From star abyss

The ridge slowly cracked, and Youhelai raised his head. The armor all over his body was burned and burned, but the snowflakes flew down piece by piece, falling quietly on his wound, as if being pricked by a needle, followed by continuous and continuous pain. Soft numbness.

Even citizens of society are mortal.

He moved slightly, opened his mouth wide, and breathed quickly and deeply. The ether blood in his body quickly became active, providing him with enough power to allow Uhelai to lift off the armor on his chest and take out an ether mixture. Pour it into your mouth.

"Gulu...Gulu..."

The ether quickly became molecular and merged with the cells throughout his body that had been assimilated by society. As a strong man who had been retrained, especially a jury-level [White Knight], he would not be wiped out by mortal force.

The ether gradually healed his wounds, and Uhelai suddenly sensed something, and the blood in his body throbbed. He raised his head and immediately saw a middle-aged man dressed like a priest.

"What a mess, [White Knight]."

His coal-black hair and strong lines are impressive, not to mention the bulging muscles that can hold up the priest's robe. He is simply a muscular monster.

The man came to the outside world alone, facing the devastation of ice knives and snow swords, but remained indifferent. He did not bring any equipment, as if he was not coming to the cruel and harsh outside world, but was traveling.

"[Bell Ringer] Horst, I didn't expect you to be able to find me..."

For the [Bell Ringer] who was also a member of the jury, Uhlei's tone was very respectful.

He still remembered how the bearded priest in front of him transformed himself into a citizen of the hidden society, made Zonia into a 'social institution', and how he easily turned a hill into a sand dune.

Due to emotions and reasons, I must respect the [bell ringer] no matter what.

"[Tolling of the Death Knell] allows me to see your soul and leave a tracking mark."

Horst stood with his hands behind his hands, his expression cold:

"If it weren't for the blood of ether, you would have died twice. The armor of [White Knight] has no defensive capabilities, it is just biological tissue that enhances physical fitness."

"Haha, I can still block the barbarian's weapons."

Youhelai slowly sat up and asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, didn't you go looking for our [tailor] councilor? Didn't you find him?"

"Something happened."

Horst turned his head and looked at the plain sand dunes beyond the snow-capped mountains:

"The traitors who have been on the run in the past have fled into the Star Abyss and are scattered throughout the universe."

"I even suspect that not only in the first layer of the 'abyss', but also in the narrative-level civilization, there must be their hidden figures, either themselves or their descendants. So far, they are still constantly disobeying Mother Gaia. 's will."

"I understand, you mean someone took action to cut off the beard!" Youhelai had a natural dislike for riddles, and immediately waved his hand: "What a big deal, with your ability, you can directly call the ghost to answer your question It’s a question.”

"The congressman herself is a psychic, and there is a ghost in her body that blocks her body... I don't know who did it, but he did take away our congresswoman."

Horst sneered:

"This cannot stop the progress of the secret society. These traitors all ran away because of the Speaker's War. When the MPs and Speaker gather together and Mother Gaia comes in person, they will have to pay the price sooner or later."

"Do all societies have to be like this before they can come?" Uhelai asked curiously: "Use citizens to invade civilization, let the locals integrate into society through pollution and assimilation, and then gather the speaker and parliamentarians, then society can be realized The arrival of - is this too much trouble?”

"This is always the case in the penetration stage. If you go straight, you will be noticed by the narrative-level civilization. They will cut off your wrists and isolate you without saying anything. What's more, only by continuously eroding civilization in this way can we provide society with rich diversity, otherwise it cannot be completely swallowed up. Drop a complete and useful civilization.”

Although Horst's words are always full of inexplicable events and metaphors, he never makes mistakes in details.

"So, we are not looking for congressmen?" Youhelay asked.

"Look, keep looking. But I'm afraid it's still like this on the entire planet." Horst rubbed his forehead: "Sometimes I really miss that planet...Haines, it's all a C3 'Luca' type universe. The human race, after thousands of years, was able to form a complete secret council, if it weren't for that guy..."

"That guy?" Uhlai noticed this detail: "You said several times, 'that guy from Haynes', but you never said who that guy was. Can you explain it? I really can't stand this. If you can't get up, can you give me a good time?"

"[Dominator Will] - the agent of Mephidria, the terrifying god also known as the God of Reality."

Horst's expression changes drastically every time he talks about 'that guy', showing a look of fear and apprehension, unwilling to say more at all:

"He is an existence whose name is best not to be mentioned. He has inflicted the greatest damage to our hidden society. When that guy exists, all societies become timid and cautious under his means."

"Is it really that scary? They are just gods. How many gods have the society killed?"

"No, He is different. He is different from other gods. If I insist on saying so, that guy...is completely a society, a society among gods."

Horst shook his head and never wanted to bring up this topic again:

"Let's not talk about the past. That period of history is a topic that even Mother Gaia and the Speakers are unwilling to mention - remember, don't dwell on black history, be careful not to become a part of black history. .”

Horst's warning surprised Uhelai. He was silent for a moment and said:

"It makes me more curious, but I also know what's appropriate."

"As long as you understand."

"It's just that since there are only a few C3 Luca-type humans on this planet, why not look for a similar planet?"

"We would like to find them, but the C3 Luca-type humans in the Star Abyss are busy fighting wars and never live together. Whether we can find qualified people with council-level potential is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"I'm very curious. Just as the [White Knight] and [Bell Ringer] of the jury, you and I are already so powerful. So what kind of existence are the members and even the Speaker?"

"Much better than you and me."

Horst said:

"Just mind your own business and remember that your mission is Gretwal Nightsong."

"Whether it's to awaken him as a [Black Knight], win him over to join the secret society, or eliminate him, take away his profession, and re-form a [Knight], it's all very important to the secret society."

"Do not worry."

Uhelai flipped up his tattered hood, grabbed the crutch made from Zonia's spine, and laughed:

"The Tianhuan people and I have already discussed that taking revenge on Li Aozi is just a side thing... So what if I am defeated by Li Aozi? With the blood of ether, I am immortal, and he only has so much power, but Can’t make it work.”

"...Don't mention that name again."

"What?"

"I don't like that man's name." Horst frowned: "This name always reminds me of some disgusting things."