went by the alias of High-Dimensional Abraham did keep his promise and handed Triss the formula for the "Iron-Blooded Knight" in sequence four of the "Red Priest" pathway.

Therefore, Triss is also very clear about the promotion method of "Iron Knight". She has recited it silently in her heart countless times and crushed it into every inch of her memory.

Triss looked at the Black Death getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but think:

She wants to turn back into a man, she wants to no longer be bound by the witch's shadow, she wants to hold her own destiny;

She did not want to let her comrades in prison suffer, and she did not want her fellow travelers pursuing freedom to be trapped in shackles;

She wants to be the high-flying bird, not the caged nightingale!

"fire."

Looking at the approaching Black Death, Ketelis gave orders to her gunner.

A cruel smile appeared on her lips, but it was really towards her crew; her eyes were extremely calm, as if she had seen the outcome of this shipwreck.

He's been such a cruel, cold-blooded, unscrupulous guy since childhood, from when Triss was just Triss.

Selfish.

…………

Klein sat on the seat in the captain's cabin and slowly opened his eyes.

The conversation just now still remained in his mind. He took a deep breath and a thoughtful light flashed in his eyes.

"The alienating effect of source material on people is almost irresistible..." Klein chewed on the words of the goddess of the night, seeming to be asking himself and others:

"High-dimensional inherited the source quality outside the barrier..."

"Angel of Destiny" Ourolius asked me to look for Darkwill. There must be a deep-seated plan.

Klein was thinking almost unconsciously.

For these powerful Extraordinaries who have lived for a long time, their random actions may be arranging a back-up plan to deal with someone.

However, Darkwill is a member of the "School of Destiny"?

That school of life composed of "pharmacists" and "monsters"?

The "Angel of Destiny" definitely didn't want me to look for Darkwill directly. If he was willing to look for it, fate might be able to send Darkwill directly to him.

To find his teacher?No, even his teacher is not necessarily worthy of the extra care of the "angel of fate".It seems to me that what Ourorius wants may be something in the hands of Darkwill's teacher.

He mentioned the School of Destiny. Could it be that a certain sealed item from the School of Destiny is related to the high sequence of the "destiny" path?

Ouroleus is the king of angels who possesses two sequences and one characteristic. In that case, that sealed artifact is likely to be the unique path to "destiny"?

Klein unconsciously knocked on the table in front of him, his mind wandering.

Could it be that what Ulorius wants is for me to get in touch with this person...

Klein shook his head, throwing away this rather irresponsible guess.

Phew, of course, these are all guesses.

In addition to promising me to be the boss of the company I entrusted, Ouroreus also gave us some additional suggestions.

He gave me several locations, saying that these places might be where I could find the materials I needed—sigh, is this a gift from fate?

But judging from the current situation, since I'd better help him find Darkwill's location first, and complete Ourolyus's commission first, I can't let myself owe more "debts".

But once I find Darkwill, I will report it directly to Ourolius, so that even if this "Angel of Destiny" has any preparations behind him, I will have enough time to deal with it...

Even if Ouroleus is the King of Angels under the True Creator, the words he just said still give me a chill...

Klein shook his head, stood up from the chair, and walked outside.

After taking a short rest and having dinner with the crew on the ship, Klein once again returned to the captain's cabin and continued to be busy, testing extraordinary abilities and methods of contacting Arrods.

There are still two days before the "Lost Home" arrives at the Southern Continent. Even if Klein lets the "Lost Home" accelerate at full speed at night, it will still be some time before it reaches the Southern Continent.

Therefore, once Klein contacts Arrods, Klein will have enough time on the ship to ask Arrods what he wants to know, or to research other things on his own.

And considering that the Tarot meeting is the day after tomorrow, it is obvious that Klein cannot let the "Lost Home" speed up and log in early to take up the time that afternoon. Otherwise, Klein will not be able to conduct the Tarot meeting he held normally. meeting.

In his captain's cabin, Klein was waiting for any unusual movement in the gray fog while testing his extraordinary abilities.

He tried to bring the items that were stained with the gray mist atmosphere from the Source Castle back to reality one by one, but he never got a response from Arrods.

This is the last one... If the last one doesn't work, then Arrodes may not be able to contact him.

If this "magic mirror" is really connected to the gray fog here, as Lao Gao said, then it will definitely take the initiative to connect after the aura of "Origin Castle" appears in the real world.

Klein wasn't worried about Arrods' enthusiasm at all. Whenever he thought of the emoji that Arrods in front of him had sent to him, Klein couldn't help but feel a sense of strangeness rushing into his heart.

Thinking of this, Klein shook his head and took another four steps backwards, following the previous procedure to bring down the last batch of devices used for communication from Origin Castle.

Okay, let's look at this batch... As soon as Klein wrapped his spiritual body around these contact decorations, he definitely felt someone praying to him.

The male voice is more irritable... Is it Emlyn White, a vampire corrupted by the "Fallen Mother Goddess"?Klein reached out and touched a crimson star, answering Emlyn's prayer.

