Mystery: The Last God’s Path - Chapter 264

Remember [New] for a second,! Maric and Sharon looked at Sidor at the same time, their eyes full of astonishment.

Promotion Sequence 6!

“Didn’t you just ‘Sequence 7’ last month?” Maric blurted out.

He clearly remembered that when Hidal, he and Sharon ambush Steve and the others, it was only a Sequence 8!

The day after Steve was killed, Hydall became Sequence 7 and invited them to join ‘Catholicism’.

As a result, less than two months have passed, and he actually said that he would be promoted to Sequence 6!

Maric knew that Sidor must know the ‘acting method’ and that the potion can be completely digested.

That is to say… Hidall has completely digested the potion of Sequence 7! Maric glanced at Sharon and found that Sharon was just surprised, and then returned to normal, as if he thought it was normal.

At this time, Maric couldn’t help but wonder what happened to them in Tingen.

Hearing Maric’s inquiry, Hiddell gave a positive answer:

“Yes, I have completely digested the potion. This is the gift of my Lord. Praise the Lord.”

Sidor said, made a prayer gesture, and directly pushed the reason why he digested the potion so quickly to the ‘God’. His current identity is the divine scroller and agent of the ‘God’, so even if this matter is a bit outrageous , which also seems reasonable.

Sure enough, Maric obviously believed this statement, and Sharon had already thought like this, and the two also made prayer gestures and said the same:

“Praise God.”

Immediately, Maric continued: “I went to a party a few days ago, and the Queen of Mysteries sent someone to hand me an item and let me pass it to you.”

As he said that, a living corpse walked up to Hidell, took out a tin box from his body, and put it on the table.

“That’s the main ingredient of the potion that I entrusted her to help me find.” Sidor didn’t hide it either, but said it directly. There’s no need to hide some things from Maric and Sharon, not to mention that the formula of ‘Apocalypse’ was originally It’s just fake as a medium.

Sidor said, and opened the tin box, revealing a pair of green eyes the size of a baby’s fist inside.

The eyeballs of the Hornages Mountain Snake.

When Sidor looked at the pair of eyeballs, he felt that his soul was drawn in, but Sidor quickly broke free.

Sidor closed the box again, pondered for a while, and said:

“I need a quiet room.”

He’s about to prepare the potion now!

Because tonight is the time for Qilingers to do it!

Another main material of the “Apocalypse” is the holy glow stone, and other auxiliary materials, which he has already collected, and they are all above heaven.

Maric also instantly understood Hidall’s thoughts, nodded and said, “Okay, come with me, there are instruments there too.”

Maric stood up and took Hiddell out the door, to the back street of the bar, through a narrow alley, and finally to a townhouse.

“This is where Sharon and I temporarily live.” Maric opened the door and walked in with Hidell. Sharon had already appeared on a mirror in the room.

Finally, the three came to a basement. Maric lit the gas lamp, and the orange light illuminated the basement, revealing a row of glass instruments and a bluestone table top.

In addition to these instruments, there are other things in the basement.

Maric explained: “These items are all newly bought, and they are all the potions that I plan to use to configure the ‘Wraith’, which should help you configure the potions.”

Next, Maric and Sharon returned to the ground, leaving Hidal alone in the basement.

After Sidor took a breath, he set up the wall of spirituality, and then took out the materials for the ‘Giving Ceremony’ and set up the altar.

After the mantra was recited, Hidell inspired the cross on his chest to come to heaven, found the ‘Holy Glowing Stone’ and auxiliary materials in the junk pile, and gave it to him.

Half an hour later, a white potion with countless white dots flashing on its surface was formed.

Inside these white lights, it seems to be a picture of a certain period of time, but it is too small, and Hidal can’t see what the picture is inside.

Siddall raised his glass, like drinking beer, and said to the void, “Cheers.”

Immediately, he poured the potion into his mouth, and in an instant, Siddall felt that those light spots kept exploding in his mouth.

Like…like drinking a Coke.

Just taste, and cola is completely different, bitter and salty!

Then, Hydall felt his spirit fly out of his body and into those spots of light.

In the spot of light, Hidal saw that he was holding an ordinary quill pen in his hand, writing something, and before he could see it clearly, he came to the next spot of light.

Then he saw a certain area of ​​Backlund, one figure fell down one by one, falling into darkness.

