"I see. Thank you for your answer, Your Majesty Oscar."
Chen Lun looked thoughtful and then saluted the other party.
He thought that perhaps the amount of "sole divinity" that one possessed also determined the difference in strength between god-level angels and gods. After all, this meant the strength of authority...
The "Serpent of Fate" Her Majesty Oscar in front of us most likely has more than two "only divinity" in her body. She is very likely to be very close to the throne of God and belongs to the level of the King of Angels.
'But why didn't she choose to become a god herself, but instead entrusted the great cause of Duke Huan to me... It's probably not reasonable to say that His Majesty Oscar was once a subordinate god of Duke Huan.'
Chen Lun was a little confused.
Because if it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to resist the temptation of becoming a god and would turn to support others... There are definitely loyal people in this world, but they can never be angels of destiny.
Oscar nodded slightly.
She seemed to see Chen Lun's confusion, and explained with a sigh:
"You are the 'man of destiny', Jack. You are the 'accident' that Duke Huan saw in the last era, and the 'disharmony point' that breaks the cycle... Since you have completed the fateful challenge, it proves that Duke Huan's prophecy is true, because she herself was once such an existence, but she was just a little short of success in the end..."
Chen Lun seemed to understand what he said, but he felt that Oscar was playing the role of a riddler.
'It seems that I am indeed special in some way... so that Oscar did not want to take on this responsibility and gave it to me instead? But why does she think that I can eventually become a god and accomplish what Huan Gong could not do...'
He found it a little ridiculous.
But when I thought about it, my destiny was probably like this, and I often talked nonsense in front of others, so I felt relieved.
"Jack, this mission is extremely difficult. It is a life-or-death struggle for you. I am currently trapped in the Far East and cannot escape. I cannot help you much... Alex is a fictional character I created. Although he is just a mortal, his body is immortal and he possesses the power of a 'divine relic' called Daydream. In his dream world, he is like a creator. You can use this as an aid."
Oscar smiled and patted his shoulder.
Chen Lun suddenly understood.
'No wonder an assassin once died in a dream, it turned out to be Alex's doing... It seems that although his ability is limited, he is extremely powerful in dreams... Perhaps the circus cadres can cooperate with Alex's power to complete a certain combination, so as to trap the enemy to death in his dream?'
He instantly came up with many divergent ideas.
Finally, a candidate was chosen.
'Well, this idea is very feasible... Noah can use the Bone Gallery to capture a Galaxy Sequence 5 Charm or Deep Sea Sequence 6 Siren, and then hypnotize the enemy and drag him into Alex's dream to kill him.'
Chen Lun had considered his hypnotic necklace, Siren Song, but this B-level artifact was damaged, and it would not work on any target with a willpower higher than 25 points... This basically meant that it was not strong enough to participate in battles above the mid-sequence level.
But it is still very useful against ordinary people, so Chen Lun still plans to carry it with him at all times to deal with some daily situations.
"If I had known earlier, I would have left a member of the Hand of Perry alive on the Pearl Bamogo, so that Noah could paint his portrait..."
Chen Lun said secretly.
Collecting his thoughts, he bowed to the other party and put on the black hat.
"Thank you again, Your Majesty Oscar."
"I wish you a promotion soon, Jack."
Oscar kept smiling and nodded.
Immediately, the silver ring in her eyes slowly faded away until it disappeared. Everything around her that had been "paused" resumed its operation and came "alive".
The wind blew the flowers past. Alex shook his head, a little confused about the situation, but he didn't care about it at all. Instead, he smiled and said to Chen Lun:
"Mr. Jack, do you want to have some fun here? I have seen all kinds of noble ladies, and I can create an identical one for you... Don't worry, Miss Floin won't know. How about it?"
"Have fun on your own."
Chen Lun shook his head and patted Alex on the shoulder.
Before leaving, he said without looking back:
"But be careful... it would be embarrassing if the ladies on the team saw you washing your pants."
"ah?!"
Alex was immediately startled.
Chen Lun chuckled and opened his eyes.
When he woke up from his dream, he found that he was still in the pavilion, and the lawn around him was covered with silvery white snow.
Alex in front of him turned over and shuddered, as if he had a nightmare.
Chen Lun shook his head, turned and left.
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He returned to his room without stopping, took out the golden cup token, and snapped his fingers.
bite!
Not long after.
The spiritual messengers of the Kangkai Council emerged from the air.
The faceless waiter still looked the same, with a white towel and a tray in one hand, and the other hand behind his back, bowing slightly towards Chen Lun.
"Greetings, Lord Archon Jackspeight. What may I do for you?"
It lowered its head and asked respectfully.
"Use the highest level of intelligence system of the parliament to give me the latest developments of the supernatural force 'Hand of Boliye'."
Chen Lun sat on a chair, took out a notebook, spread it out, and said without turning his head.
The faceless waiter nodded when he heard this.
"Please wait a moment."
After it said this, it took a step back and disappeared directly into the spirit world.
