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Arrival at "Morola"

Chapter 1064 Arrival at "Morola"

While Angel was questioning, the person in the mirror, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly froze with his relaxed body, and his eyes, which were exactly the same as his real self, stared at her until she looked away uncomfortably.

"Why do you think so?"

After a while, the person in the mirror stood up from the sofa, walked to Angel's side, and asked in confusion.

"I initially thought that Mr. Fool was just an ancient god who was in poor condition and was gradually recovering. The same was probably true for the other members of the Tarot Club…

"After that, I learned that Klein was also a 'traveler', and I thought that Mr. Fool might be a similar existence to us, but he appeared earlier and was more fortunate..."

As Angel spoke, he occupied the vacant single sofa, got into a comfortable position, and continued to analyze:

"But with my understanding of the history of previous eras and my accumulation of knowledge of mysticism, including my deepening understanding of the source material and the Old Ones, the possibility of the 'Ancient God' has greatly increased.

"The lamp spirits fear the owner of 'Source Castle', and from the memories I left behind when Adam and the goddess conspired, we can know that the source substance in Mr. Fool's hands is 'Source Castle'... This can only lead to one conclusion - Mr. Fool is the 'Tianzun' who has lost his uniqueness and some of his characteristics and is gradually regaining his past power."

"Is it not possible that after the fall of the Celestial Lord, the Fool inherited Sefirah Castle?"

The person in the mirror asked with obvious lead-in.

Angell explained:

"Then the Lamp God will not be afraid of the current owner of the Sefirah Castle. To Him, the new Sefirah owner has no grudges against Him. He can completely pay a price in exchange for his freedom."

"But is the shameless, cunning, and deceitful being he mentioned really the same as the Mr. Fool you know?"

The question from the person in the mirror made Angel silent.

In her mind, she recalled the first time she touched the brass badge and was pulled into the gray fog, meeting Audrey and Alger, and seeing Mr. Fool, who explained that his behavior was just "an attempt"; and the subsequent "meetings before God", in which this mysterious being kindly shared knowledge and provided help; and finally, the experience of being rescued by Him through the gray fog space when she was in crisis several times.

Is this "Fool" who is no different from a true god and even more approachable really the "Heavenly Lord" who gave such a bad evaluation?

Wait... "Son of Chaos" is an Outer God who has been eyeing the Earth covetously. It is very likely that when his own source was torn apart and absorbed into the Earth during his initial awakening and splitting, his own existence was also split, and the "Lamp God" part was brought in, and then he was sealed.

He thought it was normal for "Tianzun" to be an evil person, but the Earth actually benefited from it...

Such a thought popped into her mind and then spread uncontrollably.

Seeing that she fell silent again and her expression changed again and again, the person in the mirror chuckled, squeezed into the single sofa, so that their bodies were almost pressed together, and whispered in her ear:

"It seems that you can't determine the relationship between 'Tianzun' and 'The Fool', and you don't even know whether the former is good or evil... But in fact, who the 'Fool' is has nothing to do with us, right? Different paths require different essences, and there is no essential conflict between Him and us.

"Are you worried about Klein?"

The last sentence of the person in the mirror touched Angel's heart, making her nod involuntarily:

"'Source Castle' must be the source essence at the top of the three paths that can jump to each other: the fortune teller, the apprentice, and the thief. Amon possesses all the extraordinary characteristics of the thief. Mr. 'Gate' Bethel Abraham is the angel king of the apprentice. He was exiled to the void and cannot return... Only the fortune teller has a vacancy, and Klein is on this path..."

Her voice became lower and lower, and she didn't know why she was so worried.

It is normal for gods, believers, and followers to be on the same path. After all, except for special cases like Amon, gods only need to occupy the three sequence 1 characteristics and uniqueness at the top of the path, and have no demand for sequence 2 and below characteristics. Moreover, followers can also get help from the top of their own paths, and can be promoted and played more safely and quickly.

This is also the main reason why Klein went from an ordinary person to a Sequence 3 in just a year and a half.

However, even though he knew that The Fool was equal to the Celestial Lord, Angel believed that he had no way to fight him. The other party held one of the two unsealed essences and possessed a status beyond the gods. He only needed to regain his lost extraordinary characteristics to restore his "old" strength. Regardless of whether He was pretending to be kind or had a different personality due to the loss of his memory, He had never shown any malice towards Angel or Klein.

With a sigh, Angel turned to look at the person in the mirror who was competing with him for the same sofa. He saw a trace of worry in her eyes, so he forced a smile and said:

"Now I can only hope that Klein can advance to Sequence 2 as soon as possible. Let him know everything and make his own judgment... In addition, the information revealed by the 'Lamp God' also gave me a new goal... The power that He mentioned to fight against the Heavenly Sovereign's seal is probably within reach..."

As she spoke, she looked up at the shattered sky of the City of Disaster, and with the help of the prayer light that had just condensed, she cast her gaze towards a certain believer.

That was Elaine Soren walking along the narrow corridor towards the "City of Exile".

