Lenny took his seat and after a few moments of conversation with Blinken, he asked about Fort Gutenberg. He was a little worried about Anna, who might be watched more closely by her father if the actions of that day were revealed. As of yet, no warnings had been received from the Viscount on the Hunter's side, so there should be no problems for now. Brinken smiled, "That's no coincidence, I didn't realize that you and Anna were colleagues from college. Anna and I used to know each other from co-curricular activities in high school, so we go way back." "Have you figured out what to do to break through the barrier near the professor?" Brinken then turned and headed out the door, shaking his hand to the family that was watching from the doorway, and quickly disappeared into the night. Mason looked down curiously at his palm, which was clean and free of anything unusual. "She was off work today and was waiting at the steam rail horse station near the library when a dastardly thief sto
"So the slums are fairly heavily populated by Dejhess, followed by Negroes from the Sargent League, and a fairly small percentage of whites." Louis Holmes quietly whispered in Esme Crane's ear, "The violent priest Andrei Trotsky, who I had the pleasure of meeting once, and who normally looked quite amiable, ended up fighting... It's really scary." There were men wandering the streets looking either fierce or sinister, with old but not tattered clothing, and looking much cleaner. But these men, with shaved heads, or missing teeth and fingers, and invariably tattooed, did not look really decent either. Owen Cotton has told them everything he knows about Cervantes, and he has even taken the lead in getting the fake identity and ticket that Cervantes bought here from Nishikawa on the other hand. "God bless you, truly good man!" "You're quite a kind man, Esme Crane, and I've sort of met you today." He said. "You just asked if you knew about the existence of the mysterious world, the p
This Foss was quite solid, and was easily dismissed. The crowd withdrew from Hela's small courtyard and entered the front yard of the warehouse. Standing in the front yard and looking into the small courtyard, they could indeed see the second floor windows of the small two-story building where Hela lived. Pulling back a little from the molecules watching nearby, the group formed a circle and Bella whispered quietly, "This little old lady has a magical item on her that isolates her from mental probing, a pendant that hangs around her neck. Unless she takes it off, I can't peer into her spirit world." Bella nodded and immediately released her mental energy, probing into the house. As a result it didn't take long for her to open her eyes and shake her head at the crowd, apparently she had failed, but the reason for her failure was not convenient to say right now. "That's what Hela said, she said she saw the woman enter the warehouse from the second floor and the woman didn't spot her."
Esme Crane thought he was a pirate at first glance, but he was actually a sailor who spent a lot of time on sea ships and then, after some unknown experience, became a boss in Zocta South. In the evening, she checked in the library for half a day, but did not find any record of the yellow seal, but in her heart, she felt more and more weird and ominous. When she passed by the captain's office, she knocked on the door to ask him about it, but no one answered for half a day. It was Doris who told her that the captain was temporarily out of town this morning. For the next three days, Esme Crane, who had wanted to return to Emerson Town, was forced to put her plans on hold once again as Paulina, who was away, sent back orders with the Sapphire to stay away from HQ for a while and wait for word that she might be sent on another mission. As for the yellow seal, Paulina and the Valkyrie Vice Regiment both looked somewhat grave; they seemed to know where this yellow seal was coming from, b
The exams were on September 28 and the following day, September 29, a day that was a pre-New Year's Day break and a buffer day. Only the day before had he and Anna settled down, and this was probably the day when Jerome had just gotten word of his secret contact with Anna, and the needle's own plan had not yet been conceived. "She's a wild seed, a wild girl carried from nowhere. Long and thin and tall, with a long old neck, like a goose." "Things changed when Esme Crane had an accident and nearly drowned during the warm season holidays of her fifth grade year. And the accident was with her best friend, Andridge. The drowning took place northwest of the village of Oaks, just outside of Emerson, where there is a lake that covers quite a large area, commonly known locally as 'Blue Lake,' because of its beautiful blue-blue water all year round. Esme Crane breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the hand covering Ann. "Don't let her looks fool you, don't forget she's a yellow-skinned ba
"I'm sorry to have taken the liberty of interrupting. I'm Anna Gibson Mcknighten, a professor of forensic medicine. There are a few things I would like to ask about your daughter." Anna explained through the fence fence. "Esme Crane later started missing classes, stopped coming to school, and eventually failed to get her diploma because of lack of attendance leading to high school failure. This graduation photo, which was finally taken on the eve of her graduation, after her best friend Anna went to great lengths to drag her to school, was only taken because Esme Crane agreed to come to Ann's graduation photo because Anna told her that she wanted to see Esme Crane in her own graduation photo, a memory of their shared friendship." Anna's eyes were glued to her, while Mera on the other side kept a nervous eye on Esme Crane. The family had managed to calm down before Esme Crane spoke up. He had never seen such a beautiful looking woman before, even his once older sister was dwarfed by
