Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker.

"With the Lord and His Excellency, the Favored One sent by the Lord, we will surely win."

——It turned out to be a missionary.

Gao Wei curled his lips and walked towards his room.

……

Time always flies by very quickly, and Monday soon passed. After a simple exchange between members of the Tarot Club, the exhibition of Russell's relics that Klein was looking forward to finally kicked off.

For some reason, after his consecutive encounters with Ins Zangwill and Amon, Klein became somewhat suspicious, believing that a maddening storm was about to approach Backlund. However, he simply didn't notice any problems from the words and actions of others.

——He clearly felt that there were problems all around him, but he couldn't find where the problems lay.

Klein could only think that there was something wrong with his state, and comforted himself by saying that he had been too depressed and nervous recently. After this Russell Memorial Exhibition, I can become a special non-staff member of the Red Gloves Team with a secret identity, with a relatively high status and salary - in this case, I can also get in touch with Dunn and the others again.

Klein thought with some joy, straightened his hair, put a monocle on his left eye, and walked in along with the flow of people. As Klein looked at the magnificent and extremely finely crafted objects around him, the sympathy he had felt when he learned that Russell was trapped somewhere at the Curly Baboon Research Society was quietly disappearing.

Klein looked numbly at the toilet covered with gold foil, and mentally reprimanded Brother Huang Tao for his extravagance.

Luxurious, too luxurious!

Envy... No, jealousy... Bah, that doesn't seem right either.

Ah, I have read all these diaries, and they seem to be of little value... I wonder if Huang Tao would hide his blasphemy card here? This may be in line with his, um, bad taste... Good guy, did he really copy those poems?

Klein was lost in thought as he casually glanced around. His eyes shifted slightly—

Next to the cabinet where the "chess" was placed, stood a woman over 1.7 meters tall and dressed strangely.

Klein was attracted by this sight - she looked so strange!

Ask a question, what time do you think I should update every day? When do you usually read books?

Chapter 86 Undercurrent

"Please accept the mission, Dimension Walker Gray Lint."

A cold mechanical sound rang in Grelint's ears, waking this extraordinary person who had become a "cave explorer" from his sleep.

Grelint rubbed his temples, feeling a slight headache from being awakened. He called a servant and asked him to pour a glass of water. After slowly drinking the hot water, he felt the pain in his temples ease slightly.

He has never been able to digest the potion of "Cave Digger" well, so the vague call began to ring in his mind again, a call full of reassurance - as a Viscount, he can contact The danger is too little. In order not to expose his problem, he could only slowly digest the potion by exploring the empty phantom in his sleep.

There is nothing wrong with his acting method. As a "mind reader", Miss Audrey has repeatedly confirmed that this method is very useful. This made Gray Linte wonder: Is Audrey gifted or did someone tell her the "acting method"?

You know, Grellint's acting method is the reward for completing the previous task.

I hope this mission can help my "acting"... Gray Linte prayed in his heart and clicked on the mission in front of him.

He saw the task reward and task description that appeared and immediately shut his mouth.

Gray Linte's eyes were not only a little confused, he was wondering whether Audrey, who was promoted faster than him, was also the favored one of His Highness "The Overlooker"?

Why did she let her father arrange for an extra half-day exhibition and specially invite herself to visit?

……

The woman was dressed strangely.

She was obviously wearing a girlish yellow cake dress, but she was also wearing an old-fashioned black bonnet, with the gauze hanging down, covering her face. These two completely incompatible styles made Klein wonder whether this was a requirement for certain special paths of Beyonder potions.

This set off alarm bells in Klein's heart. While it might just be his imagination, Klein had encountered too many coincidences recently. Furthermore, if the Nighthawks were to check every person behaving strangely on the streets of Backlund, some might not be Beyonders. However, checking every last one would surely miss a lot.

However, there were too many Beyonders in Backlund, and Klein didn’t think about it in detail—maybe this was the woman’s unique aesthetic! He just raised his vigilance a little and followed the flow of people inside, preparing to visit the restored Russell's study.

I wonder if those "blasphemous cards" disguised as ordinary bookmarks that Russell said in his diary before will appear in this exhibition... Klein was thinking in his mind. Walked into this restored Russell study.

Because he already had a goal, Klein's eyes were immediately attracted to the open book on the table. The instructor was explaining in a lively voice, while Klein was thinking silently. After some reasoning in his mind, Klein set his target on those books with bookmarks.

He used his "clown" ability to make his face pale, and asked the tour guide: "Excuse me, where is the bathroom... Um, sorry, my stomach hurts a little."

