Mystery: Order and Disorder

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At the moment when the shadow formed, an invisible will enveloped the entire banquet and dance hall.

Aware of the gaze projected by the true creator, and aware that he had sealed this place in some way, Grelint felt cold all over his body, his scalp tightened, and he said calmly:

"Who are you?"

He pretended not to guess the identity of the other party, but the real creator is obviously not so easy to fool, a strange whisper spread from the mouth of the hanging shadow, the voice was neither sad nor happy, it seemed to suppress endless pain:

"Master of shadows and corruption."

After completing the self-introduction, he asked in a low voice:

"What about you? Who are you? I can't feel your fallen nature, but I can sense that the root cause of the troublemaker in Tingen is you, and you have the same soul."

In other words... He still doesn't know my true identity?

Yes, my situation is extremely complicated. Even the Herabergen and the Dark Night, who have been paying attention to me, at most only know the essence of my soul, and at the same time know that I "foresee" something.

Between his thoughts, Grelint quickly had two choices:

Conceal or be honest.

Concealing is of course safer, but honesty is what a "Son of Chaos" should have, because the real creator is obviously not here to trouble himself, but to discuss cooperation.

Of course, it seems that half of it can be confessed?

Thinking of this, Grelint smiled in a low voice and chose to frankly state part of the situation:

"The Emperor of Order and Chaos."

The True Creator once cooperated with Solomon, and he must not be unfamiliar with the breath of the "Dark Emperor". In addition, the specialness of his soul has been noticed by him, so his guess must also be the resurrected "Dark Emperor"? The only problem is that the revived "Dark Emperor" should return to the full state in one step... But if he knew that Roselle had been tainted by the Fallen Mother Goddess, he would most likely be misled into thinking he was the revived Roselle. Er, in order to get rid of pollution, he chose other resurrection methods.

"So, what's your purpose in finding me today?"

Without giving him time to think about it, Grelint immediately asked.

The answer of the real creator is roughly close to the direction he guessed:

"I think we can work together on the '0-08' thing."

"You want '0-08' too?"

"No, my original idea was to take the opportunity to win '0-08', but after thinking about it for a while, I felt that 'Adam' would not give me this opportunity."

"You have a grudge against the Son of God? So you want to sabotage his plan?"

Grelint pretended not to know the relationship between them, and asked suspiciously.

The hanging shadow's tone remains the same, or rather, he has never had any emotions:

"It's between me and Him, not what I'm going to talk about."

After saying this sentence, He paused, and then said:

"I came here just to remind you of one thing:

Your activities in Tingen should have been known to Him... If you still want to continue your actions, maybe I can help you. "

What?

how can that be? Anxi is just a mindless puppet, and there is no possibility of being induced by him. Even if he has been paying attention to "0-08", at least Anxi will have to wait for Anxi to perceive the existence of "0-08" and have a certain interaction with each other before leaving traces!

On his own side, even if he perceives his existence, he must not dare to read his thoughts directly.

Grelint frowned sharply, lost in thought.

"Two possibilities:

One is that He discovered Anxi's existence through me, and made some guesses based on brains rather than extraordinary abilities;

The second is that Dark Night seemed to be cooperating with me in order to guard against him, but it was a hype, and he chose to sell me to the son of god. "

"And the latter possibility is more likely, because the connection between me and Anxi is built through the 'Order World'."

Of course, the words of the real creator may not be credible.

"Do you have no desire for '0-08'? Why did you choose to help me? You are not afraid that I will choose to cooperate with him after I get '0-08'?"

"Then it wouldn't be any worse for me." He didn't answer whether he longed for "0-08".

Too……

"So, how should we cooperate?"

After a bit of consideration, Grelint chose to believe in the real creator in a limited way, because compared to "Night" and the son of God, compared to the two top conspirators, although this one is a villain, he is indeed much more credible. .

If he completely trusts the "goodwill" of the night, he is afraid that at some point in the shadows around him, a blond priest with benevolent eyes and eyes as pure as a baby will emerge from the shadows around him.

"I need you to help me project my power into the real world."

Let that child be born?

Hearing the words of the true creator, Grelint frowned. This was a condition he would never agree to. Even without considering the values ​​of goodness and justice, putting such an evil **** down would definitely change the original "plot", that is unacceptable to him.

It seems that he "saw" Grelint's frown. In order to promote cooperation, the real creator had to make some explanations:

"Of course, I know that this is something that the seven 'righteous gods' cannot accept."

"So, I will put that part of the power into the 'Ale Sukhod Pen' as soon as possible."

Then I have been busy for a long time, apart from betraying the son of God, what benefits can I get?

Grelint did not speak. He believed that this kind of cooperation method that did not benefit one party at all, the other party should not be stupid enough to discuss it, because it was impossible for him to agree.

Sure enough, he continued to speak:

"I can help you suppress the consciousness of that pen, and I can help you 'fallen' when you need it."

The conditions are very good, an "Alesukhod Pen" with no negative effects, and incidentally solved the difficulty of playing the "Fallen Earl", but:

"How can I trust you?"

This is indeed a problem. The basis of cooperation is trust and equality of power and status.

After pondering for a while, the upside-down shadow whispered:

"After I put some of my power into that pen, I can accept any kind of conditioning."

This is already a very sincere condition, but Grelint has no means to restrain the opponent at all.

Of course, if you don't have it now, it doesn't mean you won't have it in the future, and it doesn't mean you can't bluff "The Hanged Man"... He pondered for a while, and when he opened and closed his eyelids, he already had an idea:

"Well, when you put your power into the 'Ale Suhod's Pen', help me bring something in by the way."

………………

After the cooperation was reached, the majestic and lofty consciousness dissipated. Grelint glanced at Ms. S, who had been burnt to charcoal, and exhaled a long breath that was half sigh and half relieved:

"It always feels like I'm dancing with the abyss."

Ms. S's "Rose Bishop" characteristic could not be left, and it should have melted into that shadow and been sacrificed to "The Hanged Man".

Grelint's harvest is only one magical item, a copper whistle roughly corresponding to "Wind Blessed", with three extraordinary abilities of "wind control", "gliding" and "wind blade", he has been holding it, It can also have an exceptionally accurate grasp of the distance of the sea area, and the negative effect is to randomly cause the holder to lose balance.

Basically useless to Grelint, he casually gave the name "Dance of the Wind", and then put it away and stopped paying attention.

Facing "Ms. S" who had almost completely turned into coke, Grelint really didn't have the heart to distinguish her head, and used it to declare the danger to Vincenzo and the others. Anyway, the enemy is dead, and Harrison also became her flesh and blood supply when the two of them fought, so just leave this mess here and let Vincenzo and the others fix it by themselves.

After dodging and leaving ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and changing back to his own image, Grelint went to hint Arist and the others, telling them that the crisis had been lifted and that they could let go.

...

In the next few days, he began to reclusive...

Until Sunday night, he worked overtime until 2 a.m., and finally completed all the writing, revision, chapter division, and fine-tuning of the 4 essays. He finally split them into 9 manuscripts suitable for publication. .

"Next, it's time to figure out how to publish them."

"Hehe, then I can come up with the last two paragraphs of my new honorific title... 'Pioneer of class struggle, gravedigger of stubborn old guards' or similar positioning words."

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