When the plot-skips players into the game world-Chapter 984 - 340: The Child Who Knocked Over the Sandcastle_2
Chapter 984 -340: The Child Who Knocked Over the Sandcastle_2
The Death Reapers sealed by the Hourglass will patrol vigilantly, redirecting any souls that try to escape to the Dream Realm before the end of their seven-day period, or attempting to recapture those that have already fled.
In other words, if the deceased wishes to avoid allegiance to any Pillar God or Celestial Marshal, aiming to become an independent Phantom Demon of the Dream Realm or even ascend to become a Celestial Marshal, they must first elude these Death Reapers—they are considered envoys of Amber in terms of power, but in reality, they are elevated by the Hourglass using the power of Amber, making them also the envoys of Balance.
Of course, resurrection of the dead is taboo, which equates to stealing food from the mouths of the Pillar Gods and Celestial Marshals. Even an ordinary soul that no one cares about could provoke hostility from the Hourglass if one attempts to resurrect it, due to the breaking of the rules.
However, the Netherworld Walker has a unique advantage.
As the saying goes, “a dying man’s words are kind,” even if someone is insane in life, their last words will always be coherent; not to mention when someone is thoroughly dead and their soul is about to be remolded… Not everyone can be chosen as an envoy, and for the majority of souls, the Underworld is synonymous with the final station of life.
At this point, everyone can understand their future.
For those muddled souls, being able to chat with the living again would be incredibly satisfying… Those secrets that they kept until death, without telling anyone, they would eventually spill them.
Professor Laximi easily obtains many unspeakable secrets from the mouths of these dead.
His decadent, morbid demeanor, full of negative energy, is proof of his soul being eroded by negative energy through excessive contact with the dead in his dreams. It is precisely because of the many secrets he holds that the Rose Cross Society accepts Professor Laximi, who is merely at the second ability level on the path of transcendence and hasn’t even made a pact with a Demon.
The ability to communicate with the dead is too enviable… Of a hundred Transcendents from the Path of Dusk, there’s probably not even one with a transcendence adaptation.
Among those who have reached the Fourth Level as Transcendents of the Path of Dusk, he is the only one—meaning that Professor Laximi is now the only Netherworld Walker in all of Star Antimony.
Even the wantonly arrogant Red Chancellor is quite favorable towards such a rare talent.
Therefore, while he is not a member of the military, he was directly honored with the rank of Major; as the lover of Son of the Moon, Blood Coral would tell him many secrets involving the Fifth and even Sixth Power Levels to please him, trying to control him with her body… And when she realized that she might not be able to do so, she contemplated setting up a scheme to grasp his weakness.
“Alright, I’ll stop teasing you.”
Pengbonazi said with a smile: “Is there something you must report to me in person? I hope it’s good news.”
“It’s good news.”
Professor Laximi confidently stated: “The ‘Lady Beyard’ you are looking for is now in Leipzig.”
“Oh?”
The Red Chancellor opened his eyes, showing obvious delight: “Did you hear this… Or did you see it with your own eyes?”
“I saw it with my own eyes.”
Professor Laximi declared decisively: “She was wearing the ‘Light of Heracel’ with the number 002, and was on the ship traveling from the Holy Nation to Star Antimony. She effortlessly defeated a ‘Sea Bride’ and sealed it into a Tarot card.
“Aside from me, many others know as well—that ‘Miss Aleister saved them.’ This false identity of Aleister Crowley belongs to Vinesse Emile Zola Beyard. She is likely staying in the residence of Prince Xiyaldo… I believe that Count Doane was killed by her.”
“Excellent…”
Pengbonazi exclaimed, his face revealing a tranquil and contented smile: “To be able to see again… an old friend from days gone by. I wonder if she still remembers Bashir; we did meet back then. That was the first time I took Bashir to Crescent Moon Manor, and also the last time I saw Baroness Beyard… The Beyard Group was quite famous back then in the Empire…”
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He spoke like a nostalgic old man, recounting his past over and over, becoming increasingly excited, while the cries of Louise grew louder and louder.
