Secret: The undead do not die in the fire

Chapter 296: Father and Adam

Like a pilgrim, the priest with golden eyes walked slowly through the hall and came before the huge throne prepared by the ancient god.

He slowly stopped and looked behind the throne.

There was a downward passage shrouded in deep darkness.

The priest raised his hand and pointed to the dark passage, declaring solemnly:

"Let there be light."

In an instant, a pure and soft light lit up, illuminating the inside with extraordinary clarity.

There was no need to enter. Yu Jin, who had been following him, saw that at the deepest part of the passage stood a pair of ancient bronze doors.

On the gate, countless indescribable symbols are densely covered, like chains extending to the back one after another, as if they are sealing something, giving people a sense of heaviness and mystery intuitively.

Yu Jin stared at it for a long time, and suddenly asked:
"What's sealed inside?"

The priest looked up at the ember beside him, his eyes seemed a little surprised, but he still replied:

"Original."

"The one that awakened inside you?"

In response to Yu Jin's question, the priest said calmly:
"The Origin exists in everyone's body. The higher the sequence, the greater the chance of the Origin awakening. Long before I appeared, the Origin had already awakened to varying degrees in the bodies of those ancient gods."

"This forced most of the ancient gods to devote a lot of energy to dealing with the awakening of the original, and Angerweed did the most thorough thing. He sealed the miracle city of Liveseyd along with the original pollution."

"It is dangerous for anyone to look directly at the pollution of the original, as it will awaken the original in them as well."

In Yujin's vision, he only saw a pair of bronze doors.

But in the priest's field of vision, in the deep darkness behind the bronze door, an eye opened, the pupil was dark black, covered with dark blue cracks. In no particular order, one after another, the same eyes opened, densely packed, staring indifferently.

At the same time, the priest seemed to hear a silent cry, an extremely attractive cry.

Every cell and every tiny particle in his body seemed to have its own consciousness, forming another 'me'.

The priest knew very well that this meant that the Origin had awakened in his body again.

But this time, he volunteered.

In fact, he had been here long before the embers came.

He used the sealed primordial pollution to activate the 'primordial' awakening in his body. But last time he only tried it briefly, because the embers had not come yet, and it was not yet time for him to be primordial polluted.

In his original plan, he should have used the pollution sealed here to evoke the original revival in the ember's body.

But he miscalculated. Perhaps there was no Primordial in Yu Jin's body, or perhaps the Primordial was unwilling to revive in Yu Jin's body. Whatever the reason, he could only implement the second plan -

Sacrifice yourself and let the original come.

So he didn't even resist, allowing the original consciousness to take over his body.

Anyway, it is just a product of imagination. Even if it is occupied by the original, it will not cause any impact on the entity.

Suddenly, the priest heard the voice of embers:
"So, this is your plan?"

"Let me and the original snipe and clam fight, and you will benefit from it."

The priest acted quite calm and said frankly:
"No, you and Yuanchu may be fighting each other, but I am not the fisherman, I am just the fish being fought over."

The priest actually didn't think that the Original could cause much trouble to the Embers. After all, although the living Original was very powerful, the most terrifying thing about the current Original was that he could be resurrected in the body of any Extraordinary person.

And the higher the sequence, the greater the possibility of the original being revived, and the more terrifying the revived original being will be.

But in the final analysis, the strength of the Original after resurrection is also determined by the sequence of the Extraordinary people who resurrected it.

However, a Primordial with only Sequence 2 is far from being enough to threaten the Embers.

but.

Even if it only caused him some hindrance, it would already be far beyond expectations.

But at this moment, the priest's expression suddenly changed slightly.

Because the original energy that was originally recovering rapidly in his body suddenly "stagnated".

To give an example, the progress bar of the original recovery is stuck at 49% and no longer moves.

It could neither rise nor fall, as if it was forcibly controlled at 49% by some kind of limiter.

But the priest was sure that there was no such limiter in his body.

Although his own will can delay the time of the original recovery, he completely lets go of the original and allows it to recover quickly, and it is impossible for him to do anything to restrict the original's recovery!

The priest was silent for a long time, looking down at his hands, his body burning with flying sparks.

