Lord of Secrets

This is the power of the gods. So, are there other people like us? Mr. Elf glanced at Garlia and met her gaze.

A few seconds later, Ubemo tapped the metal handle with his fingers, bringing the two back to their thoughts.

"Choose!"

Ubemo did not say what would happen if he refused, but just said to give him a choice. But even so, Mr. Elf knew that the words of the gods could not be disobeyed, so he said, "I will obey your orders, but I believe in the Mother Earth."

"I want to know what the price is!" Garlia calmed down and asked in a nervous and low voice.

"I'm just giving you a chance. I don't need you to believe in me, but if you want to get extra help from me, you have to pay something of equal value."

Equivalent exchange... Garlia took a quick look at the towering figure, then lowered her head again.

Ubermo looked at the two, and then communicated with the stars. Behind Mr. Elf's high-back chair appeared the symbols of the earth and wheat ears, and behind the back of Gallia's chair was a pattern composed of surging waves, raging thunder and violent storm symbols.

"From now on, 'life' and 'power' are your code names here."

"This is my last gift to you, remember not to pass it on." Ubermo passed the "shaping method" to the two. He planned to recruit people in the future, and he would not easily teach the "shaping method", but would need to pay a price.

Because Scarlett, Rebettina and Gallia have a relationship with him, and Mr. Elf is a stranger, this can be regarded as a true member of the Chaldean Order. In the future, he will be the one who puts the Chaldean Order on the right track, so he must be paid a certain amount.

"Life" received the information passed by Ubermo and showed a shocked expression.

This is simply incredible... "Life" didn't know how to describe it. He only knew that he really wanted to sing and praise Mr. "Dream Weaver" at this moment, but he immediately suppressed this idea and just said more respectfully: "Praise you!"

Gallia didn't know much about mystery, but from Mr. "Life"'s performance, she knew that this must be very precious. She thought of what Fuer said that the extraordinary people could lose control and become monsters at any time. Suddenly, she understood a little, and immediately put her right hand on her left chest and said: "Praise you!"

"This Sunday at 2 o'clock in the afternoon is your party."

Ubemo nodded and didn't continue to tell too much. His current identity is a god and he needs to maintain his dignity. I guess they are not stupid and will definitely find a safe place.

"Next is your time." After saying this, Ubemo looked up at the dome.

Taking a deep breath, Gallia immediately said: "Excuse me, Mr. "Life", do you have the formula for the secret medicine of the "Storm" path."

This is a noble lady who knows how to seize opportunities... "Life" instantly labeled Gallia.

"Unfortunately, no." "Life" shook his head and said.

"But Mr. 'Dream Weaver' said that there are other members, and you can ask them when the time comes." Seeing that Gabriela looked a little disappointed, "Life" continued to speak.

Or, you can also trade with Mr. "Dream Weaver"... He didn't say this out loud. He could sense that the other party was a little wary of the gods on the high seat, but he was not so afraid.

Hearing the words of "Life", Gabriela recovered immediately.

At this time, "Life" looked at Ubemo on the high seat, and then asked respectfully: "Mr. 'Dream Weaver', I want to ask a question, what is attracting me in the East?"

God knows why you are going to the East... Ubemo was stumped by this question, and complained, but still said: "You need to pay the corresponding price!"

"May I ask how much the price is?" "Life" continued.

What price? I really haven't thought about this... After a few complaints, Ubemo fell into deep thought.

Seeing that the "Dream Weaver" didn't speak, "Life" and Gabriela didn't speak.

After a moment, Ubemo said, "Hunting!"

In the puzzled eyes of the two, Ubemo continued, "Evil and chaos nourish the evil god."

Evil and chaos nourish the evil god... "Life" repeated what Ubemo said in his heart, showing a disgusted expression.

"You can hunt evil supernaturals, and you will get corresponding faith points. You can use faith points to ask me questions or seek help." Ubemo suddenly said with a bad taste.

Faith points? It's the so-called merit...

The two thought of it at the same time.

And "Life" thought more and came up with a guess: Mr. "Dream Weaver" should be a lawful god.

This made him feel relieved.

"However, this is the first question, so you can owe it for the time being. You need to hunt 3 evil supernaturals with fate position 9."

Hearing this, "Life" nodded, and then said piously: "They will happily go to see the Mother Goddess of the Earth."

Ubemo almost couldn't maintain his image of a god after hearing this. Fortunately, he was shrouded in fog and they couldn't see it.

