Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 484 Dusk

In the Fire Temple.

Claymore and Black-faced Ox-horn came to the hall again.

Because Niu Jiao had made an appointment with a well-informed firewood collector, they chatted while waiting.

"So the old guy called you over just to give you some encouragement?"

Blackface looked at Claymore with some disbelief.

The latter nodded calmly, so Heimian couldn't tell anything was wrong and could only shake his head.

"Anyway, if he asks you to go and die, remember to tell me and Niu Jiao."

"For the sake of our past friendship, we might even be able to help you collect your body."

Nothing nice could come out of Heimian's mouth still, but compared to before, it was much better, and it could even be called "concern."

Why are you always thinking about collecting my body...

Claymore couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Due to the special nature of this matter, he didn't want to continue discussing it, so he turned his head and looked at Niu Jiao and started discussing the topic related to him.

"Niu Jiao, is the person you are looking for reliable?"

"I don't know." Niu Jiao shook his head: "We can only try our best to save the situation."

Niu Jiao's past was told to Claymore during their last conversation.

He's been hunting for the guy who killed his teacher, dead or alive.

And this time, the reason why he was waiting here was because the well-informed firewood collector told Niu Jiao that he might know something about the "gift" he had given.

Niu Jiao naturally couldn't refuse this.

"If that guy dares to lie, I will rip off his tongue and slice it off."

Heimian snorted coldly. The Fire Temple was a mixed bag, and he had been cheated by some cunning guys before.

"Claymore."

"Come up for a moment."

At this moment, the voice of Palace Master Agonis came again, calling on Claymo by name to go up.

This made Heimian and Niujiao look at him sideways.

Seeing this, Niu Jiao frowned slightly, leaned back slightly towards Claymore and asked in a low voice: "Is it because of your sword?"

He was talking about the sword given to Claymore by the Candle Keeper, which had obvious candlelight characteristics.

So what Niu Jiao meant was to ask whether Claymore's secret had been discovered.

"It's okay, don't worry."

In response, Claymore smiled bitterly, not wanting to explain too much, and then stood up and went to the second floor.

After arriving at Agoni's room, the other party went straight to the point.

"Claymore, I need you to say hello to Candlelight for me."

For some reason, Agoni's tone became a little more polite.

"say hello?"

Claymore frowned when he heard this, wondering if the other party had some unknown purpose.

After seeing his reaction, Yagoni was silent for a moment, then asked directly: "You haven't been back to Candlelight in the past two days?"

"No." Claymore shook his head.

Although he didn't know why Yagon asked this, he could vaguely guess that something big might have happened on Zhuxin Island.

"…Then let's go back quickly."

As he said that, Agoni turned his chair around and started to chase people away without saying why.

Claymo was completely confused by this. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he didn't waste any time. After talking to Black-faced Ox-horn and the other two, he returned to Candlefire Island.

And it was at this time that he finally learned that the players had just experienced a great battle and the Storm Church was devastated.

This left Claymore a little dumbfounded.

what?
How long has it been since I left, and the war has already ended?
And listening to what the players said...it's over in less than half a day?
What blitzkrieg? No wonder Agoni called me over, it turned out to be because of this...

At the same time, he also understood why Agonis called him.

The other party probably just wanted to convey some information and hints through his mouth. After all, the Candle Keeper had just met him not long ago.

Thinking of this, Claymo didn't bother to think too much and hurried towards the Candlelight Hall.

……

Darkness isolates most matter, but there is no impenetrable net under the sky.

Da da da……

His knuckles tapped softly on the cold, hard throne, making small noises.

"The candlelight dealt a heavy blow to the Church of the Storm."

The voice of the God Substitute was very cold, and he was very unhappy about this.

"The idiot Lord of Storms actually allowed such an important place as the Hanging Sun Frost Tower to be transferred to Candlelight in such a short time."

"If we had known earlier, we should have just taken it directly. Why did we have to plan for so long?"

The cold gaze of the Substitute God fell on the Gray Pot Fire Envoy Kem in front of him. The other party was his subordinate and the one who gave him advice.

Unfortunately, the plan for the Church of Storms came from him.

"It's my fault."

Kem half-knelt on the ground calmly, then reached out to the mouth of the jar on his neck, as if trying to take it off his head.

"Okay! That's not what I meant. Don't do that in front of me."

The God-Substitute raised his hand in annoyance to stop his action, then stood up, exhaled, and regained his composure.

"The flame of the candle...seems to be unextinguishable...I don't know what caused it to grow so fast."

"Unfortunately, it is almost impossible to penetrate into Candlewood Island, and those rats of the Shadow of Fooling can't get any useful intelligence."

"Since the hard way doesn't work, let's try another method... Before that time comes, at least it should have some deterrent effect."

The God-Substitute made a decision quickly, then paused, as if he had thought of something.

"Kim, you should know what I mean, right?"

"I don't know." Kem didn't give him any face and asked calmly: "Please let me know on behalf of the God."

After hearing this, the God-Substitute was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "...Ashes."

"Yes, I understand." After being prompted, Kem finally understood, then stood up, turned around and left.

"Kem, don't get into conflict with those guys, okay?" the God's Representative reminded again.

Kem responded calmly: "I will follow the will of the Fallen Fire."

"I am the God's representative, listen to me."

"No matter what they say, just don't confront them."

Seeing that the other party did not respond immediately, the God-Substitute frowned slightly and spoke again.

"This is an order."

"Yes." Khem replied.

The footsteps came from near, then faded away and finally disappeared.

The number of people in the spacious and dark hall suddenly dropped to one, and the atmosphere instantly became cold and quiet.

The substitute for God returned to the throne and looked at his hands.

But as if he couldn't see clearly, he stretched it towards the bloody dusk that came through the gap in the gate.

This finally made his palm, which was made of mud and tiles, become a little clearer.

It was a pity that dusk was not a pure light either. Instead, it stained his hands with a layer of blood that could not be washed off.

The God's Agent gently turned his palm over.

"It's dusk..."

(End of this chapter)