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
"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 woke up with severe pain in her head, and her joints seemed to have been broken and reattached. A strange feeling came over her and it seemed like she had never felt so precarious as now. She opened her eyes, and then before she could do anything else, unfamiliar memories flooded her mind. Those are the memories of someone else's life. This person with the same name as her, named Esme Crane, lives in a world that is probably parallel to Earth. Her father, Calvin Crane, is a second-generation descendant of the Republic of Dejhess who came to the Mhadrrith Empire and now he was a worker, her mother, Sofia Ramirez, is a Mhadrrith Empire native, she is a housewife, and her brother, Reuben, who is eight years her junior. The cultural level of the former owner of this body is not very high. She dropped out of school in the middle of the 7th grade and she didn't quite understand the concept of the Dejhess Republic and the Mhadrrith Empire. Esme Crane wondered why she appeared i
Esme Crane reminisces about the petty ruins of her life's memory. Her previous life. She couldn't remember who her parents were, but one thing she was pretty sure of, she moved out at the age of sixteen. Of course, the paperwork was difficult for her, but in a short time, she was able to adjust to her new living situation. The apartment complex she lived in belonged to her father, he probably just wanted her to disappear from his sight as soon as possible. But why she was kicked out of the house, she has no memory of them. She fends for herself and earns a living, a florist shop is an ideal location for that. The owner of the store is a very gentle and kind person, he has accepted her as a part-time job in his shop. The summer months are when she is at the flower shop the most. The money she earns is used to pay for school fees and personal living expenses. Her life remained so peaceful during the three years of high school. In college, she had another incident. What it was, she st
"Are you here to wait for me?" So the next moment, she foolishly spoke to a cat, as if she believed it could answer her. The black cat, of course, did not answer her but narrowed those extremely beautiful cat eyes, it lowered its head, placed the pocket watch on the ground, raised its right front paw, licked its paw, and then washed its face. Only when she spoke did she realize that she was subconsciously speaking Vridhirc, the main language of the current kingdom as if she was influenced by the instincts left in her original body. She tried to open her mouth and repeat the words in English quietly, confirming that she could still speak English, and couldn't help but feel relieved. Esme Crane took the bread and sausage and scanned the interior of the worker's workshop, which was dark with only a little light and the smell of iron filings to her nose. The hearth, as she thought, still had embers left in it, giving off warmth. The cat led Esme Crane to the backyard of a single stone h
The night was uneventful. It was just after dawn when Esme Crane was already walking above the foggy country roads. She used a rag as a headscarf to wrap her face so as not to be recognized. Her footsteps are hurried and she looks around, describing herself as furtive. The incandescent day, on the other hand, is the outdoor prayer day in this world, probably because most people are religious. On this day, most people will gather in the central church or square of their residential area for a long daytime mass. England in the mid-nineteenth century because of the first industrial revolution, the city began to fill the air with industrial soot, coupled with the temperate maritime climate brought about by the perennial rain and fog, its capital city of London gradually has the name of the fog capital. It wasn't long before she reached Emerson, a river that runs south of Zocta, a tributary of the Dorrans River that runs through the entire city of Zocta, and the town of Emerson is named
Anna is a chef at the church's Buzan Church and earns a good salary of 350 CUC per week. Her husband is an employee of the railway company, driving the intercity steam train between Emerson Town and Zocta South Station every day, earning 450 copper Canadian miles a week. The Church is divided into five churches, each of which worships one elemental god - the gods of the earth, the sky, the sea, and the fire. ", "God of Fire", and "God of Spirit". This is exactly in line with the theory of the elements that Esme Crane knew sprouted from ancient Greece, namely the four elements of "earth, air, water, and fire" and the fifth element derived from Aristotle, which is also the most common pattern of the Western method pentagram represents the meaning of the five elements. The door was opened and a round-faced, wide-eyed brunette, much shorter than her, appeared before Esme Crane's eyes, still wearing her pajamas and seemingly recently risen. This stems from a bizarre experience in her chi
After about an hour and a half, Esme Crane, who had taken a hot shower in Ann's apartment and changed into a neat and clean dress, finally sat down at the table to eat her breakfast. Hungry, she resisted the urge to gobble up all the beans, mashed potatoes, bacon, and fried eggs on her plate in small bites, and finally poured a large cup of fragrant milk tea into her belly, feeling her soul out of her body and finally having a sense of the reality of being alive. She searched her memory as she ate, remembering that Esme Crane didn't have many suitors, instead she had been bullied growing up and didn't seem to have many friends except Ann. Everyone else disliked her and insulted her as a freak. The woman's looks were beautiful, at least from Esme Crane's own aesthetic point of view extremely good, mixed-race face always outstanding. Her skin is pale but delicate and smooth without blemishes, her eyebrows have the picturesque quality of oriental beauty, a pair of beautiful almond eyes
Esme Crane, confused, asked, "What is the Favourite? What hunter?" And Esme Crane made a disguise, hours before, she was in Ann and Isaac's apartment room in Emerson town center. Ann told her that since she was going to Zocta to make a living and work in a job like delivering newspapers, she had better look sharp. Esme Crane couldn't help but feel the money pouch in her inside jacket pocket, and felt it bulging inside, so she felt a sense of security. Esme Crane smiled and replied with the same pull, "Thanks for your advice, I'll think about it." "I speak badly, but I still want to advise you to go to Zocta and live honestly, do not think about going to any hunter group. If there really is a Hunter Order in this world, so shiny, why does the Church not want to let people know about their existence? There must be a reason for keeping them hidden, and the existence of hunters must not be a good thing." "You shut up Isaac, you fool, you don't even know that you are being deceived by
"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