"Ah, over there, just walk over there..."

The tour guide was stunned.

After getting directions from the docent, Klein hurried towards the bathroom and closed the door. He hesitated. Considering the Beyonders who might be guarding outside, Klein did not choose to board the gray mist here. Instead, he hesitantly pulled out a high-end cigarette used to disguise his identity and used the match in his pocket to Its lit.

Klein's hand shook intentionally, causing two or three matches to accidentally fall out of the matchbox in his hand and fall on the ground. He held the cigarette in his mouth and sat on the toilet in the bathroom, waiting for it to burn quietly. He used an "air straw" outside the toilet to prevent himself from choking on the smoke.

For a long time, he patted the clothes on his body and confirmed that they smelled of cigarette smoke before pushing the bathroom door open. Klein walked out of the bathroom, looked at the people outside, and smiled. A member of the "Heart of Machinery" wearing a security uniform nodded to him and walked into the place where Klein was sitting just now.

"I was just smoking, and I didn't arrange any extraordinary items." The extraordinary man spoke softly to his captain through the device. Although his voice was small, it reached the ears of Klein who was listening carefully.

I'm checking to see if there's anything extraordinary left... Oh, I hope the matches I set up are still here...

Looking at the scene before him, Klein suddenly felt fortunate that he had not ascended into the gray fog just now.

After briefly thinking about the follow-up plan of action, Klein followed the flow of people and walked out.

——He planned to let Miss Justice use her family's influence to investigate the situation here and confirm which bookmark the "Blasphemy Card" was disguised as... After that, he could use the extraordinary item that Gao Wei placed above the gray fog to let his spirit descend!

Hmm... the spirit can't stray too far from the body, and there might be High-Sequencers monitoring this place, so I need to prepare in advance. A lot has been happening in Backlund lately, so I need to prepare some combat-friendly items, like the "Red Gloves" special combat suit the "Church of Night" sent me earlier. It's perfect for me.

No, I have to ensure safety before I can let the spirit body leave my body. I almost forgot that I also need to be on guard against Amon who might appear. Such a naughty child, I don’t know what he wants to do... Thinking that Amon is the son of the “True Creator”, Klein couldn’t help but cursed.

No, there's no rush, it depends on Miss Justice's speed. If you can find out which bookmark is the "Card of Blasphemy" today, you can teach the prince's lover tonight, well, the "Desperate Nightingale" who doesn't know what he is doing. In the past two days, I still need to investigate what the "Desperate Nightingale" is doing with the prince, and what threat it poses to Backlund...

It was well known that cooperation between cults was never a concerted effort. Beyond the goals of cooperation, there were also hidden dangers of backstabbing and betrayal. Honestly, Klein found it somewhat incredible that the Aurora Society, the king of cults, had yet to backstab the Witch Cult.

……

"This mission is very important. Whether we can do the same as before depends on this event."

Under the dim candlelight, Louis Wayne looked gravely at the black-robed believers around him and said to them, "These marginal believers of the Aurora Society are basically not Beyonders of the Hanged Man Path. Even if they have chanted the name of the True Creator, their faith is not as strong as those Beyonders of this Path."

What brings these people together to the Aurora Society is the ideals and cruel and crazy style that the Aurora Society has always promoted. Here they can display their violence to their heart's content and enjoy resources that wild Extraordinary people cannot enjoy.

In other words, those who could gather here were all external lunatics. Louis Wayne had deliberately gathered them here under the pretext of this mission, just to solve the troubles he had encountered.

As everyone knows, the relationship between the Abraham family and the Aurora Society is so bad that it's irreconcilable because those rebellious students were accepted into the Aurora Society, and at the invitation of those rebellious students, the Aurora Society also participated in the "war" against the Abraham family. Coincidentally, Gaowei Abraham was accepted as a favored one by the True Creator.

After he took office, he carried out drastic reforms to the Aurora Society, removing the indulgent and crazy style of the Aurora Society in the past, and instead made them strictly abide by the doctrine and not kill innocent people indiscriminately. For these people, this is enough to make them uncomfortable. Suppressing their cruel nature is the most difficult thing for these lunatics to do.

The relationship between the Aurora Society and the Abraham family has eased. After Gao Wei's efforts, only the last thing is left: those students who defected.

After all, in the Fourth Age, the "True Creator" and Mr. "Gate" were allies for a period of time. What others don't know is that Gao Wei guessed that Mr. "Men" might have known the ancient sun god in the second era, and might even have followed the ancient sun god.

But for those defected students and their faction, the feeling of being victims was not very pleasant.