No, although Emlyn is regularly reporting the history of the blood race for me, he usually won't contact me at this time. He should be playing with his own doll at this time...

Klein couldn't help but complain in his heart, and pulled Emlyn's spirit body up to Origin Castle.

Emlyn immediately looked around, then turned to look at the "Fool" in front of him. Klein nodded slightly, looked at the vampire in front of him, and asked in a low voice:

"Why do you pray to me?"

Emlyn's body trembled, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the "Fool" in front of him:

"Dear Mr. Fool, I don't mean to disturb your time on purpose."

Emlyn seemed a little embarrassed and panicked: "I recently discovered that many people in the vampire clan are not in the right state."

Many people in the Vampire Clan are not in the right state - has the fallen Mother Goddess finally taken action against the Vampire Clan?

Klein immediately perked up, and nodded to Emlyn in front of him to continue talking.

Emlyn sat in his seat with a look of panic that could be seen at a glance. He mentally constructed himself for a while, seeming to be thinking about whether to betray the Vampire Clan and pass on the Vampire Clan's secrets to other gods.

What are you hesitating about? Emlyn! The mission entrusted to you by your ancestor is for now!

After a moment, Emlyn gritted his teeth and made a decision:

"Dear Mr. Fool, in fact, several counts and dukes among the vampires seem to have problems and have woken up from their long slumber."

This is normal, and there seems to be nothing wrong... Even if they wake up together, it does not rule out the role of the ancestor of the blood race... Klein was a little confused, but did not speak directly.

Emlyn saw that Mr. Fool had no intention of speaking, so he swallowed and continued to muster the courage to say:

"But I noticed that their current behavior has changed a lot compared to what I knew before and the behavior in the records of the blood race. The behavior of the ancestors is completely different from the previous habits. From time to time, they will look at the 'Crimson Moon' in a daze, and they have not been promoted to a higher sequence, but they seem to have regained their vitality and vitality."

"Dear Mr. Fool." Emlyn gritted his teeth and added some accent: "I suspect they have converted to the 'Primordial Moon'!"

"Believe in the same evil god as those moon believers who have been hunting us to gain power!"

I have converted to the original moon... In fact, the seat diagonally opposite you is the seat of the "original moon". Well, it's the seat of the "Mother Goddess" vest behind the vest of the "Original Moon". Bah, bah, it’s so hard to pronounce. This is a bit too Russian nesting doll...

Klein, the master of matryoshka dolls who felt that there were too many matryoshka dolls, thought for a moment, nodded and said calmly to Emlyn:

"I see."

Seeing Mr. Fool's calm look, Emlyn opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. He speculated on the "Fool's" thoughts, fearing that he would offend the gods, so he could only say cautiously:

"Dear Mr. Fool, will the current situation of the Vampire Clan lead to some undesirable results?"

Emlyn asked Klein nervously. Klein was silent for a moment, unable to give an accurate answer.

I'm only Sequence Five... Even if I can leverage the power of Origin Castle, I may not be able to defeat a demigod in reality...

However, he still slowly opened his mouth:

"Destiny has never been understood."

"But I can give you a hint, an opportunity."

"Continue to investigate things related to the original moon."

Klein paused for a moment, indicating that this was a hint. Of course, Klein can explain it no matter how he explains it, it all depends on how Emlyn understands it.

"At the same time, if you provide useful information this time, I will make an exception and allow you to join the party above the gray mist."

After saying that, looking at Emlyn White who was deep in thought, Klein waved his hand casually, and the tarot cards flew up from the table and were arranged in front of Emlyn one after another.

"Draw a card."

Klein said gently to Emlyn in front of him in a relaxed tone:

"This will be your codename for this party."

Code name... Emlyn drew a card, turned it over with some anxiety, and saw a moon with an anthropomorphic smiling face painted on it.

Mr. "Moon" Emlyn White!

"It seems that fate has chosen you." Klein lengthened his tone and spoke to Emlyn with some meaning.

Before Emlyn could think about it, Klein ended his summons to Emlyn and asked Emlyn to slowly think about it after returning to reality.

Next time I can also ask the fallen mother goddess what is going on...but shouldn't the ancestor of the blood race have already fallen at that time?

Now is the fallen mother goddess using the name of the original moon to pretend to be the ancestor of the blood race to give the oracle to the blood race or...?

With some doubts, Klein used his spirit body to wrap the objects on the gray mist and gradually sink, returning to reality.

Klein was initially a little disappointed when he looked at the unresponsive object, but after just a few seconds, he found that the telegraph machine suddenly began to operate on its own, and a few words were quietly typed from it:

"I felt the breath of familiarity and greatness."

"Is it you, Master?"

"(*ˉ﹃ˉ)"

I probably won’t be able to finish the second chapter, so I’ll try my best to write it tonight. If I write enough, I should be able to update it twice tomorrow.

I'm really busy today, so I won't start writing until I get back in the evening