Chapter 221 I Hope He Doesn’t Go Too Far!

"This is a good start!"

Wayne turned off the communicator, put the parchment on the workbench, pulled out a chair and sat down.

To be fair, he did not have a clear understanding of the so-called research topics in the school, and he lacked understanding of the transformation of the undead, so he could only rely on the knowledge he had already mastered and the superficial knowledge he had seen and heard in his previous life to try to design a feasible plan.

But he was also not very sure about the final direction of this plan, or whether it could achieve the goal.

However, as a wizard, Wayne knew that he would embark on the path of research topics sooner or later.

The knowledge obtained from the panel upgrade is certainly important and convenient, but it has not been transformed into his own things after all, and there is always a sense of vanity.

So that when he was fighting and facing the extraordinary world, he mostly relied on panel reminders and various reckless operations to deal with it.

This is probably the sentence he heard in his previous life. His understanding of the extraordinary world only knew the conclusions given by the panel, but he did not know the reasons for this conclusion.

For example, the defects of spell runes, those seemingly simple changes, how to reduce the spell effect while maintaining a certain level.

Another example is potion science. Those formulas were researched after many attempts by predecessors. However, he only knew the effects of the fusion of those materials, but he didn't know how each material was selected during the experiment, and what kind of substitutions there were.

Or, the origin of his two talents.

Spiritual transformation can also be attributed to the panel points and bloodline, but the fraud talent has little to do with his ability, personality, and bloodline...

Ding Dong!

At this time, a crisp sound rang out, interrupting Wei En's thoughts.

He glanced at the Nightmare Admission Ticket Card placed next to the communicator, and a corner was flickering.

The transaction contract of the Nightmare World?

Wei En thought for a few seconds before he thought that it should be Franta who sent the information he wanted, so he took the card to activate the triangle box and opened it.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..." (So slow, delaying making money...)

? ? ?

Wei En looked at the nightmare worm crawling out of the triangle box. Is it expressing dissatisfaction?

He had heard the couriers created by these nightmare sects speak before, but he never knew what they wanted to express.

Now it seems that it is disliked his slowness?

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!" (Hurry up! I really want to crawl into your dream, poke... lift it up... let you swallow it...)

Under the unhappy eyes of the nightmare worm inside, Wei En took the three rolls of parchment and stared at it shrinking back, and the tentacles were very considerate to pull up the triangular box.

Well, I was scolded by a nightmare worm...?

And the words such as poke and lift up made him have some very bad associations... those pirates whose dreams were swallowed by the little messenger in the morning...

Wei En reacted and was a little unhappy, "Fuck, the nightmare sect didn't even know how to train them in etiquette, damn it, I'm going to give it a bad review!"

The good mood of the day was ruined by a small nightmare worm, but he could only mutter and complain. It's like you slaughtered a pig, and it scolded you a few words before it died. How much do you care about its feelings?

Then, he opened the parchment and read it.

"Dear Mr. Faceless, according to your request, I have sorted out the information about the Judge Saint of the Dawn Church. If you need anything else, you can contact me at any time through the messenger of the Nightmare Sect - Franta."

Wayne looked at the ink on the parchment that had not yet dried, and sighed that Franta was thoughtful. It was worth agreeing to give him credit before. They could cooperate more in the future.

"The Judgement Saint Celestia Eddas became the candidate saint of the Church of Dawn in 1544, and the official coronation ceremony of the Saint was held in July 1548."

"But according to the records of the school, Celestia had completely mastered the power of judgment in 1546, but the reason why the coronation ceremony was held two years later is unknown. It is only said that it is related to Saint Jobin XV who had just ascended to the position of Pope."

"After being crowned as a saint, she left the Holy Land with the Judgment Corps, used the long sword in her hand, preached the doctrine of the dawn, and judged heretics. The whole process lasted for seven years. In 1555, she returned to the Holy Land and never left again."