Then he came to the next light spot, and before he could see the picture, he flashed directly to the next light spot, and then flashed directly to the next light spot.

In just one second, Hidal passed five spots of light, each time before he had time to see what the picture was.

Siddall wanted to get out of this state, and with his thoughts, his spirit was pulled out and returned to his body.

“Unfortunately, we can’t see you continue to grow.”

At this moment, the familiar voice echoed in Hiddell’s ears again, Hiddell knew:

He became the ‘Apocalypse’!

…

Backlund, Hillston District, in a house with a stable and a garden.

With a unique wide chin and dark green eyes, Qilingus glanced at the unconscious man on the ground, took off his clothes, and put it on himself.

Immediately afterwards, he walked leisurely to the full-length mirror, watching the black glove in his left hand wriggle like digestion, and watching the many twisted lines appearing on its back.

A few seconds later, Zilingers saw himself in the mirror shimmering, and muscles, skin, and bones all changed eerily.

It didn’t take long for him to become the man on the ground. No matter his height, appearance, or temperament, he was exactly the same!

A firm nose, sparse eyebrows, slightly drooping cheeks, blue eyes… Qilingus looked at himself in the mirror and checked it up and down several times, confirming that he was no different from the unconscious man.

After gesturing the other party’s habitual movements, he bent over and dragged the man on the ground aside and stuffed it into the closet.

Then, he stretched out his right hand, and Kacha pinched the opponent’s neck.

Taking out his handkerchief and wiping his palm, Qilingus closed the wardrobe door.

He walked slowly back to the full-length mirror, put on a black double-breasted dress, tied a bow tie, then picked up a bottle of amber perfume, put a few drops on his wrist, and then wiped it on different parts of his body.

Looking in the mirror and combing his hair, Qilingus walked out of the door, closed it, and said to the butler who was waiting outside:

“Don’t let anyone into my room, there are important items in it.”

“Yes, Baron Gramil!” The mottled-haired butler put his hands on his chest and bowed in a salute. “Your carriage and accompanying servants are waiting for you downstairs, and Duke Negan’s invitation is also there.”

Qilingers maintained the style of a baron, nodded lightly, and walked towards the stairs arrogantly, accompanied by the butler.

Heh, a baron who is burdened with a lot of debts, and even ordinary security guards are reluctant to hire, actually maintains a housekeeper, a personal servant, two attendants, two first-class maids, four second-class maids, and two laundry. A maid, a coachman, a horse feeder, a gardener, a cook, a cook’s assistant, decency really trumps all these stupid aristocrats…it makes me have to waste my time learning how they treat a certain The strange pronunciation of these words and the so-called aristocratic accent… Ziringus thought coldly and dismissively in his heart.

…

In Duke Negan’s mansion in Queens of Backlund, a grand ball is going on.

It is divided into two parts, one is the dancing hall, which is located on the ground floor and is covered with gorgeous slate with intricate patterns. There is an excellent band belonging to the Duke in the corner. Going up the stairs of the hall, it is located on the second floor. , Surrounding the corridor, the guests stood in front of the railing with wine glasses, looking down at the dance below, similar to enjoying the fencing activities from the stands. Allowed, both parties walked down the stairs with hands and entered the hall.

On the other side of the corridor, which is not close to the hall, there are doors one after another, and the back is basically the guest lounge.

But behind the open door was a corridor with different plaster statues on both sides, all of which belonged to the ancestors of the Negan family.

All the way to the end, you can see another part of the dance. It is also a hall, with long tables, all kinds of food and wine, and another band belonging to the Duke is playing melodiously for the guests. And relaxing music.

In this hall, guests gather in groups of three or five, or sit or stand to communicate various things. Those who want to escape the hustle and bustle for a short time enter the balconies attached to the hall and look at the scenery and sky in the garden. the red moon.

Audrey Hall, who skipped the opening dance, was originally standing on the second floor of the ballroom, staring at the huge crystal chandelier hanging from the roof and the candles above, but found that many people were eager to move, thinking about it. After coming to invite the dance, she left here tactfully and set foot on the corridor leading to the “restaurant”.

It’s so boring, but I can’t help but participate… Hey, can’t they just let me watch in silence? I have to say that some people have really rich expressions when they dance, and they always remind me of those animals that are courting… Audrey looked down at her toes and walked boringly.