But suddenly, his expression darkened, and his movements abruptly halted. Then he pushed Louise away.
“—Blood Diamond.”
Pengbonazi stepped forward and said leisurely: “Why don’t you know about this?”
“Sir, indeed the secret chamber received intelligence about ‘Aleister’s brief appearance in Leipzig,’ but given the importance, we wanted to double-check…”
Immense pressure descended, and Blood Diamond’s forehead was covered with sweat.
“And the result?”
Pengbonazi countered.
“Still verifying… But the outcome should be about the same.”
Blood Diamond said in a strained voice.
“Oh…”
Pengbonazi realized: “Meaning, you knew. But you didn’t tell me.”
——If I told you directly, and it turns out to be false information later, the trouble would be even greater!
Blood Diamond grumbled internally.
But she knew she could not explain it to the unreasonable Red Chancellor, so she just glared fiercely at Professor Laximi and then admitted her fault: “It’s my neglect in my duties…”
Before she could finish her sentence, a heart-wrenching pain suddenly surged through her.
Blood Diamond clutched her abdomen, screaming in agony as she staggered backward—she had just been “gut-wrenchingly” betrayed in the most literal sense.
——You still want to make a move against Odvar?
Pengbonazi said with a sinister tone, “He has brought me the information I wanted… He is my friend. Attacking my friend, are you trying to usurp the throne?”
Blood Diamond was drenched in cold sweat and speechless.
Meanwhile, Pengbonazi turned to face Professor Laximi, his face breaking into a warm smile: “Thank you very much, Odvar. Whatever reward you want, just tell the Blood Coral… I can’t wait to catch up with an old friend.”
“Father…”
Valentin VIII instantly widened his eyes, feeling a strong unease: “If you leave, I might…”
——Perhaps be assassinated.
After all, everyone knew he was a puppet of the Red Chancellor. But some fools might think the Red Chancellor needed him to maintain his rule…
“That would just be turning into the Son of the Moon, wouldn’t it?”
Pengbonazi patted Lucien on the head gleefully, utterly indifferent to the puppet King’s safety.
“Should Leipzig’s brother take the people back?”
Queen Louise, who had quickly straightened up her clothes, proposed an idea.
“No, no, no… That’s unreliable,”
The Red Chancellor vetoed: “What if he accidentally angers the others? That guy isn’t very reliable in his work… It’s better if I go in person.”
“As for Lionheart City, leave it to——nevermind, it doesn’t matter. Do as you please. I’m leaving now.”
He never really cared about power in the first place.
Professor Laximi added, “I speculate that Lady Beyard’s trip to Star Antimony this time may be related to the ‘Ring of Ouroboros ritual’ and the ‘Perfect Human’.”
Hearing this, Pengbonazi was even more elated: “Wonderful! Every piece of news you bring is to my liking! I love you, my friend! Ever since seeing you, it’s been nothing but good news!”
He actually hadn’t been that eager to meet Beyard, at least not to this extent.
It was not just nostalgia… but also a sense of disorientation that no one wished to reveal.
——In this era, no one could understand him.
Nor did anyone have the qualifications to attempt to understand him.
After the death of his old friend, the country had gradually deviated from its former path.
This made him lose interest in Star Antimony. He even began to resent it.
So, he destroyed Star Antimony’s heritage with his own hands and intended to personally sever the bloodline of his former friend… He thought he would be relieved, like a child who happily moves on to the next game after knocking down a sandcastle he had meticulously built for a long time.
But all he felt inside was a vacuum called “meaninglessness.” It was like having finished a book that had been read for a long time, a book that ended but didn’t bring joy.
And Beyard… might be able to answer his questions!
After so many years, how exactly had she managed to maintain the “vitality of the spirit”?
Pengbonazi was not going to wait for a train—he transformed into a blood bat and sped off in the direction of Leipzig City at great speed!
Although he wasn’t particularly fast, the advantage was that he could travel in a straight line.
In less than half a day, Pengbonazi would arrive in Leipzig personally!
