Soul Trigger

Chapter 683 Next Target

Ji Li's room.

"How much would it cost me to take over the entire Parthenon Museum?"

"The Museum of the Rest of the Earth?"

Angelica looked bewildered:
"Why suddenly..."

"Just answer my question."

"...I do not recommend that you do this. Putting aside the defensive capabilities, if the large number of tomb artifacts in the Museum of Rest were to get out of control, it would be enough to cause a huge tragedy."

What kind of tragedy?

"The expansion of territories by pacifists, the overlapping and conflicting rules, will turn the entire city of Birmingham into a hell of rules, and the whole city will be devastated."

If the uncontrolled spread is not contained in time and becomes completely out of control, even the three immortal powerhouses currently still in the city will be in danger!

"In other words, if you want to take over the whole of Birmingham, all you need to do is let the Museum of the Second Sacred Hearts go out of control."

Angelica's pupils contracted, and she abruptly stood up:

"you……"

"Don't rush into dealing with me, or it might backfire."

Angelica gritted her teeth slightly:

"...It's not that simple to make the Museum of Restless Death spiral out of control. I can't help you with something like that!"

"Relax. You're from the Royal Asylum. You should know that something called 'Remains of God' is hidden down there, right?"

Angelica quickly calmed down:

So he wanted the remains of a god...

She remained silent for a moment, pondering how to respond to Odin.

Now that things have come to this, compared to Aquile, aside from the "blood-drinking" incident that made her quite embarrassed afterward, her focus is not on the Pulitzer Prize's fooling.

In fact, she was probably the one who benefited the most from all the involvement besides Ji Li, all thanks to Odin's "divine blood".

Therefore, she was not very opposed to being loyal to Odin.

But Birmingham was the land she, as a knight, or rather a former knight-errant, had to defend, and it was also where she grew up.

She couldn't have been an accomplice in allowing such a tragedy to ravage Birmingham; there should have been a smarter approach.
“If it’s just for the remains of the gods… I can help you infiltrate them. But I can’t go into the deeper areas of the Museum of Rest; I can only guide you and provide your identity.”

"The remains of the gods seem to be intended to suppress the Museum of Rest, right? Aren't we considering the risk of things getting out of control?"

"The museum's owner, Bertrand Ludwig, has been stationed at the Museum of the Dead for many years, and his presence has managed to keep time and space under control."

The loss of suppressing materials, if handled properly, will not lead to a complete loss of control; this is different from positive stress response.

"Then the Museum of Rest in Anguish goes out of control, I steal the remains of the gods, and your Royal Asylum can use this as an excuse to cut off one of the Ludwig family's arms. A win-win situation?"

Angelica's heart stirred slightly:

“I have not concealed my thoughts. Although I am now your knight, I cannot disregard the spirits of the White Island.”

Really?

"If the Ludwig family is held responsible for the loss of control, who will get the equity rights?"
Angelica sighed:

"Yes, my teacher, I don't want to hide that either, if you really intend to."

"It's okay, I would have made the same choice if I were in your shoes."

"Then... I'll be going now?"

Ji Li glanced at Angelica's sheer nightgown, then smiled, revealing her neck:

"Won't you have a couple more sips?"

Angelica was about to refuse when she felt a jolt in her soul, and the tremor of the sedative course coursed through her entire body—

Damn it! How come there's still... no, it's because of Odin... his spiritual essence is a bit off...

Angelica felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, and she shook her head violently.
"Thank you for your kindness, but... but it's not possible for now..."

She couldn't possibly bring herself to do that with Odin right now, especially since Aquil was crying under the covers next door!

"and many more."

Ji Li called out to Angelica, who was about to leave as she opened the door:

"I need information about the Ludwig family's power distribution and the number of immortals you know."

……

The next day, Ji Li carefully examined the information Angelica had given him, lost in thought.

The Duke Ludwig's Palace is one of the four dukes of White Island, possessing a number of immortals, of which more than five are openly manifested as the Radiant Ones.

Although Archduke Ludwig was a good-for-nothing in Ji Li's eyes, the former head of the Ludwig family still remained in the clan.