"Those seven years , there are a total of 2,400 recorded trial events, and 14,300 heretics from various sects have been eliminated (known), but most of them are below the director level. "

"There are four major battles. The first is in the year 1549 of the new calendar, when she killed five followers and three elders of the Desire Sect in Cland, the Kingdom of Chatlan in the East Continent, and fought three legendary priests alone, destroying the plan of an elder of the Desire Sect who wanted to be promoted to a demigod. "

"The second is..."

"The last battle was also a battle in which the name of the Judgment Saint resounded throughout the continents. She led the Judgment Corps to destroy the Evil God Sect in the South Continent, killing a demigod, 13 legends, and several below the legends! "

Hiss!

Wayne took a breath when he saw the last battle.

Starting from the East Continent, he traveled to the West Continent and the South Continent, killing a demigod, 20 legends, and several... a total of more than 10,000 extraordinary people.

The record of the Judgment Saint is so fierce?

No, the Dawn Church thought too highly of him, sending such a fierce man to hunt him down?

Wei En suppressed the throbbing in his heart and continued to watch.

"In that battle, Celestia showed the true power of the Judgment Authority. She led the Judgment Legion, gathered the power of faith to summon the Lord of Dawn's gaze, and blocked the evil god. At the same time, the Judgment Angel descended with her body as a container, and almost crushed the sect..."

"Regarding the power of the Judgment Authority, I can find three abilities, and more abilities are only accessible to the top leaders of the school. These three are the Sword of Judgment, the Judgment Court, and the Judgment Scale."

"Among them, the Sword of Judgment is the ability she uses most. It is the long sword in her hand. It not only has powerful attack capabilities, but also has the ability to purify pollution. The Judgment Court is a legendary domain ability, and finally the Judgment Scale can weigh the sins of extraordinary people."

"That's all I know so far..."

Three abilities, each more outrageous than the other, the most terrifying thing is that this is not all the power of the authority...

Wayne put down the parchment and frowned. The Judgment Saint is more powerful than he thought.

Let alone her own authority and might, her ability to summon the attention of gods and the angels to descend by the power of faith is not something he can resist...

Add to that the clergy of the Judgment Corps she leads, and the abilities of the taboos that may appear... It's too terrifying!

"Fortunately, I have now obtained the protection of the Destiny Barrier, so I don't have to worry about Dawn's pursuit in the short term."

But he knew that this was not a solution. Sooner or later, he would have to face Celestia.

"We must collect as much information as possible about the Judgment Saint, and we must respond in advance."

Thinking of this, Wayne activated the black communicator again and prepared to contact the school.

Franta's identity authority was too low to find out more abilities, but his authority as the director of the institute should be enough to check more information.

The only worry is whether the Intelligence Department has information about the Judgment Saint...

"Dear Wizard Wayne Loft, what is the internal number you want to contact?"

"Internal number 2348, Director Armitage Fried."

"Wait..."

Not long after, Armitage's serious wolf head appeared on the virtual screen.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Wayne found that the werewolf director of the Intelligence Department looked a little bad.

"What's the matter?" Armitage asked in a low voice, staring at Wayne with his beast-like vertical pupils.

"Director Armitage," Wayne saluted calmly and said the reason, "... I want to get more information about the Holy Maiden of Judgment, mainly her abilities."

"The Holy Maiden of Judgment Celestia..." The werewolf lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, "There is indeed some information about her."

"Then please..."

Before Wayne could finish, the werewolf interrupted, "But I have to remind you that her strength reached the legendary level thirty years ago, and now it will only be stronger, even reaching the level of a demigod. My suggestion is that you find a way to avoid her pursuit this time, and it is best to return to the Ghost."

"Return?"

Wayne shook his head slightly, "I'm sorry, I can't return to the Ghost in a short time. But I will seriously consider your suggestion."

Of course, he also wanted to avoid the pursuit of the Holy Maiden of Judgment, but returning to the Ghost... forget it.