So, under the instigation of Mr. After Mr.

It is difficult for Mr. He is obviously not a fool for being able to hang out in the Aurora Society where there are many madmen and strong men until now, but he neither dares nor has the authority to refuse the orders of the true Creator's Favored One.

If Mr. Even under the hint of the Beloved, Mr. A and Mr. Z will be rewarded...

Mr. X didn’t want to die, let alone such a painful death. He couldn't let Gao Wei find his flaws and find excuses to "deal with" him. Therefore, even if it contains many hidden dangers, Mr. X needs to complete this task beautifully.

Because only in this way can he survive.

Mr. X's eyes were bloodshot and his mind was slightly crazy.

He was ready to escape with the extraordinary ability of "Traveler". This ability was too useful. Once he ran to the ends of the earth, no one would be able to catch him.

Now the evil spirit following the True Creator's Favorite has also left the mainland. After this operation is over, it may be his only chance...

Mr. X's eyes darkened slightly, and he clenched his right fist. The next moment, wearing a brass mask, he looked at the cannon fodder and abandoned pawns before him, his eyes gleaming coldly:

"We'll do it tonight."

"Kill all the Extraordinaries in the 'Heart of Steam' here, and snatch away the things here. If we complete this mission beautifully, we will definitely receive the reward from the Dark Saint!"

"Our spy has found an opportunity. A group of damn noble young masters and noble ladies will visit the Russell Exhibition tonight. You can use them as hostages and do whatever you want to them!"

He looked at the cheers of the people below, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. His mouth curled up further and further, twisting into a ferocious arc.

These extraordinary people will surely die, and they will inevitably be their scapegoats. You touched the children of a noble family and still want to escape? Just think about it, dreams are beautiful.

It is not unfair to let these useless people sacrifice themselves for the Lord in such a glorious way.

Mr. X's face beneath the mask had long been distorted with anger because of Gao Wei's affairs.

……

At six o'clock in the evening, Klein put on a black "Nighthawk" windbreaker and put on a glove as red as blood on his right hand. He organized his equipment and props, and Klein carefully put the documents proving the identity of the "Nighthawk" into his pocket. He looked at the "squirming hunger" on his left hand and gave it a command: "Disguise it as the red glove on my right hand."

"Praise the Lord!" it shouted softly, the color of its body slowly changed, and its shape became exactly the same as a red glove. After Klein told Creeping Hungry not to move around in front of others, he quietly lay dormant on the roof of this high-rise building, waiting for news about Miss Justice.

In the exhibition room, Audrey used gemstone earrings with needle-shaped decorations to confirm the existence of the "blasphemous card". She found an opportunity to pray to Mr. Fool when she was alone and told him Got the news about Klein.

Klein carefully examined the surrounding scene. Out of fear of Amon, he did not dare to let his spirit body leave his body, and just lurked around the exhibition.

The sun was setting, and the night was gradually getting darker. A gust of cold wind blew by, making the security guard standing at the door feel chilly. He saw his companion bending down tremblingly, and couldn't help but mocked in a joking way:

"Why is the wind so cold? Hehe, you have to be moderate and moderate!"

He showed an expression that every man would understand: "Don't go to those street girls, the wages you pay are not very..."

With a "swish", the security guard watched his companion's waist being stretched, and his spine seemed to have become his "waist", but this waist was a little too thin. With the limp lower body below the spine and the raised upper body, he was like a "barbell".

A man's crazy voice came:

"Temperance? If you want to be temperate so much, I can help you. Ha, praise the Lord!"

There was a bit of cruelty in his eyes.

"……many."

The security guard said the last word with a dull expression, and was engulfed by the fire in front of him.

A bomb has been planted here!

After reading it, I will try my best to post daily updates in the morning. If it is not posted in the morning, it means that I have not finished coding. I will definitely post it on the same day.

Then there is the issue of updates. I also want to write more, but I have been really busy lately. There are still three chapters left of the previous bounty - well, if I have nothing to do on Wednesday (I hope I won’t drag me to participate in activities again), I will try to code two chapters, and if there is nothing to do in the evening, I will add another chapter (referring to Wednesday)

Chapter 87 The provocateur melts in your mouth

With a loud noise, a huge explosion appeared! The explosion swept into a sky-high heat wave and fire, and in just a moment, the body of another security member was involved!

The members of the "Machine Heart" who were walking to the door reacted quickly and quickly blocked the violent explosion with the magical items they carried. But even the sophisticated equipment of the Church of Steam could not stop the explosives carefully arranged by the members of the Aurora Society, allowing the flames to penetrate among the young nobles!