Storm of Gods

Chapter 197 Choice
Cha Cha Cha...

Chirp, chirp, chirp...

The unknown birds sing beautifully. Most of the birds in Heldan are colorful and have bright plumage. If this were a bird zoo in my previous life, it would attract many people to take photos.

The sounds of nature awakened Li Xin, who was sprawled out on the bed. He had slept incredibly well; the balance of yin and yang is the right way for humanity.

Opening his eyes, Li Xin was still languid, surrounded by a faint fragrance. He subconsciously touched the bed, but Christie had already left. He rolled over, swung his legs, and sprang up, immediately spotting a note on the table.

Li Xin picked it up and opened the note: "Brother, I'm taking the manuscript with me."

Li Xin stretched and looked around. He didn't find anything sparkling, which made him a little disappointed but also quite happy.

He opened the window, letting the warm sunshine and breeze blow in. If he hadn't been worried that shouting would attract the attention of the hotel's gossip club, he definitely would have shouted for a while. He was growing to like Heldan's lifestyle more and more, which was all about a thrilling yet relaxing vacation.

The moment I closed my eyes, Christie's stunningly beautiful figure, like a work of art, appeared in my mind. What was hidden by her clothes was truly breathtaking. Perhaps it was due to the support of some hidden power; this was not something a normal person could possess.

Shaking his head and rubbing his face, he finished washing up, grinned at himself in the mirror, quickly slipped into his slippers, and leisurely went downstairs for breakfast.

"Young Master Xin, Young Master Xin, wake up! What would you like for breakfast? Have your apprentice make it for you!" Daenerys waved from afar.

"Dragon Mother, I'm going out to eat." Li Xin quickly waved his hand.

"Young Master, won't you take care of your own business?" Daenerys said aggrievedly, her teary eyes seemingly telling a heartbreaking story.

"Mother Dragon, you're already rolling in money, you don't need my money. I'd like to have beef soup for breakfast."

"Men, they really are all fickle." Daenerys' eyes were filled with envy, wondering when her son Simmons would understand her heart.

Li Xin hummed a little tune as he went to find Old Morton. He was almost fully awake by then. Yesterday, he and Christie had accomplished quite a bit of business. There were two true culprits behind the Visceral Demon, both extremely cruel and highly professional. The first was the extraordinary powerhouse, and the second was the imitator, who was showing signs of surpassing him. He liked to dispose of corpses and provoke the funeral procession. As for the others, like Anthony, a spoiled brat, they were just looking for thrills and satisfying their perverse desires. Their affluent lives meant that ordinary pleasures were no longer enough for them, and the Visceral Demon's methods provided them with inspiration.

Whatever Antony's reasons, if he hadn't died, then what would have been the point of being a just king?

These two murderers have been committing crimes for so long, the funeral director must have had more information. I wonder if they categorized the victims and summarized any suspicious points, because it is certain that one of them was creating androids. They had notes on creating androids, so there must be clues to be found.

...No, Travis isn't stupid. Maybe The Undertaker has already come to a conclusion, but even with Simmons's influence, he won't reveal it to outsiders.

Li Xin's strategy was to find one of them first. These two might have some connection. He would break through them one by one. He could also use the Soul Searching Technique. He didn't mention any of the proper secret knowledge and paths in the Secret Fortress, but he was proficient in all sorts of unorthodox methods.

"Boss, give me a bowl of beef soup, five naan breads, and lots of meat, meat, meat, meat!" Li Xin shouted.

"Stop yelling, find yourself a place to sit. Can't you see I'm busy?" Old Morton said.

The better the security around the Carp Dragon Inn, the better the business. Old Morton added four more tables, which would have resulted in him being extorted in the past.

"Okay, wait, where's Little Morton? Damn, he's not here. I'll have to go somewhere else." Li Xin panicked when he realized his backer wasn't there.

“Stop talking nonsense. Just sit still and you won’t go hungry,” old Morton laughed. “He’s gone to school. His teacher said the boy is smart and has a good chance of getting into the Order of the Church.”

“Haha, that’s right, little Morton is obviously clever,” Li Xin said, then sat back down.

Old Morton's face was beaming. He could make beef soup and naan his whole life, but he hoped his grandson could live a different kind of life.

As Li Xin ate the fragrant naan, his thoughts continued to flow. These two murderers dared to commit crimes on the territory of the Church of the Earth Mother for so long. Would the Vatican just let it go like this? The Vatican cannot interfere in the affairs of the kingdom, but it has come to this point. Isn't that heresy?

Is it possible that the murderer is inside the Vatican?
After finishing his meal, Li Xin hailed a carriage to the Order House. He needed Simmons's help, but first, he needed to settle the duel arrangements.

In the Misty Continent, in the city of Dipo, the outermost lighthouse is number 108.

The Round Table gave Bati a strong sense of hope. He knew that there was a wonderful world beyond the city of Tiberias, where people were equal, there was sunshine and moonlight, a beautiful sea, and many warm-hearted people. That world was just beyond the mist.

Finding a way out became Barty's greatest desire, but the Round Table was a spirit entity and could not be used to leave. He still had to find a way out of the fog. With the help of the Mother Knife, Barty's exploration range expanded, and he marked the trees he passed by. He explored the area around the lighthouse in detail, but there was no obvious path.

