Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

"Ah."

Lin Nuo nodded slightly.

"I can ignore Triss for now. I will report to Her Excellency the White Saint later. I cannot guarantee what the attitude of the church's top leaders will be."

Panatia said with a certain laziness that is typical of women.

"Well, I will train a Triss who is both loyal to the Witch Church and powerful."

"The White Saint will not object to my opinion, and Her Majesty the Grey Saint, the Pope of the Witch Church, probably won't object either. I think the Original Witch still likes Triss as a vessel."

Lin Nuo is still very confident in convincing the Witch Church.

Even if there are stubborn people in the Witch Church, the worst that can happen is that they can just pray and complain to the Original Witch.

Chick still likes Triss as his favorite.

In the original plot, Triss had no good feelings towards the Witch's Church. Chick even accepted her as his follower, gave her power, and to a certain extent hindered the Witch's Church from getting Triss back.

"If Triss's advancement speed can be as fast as yours, I believe the higher-ups in the church will not reject you."

"Although it is difficult for us to refuse your request."

Panatia walked over with a smile and took Lin Nuo's arm.

"Come on, I'll take you to the ceremony location that the Aurora Society has prepared."

Panatia took Lin Nuo through a series of checkpoints and inspections and entered the ruins of an ancient civilization.

The Loen royal family used a Hunter Path Sequence 1 Conqueror's Beyonder Characteristics as a reward to ask the Witch Church for help.

The Loen royal family knew that the Witch Church had outsourced its missions to the Aurora Society.

The Loen royal family even helped the Aurora Society plan a venue for them to perform reasonably.

All high-sequence Beyonders knew that the true Creator could not really come to Backlund. At most, He would send a clone back to the Northern Continent, unless He wanted to start a war of gods and be beaten up by a group when He was not fully prepared.

His eyes swept across the dim surroundings, and the first thing that caught his eye was the natural light hanging from the dome. Lin Nuo raised his eyebrows when he saw this. Since there was a shortcut, why did he still have to take the road that required inspection just now?

"To give an explanation and a signal to the royal family."

Panatia seemed to see Lin Nuo's confusion and explained to him.

Lin Nuo nodded. He could accept this explanation. In fact, the reason why he was willing to save Edsak's life was because he knew that Edsak's death was not important. The most important thing was the charge that Edsak colluded with the Witch Church.

Now that Edessak has colluded with the Witch Church and even become a witch and defected, it is not unacceptable to the royal family.

After all, George III wanted to be the Black Emperor, and Edessak, the one taking the blame, wouldn’t know even if he wanted to reveal it.

As long as Edessak was sensible and hid herself, and proved the crime of colluding with the witch, George III, her biological father, might not necessarily go to great lengths to kill her.

This was a hall, with neat but mottled grey stone slabs underfoot, thick pillars in front, and five hooded figures kneeling in the centre around something that looked like an altar.

Then, Panatia's soft but slow female voice sounded:

"Mr. A, are you ready?"

"All right."

After a brief silence, a hoarse voice sounded.

Mr. A, who was also wearing a black hood, glanced sharply at Lin Nuo.

"You don't seem to trust us very much?"

Panatia noticed Mr. A's gaze towards Lin Nuo and asked with a smile.

"Yes." Mr. A looked at Lin Nuo again and responded bluntly.

"Haha, then let me honestly describe our purpose and why we are looking for you to cooperate with us."

The soft female voice said without anger, "We did something and left certain traces. We must clear them up before being discovered by the Night, Storm, Steam Church, and the military. And this requires your help. Um, it seems that you haven't really understood what I mean. Let me give you an example. Suppose, I committed a serious crime such as murder in a house. What is the best way to eliminate the evidence and clues?"

"Not necessarily. Our purpose is to let others witness this behavior." Mr. A said indifferently.

"…Suppose it's me, not you."

There was a subtle breath sound in Panatia's voice.

"Pannatia, let me continue the discussion with Mr. A of the Aurora Society."

"If you delay, something bad will happen. You'd better prepare early."

Lin Nuo interrupted the meaningless conversation between Panatia and Mr. A due to the asymmetry of information.

"Well, then the cooperation between the church and the Aurora Society is left to you."

Panatia was obviously unwilling to continue talking with a madman like Mr. A.

Lin Nuo told her that he and Aurora would have a business deal to discuss, so she gave the two space to communicate.

"Barron is waiting in the underground building. You can find him if you need anything."

Panatia reminded Linno.

This Barron was the person in charge of the slave trading business on many colonial islands and the population trading business of many tribes in the southern continent, who were remotely controlled by the Witch Church.

Most of the population that built the mausoleum for the Loen royal family came from colonies and indigenous tribes.

Although many textile workers disappeared in Backlund, how could they be expected to go mining? Would the textile workers have enough strength?

The hardest work was done by slaves who were trafficked from the colonies and many tribes in the southern continent.

They are the longest lasting and most durable consumables.

"You need to teleport me to the East End."

The smile on Ms. Despair's face faded and she obviously got into work mode.

"no problem."

"Mark my words, if you encounter a delicate lady in a hood, just crush the teleportation stone and run away."

Although Lin Nuo knew that the Mother of Heaven would not come out this time, after all, he had already informed her in advance, but what if? So he still reminded her.

"it is good."

The expression on Ms. Despair's face softened a little.

Lin Nuo reached out and pressed Panatia's shoulders. A light blue and illusory light enveloped her graceful figure and quickly disappeared.