There is the Sealed Artifact 0-01, the "Blood Flag of Salinger", which is contaminated by both the "City of Disaster" and the "River of Everlasting Darkness" and can allow the God of Death to ascend to the status of "Half Old Day".

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The sky was shrouded in permanent darkness, with flashes of lightning appearing from time to time in the God-forsaken Land. Klein was holding a lantern, moving forward step by step in the gully-filled, uninhabited wilderness, doing a simple divination from time to time to reconfirm the direction.

He was generally heading eastward, but in order to avoid being discovered by Amon's clone in the dark, he did not walk in a strict straight line. Instead, he randomly selected abandoned city-state ruins to explore along the way based on his spiritual intuition and divination, or looked for clues in places where the Dark Wolf had stayed.

At this time, Klein approached a dead city-state again. Without divination, he could confirm that there was no life in it.

"But we can always find some clues..."

He muttered as he skillfully dived into the mist of history, hiding in the modern cities before the First Era that only he knew about, whose styles far surpassed those of this era but were left with only ruins, and let the historical projection of himself that was summoned repeat the same action.

The third "Klein" then picked up the lantern, put on his hat, and walked into the ruins of the city-state with a huge square and rows of stone buildings.

A wide square similar in size to the Memorial Day Square in the west district of Backlund was surrounded by a circle of statues of various shapes. They were the same size as normal human bodies and had become incomplete after thousands of years of erosion, but one could still see that their hands were tied behind their backs and their bodies were wrapped in thorns, resembling mummies, and also implying the self-punishment of ascetics in some churches.

"Mummy... could it be related to the 'God of Death'? But it also contains the concept of 'moderation'... In the Second Era, which Ancient God had mixed the extraordinary characteristics and authority of the two paths?"

As soon as he withdrew his gaze from the statues dedicated to the gods, Klein felt a faint spiritual warning, as if someone was targeting him with hatred, or he had accidentally stepped into some deadly trap.

In the God-forsaken Land where the connection with the spirit world has weakened, the existence that can make the spirits issue a warning is definitely something he cannot deal with!

Klein felt a chill down his spine through the double "historical projections". He was about to cancel the summons to the projections when he suddenly discovered that a "mummy" standing at the edge of the square loosened its hands from its back, jumped off the stone platform, fumbled in its pocket, took out a monocle, and put it in its right eye socket.

Amon! The spiritual reminder just now came from Him!

Klein's projection summoned the projection of the "Star Staff" without hesitation, and was about to pretend to be the real body and teleport away. Amon's clone, whose appearance changed from a gray-white mummy to a young man with black hair and black eyes, had already spoken:

"Wait, I'm here to talk..."

I don't believe you!

Before he finished speaking, the projection of the projection had already been teleported to another ruin, and then the Star Staff and the two projections were eliminated one by one, allowing everything to return to Klein's original body in the mist of history.

After checking that he was not parasitized, he breathed a sigh of relief in the old city before the First Era, feeling his spiritual alertness to danger slowly recede.

"What does He want to say? Is He here to negotiate terms and cooperation? This 'blasphemer', the angel king with a bad temper, doesn't think that I will believe anything He says?

"Could it be that the threat does not come from Him, but from someone else? Zaratul? The Dark Wolf?

"It can't be that Angel felt that our last meeting was... too short and suddenly felt resentful towards me, right?"

He muttered a few words to himself and waited for a long time in the mist of history before he dared to return to reality, found another direction, and continued walking eastward.

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In the square of the abandoned city-state that believed in the "Alien King", Amon's clone looked at the location where Klein disappeared in an instant, pushed the monocle in his right eye socket, and had his usual smile on the corner of his mouth, but his expression was a little stiff.

"I was really planning on talking about something serious, why did he react so quickly?"

He spoke in a low voice, as if speaking to an invisible being.

"Spiritual warning? Impossible. I have no ill intentions... not yet."

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With the help of the dim light of the luminous gems on the walls on both sides, Elaine, Tia and other prisoners who were "exiled for life" walked forward along the long and narrow corridor. The passages in front and behind were hidden in the darkness, and from time to time, there were heart-pounding strange sounds like a giant beast swallowing.

But none of the prisoners felt pessimistic about their future. They seemed to be walking on a broad road to freedom, their steps becoming lighter and their expressions becoming more relaxed.

Although Elaine had some doubts in her heart, after reciting Angelica's name before, she could feel a pair of eyes starting to look at her. She knew that she had been blessed by the angels, so she just followed silently at the end of the crowd.

After walking for an unknown number of minutes or hours, the ever-expanding corridor finally reached the end. More than a dozen prisoners walked up the stone steps to a quaint wooden door. They worked together to push open the half-open door and were surprised to find that their destination was a magnificent, sacred and solemn church.

An old man in a white robe, who was dressed the same as the saint who had just released the "Rain of Sterilization", held a thick book in one hand and opened his other hand as if to embrace. He said in a warm tone:

"Welcome to the 'City of Exile' Morola. This will be your home for the rest of your life."