"You decide."

Armitage just stretched out his hand, as if to turn off the communicator, but looking at Wayne's face, the action stopped.

"There is something I want to consult you about."

"Hmm?" Wayne didn't think too much, "You go ahead."

"You used the powerful flicker spell in the Custer incident. I believe you should have studied its rune structure... I wonder how much you know about its flaws?"

Flaws?

Wayne's heart moved, looking at the expressionless werewolf director, is he doubting that he is faceless?

"Are you referring to the rune defects that the faceless wizard mentioned yesterday? I didn't find anything before, but today I followed his instructions and improved those defects, and the power of the flicker spell has increased a lot."

"Really? I thought that with your talent in runes, you could find the defects of spell runes like the faceless one."

Wayne touched his nose and pretended to be embarrassed and said, "In fact, my rune talent is not very good, and I have only studied fusion runes. By the way, are you looking for the faceless gentleman? I heard that he is from our ghost?"

"If you have confirmed his identity, please tell me. I have something to ask him about the research topic..."

"I don't know his identity yet." The werewolf's eyes flickered slightly, "The ghost checked the information of all the great wizards and confirmed that they were not them. And the school also asked the nightmare sect..."

Hmm? !

Nightmare sect?

I shouldn't have asked, right?

"But they don't know the identity of that person either. They only know that he first appeared in the Nightmare World 20 days ago, and his origin has been upgraded many times during this period..."

"Can't the Nightmare Cult directly locate the identity of the Faceless Great Wizard?" This is the question that Wayne is most concerned about.

"No," the werewolf shook his head, "In fact, we ghosts have conducted special investigations on the Nightmare World. It is a special relic, and we only know that it is related to the end of the Third Age."

"What is certain is that the Nightmare Cult does not have a high level of control over it and has not fully tapped its potential."

Wayne quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "Is that so... That's a pity."

That's great!

If the Nightmare Cult reveals his information, it will be a headache.

By then, the people who come to chase him will not only be the Dawn Church, but also various wizard schools will come to find him, as well as the person who may be hiding behind him...

"Okay, I have something else to do, and I will send you the information later."

After the voice fell, the werewolf disappeared, the illusory screen slowly disappeared, and the gray fog retracted into the black communicator.

Wayne let out a long breath and murmured: "The Nightmare World is a relic of the Third Age, and it has not yet been completely mastered by the Nightmare Cult... I have to say, this is good news."

What he lacks most now is time. As long as he is given enough time to grow up, by that time, even if people know that he is Faceless, he will have the confidence to deal with it.

However, after learning about the investigation of the ghost, he also realized that the identity of Faceless could not be used for the time being.

Not only that, he may not be able to enter the Nightmare World in a short time...

The focus now is still on improving strength!

Thinking of this, Wayne looked at the time, seven o'clock? Is it already night?

Then let's make arrangements for the subject experiment first, and wait for the clown to summon the abyss creatures... I hope he won't go too far this time like he did yesterday...

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...

"Cordo Bulletin: The deformed wizard Wayne Loft is confirmed to be the murderer who killed the Grand Knight of the Dawn Church, Huberto Watson. The Kenzan Frolov has now been renamed the Leonard and has become the ship of the deformed wizard..."

"According to the Purple Flower Family, they were robbed by the Leonard and suffered heavy losses..."

"At the same time, the Caster City-State of the Chatlan Kingdom, the Andrea City-State, and the Ilkand City-State of the Urs Kingdom have all offered a bounty for the deformed, with a total amount of 6,000 gold pounds, of which the Ilkand City-State has the highest..."

After reading the content of the newspaper, Lacey put it on the table and pushed it to the blonde girl in front of him.

"Carly, are you going to hunt down Wayne?"

"Hunting down?" Carly picked up the newspaper, a faint smile appeared on her soft face, and she looked at the photo in the newspaper and said: "To be precise, it's a trial."

"Trial?"

