Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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So, what is the first thing to do after the goal is determined?
——Prepare for this project.

Zhou Mingrui's many years of experience as a corporate slave came in handy at this moment. In addition to making plans and clarifying work content, he also had an essential step of attracting sponsorship.

Obviously, the True Creator is the sponsor, and the biggest sponsor at the moment. Before he reached Sequence 4, he had already prepared the anchor and faith for his promotion to an angel, and he also provided assistance as an "audience" during the Sequence 4 promotion ceremony.

Klein had long been tied to the Aurora Society. He felt that the current situation might be a test from the True Creator to him, a test to see if he really had even the slightest sense of belonging to the Aurora Society, and also a test to see if he had the ability to continue to do what the Aurora Society's management should do when he was away, and to continue to handle everything in the City of Silver.

But from Klein's current point of view, he might, probably, have completed his mission well.

At least he was helping seriously during the war of gods. Although he couldn't explain what he did specifically, it was effective.

In addition, he also planned the potions and formulas after Sequence 3... According to his previous speculation on the apotheosis ritual recorded on the "Black Emperor" card, in the absence of Sequence 0, each sequence has three Sequence 1s. By gathering the characteristics of these three Sequence s, plus the uniqueness, he could prepare for the apotheosis ritual.

The current situation of the "Fortune Teller" path is somewhat complicated. Klein guessed that the Zaratul he met in the secret town was most likely a Sequence One, because he was already a "Miracle Master" during the Roselle period 200 years ago, and he entered the secret town again.

In the diary, Zaratul asked Roselle to help him get a notebook of the Antigonus family. According to subsequent developments, this notebook was the one that caused the death of "Klein Moretti". Zaratul's purpose in getting that notebook must be to enter the secret town.

Of course, the other party must have come prepared, not like Klein who was arrested for attempted theft.

A historical projection of Zaratul was trapped in the town. Therefore, although his real body remained in the outside world, he still "went crazy, lost control, and turned into a monster." He finally appeared in the secret town and was released by himself. He must have returned to normal now. At a lower level, he may still be Sequence 2, but Klein is willing to speculate on the most dangerous possibility of this shrewd angel - He may have two Sequence s.

As for why there are two copies? Because Klein has seen the most powerful person in the Antigonus family, sleeping on the top of the mountain in the town, mumbling "Honakis, Fragra" in his sleep.

There is no precedent of Sequence 2 carrying uniqueness, and since the whispers heard through the "Fortune Teller" channel are still from "Antigonus" and not Zaratul, it means that the uniqueness is still with the other party, along with the Sequence , and has not been taken away by Zaratul.

Come to think of it, Zaratul sneaked into the secret town just for the sequence one and uniqueness of "Duke Antigonus"?
make sense.

Such temptation was worth the risk.

"So, Zaratul has already figured out the apotheosis ritual? I can't tell at all..."

"Zaratul and his family don't seem to be very famous, whether in the extraordinary world or the secular world. Although I don't deny that many seemingly unrelated things may have their shadows behind them, this at least proves that the high-sequence rituals of the 'Fortune Teller' may not need to be exposed to the public, and do not need to be recorded in history. Hmm, it fits the connotation of the 'Magician' and the 'Master of Secret Puppetry', be prepared, and act in secret... Then what should the ritual of the 'Fool' be for becoming a god?"

Klein frowned slightly, recalling the situation in the town at that time. Klein could only think of the simple flying chess, checkers, chess, and even board games. The image of Zaratul himself was shrouded in a mist. He was undoubtedly a terrifying enemy.

Yes, enemy.

——When Klein was seriously preparing to challenge that position, Zaratul, who was on the same path and had already reached Sequence 1, had already become his enemy. The hostility between them was very pure. Zaratul had tried to kill him once, and he also wanted to seize Sequence .

Even if the secret town of Zaratul hadn't tricked him, Klein would have faced Him sooner or later.

If I'm targeting an Angel King, then I'll need at least two Sequence Ones to help me, right? Klein thought naturally, and a corresponding candidate immediately popped up in his mind.

The speaker of the "School of Life", "Mercury Snake" Will Auceptin!

If it were a few days ago, Klein would never have thought of such a thing, nor would he have thought about it in this direction. After all, at that time he was still hesitating between retiring and moving on.

At that time, he would definitely not be among the at least two Sequence Ones that would fight against Zaratul, because Zaratul might be the King of Angels, and he would not be able to take the remaining Sequence One from Duke Antigonus. It was estimated that he would be a Sequence Two by then, and would seize one of Zaratul's characteristic upgrades, and strive to kill this veteran fortune-teller angel directly in the first battle.

The other candidate is not certain yet and it will take time to find one.

Of course, it is definitely not an easy task to convince the "Mercury Snake". He has no idea about Will's purpose of approaching him and the rewards Will intends to get from him. If he knew, he could consciously use this point and ask the other party to help him.

“Miss Messenger” is also at the angel level, but she is obviously not a complete angel and cannot be involved.

Who else can...

Just as Klein was thinking hard, suddenly, two figures appeared in his mind.