As expected, everything was arranged clearly... Elaine muttered to herself, raised her head, and looked through the stained glass, murals and dome, and met Miss Angelica's gaze for a moment who was observing her.

(End of this chapterPersonal reception?

Chapter 1065: Personal reception?

Sensing that she was still being watched, Elaine lowered her head in peace and looked at the old man dressed as a bishop. She found that although his skin, eyes, expression and even movement details were exactly the same as a real person, she could still detect something unusual with her keen sense as a "reaper".

In particular, his "weak point" is different from that of ordinary people. It is not on the head or chest, but in an inconspicuous position on the side of the abdomen.

Some kind of mystical creation? Or maybe just a puppet made by those craftsmen out of their imagination?

She thought about it and looked around. She saw that none of the other prisoners, including William, responded to the old man's welcome. Only Tia looked at him with a dull expression, as if she had known her before.

The bishop of the Church of Knowledge... couldn't he be the bishop who saved Tia from the witch sect's pursuit and let her "join" Miss Angelica at sea? Of course, the one who saved her should be a real person outside Morola...

All kinds of thoughts popped up in Elaine's mind, and then she pretended to be indifferent, even a little provocative, and responded to the old man:

"Is this our place of exile?"

Her attempt to ask knowingly and irritate the other party did not succeed. The old man just smiled, walked a few steps closer, looked up in the direction where Elaine had just been looking, and then said in a gentle voice:

"That's right. Each of you will get a second life here... As for how long you can live, it depends on you."

As he spoke, he pointed his finger, and the handcuffs and leg irons of the prisoners, as well as some of the extra torture instruments of dangerous villains, softened like mud and fell to the ground with a dull thumping sound. He then opened the heavy book in his hand and handed it to Elaine, who was in the lead.

"You can call me Heraberg. I am in charge of the theological affairs of Morola, managing this church and all the books. If you have any questions about this city, you can come to me."

Elaine took the book and found that there were more than a dozen names written on the open page, including men and women from different countries, and it was obvious that many of them were randomly made up pseudonyms.

She picked up the pen tucked between the books and asked Herraberg tentatively:

"Shall we register ourselves?"

"Yes, you are the one with the best quality among those who came this time."

The old man smiled and praised.

I didn't know I was so powerful. I just wanted to provoke you and see if you were a real person... Elaine muttered to herself, picked up the pen and signed the more neutral pseudonym "Luo" on the book.

She guessed that the Church of Knowledge must know her real name and identity, but the book had to be given to other people to sign one by one. In order to avoid other prisoners knowing her real name and being targeted, she made up one.

When handing the autograph book to William behind her, Elaine noticed that the clever boatswain raised his eyebrows slightly and signed the name "William" under "Luo".

No, I thought you understood my hint... By the way, William was originally a pseudonym, so Tia is also her new name after becoming a "witch"... Looking at her two subordinates signing their "real" names one by one, Elaine was speechless for a moment.

After all the prisoners had completed their registration, either with cooperation or resistance, Herraberg took back the signature book and said in a warm tone that seemed to never change:

"In this way, you will become official residents of Morola. Even if you are an exile, you must abide by the laws here that are consistent with those in Renburg. There will be law enforcers patrolling everywhere and sentencing people on the spot. Minor crimes will result in fines and detention, while serious crimes will result in you being used as an experimental subject."

"Experimenter? What experiment?"

A middle-aged male criminal who was so thin that he seemed to be stunted interrupted and asked.

"Some of them will become the city's law enforcers, and some will conduct certain important experiments. There will be a certain amount of 'loss' every day."

Heraberg explained patiently.

Loss... Elaine felt that it was strange to use this word on a person, and she felt a little cold in her heart, so she asked:

"After being exiled here, is there anything we must do? For example, the experiments you mentioned, or labor?"

"This city has its own ecological system and cycle. Unless it violates the law, no one will interfere with you or ask you to do anything. Of course, unlike the outside world, the residents of Morola allow spontaneous 'duels', and they will not be held accountable for any harm done to each other during the duel."

Isn't this encouraging private fighting? To allow the exiles to vent their excess energy and prevent them from gathering to cause trouble? What does the ecological system mean?

Elaine had more and more questions in her heart, but she knew that if she continued to ask, she would inevitably become the target of the prisoners, which would be detrimental to the next task. So she nodded and stepped aside. Immediately, another prisoner came forward and asked about accommodation, food and other things that must be considered for long-term living in Morola. Heraberg also answered them one by one.

They actually started to think about such a long-term thing, as if they had given up on leaving here... Elaine watched for a moment, winked at William and Tia, and the three of them left the crowd, walked through the stained glass depicting mythological stories and rows of brass bookshelves, left this library-like church, and stepped onto the streets of Morola.

This place is very different from the Lunburg capital of Azshara in the outside world. The buildings on both sides of the street are mainly in the style of the late Fourth Age and early Fifth Age. They are built largely of stone and have stone pillars and stone arches, which are magnificent.