Furthermore, thanks to the shattered white ring, they absorbed a significant portion of the power of the cluster of spirit cores, manifesting it in the form of Command Seals. If they were to fight the Ludwig family alone, Ji Li would still have a tough time.

Of course, that's not his main purpose right now; he's more interested in the remains of the gods in Birmingham.

That thing was most likely left behind by the pioneers. It could not only fill in the gaps in Valhalla, but also bring him memories and further power.

However, in his current view, although he and the tombstone have reached a lot of consensus and the guy has provided some crucial help,

But there seems to be a considerable gap between this guy becoming "one of us" and not.

Therefore, Ji Li would not easily accept the invitation from the tombstone to become a double agent.

The key issue is that he doesn't have a truly trustworthy ally on White Island yet. Da Lei is still asleep and won't wake up unless Ji Li is in danger, so he lacks initiative.

But when I thought of Valhalla, an idea popped into my head:
"If I can fully utilize Valhalla to build my own army, I should have greater security in future operations. And shouldn't we put that idiotic legacy of the Pioneers to good use..."

He picked up his phone:
"Angelica, how long can the sheepdog's death be kept secret?"

"We must submit a report within a week, and the reason is... we are currently investigating the anomalies in the town, checking where the sheepdog's backup plan is."

When are you planning to leave?

"Hmm...do you know that old house in the woods?"

“We checked before and found nothing abnormal.”

“That’s the Tower of Babel’s property. Go check it again.”

"Huh?" came Angelica's surprised voice from the other end.

"That's it. Remember to have Sika and Andrew put on the things I gave you and bring back the combat data."

Ji Li hung up the phone.

In this way, even if the reason for the sheepdog's death is arranged, Ji Li can clear his name and prepare for his trip to Birmingham with peace of mind.

Upon inspecting the cross, it was discovered that Clement Hall had not yet completed its rebirth.

"You rascal, don't wake up and start crying in my arms again."

After silently mourning for the nun for a second, Ji Li got up, ready to go see if Aquile had recovered.

Just then, his phone rang again:

"Angelica, are there any other questions?"

There was no sound from the other end. He glanced at the caller ID:
"Anya?"

There was an unusual panting sound coming from the other end, as if someone was trying hard to keep their voice down:
“Pulitzer… Pulitzer, help…”

That was Anya's sobbing:
“Something’s happened…something’s happened at home…my father…”

Anya's home.

A bloated monster was slowly pacing, with the body of a fat man attached to its back—the town mayor.

It dragged the body forward, its voice distorted and lingering outside the cabinet where Anya was hiding:
"sweetheart……"

A scream shattered Ji Li's phone—

The ceiling suddenly shattered, and Ji Li's figure descended from the sky, instantly crushing the monster and severing its connection to the town mayor's main body.
It is some kind of spiritual technique, and judging from this state, it is somewhat similar to the situation of the tomb keeper at that time.

The sheepdog's second move?

"Anya, what happened?"

Anya burst out of the closet and crashed into Ji Li's arms, losing control of her emotions.

“Pulitzer! My mother! My mother she…”

Led by Anya, she went downstairs and saw the beautiful woman lying in a pool of blood, trembling all over. She suddenly knelt down.

Ji Li quickly dispelled the despair in the woman's heart, allowing the surge of spiritual energy to nourish her body and prolong her life.

Just then, bursts of spiritual energy erupted from all directions of the town, accompanied by screams.

But faced with all this, Ji Li suddenly had a flash of inspiration and pulled out his phone.

Old Green's somewhat disordered voice came from the other end:

“Father! I was just about to pray to you… It seems there’s some trouble in town…”

"Go preach, old Green."

"...?"

Ji Li grinned: "Just tell them that Odin has come to save the world."

He will equip his followers with exoskeleton armor and heavy pulse weapons, enabling them to personally resist the unknown evil.

The Hall of Heroes' current reserves are enough to turn Red Maple Town into a military fortress.
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P.S.: I was so busy trying to buy tickets tonight that I questioned my existence and was completely disoriented. I'll try to stop here for now and write more tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)