"I didn't admit it to him explicitly, but he mostly knew about it, because Mera did, and she should have reported it to him. However, my father doesn't regulate my love life that much, and if I have a partner, male or female, he's not big on interfering. It's just that... My partner can't be a hunter or involve me in danger, and that's what he cares about most. It's not that you're a woman that he cares about either, it's that you're a hunter and carry a lot of secrets that could invite danger." Anna said. Anna said helplessly, "In a short time, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do. I've tried many times to talk to him properly, to try to convince him. But... He really has his heart set on it this time. He is old and stubborn himself. I don't have much time, and I have to get the dolls made before March, because I have to be on this Professor Bobbington expedition to the Ringo Mountains, and my father will definitely not agree to that. You will have to go too, won't you Esme Crane, and
"You've really been there, what was it like in the black market?" "You stay in the box and don't come out. Mera, you protect your lady, I'll be back in a moment." Esme Crane barked simply, and then closed the compartment door. Anna felt a twinge of something wrong, while Mera remained distracted. Ten minutes after the incident, the train had exited the tunnel and stopped at a track crossing, where the dispatcher hastily telegraphed to the main dispatch office, and the railway police were urgently called in. The train had been stopped by a coal burner who knew how to maneuver the train. At that moment, a crowd of people were gathered around the scene of the incident, looking at the scene. In addition to Esme Crane, Anna, Mera and Barton, there were five trainmen who had arrived in a hurry, and the rest were keeping order in the following cars. There was also another group of distinguished guests from the first class carriage - a noble mother and daughter, the mother in her fifties and
"Professor!" Someone called out to her from her side. She turned around to see two female students trotting towards her. "Good morning, Professor. We happen to have some questions for you." She suddenly got a lump in her throat. "Professor?" The two female students looked at her strangely. "Sorry, I seem to have forgotten something. What did you guys want to ask?" She replied as she control her emotions. The two students had no doubts and asked several academic questions. Despite the very different times, she answered their questions without hesitation, as if her academic literacy had kept up with the times. But questions still linger deep inside her. Where is Esme Crane? What the hell is going on? She walked with the two female students to the building, entered the classroom, and started teaching as she was supposed to. It was as if she has done it before, and it didn't feel out of place. The long 90-minute session had finally ended, and she had completed her teaching d
Esme Crane's world... That was her second thought.Suddenly, she realized that she was actually in tears.She felt a moment of unprecedented peace as all the sights of her short life swept through her mind in a flash. She gathered her last strength and used her strongest burst of power to stab at the All-Seeing Eye above the Blood Infant.Polaris could not remember how many times he had fought and killed, so much so that when he turned back, there were few of his companions left around him, and the ground was full of ambulatory bodies, all of the Shadow Assassins who could not maintain their Shadow spells, revealing their bodies in the darkness.The blood baby in Jeremiah Moore's belly then let out a horrible cry, and all of the Shadow Assassins' internal organs were shaken and bleeding, and many of them turned blind and deaf in an instant.He needed to go on a tour of the world and find a place where he could enjoy the dragon's food.A horr
Some field trumpeter, inspired by the sound of the heavens, blew the Internationale on his trumpet. The loud sound of the trumpet stirred up the excitement and pride that had been suppressed for years, decades, centuries and even thousands of years in all of them, and they sang the Internationale in unison, which at once dealt the deadliest blow to the enemy, who fell to their knees and clutched their heads in agony, their eyes wide open.Esme Crane knew it wasn't Anna talking to her, it was Naija."God is eternally alone, and this is the fifth law by which you become a god.Esme Crane, you abandoned me long ago, and you have long since ceased to be a part of me. You replaced me, and you are the world god now." She sobbed with grief and anger.Esme Crane was forced to take a step back, her coat fluttering, but her expression remained calm.From among the seams of the bandage, wisps of black flesh and blood would seep out. It was as if the inside of the ban