The streets formed by these buildings extend in all directions and seem to have no end. Pedestrians in different clothes shuttle through them with lively expressions, not like criminals exiled to a death place.

Behind the streets, at the end of the horizon far to the outskirts of the city, are mountains that surround the entire city like a crater.

Is there such a city near Azshara, or even in the entire territory of Renburg? The tunnel we just passed through didn't seem to even leave the city of Azshara... Elaine looked at the mountains that guarded and blocked Morola like giant beasts, and all kinds of questions popped up in her mind.

Before she had time to think about it, her spirit suddenly became alert and she looked towards the edge of the city, which was several streets away from the church gate.

A violent earthquake suddenly broke out in a square there, causing the surrounding stone buildings to shake. A large number of stone pillars and arches collapsed and were soon swallowed up by the arched ground, forming a mountain more than ten meters high that affected many buildings.

There was a loud bang at the top of the peak, and thick smoke gushed out. Red-hot magma followed and flowed out, quickly engulfing the entire square and pouring into the surrounding streets. Pedestrians shouted to avoid it, but they could not outrun the fast-flowing magma and turned into charcoal in the high temperature.

A volcanic eruption? Inside a city?

Elaine looked back at the magnificent church in amazement. The other prisoners were filing out of the gate and were also shocked by this "welcome ceremony". They stood on the stone steps in a daze.

The bishop who called himself Heraberg poked his head out of the church door, glanced at the erupting volcano, and turned away, seemingly not caring about the disaster.

Not only him, Elaine found that except for the people fleeing near the erupting small volcano, even the pedestrians on the streets a little further away ignored the gradually spreading volcanic ash, the fog that blocked the sunlight above their heads, and the screams that echoed in half of the city. They just covered their mouths and noses and bent over slightly, as if they were avoiding a sudden rainstorm.

They have become accustomed to this kind of disaster. Elaine quickly came to the conclusion, shook her head and sighed, and said to the two people beside her:

"Let's find a place to stay first, away from the eruption site. I don't want to be set on fire by lava when I'm eating or sleeping without being sneaked into my room by other murderers."

——Unlike other prisoners, the three people's belongings were not confiscated before entering Morola, so they left behind a lot of cash. Looking at the various shops on the street and the vendors hawking goods along the street, Elaine gained a new understanding of the "ecological cycle" that Heraberg had just mentioned.

Here, there is no need for law enforcement to force everyone. Everyone will work hard on their own initiative to survive and become a part of the entire city.

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In "City of Disaster", Angel is observing the scene inside "City of Exile" with the help of prayer light points through a weak connection with Elaine Soren.

The person in the mirror was beside her, doing the same thing with their shared senses, occasionally analyzing the information:

"This city has a certain suppressive effect on our vision, so we can't see the scenes in the distance, but those mountains are obviously just 'decorations'... The entire 'Exile City' is probably limited to the urban area and a small part of the surrounding suburbs. It's like some kind of... special mirror world, but it's not a completely illusory scene, but a closed area formed by combining some kind of reality.

"Perhaps because of this, we can observe Morola's situation in the 'City of Disaster', because this is also a special mirror world, and there is a weak connection between the two... In addition to this place, there is also Trier in the Fourth Epoch that is similar to it... Could this be the influence of the 'Salinger Blood Flag' contaminated by the source on Morola?

"Based on this connection, perhaps we can provide some help to Elaine here, such as granting her certain spells or magical items, 'granting' the power of hunters or witches, and using her body to display the personality of 'source'..."

Angel frowned slightly as she spoke continuously, but he was thinking of another thing:

"Did you notice that the bishop Heraberg who received the exiles was not a real person?"

"Isn't this obvious? With the help of a higher-level perspective, we can see that he is just a lifelike puppet that is being manipulated. Not only him, but I guess all the clergy of the Church of Knowledge stationed in Morola are like this. This can prevent them from being affected by '0-01' and better manage the prisoners... and the city's law enforcement team is composed of so-called 'experimental personnel' and can be completely self-sufficient."

The person in the mirror yawned, watched Elaine and the others find a normal-looking hotel and check in, quickly began to collect clues separately, and nodded with satisfaction.

A remote-controlled puppet, this seems to be more advanced than the body transformation of the Archbishop of the Steam Church... As expected, he is a believer of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom"... Um, wait?

A flash of lightning flashed through Angel's mind, and he said hesitantly:

"The name Heraberg... is almost exactly the same as the name of Herabergen, the 'Dragon of Wisdom' in the Second Era, the 'Angel of Wisdom' under the ancient sun god, and the current 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom'... That bishop with a warm smile who answers every question, could he be the god believed in by the Church of Knowledge?

"He personally came forward to receive Elaine who was looking for clues about '0-01' in Morola?"

The person in the mirror looked at Angel with some surprise, his expression changed slightly, and after a moment he shook his head and said,

"It is impossible that the gods came in person, otherwise His status and the little power that leaked out would be enough to destroy the entire city... But Heraberg is very likely His incarnation, a temporary vessel for God's descent... He must have known that we would pay attention to Elaine's situation, and expressed His attitude with a similar alias and special treatment, supporting our uniqueness in contacting the 'Red Priest'!"