Yu Jin smiled and asked:

"I don't think Adam would welcome your return, would he?"

The priest remained silent.

The next second, the scene in front of him changed.

The magnificent city of miracles disappeared, and he was no longer in the magnificent palace, or even in the stone church.

In front of him, there was only the endless blue sea.

And the original will that had been stagnant in his body began to revive again.

But this time, the priest hesitated for a long time, and finally suppressed it by force of his own will.

Not of Adam, but of the will of the Father himself.
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Woo!
With the sound of the whistle, the long steam train rumbled into Backlund.

Klein carried his suitcase and once again set foot on the land of the ‘City of All Capitals’ and ‘Land of Hope’. He found that the fog was much thinner than before and no longer had a distinct yellowish colour. The gas street lamps on the platform were not lit early to dispel the gloom and darkness.

In fact.

As early as three days ago, he and Mobet and the other two had arrived at Pritz Harbor on the White Agate.

But he did not go directly to Backlund, but chose to temporarily separate from Mobet and the other two, changing his identity and going to Conant City in Desire County alone. On the one hand, he did not want to return to Backlund as 'German Sparrow', nor did he want his new identity to be known by Mobet and the other two.

On the other hand, he also needed to fulfill his promise to convey the last words of the night watcher who was imprisoned by the wriggling hunger, and return his extraordinary characteristics at the local church.

Thanks to the popularity of steam trains, the entire journey took only three days.

And Klein also obtained a new identity, Dwayne Dantes, from the local gang.

As Dwayne Dantes, Klein rented a room in a high-end hotel in the Hillston District. Although the price of 10 soli per night was too expensive for Klein, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure it in order to fit in with his character.

"It doesn't matter. I won't be staying for a few days anyway."

After comforting himself, Klein put on a double-breasted frock coat, put on his hat, walked out of the room, and came to the street.

Holding an umbrella, he went around to another street. Taking advantage of the distant street lamps and the hazy drizzle, he suddenly changed back into Sherlock Moriarty's appearance. He planned to visit some old friends.
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Backlund Bridge District, Brave Bar.

In the billiard room, Ian, wearing an old coat, put a thick stack of documents on the table, cleared his throat and said:
"Mr. Longzel, I regret to inform you that there is no Northwest District and no Delahaire Street."

As he spoke, Ian changed the subject:
"But fortunately, we found the city's urban planning records."

"In a redevelopment one hundred and fifty-seven years ago, the Northwest District was abolished, most of its original area was incorporated into the Hillston District, and Delahaire Street was incorporated into Seventh Avenue."

"As for the former 18 Delahaire Street, it should be the current 265 Seventh Avenue." "But the last name of the person living there is not Edward, but Strange."

Longzel silently flipped through the documents on the table, and asked after a long while:
"What else did you find out?"

"a lot of."

Ian shrugged and said helplessly:

"There are at least 8,000 people with the last name Edward in Backlund. I have no way of finding out which Edward family you are talking about, Mr. Longzel. I'm not even sure if they are still in Backlund."

"However, judging from the details you provided, Mr. Longzel, if the Edward family has always stayed in Backlund and every generation has served in the army, then the range can be narrowed down to one hundred and seventy-two families."

"All of these 172 families have active or retired military personnel, but not every generation has people serving in the military, and I can't be sure. So you may need to identify which one it is, Mr. Longzel."

Long Zeer said solemnly:

"That's enough, thank you."

Longzel paused, took out a few 10-pound notes from his pocket and handed them over:

"This is the final payment."

Ian immediately revealed a bright smile from the bottom of his heart.

Although these two were introduced by Detective Sherlock, the money still had to be collected.

He did not disturb Longzel who was looking for clues in the pile of information. He took the money and walked out of the billiard room.

His bright red eyes swept around casually, and suddenly he caught sight of a familiar figure. He opened his mouth, but did not utter the other person's name. He just said in surprise:
"Good evening, sir, how can I help you?"

“Not for now. I just came to see an old friend.” Klein said with a warm smile.

As he spoke, he glanced at the gold pound in Ian's hand and said with a smile:
"It seems like you've been doing good business lately."