Regarding the exploration of the mist, the city of Dipo has a special expedition team. This is not the responsibility of the lamplighters. Maps certainly exist, but they are in the hands of the chief monk. In the past, Bati would not have considered this aspect, but now, Bati has to wonder if there is a way out.

Since the Mother Blade activated its life force, Barty has clearly felt a significant increase in his strength. His perception of monsters has become much stronger, and killing monsters has become much easier. The improvements in strength, speed, and reaction time are what the Round Table refers to as the power brought by the Destiny Star, which comes from the Mother Blade.

But Barty still had doubts. According to the methods of the First Venerable, the Mother Blade came from the blessing of the Triad God. Could the power then originate from the Triad God?
Information beyond his knowledge flooded his mind, causing contradictions and disagreements in his thinking. However, these were suppressed by his intense desire. The Rhada were not afraid of death; what they longed for was salvation and light.

As the Twins of the Round Table said, don't rush to deny it. Everything in the city of Deva needs him to discover and uncover its secrets. The way out is blocked, and he will only get lost if he goes alone. Bati also thought about taking supplies and trying to force his way out, but reason told him that no matter whether he could get out or not, he would definitely not be able to come back. And his sister was still in the city. Whether the lamplighter escapes or falls into depravity, his relatives will be implicated. So the answer can only be found in the city of Deva.

Among the people at the roundtable, Miss Aries shone with care, Mr. Taurus was experienced and mature, Mr. Cancer was knowledgeable, and Mr. Gemini... gave him a special sense of security and trust.

After these days of reflection, Bati understood that he couldn't rush things. Hope had already arrived, and this was a blessing from the gods. Regardless of which god it was, he, and even the entire city of Diva, had gained another hope. This was exactly the same as the Pure Land of Bliss in the doctrine of the Trinity, except that it was inhabited not by angels, but by people just like them.

Is it possible that the doctrine describes the Dao Yuan Continent?
Bati adjusted the torch's brightness. The lamplighter wasn't entirely unable to communicate with the city of Deva; he could transmit signals by adjusting the flickering of the lighthouse's light. However, only in extremely special circumstances could he send a signal if he needed to contact the city of Deva. Violating the rules always resulted in dire consequences.

Batistuta had no reason to return to the city, ugh~~~
A violent babble struck him, as if something was being poured into his brain, followed by various ethereal sounds that seemed to come from near and far, drawing him to follow them.

Barty immediately stopped thinking, sat cross-legged on the ground, concentrated his energy on the torch, dared not deviate in the slightest, focused his will on one point, and resisted wave after wave of delirium.

He didn't know why, but ever since he activated his Destiny Star, his abilities had become stronger, but his delirium had also become stronger. He couldn't tell whether it was because of the Mother Blade or because of the Round Table.

Mr. Gemini once said that he could also remain skeptical of the Round Table.

If the Round Table Meeting is his fantasy, an illusion, and he is already on the verge of depravity, then all of this is fake, just him making excuses for himself. It is said that many people fall and die in the beautiful dreams they have woven, but the dreams they weave are all composed of existing knowledge. He could never dream of anything in the Round Table Meeting, the starry sky, the dome, the magnificent place. Everything about Dao Yuan, Miss Aries, Mr. Cancer, Mr. Taurus, Mr. Gemini, could not have been imagined by him.

So all of this wasn't his imagination; it was brought about by the Mother Blade. He wouldn't have dared to do this before he died, but he had already died, and the Mother Blade gave him a second life. He decided to trust the Mother Blade.

Barty remembered the method to enter the Zodiac Chart, a method he had never tried to leave the Round Table. Perhaps the moment he left that magical place, he was caught in a dilemma and lacked courage.

It's time to give it a try.

The babbling stopped, and Barty sealed the entrance downstairs with spikes made of yin wind wood, and opened all the traps around the perimeter to prevent him from being ambushed while he was unconscious.

Having done everything, Barty climbed the narrow, spiral staircase back to the top of the tower step by step. He felt a sense of relief, a mix of excitement and anticipation, as he made up his mind. This feeling... was wonderful, truly wonderful, and magical. He didn't know how to describe it; he had never experienced it before, or rather, only when chatting with his sister. But the adults wouldn't allow them to talk too much; Rota's only requirement was obedience.

Perhaps in the eyes of adults, the Rakshasas are just talking animals, but the Rakshasas can communicate. Even if it's just through their eyes or gestures, they can convey a lot. They are human beings.

Barty immersed his spirit into the Mother Knife, and then searched in the boundless world of souls, just as Mr. Gemini had said, slowly and patiently searching, maintaining the connection with the divine relic, for this was his home, and he would not get lost. Even if he couldn't find it, he could return in time.

However, Barty soon discovered the Zodiac Star Chart. In fact, he couldn't help but discover it; in the mist-like soul world, the magnificent Zodiac Star Chart floated there.

As his soul sensed the zodiac sign, a tremendous force of attraction followed, and after a spin, Batty felt his buttocks land.

(End of this chapter)