At this moment, out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a figure approaching, she hurriedly slowed down, straightened her back, and instantly changed back to the elegant and quiet Miss Hall.

“Hello, Baron Gramir.” Audrey greeted with a perfect smile and etiquette.

On the opposite side, Baron Gramir, who had sparse eyebrows and blue eyes, smiled and saluted:

“Hello, Miss Hall, you are the brightest and most dazzling jewel of this ball.”

After a few words of greetings, Baron Gramir walked to the ballroom, while Audrey continued to approach the “dining room”.

After walking a few steps, she frowned suddenly, her green eyes full of doubts:

“Baron Gramir is not the same as usual…”

“In the past, when he saw young ladies and madams who had a higher status and were more beautiful than him, he would move his eyes to the side, not daring to look directly, and then keep peeking at it… But today, he looks very confident…”

“Also, the smell of his perfume is not right. When he attended various parties before, he exuded the tail note of the perfume ‘amber’, which is pure and dank, not ostentatious but noble, that is to say, he will Spray the perfume a few hours in advance so that the top and middle notes can evaporate before the banquet, but just now, the fragrance on his body is the middle note of ‘amber’, dense and elegant…”

Audrey’s pace is getting slower and slower. As an “audience” who has completely digested the potion, her sensitivity to details is by no means comparable to other Beyonders.

Suddenly, she thought of a possibility, and her bright green eyes froze:

“Wouldn’t it be Zilingus pretending to be?”

“‘Wriggling Hunger’ has the ability to transform people into different looks!”

…

The more Audrey thought about it, the more she felt that there was a possibility, a heart suddenly raised, nervous and flustered.

“If it’s really ‘Lieutenant Admiral Hurricane’, what does he want to do? It’s a pity that Susie can’t be brought to this dance, otherwise he can secretly observe Baron Gramil just now… No, I have to remind Dad!” In the meantime, Audrey stepped up, entered the restaurant, and found Earl Hall who was communicating with the chief secretary of the cabinet and others.

She sketched an impeccable smile, walked over, took Earl Hall’s arm, and said to the others:

“Gentlemen, may I borrow Earl Hall for a few minutes?”

“Beautiful lady, this is your right.” Several gentlemen responded kindly.

Audrey took Earl Hall to the nearest balcony, found a secluded corner, and said to her middle-aged and fat father:

“Dad, I have something to tell you.”

Earl Hall originally had a doting smile, but seeing his daughter’s very serious expression, he became serious:

“whats the matter?”

“I met Baron Gramil just now, but he is different from before in some details. For example, the fragrance on him belongs to the middle note of ‘amber’, which used to be the tail note, such as…” Audrey said to herself The differences observed can be explained by sharpness and care.

After describing what happened just now, she added with consideration:

“I heard Viscount Grelint mentioned that Lieutenant General Hurricane Qilingus has the ability to change into someone else’s appearance. Isn’t he in Backlund recently?”

Earl Hall listened quietly, and his expression became extremely solemn.

But he quickly smiled and comforted his slightly flustered daughter:

“I’ll take care of it. You go to your mother and stay with her. She’s in the lounge in this hall.”

“Okay.” Audrey nodded obediently.

On the way to the lounge, she looked back at her father, and saw Earl Hall talking to a nobleman in a low voice, with a very serious expression.

Audrey’s heart involuntarily hung up again, feeling that she had to do something to prevent her father, mother and brother from being hurt.

Looking around, she changed direction, left the restaurant, entered a corridor, and found the small prayer room of Duke Negan’s house familiarly.

She pushed in the door, locked it with her backhand, looked at the symbol of the Lord of the Storm in front of her, and subconsciously found a quiet and dark corner.

Audrey sat down, leaned forward, clasped her hands in a prayer position against her forehead.

Then she whispered in Hermes:

“A fool who does not belong to this era, you are the mysterious master above the gray fog, and you are the king of yellow and black in charge of good luck.”

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I can’t write anymore. The content after tomorrow is no longer mysterious. You don’t need to subscribe anymore. As for why, it’s just for eating .asxs. Bad money…

I will write the outline in the book friends circle later, and there are not too many things. Okay everyone, see you in the rivers and lakes.

One thing to disclose in advance is that the voice that Hidal hears every time he is promoted is actually us readers, we are all high-dimensional overlookers!