Chen Lun looked at the blank paper in front of him with deep eyes.
With his current strength and status, he doesn't need to go out in person to look for targets. He only needs to rely on the power behind him and get a little information. He can then use hide-and-seek and his own life-threatening jokes to create coincidences and make the target come to him automatically.
Most of the extraordinary people in the Star Path gathered in the Star Sect. It was difficult for Chen Lun to take action, so he turned his attention to this opposition extraordinary force... Coincidentally, this organization was also on the Empire's wanted list, so he didn't need to worry about it.
After a moment.
The faceless waiter returned again and carefully placed a stack of documents next to Chen Lun's hand.
"Thank you for your hard work. There's nothing else to do. Go ahead."
Chen Lun smiled slightly and placed two gold coins on the messenger's tray as usual.
"Yes, Master Jack."
The messenger responded respectfully and left immediately.
Chen Lun then opened the file and looked up information about the "Hand of Boleyn"... In his previous life, he knew very little about this organization, but now through the detailed intelligence collected by the Kangkai Council, he has a clear understanding.
There were also some surprises.
This organization is not like the Hailing Group, which believes in the "Eternal Sleeper of the Sea God", but believes in another deep-sea angel, "Dagon" Garcia Peter.
According to legend, she was once a subordinate god of the Eversleeper, but since the Fifth Era, the Eversleeper seemed to have fallen into silence and no longer responded to believers. Dagon then left the main god and disappeared.
Chen Lun knew very well that the silence of the Eternal Sleepers was due to Duke Huan's original plan. Duke Huan even went to the Far East in person before his death and sealed and suppressed them until now... His Majesty Oscar's "unable to get away" was most likely related to this.
Garcia Peter has many names. In addition to the "Dagon" that is well known to believers, she also has nicknames such as "The Seeker of Believe", "The Sleeping Star" and "The Seabed Deeper than the Abyss".
This is also the origin of the name of the "Hand of Bailey".
When Chen Lun saw this, he couldn't help but think of the opening CG of the 1.0 version public beta, in which Anna's narration mentioned this angel and gave a fleeting picture... At that time, it was in a lost palace deep under the sea. The desolate and dilapidated throne was empty, with only a figure crawling in front of the throne, motionless.
"Dagon..."
Chen Lun murmured the name.
Then he chuckled.
Fortunately, like most esoteric organizations, the "Hand of Poliwag" that believes in this deep-sea angel did not actually receive much attention from her, let alone miracles. Even the number of responses was very few, so Chen Lun was not worried about being remembered by Dagon.
He summoned the ivory-white fountain pen that Mi Zang had conjured up and wrote directly on the paper.
The rustling sound was constant, which matched the sound of the cold wind outside the window.
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Along the eastern coast of the empire.
A merchant ship departing from Yanbang, carrying silver ore and beihai flower seeds, is sailing towards Huabang Rongju City.
On the deck, some hitchhikers were leaning against the railing, enjoying the gentle sea breeze and the bright sunshine.
However, a quarrel was taking place in the cockpit.
"You damn idiot!"
The bald captain slammed the iron table in frustration, causing the water cup on it to clang and almost fall off the edge.
"How could you drink too much and forget to update the latest ship's log?! How could you, a second mate who has been living on a ship for seven or eight years, make such a low-level mistake! You failed to receive the navigator's information in time, and now we have been sailing for two days before we know that there will be a storm... You are going to compensate for the lost time and gold pounds? I am really mad at you, you damn idiot!"
"I'm sorry, Captain! I... I shouldn't have listened to that girl. The wine was too strong. I didn't expect to sleep so long! Damn it!"
The second mate was a thin, short man, who lowered his head and spoke hesitantly. The first mate, third mate, and boatswain beside him all remained silent, not daring to offend the captain at this time.
"Hurry up and notify the chief engineer, and have the crew contact the nearest port for berthing. If this trip fails, you'll get out! Get out now!"
The veins on the bald captain's forehead were exposed, and he roared with his neck thick.
Everyone scattered like birds and beasts.
The captain gasped and took a gulp from his water cup.
But before he could put it down, the cabin door was pushed open again, and the hurried footsteps almost choked him.
Just as I was about to lose my temper, the boatswain spoke up, sweating profusely:
"Oh no, Captain. The crew on the lookout said there's a speedboat coming behind us... I suspect it's the Shipwreck that's been causing so much trouble recently!"
Captain Tong Kong suddenly shrank back.
Shipwreck!
This is a name circulating in the shipping circle. It actually refers to a group of pirates who have been looting and killing crazily in recent times. They have committed countless crimes and are even wanted by the imperial officials.
However, because the other party is good at hiding, and each attack is swift, accurate and ruthless, they have not been punished so far... The knowledgeable bald captain certainly had suspicions, that it is very likely a pirate force composed of extraordinary people!
The thought was fleeting, and the bald captain just roared from his throat:
"Load the boiler room to maximum capacity and head north at full speed!"