Ian shrugged.

"In fact, this is a friend introduced by you, sir."

Klein, who was transformed into Sherlock Moriarty, raised his eyebrows:
"Longzel?"

Ian nodded slightly and pointed in the direction of the billiard room:

"Yes, Mr. Longzel is in there, do you want to meet them?"

"No need."

Klein shook his head and refused. He didn't come here to reminisce with Longzel and the others. After all, they had only been separated for a few days.

He pointed to the door of the bar and said:
"I'll come see you later when I have time."

"Ok."

Ian didn't ask any more questions, but instead asked, "Is Mr. White from Harvest Church your friend?"

Is Emlyn willing to go out? Klein nodded and said:

"Correct."

After saying this, he squeezed out of the crowd, pushed the door and left the Brave Bar.

After getting into a cab, Klein looked out the window, waiting for Miss Sharon to appear.

Silently, Klein was suddenly inspired and turned his head to look at the window. On the glass that was able to reflect the night, he saw the figure of a young girl wearing a small black bonnet and a Gothic court dress clearly reflected.

Turning back, Klein saw Miss Sharon sitting across from him. Her light blond hair, blue eyes, and pale face were no different from before.

"Good evening." Klein, who didn't need to play Gehrman Sparrow, took the initiative to greet him.

Sharon stood up slightly, lifted the hem of her skirt, and returned the greeting.

Klein, who couldn't find a topic to start a conversation, cleared his throat and said directly:

"I killed Senior."

"Yeah." Sharon's eyes were slightly surprised, but she just hummed lightly.

Klein smiled and continued:

"If Maric needs another Beyonder characteristic of 'Wrathful Soul', I can sell it to him for 5000 pounds."

Senior's bounty in Loen was only 42000 pounds, but the bounties of the four countries in the northern continent combined exceeded 12 gold pounds.

The final distribution of compensation was calculated based on 12 gold pounds, an average of 2 gold pounds per person.

Together with the other 'wealth' on Senior's ship, each person ended up getting 3 gold pounds.

Longzel and the other two took 3 gold pounds each, while Siatas would have to wait until Edwina exchanged it for the bounty before she could get it, because Edwina didn't have enough cash either.

But fortunately, Xiatas would be on the ship for some time, and she herself did not care much about money, so no one had any major objection to this distribution proposal.

Klein took the initiative to ask for 25000 gold pounds in cash and the Beyonder characteristic of the resentful soul.

Senior's body was left to Edwina, who was to collect the bounty. This would take a long time, so any bounty over 12 pounds would belong to Edwina.

Of course, this also includes the bounties on Senior's men - the entire fleet of Admiral Blood was wiped out by them, and the bounties on Senior's men added up to tens of thousands of gold pounds.

The only problem is that it takes a long time to get the money, and requires certain connections.

Miss Sharon responded simply:

"I'll need a few days."

Klein nodded slightly. After all, 5000 pounds was not a small amount of money.

Having said that, he took out a pen and a notepad, quickly wrote down the method for summoning his messenger, and handed it over:

"If you have anything, you can write to me."

Sharon took the paper, looked at it carefully and said:

“I’m at the Brave Bar.

"Letters may be sent to 126 Gard Street, Hillston, addressed to Mrs. Maria."

"Ok."
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North District, Samuel Church.

Mobet Zoroastrian sat on the edge of a bench in the middle of the prayer hall, bowing his head in silent prayer.

He was certainly not a believer of the Goddess of Night, and could even be considered a complete pagan.

But this did not stop him from coming to the church of the Goddess of Night and pretending to pray——

Anyway, he didn't expect to obtain the protection of the Goddess of Night, so it didn't matter whether he was sincere or not.

His purpose of coming here was to wait for someone.

He has been waiting here for two days, but he has not been able to see the person he wanted to see.

As he was thinking, Mobet's inspiration suddenly struck him, and he instinctively opened his eyes and looked to the left.

He then saw a night watchman with black hair and green eyes. He was not wearing the windbreaker that night watchmen usually wore. Instead, he was wearing an unbelted white shirt, straight-leg pants and a black vest. His style was very casual.

(End of this chapter)