In an instant, Ms. Despair saw countless transparent shadows of indescribable shapes, and discovered that at the highest points there were clear lights that seemed to contain endless knowledge.

Her body was dragged forward by a strange force, moving quickly, and soon she left her original place and came to a deserted, dirty and disgusting corner of an alley.

She pulled down her veil to cover her face and looked up at the sky, only to see that the afternoon sun was obscured by clouds and mist, becoming pale and dim.

The light yellow mist was not particularly thick, floating in every place in Backlund, with a slightly choking smell, cold and moist.

Her steps were very slow, as if she was wandering in a sea of ​​fog.

She was waiting for the time when the smog was at its worst and stillest, so that the outbreak would be most violent.

“The history of the Kingdom of Loen will remember this day:

"The Backlund Great Smog Incident."

"I will crown it myself."

......

After sending Panatia away, Lin Nuo still couldn't understand why the Mother of Heaven in the original novel didn't come out to deal with the smog, but instead erased the connection between Triss and Chick's ring, and also erased Lady Despair.

Do the Goddess of Night and the Primordial Witch have a grudge? Maybe.

But is there a fundamental conflict of interest between the Goddess of Night and the Original Witch?

Apart from causing a wave of severe smog, the Witch Church has been pretty low-key.

Does the Goddess of Night not want Chike’s condition to improve too soon?

Lin Nuosi thought about it and felt that the Goddess of Night had the mentality that since she had already come out, she just picked a lucky target with a relatively high status that would not affect the overall situation.

Unless...the Goddess of Night did not support George III becoming the Black Emperor.

When the Goddess of Night and Adam chose to let Triss go, they were already planning for Triss to come back for revenge.

This result is also very easy to verify.

Since Lin Nuo chose to change the ending of Triss and Panatia, the Goddess of Night and Adam might assign him the task of destroying George III's becoming the Black Emperor in some clever way.

clever...

Lin Nuo suddenly thought of Bernadette. He just called the mysterious queen sister, emm...

This is just an accident... Those two guys can't be so micromanaging, at most they can push it in the general direction...

erm...

I will become a god soon, very soon, very soon...

Lin Nuo put away his thoughts and turned back to ask Mr. A:

"Is it true that the Aurora Society didn't send a saint to assist you with such an important matter?"

"The Lord doesn't care. Besides, the Lord said that you will preside over this ceremony."

Mr. A's tone was no longer so indifferent and distant.

"Well, leave it to me. Wait until the haze starts to drift outside, the souls of the dead start to wail, and the accumulated negative emotions in the entire East District boil over..."

"However, I will need to cooperate with Ms. Despair later, and you will need to complete the preliminary preparations for me."

Lin Nuo looked at the light shining from the dome and said to Mr. A.

"Yes, everything is for my Lord."

Mr. A's voice was extremely firm.

"These materials are for you."

Lin Nuo believed that the true creator would not go back on his word, so he handed over all the sealed divine flesh and blood of the true creator to Mr. A.

"These...was it you last time?!"

Mr. A's pupils shrank when he saw the petrified divine flesh and blood in the pure gold bottle.

He now confirmed that the man in black in front of him was the recorder who had cooperated with the Church of Darkness to prevent the arrival of the true Creator.

"That's all in the past. I have already won the forgiveness of the true Creator."

Lin Nuo said as he put on a slightly modified golden mask.

His body was temporarily transformed into an undead creature. His body no longer had any vital parts, but his mind and consciousness remained in the state they were in when he was alive.

"As long as you fulfill your agreement with the Lord, I will not interfere with your actions."

Mr. A quickly put away his anger and spoke in a deep voice.

"That's good. The weather is going to change and the wind will start to blow."

Lin Nuo looked at the sky where the dome was gradually covered by iron-black and light-yellow haze, and then the figure suddenly disappeared.

With his immortality, he contained the Black Emperor's blasphemous card and gained anti-divination and anti-prophecy abilities at the divine level.

At this time, Lin Nuo appeared in a black robe in the iron-black and light-yellow mist and blended in perfectly. This time, there was no interference from Klein Moretti. The Lady of Despair only began to cover Backlund when the smog was at its most oppressive.

Lin Nuo looked down from the sky and saw smog descending on the East District, the dock area, and the factory area that was spewing smoke, and it continued to spread to the entire Backlund.

Various scenes in the distance were "submerged", and even the towering bell tower was left with only a faint shadow. The homeless people who were struggling to fight the cold and hardship, those who had lost all their savings, their ability to work, and their loved ones, who were sitting on the roadside waiting to die, all fell down like straw when the wind blew.

In the East District, the dock area, and the factory area, those who were old or had hidden illnesses fell one after another in the fog like felled trees, while the adults and children who were still healthy only felt slightly uncomfortable.

In their eyes, the mist mixed with light yellow and iron black was like the descending "God of Death".

“Disasters cannot be confined to the East End.”

"Just like the real god of death will not only favor the poor and the insecure."

"Everyone who has nurtured the flower of evil should be able to smell its fragrance at the same time it blooms."

Wearing a hood, a transparent and blurry book quickly appeared in front of him, accompanied by a distant and ethereal chant:

"I come, I see, I record."

The book flipped through quickly and stopped at one page.

A howling tornado appeared in the area of the East District where the smog was the thickest. The violent wind collided with the air, making an explosive sound. The black cyclone was like a roaring giant, blowing the smog above the East District to the West District where factory owners and wealthy businessmen gathered.