"This time I just followed the Trial Saint Celestia to judge the deformed wizard."

"Saint..." Lacey leaned forward, two hanging bells on the table, and asked seriously: "Are you sure?"

"Yes." Carly put down the newspaper. Through the feedback of authority, she could feel the tension in the heart of the investigation minister of the Secret Investigation Department in front of her, "This is the oracle of dawn, and it is also the decision of the archbishops of the church."

Lacey frowned. The Trial Saint of Dawn personally chased after her, which made her a little worried.

Although Wayne's strength has improved a lot now, she knows that there is still a big gap between him and that boy and Celestia. If he is really caught up by the people of Dawn, he...

"Minister Lacey, I have something to ask you."

"Hmm?"

Carly's bright sapphire eyes flashed with a trace of confusion, and asked: "I want to know some things about my past here..."

"Your things?" Lacey didn't understand, she looked at the blonde girl in confusion, "You don't remember?"

"Some of it, but some of it has been forgotten."

"For example?"

"For example, the things with him," Carly pointed to Wayne's photo in the newspaper, "I only remember that he killed many servants of Dawn, which made me very angry, but... In the afternoon, Ms. Lydia told me that I used to be his neighbor, which is a little different from my memory."

Angry...

Lacey understood the blonde girl's doubts, but she still didn't know the reason for this result, the deviation of memory?

"Although I don't know what happened to you, I can tell you about Wayne."

"Thank you."

Carly smiled brightly. She was very curious about what happened here, not only Wayne, but also her father, Euan...

"I don't know much. Wayne came to Caster in the first half of the year. At that time, he lived next to your Morris Clinic. Later, I learned that it was the station of the Ghost School Intelligence Officer..."

"It is said that when he first came, he didn't dare to leave Golden Street. He lived very carefully and ate those hard black bread all day. You also met at that time..."

Just as the two women in the Secret Adjustment Department were talking about Wayne, a five-masted sailing ship with the same shape as the Kenzan Frolov was docked in the port outside the Basil Street. The Knight of Judgment in platinum armor was busy in an orderly manner, making preparations before sailing.

Not far away, dozens of Storm Church clergymen looked at them quietly, with a little irritation in their expressions.

"Lady Storm, I really hope that these scum of the Dawn will encounter deep-sea monsters or moving sea taboos when they go out to sea."

"I hope so too..."

"Shut up," an old man in a robe at the front of the team smiled obscurely and scolded: "The Dawn Church is our ally, and the great Lady Storm will not pay attention to such prayers."

"Of course, the sea is dangerous and strange, and it is inevitable to encounter some things beyond understanding... Follow me to pray for the Saint of Judgment..."

Go? You can't come back once you go, right?

Celestia heard the voices of the Storm Church clergy behind her, and a faint glow appeared on the long sword hanging on her waist, and the slightly trembling sword body seemed to be ready to attack at any time.

"Okay, their prayers can't affect the servants of the Great Dawn..."

She patted the sword body and looked outside the port.

The red moon hangs high, and its faint blush still cannot illuminate the darkness in the deep sea. It is like an extension of the deep abyss, ready to swallow intruders at any time.

"Lord Saint, there is a situation."

At this time, a trial knight came over and saluted: "There is no trace of the deformed wizard on the sea chart!"

"oh?"

Celestia raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Then activate the second plan, contact the Kordo Gazette and ask them to provide the location of the Kenzan Frolov."

"clear."

After the Judgment Knight left, Celestia chuckled. It seemed that the wizard was more cautious than we thought.

She knew that the sea chart was a weapon for the church to pursue heretics and an extension of the great Kingdom of Dawn. She could find their location just like seeing the original aura on the river of destiny.

And disappear...

"The demigods take action...are they the old bones of the Ghost School, or are they someone else..."

Celestia thought for a few seconds and looked at the blasphemer next to her, "Who do you think is stopping us from chasing him?"

