Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 638 Gears of Destiny 2
Emma hurriedly pushed open the door to Milo's room.

The sound of the door slamming against the wall terrified Marty, who was huddled inside the closet.

He only calmed down when he realized that the person who had broken in was Emma.

Then he uttered a strange, inexplicable statement:

"No wonder you looked so familiar... Do you think we'll survive in the end?"

"Or rather, we're all already dead. Do you think we can survive this time?"

...

Emma didn't waste a single word on the crazy kid in the closet.

She rushed upstairs and kicked open the attic door, only to find that it wasn't Milo squatting inside getting tutoring, but Finn.

Finn was no longer holding a photograph of Principal Smith, but an old "elective" he had dug out of Milo's trunk.

Catched red-handed, Finn was even more terrified than when he was caught doing his craft last time. He frantically tried to roll up the tattered scroll in his hand, but slipped and ended up doing a street dance in the attic.

But Emma had no interest in paying attention to him and turned to go downstairs.

This time, as I passed by Kang's room, I heard the familiar snoring sound, just like always.

Ke Kang's door was not closed tightly, leaving a gap.

The lights inside shone into the corridor, and every now and then, the shadows of people moving around in the rooms could be seen flashing by.

Emma pushed open the door with a puzzled look and saw that Kang's room was filled with all sorts of messy tools. The walls, the floor, the table, and even the bed board were piled with many design drawings, which were densely covered with complex components and dimensions.

Kang was sitting among the tools, a pencil and ruler in his hand, an unlit cigarette behind his ear, intently studying the blueprints…

And he kept imitating snoring sounds.

He was stunned when he found Emma already standing at the door.

……

Emma stepped forward and rummaged through the drawings, taking a quick look at what Kang had drawn.

It's full of weapon components for unorthodox weapons.

Moreover, it seems that he not only combined the principles of traditional and ancient cold weapons, but also redesigned and integrated those complex mechanical components with new types of fire weapons.

They even added some elements from old prints…

...

Just as Kang was frantically searching his mind for an excuse, Emma calmly left the room and closed the door.

Kang didn't utter a single word throughout the entire process, because he knew how smart his daughter was, and if he actually said the things that popped into his head, he would only make himself look more like a fool.

As for Emma, ​​she only let out a heavy sigh after she went into the living room.

It was only at this moment that she realized that her previous behavior of hiding in her room to develop bombs was actually a tradition inherited from the Valrocan family.

The one up in the attic, and the one in the room where they make weapons...

...

But after opening and closing the door several times, Emma's initial fear upon discovering the abyss rift had largely subsided.

She even calmly poured herself a glass of cold water, sat down in the living room, and calmly considered what to do next.

Compared to the slow-witted Enid, Emma had already noticed the crimson light coming from the outskirts of the city.

But she knew very well that her battlefield was not in that direction.

The Noschia equation granted her endless mysteries and knowledge, but it did not turn her into a battle maniac like Rebecca; in fact, her own illness continued to accelerate the depletion of her life.

Emma is very clear about her position.

Emma would never do something as foolish as running to the front lines of a battle during a crisis to make things harder for her own people.

Moreover, if her deduction is correct, she might not even need to approach the battlefield; the calamity will naturally come to her.

So she turned her gaze in the opposite direction from the scarlet light source.

……

...

At this moment, it's as if all the gears of fate have been put in place, and at the right time, with a gentle flick of the switch, everything starts running rapidly, one link after another.

And this contains the fate of everyone.

Even the gods are no exception...

A dream world.

In the distant land of Os-Nargai, that eternal realm filled with elements of bliss.

People have almost forgotten the horrors of the Shadow Invasion.

Selefis had long since shaken off the gloom and restored order.

The return of the guardian deity has brought everything back to life.

But this wonderful time did not last long.

It was another beautiful evening holiday, when the songs of ships sailing far away echoed once again from the port of Selefis.

Two indistinct outlines appeared on the dim sea surface.

They were so blurry, yet they seemed to be deeply etched between heaven and earth.

The only visible distinguishing feature is that one of the shadows has wings on its back, while the other, smaller shadow has a mask on its face that is larger than its head.

...

The oppressive feeling they brought far surpassed the shadows that once entered the city, and the invasion of that fear was silent, so much so that even the citizens and travelers of Salafis did not notice it.

When people realized that their lips opened and closed but no songs came out, the broken wings and mask had already arrived at the largest emerald temple in the city of Selphis.

At this moment, the entire country fell silent.

Even the wind dared not make a move.

...

The deathly silence lasted only a few seconds.

It wasn't until the souls of the eternal inhabitants creaked and groaned eerily like wood about to collapse under heavy pressure that they realized what was happening and began to frantically pray to their guardian god, Horthus.

However, the truth is that when these souls were allowed to pray again, the wings and the mask had already left this kingdom.

And they also took something from the Eternal Kingdom.

...

They took away a fraudster.

Imnar was sent to Kadas amidst its wailing, and the green bow tie around its neck was replaced with a sturdy shackle made of some special substance.

Its wails vanished forever on the horizon, unheard by anyone.

The content is roughly as follows:

"I don't know!"

"You are the enemies of the gods, so why do you serve them!"

"Why!?"

...

And so, amid the prayers of countless eternal inhabitants, their false god was escorted to the mansion of the dream gods.

What this audacious fraudster will face next remains to be seen.

What is certain is that Project Foolish God 2.0 can be declared a failure for the time being.

It's not so much a failure as it is a short-lived success.

But the fraudulent journey is bound to continue, right? It's just a matter of when it will start again.

……

A sober world.

The gears of fate continue to turn.

At this moment, on this side of the Crimson Mountains, in this isolated territory inaccessible to Milo, some familiar figures appeared in the church's prayer square.

They are respectively.

Monsis's outcast Raven, his student hunter Monquia, and his son, a hybrid.

...

(End of this chapter)