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In the "Exiled City" Morola, Elaine Soren wore a cloak brought from the outside world, using its ability to hide herself in the shadows, following a young woman who walked briskly and kept looking around in front of her.

That was Iris, the "arsonist" who had committed multiple arsons and entered the city with her.

With the instinct from the "conspirator", Elaine believed that her entry into Morola was not accidental, but she had an important mission just like herself.

Sure enough, Iris moved quickly through the streets and alleys, not like a "newcomer" who had come to the city for the first time. Just when Elaine felt that tracking was becoming difficult, she finally stopped and came to a building with four stone pillars and a huge arch.

(End of this chapterMorola's Ecology

Chapter 1066: Morola's Ecology

"Fallen nobles..."

In the shadows, Elaine silently recited the name of the sign hanging on the door of the bar. It was written in dark red Intis script, and it was unclear whether it was written in some kind of blood or just imitating the color of dried blood.

Iris did not walk into the bar directly, but knocked on the window near the door. After a moment, a deep male voice came from inside:

"What?"

Iris, with her dark red hair casually draped behind her head, a thin figure and a slightly flat chest, asked in a sharp voice,

"How much is your loyalty worth?"

"At least ten thousand Felkins!"

The man answered from behind the window, and the narrow window opened from the inside. Iris looked around, supported herself on the windowsill, flexibly climbed in, and closed the window casually.

This was a secret code... Iris really had some purpose in mind. She deliberately burned down the library in a country like Lenburg that attached great importance to knowledge, and deliberately fabricated a crime that would lead to her being "exiled"... This could also explain why she was so familiar with this city. Members of her organization had already infiltrated the city and provided a lot of information to the outside world.

Elaine pondered, and walked around to the other side of the street in the dark. She walked out of the shadow created by the "Shadow Cloak" that she bought at a high price, and strolled leisurely towards the "Fallen Nobles" bar, preparing to walk into the main entrance in a grand manner to see what was going on inside.

Of course, before arriving at the door of the bar, she casually touched a handful of lead-gray dust from the volcanic eruption and simply disguised her face to avoid being easily recognized by Iris, whom she had only met once.

But just as she arrived under the sign that seemed to be written in blood, a sharp gaze was cast at her from the second floor without any concealment. It was not the gaze of a passerby casually observing others, but a scrutiny that was both suspicious and vigilant.

This feeling of being spied on like a prey made Elaine more and more anxious. She always felt that her weaknesses were completely exposed to the sight above and her life was in danger at any time.

Without hesitation, Elaine continued to walk away from the bar as if she was just passing by, turned into the bakery next door, picked up a few loaves of bread that looked relatively soft, and left.

It was not until they turned into another street that Elaine felt the gaze move away from behind her.

"It's definitely not Iris. If she could sense my tracking, she would have gotten rid of me long ago... I feel like someone has seen through my 'weakness'. He is most likely also a 'Hunter' and a 'Reaper'... Iris is also a Hunter. Is this the main path of their organization?"

Questions popped up in Elaine's mind. She squeezed the bread in her hand and decided not to explore the "Fallen Nobles" further today. Instead, she would go to other areas to collect relevant information and make preparations for the follow-up before contacting this hunter-based organization.

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When the whole city was shrouded in dusk, Elaine returned to her temporary residence. Holding a paper bag of bread in one hand and bacon and a small can of Feynaporte-flavored hot sauce in the other, she pushed open the half-open door of the hotel suite with her knees and returned to her warm little home.

That afternoon, she experienced a sudden rainstorm that quickly dissipated, and two earthquakes that were not strong but scary. She felt more disgusted with this city than curious about it. Only the room with a lit fire and furnishings that were not much different from those in the outside world could make her feel a little at ease.

Tia and William had already returned. The former used the cash she had on her to buy some daily necessities and clothes, and was organizing her locker as if she was going to live here permanently. The latter walked through the nearby streets and alleys, summarized the relevant information in his mind, and was leaning over the table to draw a map.

"Dinner is here."

Elaine greeted them, blew off the volcanic ash on the bread, and put it on the coffee table, took off her "shadow cloak" and hung it beside her, gathered the two companions together, and exchanged various information they had found out outside today.

This small city located between the mountains is not in the territory of Lenburg, but no matter you have just arrived here or are an exile who has lived here for more than ten years and is lucky enough not to die, you can't tell where it is exactly. You only know that it has day and night, seasons like other cities, and the angle of direct sunlight is no different from other cities in Lenburg, as if it is really located in a hidden mountain range.

Apart from this "normal" thing, everything else is abnormal.

The entire city and surrounding areas are constantly experiencing various extreme weather and disasters, the most common of which are heavy rains and hurricanes, followed by earthquakes of varying intensities. Volcanic eruptions occur on average once a week and may occur directly in urban areas, causing heavy casualties.