"I don't know." Melbell replied calmly, his eyes staring at a certain place in the Custer city-state that had not yet been fully rebuilt.

"You know something about him, so you should be able to guess his destination, right?"

"If you mean that I almost killed him, then you do understand."

"If this is the case, there will be no follow-up." Celestia looked at him with a half-smile, "At that time, your strength far exceeded him, why not?"

"The Oracle of Dawn."

Melbell glanced at her, turned around and disappeared into the night, "I'll go meet Carly."

"Um?"

Celestia looked at the place where he disappeared, and subconsciously rubbed the hilt of the sword with her palm. The oracle... was not something that the blasphemer could hear.

Or is it the blasphemous angel?

If what the blasphemer said was true, this trial trip would be more interesting than she imagined...

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A remote unknown zone, a miraculous place unaffected by the dark night and not illuminated by the red moon.

The majestic castle rises from the ground, and the white walls reflect the slightly dazzling sunlight.

More than a dozen people in red robes slowly walked into the castle. No one spoke, and they didn't even make a sound as they walked.

When they passed the hall and came to a dim room located underground in the castle, they could see clearly written on the door - the words "Let the world live forever."

After everyone was sitting on the chairs in front of a huge round table, a man with tied black hair who had been waiting here knocked on the round table in front of him and said, "Everyone is here, let's start."

The person on his left stood up, glanced around, and said in a cold tone: "Chief, there are only two things happening in the Western Continent recently. One is that the Mechanical School has found a way to make floating islands, and is preparing to follow the example of the third one. Those madmen of the era raised their own floating island.”

"The second is that there is something strange going on in the Abyss Sect. It is said that something happened in the Deep Abyss recently, causing the sleeping master to wake up."

"Oh?" The black-haired man at the top touched his chin and thought for a few seconds, "Elebik, put aside the matters of the Mechanical School and focus on the deep abyss. I want to know the reason why the master woke up."

"I understand, Chief Yetano."

"Next person!"

"The Eastern Continent is as chaotic as ever. Let's not mention the Eastern Spiritual Mystery School. There is Dawn..."

"...Menor, where are you?"

"Everything is normal in the Southern Continent, except for those miscellaneous shadows..."

After everyone finished talking about their respective situations, the black-haired man, the leader of the Eternal Life Society, Yetano Oberstein, chuckled, "Seeing you all appear here, I know that the continents have been pretty good recently. Smooth, I have to say, this is good news.”

"But next, I have to tell you something not so good - the people of the Twilight Sect are planning a catastrophe!"

"Menor, tell them the situation..."

"Yes, leader!"

"According to reliable information, the arrangements of the mystical monks were discovered on the Cordo Sea. According to speculation, they should be planning..."

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At the same time, outside the black castle shrouded in darkness on the other side.

"Interesting, the little bug that affected the 'Chaos Punishment' is missing?"

A man wearing a yellow robe, with his hood pulled up to cover half of his face, looked at the pocket watch in his hand and gently moved the second hand a few times.

As he moved, the skin on that palm gradually became looser, as if it was getting older at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh?" Another person next to him dressed similarly had short black hair and the corners of his mouth turned up: "Are you going to tell me that you can't solve him? Nouriel."

"of course not!"

The man named Nuriel laughed a few times, "It just takes more time. I will stop by and deal with him on the way to the Eastern Continent."

"hope so……"

"Huh," Nuriel glared at him, an old face was revealed under the hood, his mouth opened wide, revealing two sharp fangs, and he said in an unhappy tone: "Barros, you don't believe it?"

"Of course I believe you. It's just that the flaws in the spell runes he announced ruined the great existence's plan. Isn't it too easy for him to die so easily?"

"Well, you reminded me, we can't let him do this...or can we imprison him in the Blood Realm?"

"You are so cruel, but I like it." Barros pulled up his hood and chuckled, "Let's go, it's time to set off for the tower."

"Okay, okay..."