"Angel of War" Medici, and "Angel of Destiny" Ouroboros!
It was as if a new world had been opened up. Once this thought came to mind, he could not stop. Although Klein did not have much friendship with them, The Fool did! The Fool helped Medici twice, so He had to repay the favor. In addition, now that they had the endorsement of the true Creator, the two angels would probably be willing to help, right?
Then, Klein remembered that the conflict between Ouroboros and Will was similar to that between him and Zaratul, or even more serious.

Will had been hunted by Ouroboros for a long time, and now he had just run to a new reincarnation. He was probably unwilling to participate in activities related to the Aurora Society, not to mention that if he was caught, he would be in danger of life and death. It was more serious than his and Zaratul's, and almost irreconcilable. He had to regretfully throw Ouroboros out for the time being and concentrate on thinking about Medici.

According to the intelligence currently circulating in the Aurora Society, the "War Angel" Medici should be a Sequence One, but I don't know if he is the Angel King. I need to get more information... It just so happens that as long as I get promoted, my authority and status will be further improved. As the true Creator God's Blessed One, I will definitely be able to obtain all the information I need... When fighting Zaratul, I should have become a Sequence Two. During this period, there may be times when I need Medici's help, but I have to reduce such moments as much as possible... In addition, if I want to persuade Medici to help me challenge Zaratul, I have to pay a similar reward... From now on, I can investigate the uniqueness of the Hunter Path and the whereabouts of the Sequence One...

With a goal in mind, the path ahead suddenly becomes clear.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief. His connections and energy were much broader than he had imagined.

Sefirah Castle would bring dangers as well as opportunities. At the same time, he was a genuine one favored by God and could borrow all the resources of the Aurora Society. The angels under the command of the True Creator alone were already an extremely terrifying force.

"…I'm going to go out for a while."

Without further ado, Klein stood up and prepared to go outside under the pretext of going to the bathroom to find an opportunity to contact the Dark Saint.

Richardson stood up immediately: "I'll go with you."

"No, that's not necessary." Dwayne Dantès smiled and rejected the request of the valet. "I know the route. I can do it alone."

Although it is indeed a bit dangerous now, the valet doesn't need to follow me even to the bathroom, right? Klein couldn't help but complain in his heart. What's the point of bringing a valet? Richardson is just an ordinary person. Even if I have to follow him for protection, I will choose Walter, a butler who is agile and can rival low-sequence Beyonders. If I bring you with me, I will have to devote extra energy to protecting you...

Just as Klein was thinking this, Walter also stood up.

"Sir, it's dangerous outside now. I will protect your safety."

Klein continued to wear Dantes' patient smile on his face: "No, it's really not necessary."

Seeing that his employer had written his refusal clearly on his face, Walter had no choice but to give in. Richardson was a little hesitant. He looked at Walter, and seeing that the butler was just hesitant to speak, he also stood back to his original position and nodded, "Okay."

Hehe, if I was just standing outside the bathroom door like usual, I wouldn't mind. The problem is, I have to contact the Dark Saint, and I might suddenly bleed and lose some flesh. It would be bad if I scared you guys...

After all, the "Weird Mage" potion had been completely digested, and Klein had no intention of continuing to intimidate the people around him.

He bypassed the people around him and spoke a few words to the guard at the door. He then successfully used his identity and reputation to get them to open the small door. Before leaving, Klein looked back at the slowly closing iron door and sighed again.

This shelter was not very solid from the perspective of a person from the Old Age. In Klein's memory, the air raid shelter near his residence was much safer than this shelter that looked like an oversized basement. The skeleton structure of the shelter here was relatively solid, but the door was not heavy enough and seemed to lack a sense of security. Perhaps the one in Queens would be better? He thought about it casually, and then he dismissed the idea: In this world where even knowledge can become a deadly poison, no place is safe.

After walking up a flight of stairs that were neither too long nor too short, Klein arrived on the ground.

Normally, the residential Böklund Street was peaceful and bustling, with respectable people walking on the street. But now Böklund Street was quiet, and the sky was dark, as if it was evening.

Klein did not immediately walk towards the nearby buildings. He narrowed his eyes and vigilantly paid attention to the surrounding environment. He looked into the distance and then widened his eyes in surprise.

He saw that the Queens section had become flat.

The buildings there, the aristocratic buildings that symbolized Backlund's history, had almost completely disappeared!

The scope of the war between gods is so close?

Klein had goose bumps all over his body as if he was struck by lightning, but then he forced himself to calm down quickly. If the war between gods had really affected Backlund, then Queens was only a few streets away from here, and Cherwood would have been destroyed as well. But now everything was calm around him, which meant that Queens was directly destroyed by the gods' precise attack!

Klein couldn't help but feel nauseous.

The so-called nobles are just slightly nobler ants among ants. In the eyes of gods, everything is not worth mentioning?
Then, without further delay, he found a quiet and inconspicuous corner and cast the spell.

As the spiritual energy was infused into it, the spell slowly melted, turning into a light-colored light that merged into his arm. Then, Klein felt a slight stinging pain in his arm. Klein pulled open his sleeves, and a few pieces of flesh and blood fell to the ground, quickly spelling out a sentence in Loenese:
"Is there anyone here? Come and help!"

TBC
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