In addition to "natural disasters", "man-made disasters" are also an important reason for the abnormal deaths of residents. Perhaps because they are serious criminals with no hope of escape, the residents here are extremely belligerent and will look for any opportunity to engage in "duel" permitted by law. Such conflicts often end with one party being seriously injured or killed.

It is said that dozens of residents died every day in natural disasters and man-made disasters, but the population of Morola has not decreased. Instead, it has increased from a little over 100,000 when it was founded to nearly 200,000 now. Except for a few clergy working in the church, all residents, including the law enforcement team composed of "experimenters", are exiles, and most of them are not locals of Renburg, but serious criminals from other countries, who were brought in by the Knowledge Church and exiled here.

Since its establishment, this city has been under the loose management of the Church of Knowledge. As long as one does not commit crimes, one is freer than most countries. Therefore, these prisoners with "different strengths" soon formed various classes divided by strength.

Those who occupy key positions in Morola and control production institutions such as farms, breeding farms, factories and mining areas outside the city and sales channels such as warehouses and shops in the city are all extraordinary people from various fields. Those with good physical fitness but no extraordinary abilities have become their subordinates. The next best ones can only choose to work for them in exchange for wages to support their lives. Those with better circumstances are considered employees, and the status of most of them is no different from that of slaves.

Of course, there are some entities outside this "ecosystem". Some of them have the power to survive on their own, while others are physically disabled or old, and no one wants them even for their labor.

This ecological cycle does not work perfectly. It is said that there are many riots every year. Some are aimed at overthrowing the rule of the church and completely allowing Morola to be autonomous, while others are extraordinary people attacking each other and redistributing benefits.

But the strange thing is that no one has ever taken this opportunity to organize and capture the Church of Knowledge in the city center and leave Morola through the underground passage, not even once.

"If it were me, I would not want to leave here after occupying the top ecological level. In the outside world, there are laws and churches that control the city, but the Church of Knowledge in Morola allows Extraordinary people to form gangs and fight for interests. This is simply a paradise for Extraordinary people."

After exchanging information with each other, Elaine said half-jokingly, but received the heartfelt approval of William and Tia.

They were already mid-sequence Extraordinary people, and even in Morola, where "talents abounded", they were considered a small group of people at the top. After learning that the farms and factories here were controlled by Extraordinary people rather than wealthy businessmen and nobles, they all had an urge deep in their hearts to stay here and live a good life.

Seeing their great interest, Elaine restrained her smile and went to the bedroom alone. She built a spiritual wall, placed a small dressing mirror, chanted the name of the "Golden Queen", and quickly established contact with this Sequence 2 angel.

This time, she did not communicate with the other party in a prayer-response manner, but was pulled into a dark and deep world in a hazy state, floating between gray tunnels that were densely covered like spider webs. Further away was a dark and silent void, separated by an invisible barrier.

A figure with long light golden hair, deep purple eyes, and a face that made people imagine endlessly appeared in front of her, with the edges a little blurry, as if it was a phantom in a mirror.

"Miss Angelica."

Elaine greeted him respectfully, and then told him what she had learned today about Morola's condition, Iris's suspicion, and Heraberg's attitude.

The shadow nodded with satisfaction and said:

"You should settle down as soon as possible. You can make appropriate contact with the local Beyonders and gain a certain status so that you can find the anomalies in Morola... In addition, it is time to tell you our real goal...

"Your mission is to find a dangerous and powerful 'Sealed Artifact'. It ranks first in the church's numbering system and is closely related to the Hunter Path. The entire 'Exile City' was built to seal it. The various anomalies in this city should also be related to it..."

After telling Elaine about the "Salinger Blood Flag" except for the information related to source material pollution, Angel continued:

"Besides us, there should be many other forces eyeing this seal, such as the 'Iron Cross' that believes in the true Creator and mainly follows the 'Hunter' path, the 'Witch Cult' that believes in the original witch, and even Soren, the Einhorn family, and the 'Red Angel' Medici who recently escaped from the seal are all eyeing this seal.

"But only Beyonders below Demigod can approach it safely. Therefore, as a Sequence 5, you don't have to worry about encountering stronger Beyonders... And your advantage is that, when necessary, you can accept the 'Gift' and gain a portion of the witch's power. Combined with your own Beyonder abilities, you can surpass the combat power of your current sequence..."

After a moment, Elaine returned to the real world. The mirror in front of her returned to normal, and in her hands she held three translucent talismans that looked like ice crystals with purple stripes flashing inside.

Back in the living room, William and Tia were already arguing over whether they should first kill a few powerful Beyonders through "duel" to seize their positions or recruit a few low-sequence subordinates first. There were almost signs of a duel on the spot.

Seeing this, Elaine quickly stuffed the talisman she had just obtained into their hands.

A bone-chilling touch ran along William and Tia's arms to their brows. They were startled at first, and then they were frightened by their inexplicable quarrel and impulse just now.

After waking up, they could clearly feel that their previous state was affected by some powerful force. This force made them unwilling to leave Morola, succumb to the "ecology" that had been formed, and even thought about gaining status through killing.