"Two of these three great angels are stationed in Zocta and in the Tower of Wisdom; they are the Immortal of the Ages and Avogomont respectively. These two angels are directly under the control of the Pope and are one and the same with him.""Pope Condé has launched a strong campaign, and the two great angels, the Archaic Eternal and Avergomont, have both possessed him, and Jugzotus has lent him considerable power.It stuck in her throat like a sore thumb, and she couldn't speak."I am ready to do whatever it takes to complete the mission, so please escort me.""Destroying the main gate of the tall tower, before the gate could not be destroyed by me alone. But now, along with the earthquake, the gate's sealing formation should be damaged, so with my combined efforts with you, it should be possible for me to destroy the main gate. After destroying the main gate, we will prepare our flying wings or cloaks, prop them up, and pocket the hot airflow to
This tall knight, the leader of the Shadow Knights, was manipulated by Bolaris himself. The leader slowly drew his sword at his waist, while hundreds of red eyes glowed behind him, opening in the shadows.Cecily's words startled Polaris, "What does omnipresent mean?""Because of my particular experience within the Tower, I have a strong aura of Jugzoth, and my spirit world is always trapped in the temporal labyrinth within the Tower, isolated from the world. Only a very small part of it was able to return, and thus I was like a ghost, unable to return fully.The other swirling painting hanging above the wall behind him gradually subsided, returning to the paint on top of the canvas. And at that moment Cecily's state became very eerie as he placed the horse lamp on the floor and slowly sat down, curling up into a ball."The blood pact is still in effect." Pierre removed his glove armor, revealing the back of his right hand with an odd blood mark on it, "We
Only this is the demonized state, I'm afraid it would be a different story if Cthulhu had caused the loss of control.Bella was the first to share a picture of the mental probe with the remaining three, and a blurred image of the exterior appeared in the minds of the group. They could make out the massive outline of the pyramid, and the countless thick, ghastly tentacles poking out from the square hole that hung upside down above it.Without responding to Bella's observation, Doris digressed to say.This floating spell, which belongs to the category of gravitational control, also belongs to the Yellow King Hasta lineage, and higher up, it is subordinate to Jugzoth, a power that restrains Cthulhu.Those were the last words Paulina passed back, words that conveyed only one meaning - jade and stone.Paulina's dark face broke into a placid smile as she addressed the trio.To their dismay, they discovered that the entire ship had been fished up f
"So what's next?" The mission still had to continue to be completed, and staying stranded here, even if she did nothing, was just waiting to die.Even the lights on the ship were out, and the darkness wrapped so densely around everyone's nerves, and the tension so oppressed them, that it was surprising to see dense dots of tiny light appear before their eyes, as if they were hallucinations.As the ship is rapidly propelled by the hurricane and angry waves into the very heart of the storm, the call gradually becomes louder and louder, and when the music of the Internationale playing on the ship can't drown out the eerie, brain-penetrating call, Louis Holmes and Paulina lead the entire crew to start singing the Internationale on their own as a way to counter the call.Apes migrated and began to spread all over the world. In order to survive, they began to walk upright and use tools, moving from Homo sapiens to Homo erectus to Homo sapiens. This population, which w
Esme Crane's death is the condition that triggers the sacrifice; Esme Crane is passively a sacrificial executioner. And there are two ways for Esme Crane to die, one is that she betrayed Anna, which will directly lead to the destruction of the foundation of her personality and the complete stripping away of the Godhead built on it. The second is that she was forcibly separated from her personality and Godhead by an outside force, and her personality fell and her Godhead was recycled and snowed away.Polaris Halsman was so mentally traumatized by his encounter with Dagon's abuse of his master, Old Hunter Suler, during his trip to Ringo that he fell into semi-madness.So only by concentrating on destroying the Church, which is so immensely sacred in the minds of these people, is it possible in a short time to crack their illusionary dreams and awaken their self-will.Macroscopic systems always tend towards a state of extreme entropy, and if an external force exist
There is no starry sky, no future, no past, no life. All is annihilated and dissolved, not a single particle exists, all sorrow and joy is a bubble, millions of years of evolution, not given any meaning.Paulina shouted for everyone to close the audition immediately, stop and crawl down, not to move. They were thus prostrate in the midst of the storm in the thorny jungle below the cliff, until the blood moon that had crowded in suddenly dissipated, and the abnormal sensation gradually returned.And it was the death of Esme Crane that induced Anna's sacrifice.The evil fallen world god let out a shrill whistle that was inaudible to human ears and raised the cross above his head, inspiring the power of the white flesh and blood cross.The process of sacrifice requires the party performing the sacrifice to kill the sacrificed in some way, while the party receiving the sacrifice can acquire some trait of the sacrificed to grow itself. This process must involv