"You have a mission in the East, but you have forgotten it." Ubemo tried to use "Spy" here, and instantly came up with some vague results, and then replied.

There was too little information, and all Ubemo knew was the information he got from observing "life" during that period.

"Peeping" is followed by "divination"... Ubermo realized that this ability is like a weakened version of "divination", and suddenly thought of the "divination" of his path and destiny 6, but "peeping" is to some extent More convenient than divination.

Although Ubermo's words are somewhat general, "Life" believes that this information far exceeds the value of three 9s.

So he said gratefully: "Thank you! I will free them as soon as possible!"

"But how can I contact you then?" "Life" asked.

"If you have something to call me and seek my help, you only need to say silently in Gulamoth, Elf or Giant language:

'The dream-weaver who presides over miracles;'

'The mysterious sojourner in the mist;'

‘The glorious master of the illusory star sea. ’”

The honorable name of a god does not necessarily have three paragraphs, but at present, the main gods all have three paragraphs. The most important thing is the authority represented in it... It seems that Mr. "Dream Weaver" must be a powerful god, even more powerful than Mother Earth. God is even more noble... "Life" couldn't restrain the crazy thoughts in his heart, and felt a trace of regret for desecrating the Mother Earth Goddess.

After "Life" heard this, he asked, "Mr. Dreamweaver, don't you need a ceremony?"

Galliya on the side had a headache when she heard it, something about the East, something about a mission. At this moment, she understood somewhat when she heard the honorary names and rituals. After all, even if she didn't understand the mystery, she still understood this part of the knowledge after going to the church and participating in the mass.

"The ceremony is in your heart!" Ubermo replied briefly.

"Praise to you!"

"Life" thinks this is the favor shown to them by "Dream Weaver", even though they are not considered his followers.

While I believe in the Mother Goddess, I can also believe in the "Dream Weaver". There is no conflict. The Mother Goddess is philanthropic. He will understand a child who has run away and met a kind father... "Life" is comforting itself in the heart.

If Ubermo could hear the voice of "life", he might not laugh like a duck, but he can only be a kid once.

"Since you have nothing else to communicate with, then go back!" Ubermo said immediately after seeing that the two of them had nothing to communicate with.

Then the sea of ​​​​stars on the dome became more and more dazzling, the mist gradually thinned, and the two people left the hall in an instant.

…

"Life" looked at the broken flute beside him, feeling a little confused. Then he looked to the east and gradually walked out of the dense forest.

…

"The handicraft sent by Dejialan was broken..." Jia Erlia sat on the sofa and watched the glass ball on the bedside not far away break into pieces, and the thunder-shaped feathers inside disappeared.

Is everything true... If possible, I can become a transcendent this Sunday... Jia Erlia looked at the broken glass and was a little absent-minded, but she quickly came back to her senses and shouted outside. : "Irene, come here and clean up the debris on the ground!"

…

In the luxurious and huge study room, Rebelina was sitting in it, reviewing documents. Suddenly, she saw the title above:

""Several Preferential Policies on Improving Factory Treatments""

"Nayes Hebrewt!" Rebelina muttered as she looked at the signature on the document.

It seems that the proposed document of Earl Wicken has to be decided by His Highness... I haven't seen His Highness for a long time... After making the decision, Rebelina then said silently in her heart:

"The dreamweaver who holds the sway of miracles;"

"The mysterious star traveler in the mist;"

"The glorious master of the illusory star sea."

At this moment, Ubermo, who happened to be still in the Xinghai Hall, felt someone calling him. He looked up at the dome and found that it was Rebelina, and immediately contacted the yellow star.

Ubermo dispersed the fog, watched Rebelina appear in front of him, and then asked: "Tina, what's the matter?"

Seeing Ubermore above, Rebelina suppressed her expression of joy, and then replied: "Your Highness, there is a document. I don't know whether I should pass it or not."

"What is it?" Ubermo asked confused.

"Count Wekern's "Several Preferential Policies on Improving Factory Treatments""

"Show me the content." After Ubermo finished speaking, a blank piece of paper appeared on the round table in front of Rebelina.

After a few attempts, Rebelina embodied the contents in her mind onto the paper.

"Improving the welfare of factories will help to increase factories...can create jobs...make society more stable..."

"details as follows!"

"Increase subsidies for establishing factories...increase support for disadvantaged industries, such as shoe polish factories...promote cooperation in all aspects..."

It seems to be the same thing, but something feels wrong... Ubermore is thinking about the possible impact of these policies on the empire.