I'm afraid this is true for all the residents of this city!

(End of this chapterEveryone's Actions

Chapter 1067 Everyone's Actions

Seeing that her two men had returned to normal, no longer arguing with red faces and necks, and even preparing to fight each other, Elaine finally breathed a sigh of relief. She played with the talisman that was as cold as ice in her palm, pushed aside Tia, who had occupied the only single sofa at some point, and sat down on it herself.

"Are you more awake?"

She asked in a cold tone.

William and Tia both nodded. The former glanced at the talisman in his hand and answered thoughtfully:

"From the moment I entered this city... no, from the moment I walked into the corridor under the Temple of Knowledge, I felt an inexplicable attraction to this place that made me not want to leave. And just now, after hearing that Morola respected strength and that Extraordinary people could live a better life, I even felt that this was the only place I would live for the rest of my life.

"The argument with Tia was also somewhat inexplicable. We had a disagreement about how to stay here, and anger quickly took over our hearts. If I hadn't gotten this amulet and woke up from the cold touch, we might have already fought."

It should be the influence of the "Salinger Blood Flag". It is the only embodiment of the Hunter Path, which must include the authority over war. It will affect the behavior of all the exiles in Morola, making them aggressive, but they will succumb to the rules here and will not leave voluntarily...

Elaine thought about the information Miss Angelica had just told her, and gained a deeper understanding of the various abnormalities in the city.

Although she herself was less affected by Morola because she prayed before entering and was watched by the witch angel, she felt a little agitated when she saw the scene of duels started at the slightest disagreement while gathering information on the street today, and she wanted to join in. It was not until she held the "Ice Mirror" spell in her hand just now that she instantly got rid of the inexplicable impulse and became her calm self again.

No wonder Miss Angelica gave me three talismans, asking us to carry one each to avoid being affected by "0-01"... Well, there is another reason. Any information in this seal may be contaminated, which will make us unconsciously driven by it. Can this talisman keep us calm at all times?

Thoughts popped up and dissipated in her mind. Seeing that the other two had completely calmed down, Elaine simply stopped thinking and continued to arrange the next action:

"In addition to us, there should be many other forces in Morola. The 'arsonist' Ines who was exiled with us today is likely to be a spy of the 'Iron Cross' or a hunter family. They have even established a base in Morola. Leave her to me to deal with it...

"William, hurry up and learn about the topography of the entire city. Focus on finding cemeteries where a large number of bodies are buried, and pay attention to whether they have large underground mausoleums. But don't enter them... If there is someone else trying to find out this kind of information, follow him and confirm his identity.

"Tia, use your ability to continue gathering information and find a Beyonder criminal who occupies a high position and has a large number of subordinates. We will do as you said just now and kill him in a legal 'duel', receive his legacy, and let his subordinates work for us... In addition, pay attention to identify whether there are 'witches' like you. They are likely to be from the Witch Cult...

"Finally, you carry this 'Ice Mirror' charm with you and record the features of the mirrors in various places in Morola so that you can use the channels in the mirrors to move quickly at any time. This will be beneficial to our future operations."

After entering the working state, Elaine's tone gradually became serious, making William and Tia seem to be back on the "Redhead Girl". They kept nodding and writing down their tasks at the captain's orders.

Very satisfied with the attitudes of the two, Elaine slowed down her tone and continued:

"When I reported to Miss Angelica just now, He promised that if we can gain something from Morola's operation, He will provide you with the formula for a Sequence 5 potion. And if we find the key item she needs, the reward will be the corresponding potion!"

William, the "Disaster Priest" and Tia, the "Joy" Witch, who had been promoted to Sequence 6 several months ago and had gained some results in playing this sequence, lit up their eyes when they heard this. Their desire to be promoted to the next level and increase their strength overwhelmed their confusion about being exiled to the mysterious city and their worries about being affected by unknown forces.

Especially Tia. After she joined the Witch Church and received guidance from Miss Triss, the Archbishop of St. Angelica Church, her understanding of "joy" has become very consistent with the role of potions. She can also swallow her pride and seek help from acquaintances. She always feels that it won't take long for her to fully master the power of this sequence, but she has no clue about the subsequent potions. When she heard that she could get ready-made potions, she couldn't wait to sneak into the streets and alleys of Morola under the cover of night to complete the task assigned by Elaine as soon as possible.

But before she could do anything, there was a loud "boom" outside the window. A thick silver-white lightning flashed across the sky above Morola, which had just been shrouded in darkness. Heavy rain poured down, and mist filled the streets, making the whole city look like the end of the world.

In an instant, the pedestrians on the street disappeared without a trace.

This was also the influence of "0-01"… Elaine also gave up the idea of going out, and collapsed on the single sofa that seemed to be glued to her back, deciding to have a good rest tonight.

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Angel stood up with difficulty from the single sofa in the residence arranged by the Night Watchman in Limon City. He listened carefully to the faint prayer sounds coming from his ears, and his brows gradually frowned.

She handed over the subsequent operations against Morola to the Man in the Mirror, who regularly monitored Elaine in the "City of Disaster" and provided assistance when necessary, while she herself returned to the real world.

After today's battle with the "Weather Warlock" of the Feysac Empire, rescuing Bernadette and responding to Elaine's prayers, even though she was an angel and her spirituality was not damaged much, she still felt exhausted from the bottom of her heart.

This is not a good phenomenon. If she cannot maintain physical, spiritual and mental stability at all times, the spiritual imprint from her extraordinary characteristics and the erosion of her humanity by her divinity will have a serious impact on her and even cause her to lose control.

The loss of control of an angel is no less than detonating a blockbuster bomb in a city, and may cause consequences even more tragic than an invasion by an enemy country.

But the prayer just now came from Loen's Inter-Sea Fleet, from a believer of the Goddess of Night. He did not pray directly to the goddess, but hoped that the "Angel of Disaster" under the goddess would save the believers who were caught in the war and in a disadvantageous situation, just like He destroyed the Feysac fleet a few months ago.

That was the story that Angel recorded in the new version of "Night Revelation" after he destroyed most of the fleet in the Sea of Interval during the first Feysac attack on Conston.

"At first I thought it was the goddess who was kind enough to give me some anchor of faith, so that I could use the honorific name of 'Scarlet and Hidden Shadow'. I didn't expect that I would become the 'Fire Angel' of the church now..."

She muttered, but still nimbly entered the mirror world and moved closer to the place where the prayer came from.

Ten minutes later, a rare meteor shower fell on the eastern coast of the Sea of Intervals, destroying most of the ships of the Second Squadron of the Feysac Conquest Fleet.

But the Loen Fleet had suffered an unprecedented hurricane attack before this, losing more than half of its fleet and was also unable to fight again.

In the battles at the angel level, these giant ships, which only require a few ships to suppress a city port, are just statistical numbers and do not have much impact on the actual outcome of the battle.

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To the west of the Sea of Fury, near the island of Seros, which had lost official control due to the war and became a gathering place for pirates, a ship that was completely black with a black skull painted on its sails was slowly moving forward.

This is the flagship of Vice Admiral Disease's fleet, the Black Death, which has been rebuilt several times.

In the luxurious bedroom behind the captain's room, Tracy Pellet suddenly woke up from her sleep, hurriedly patted her hands around her waist, drove the maid who was only wearing underwear off the bed, and hurriedly put on a lady's shirt and slim trousers.

Before she could button her clothes, the full-length mirror in the room became dark, the layered space inside rolled, and a figure was instantly outlined and walked out of the mirror.

She had black hair and blue eyes, and wore a simple white gown that was open on the sides to the top of her thighs, revealing her slender white legs, which revived Tracy's desire, which had been calmed down with the help of her maid.

"Mother."

The pirate general bowed his head respectfully and greeted the other party.

Caterina Pellet glanced at the maid who hurriedly fled the bedroom, with a strand of deliberately dyed red hair fluttering behind her. She chuckled and looked at her disheveled daughter and said:

"Aren't you afraid that Elaine will find out?"

"Elaine..." Tracy's expression changed, her face flushed instantly, and she lowered her voice and roared, "What does it have to do with her? If she can find someone else, so can I!"

Her plump breasts rose and fell rapidly, and she was breathing heavily, as if she had completely lost her mind because of what she had just said.

The White Saint shook her head, a look of regret on her beautiful face, but joy in her eyes:

"It seems that even if you don't cause too much pain to others, your potion has been digested.

"Get ready and get your fleet ready. I will upgrade you to 'Despair' in the near future."

Tracy's face, which had been red from anger, quickly lost its color:

"Didn't the sect say that they would assign me a difficult task before allowing me to be promoted?"

"That mission has been carried out by another 'Pain' Witch. This is a good thing for you. No one has yet managed to get out of that place..."

Katarina sighed and said, then changed the subject:

"The ingredients for the potion are ready. You can exchange them with your accumulated contributions. If you are short of that, you can pay with gold pounds. I have also selected the target for the ritual. Killing a Sequence 4 Saint is difficult, but with my help, your chances of success are not low."

"Kill the Saint? Wouldn't the promotion to 'Despair' involve more than 30,000 people in the plague, causing massive casualties, pain, and despair?"

Tracy forgot her anger for a moment, and her blue eyes, like Catalina's, showed confusion and puzzlement.

"Haven't you always been resisting this ceremony? I found inspiration from the experience of the one who was promoted to demigod. He used the despair of a saint to replace the pain of 30,000 ordinary people and successfully became a demigod... You can do the same."

Worried about my thoughts? Are you afraid that He will come and kill you? Tracy muttered silently for a few words, and her expression eased. After a moment, she asked,

"After the promotion, you will no longer interfere in my life, right?"

Her meaningful words made Catalina laugh again, with a sweet smile and a beautiful voice.

"…I'm going to get ready."

Tracy muttered and fled from the bedroom, trying to calm the lust aroused by her mother, but another person's face appeared in her mind.

(End of this chapter