Mystery: A Spark

At the edge of the square, Arthur looked at George III in his formal attire on the distant platform, turned slightly to the person beside him, and asked:

"nervous?"

“I’m not nervous,” replied Audrey, who was dressed in a simple, conservative black dress and wore no jewelry, as if she were attending a funeral.

A strange smile appeared on her beautiful face as she said:

"I know we will win."

“You’ve changed quite a bit lately,” Arthur said with a smile.

Audrey glanced at him and said:

"After being the president of Umbrella Corporation for so long, I can't just continue being a carefree young girl like before, can I? Otherwise, Umbrella Corporation will fall apart sooner or later."

“That’s true, but don’t put too much pressure on yourself. We can face many things together,” Arthur said.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't fall, Hugh and the others will have the courage to face all difficulties and challenges," Audrey said softly.

"Looks like I'll have to cherish my life then," Arthur laughed.

“Of course, you are our backbone now. If you fall, we won’t know how to move forward.” Audrey nodded seriously.

"Then let's take this crucial step today," Arthur said, and walked toward George III on the high platform in the distant square.

……

Outside the secret mausoleum in East Chestershire, Bernadette, dressed in a girlish yellow cake dress and wearing a tacky black soft hat, emerged surrounded by pea vines that seemed to grow out of nowhere.

Her chestnut hair fell naturally, her eyebrows were long and straight, and her eyes seemed to contain a vast blue sea.

After glancing at the mountain wall in front of her, the "mysterious queen" stretched out her right hand and quickly sketched symbols in the air.

As her fingertips moved, drops of bright red blood, like tiny gemstones, seeped out and solidified in mid-air.

Soon, a complex symbol composed of layers of "doors" emerged, trembling slightly, as if resonating with something unknown.

In the blink of an eye, the crimson symbol expanded into a phantom, semi-transparent door, through which one could vaguely see a massive mausoleum made of black stones.

Bernadette immediately stepped through the illusory gate and arrived at a dark and secluded area.

The light here comes from the stone pillar lights on both sides of the winding road and the unique underground moss growing on the cliff face, which together illuminate the secret mausoleum located in the light mist at the bottom.

Just then, as a ritual was being performed deep underground, a faint, deep light gathered and condensed into a human figure in the dim sky.

William Augustus I!

Bernadette's face was expressionless. Flames ignited in her hand, and then she drew an ice-blue two-handed longsword.

"Come and fight me," she said indifferently.

……

Outside the secret mausoleum in County Ahowa.

Azik, with his bronze skin, appeared here.

He entered the mausoleum in the same way, and looking at Delink Augustus, the "Balancer" who had descended there through a ritual, he transformed into a giant feathered serpent without hesitation.

……

Inside the solemn ancient castle.

The handsome man said to the headless woman holding four severed heads:

"Karaman was also involved in this battle. Go and get your arm back."

“Yes, my lord.” Renette Tinicol turned and left.

Torzner picked up the somewhat dull quill pen from the table in front of him, got up and walked out of the castle, soon arriving at a primitive island in the sea.

He strolled leisurely across the island, observing the various ancient creatures around him that trembled at his arrival.

Before long, he arrived at the church in the center of the island. After a brief look around, he smiled and said:

"I want to make a deal with you."

……

Near the "Number 1" ruins on the outskirts of Backlund, the tall and handsome Bonova appeared.

He glanced behind him, then used his blood to draw hidden symbols before entering the mausoleum.

Then, a figure who concealed his whereabouts and was difficult to detect also entered the mausoleum.

This is the mausoleum of the Blood Emperor "Tudor," now occupied by George III.

Upon arriving at the mausoleum, Bonois glanced around and spotted a man dressed in formal attire and wearing a cloak.

He was a demigod who supported George III, Prince Grove the "Chaos Hunter".

This Sequence Three Saint wore a crown woven from thorns, from which pure light constantly gathered and intertwined to form an "ocean".

The sealed item is "0-36".

However, this level 0 sealed artifact did not reassure him at all, because in front of him was a powerful divine angel.

Bonova paid no attention to the person in front of him. He glanced around, smiled, and said:

"I thought it was some kind of big shot trying to take my father's place, but I didn't expect it to be this? They even have to take someone else's mausoleum and they're massacring their own country's people."

He looked down at Prince Grove and asked with a somewhat strange expression:

"You're going to work for someone like that? Is it worth it?"

“It is my duty,” Prince Grove replied in a deep voice.

“Well said.” Bonova nodded, then took out a small metal cube.

"Then let me see if you can uphold this responsibility."

Chapter 286 Why Did His Majesty Rebel?

Inside "Relic No. 1".

When Megatron wreaked havoc, and Prince Grove could only struggle to cope,

In an inconspicuous corner, Triss silently took out a rifle with a wooden main body, an orange-red color, and a side-operated bolt.

Its name is the Carcano M91/38 rifle, a model that has never appeared in the mysterious world.

However, on Earth, this rifle was considered a classic of a certain era and was even given an interesting nickname: "Le Zong's Happy Gun".

Triss first took out her rifle and aimed it at the secret mausoleum in the distance, then looked at the intense human-machine battle that was in full swing, and took a step to move a little closer to the mausoleum.

Just then, Arthas landed lightly on her shoulder, and a boyish voice reached her ears:

"Don't go any further, or you'll end up losing everything, even if you complete the mission."

Triss paused slightly, a bright smile spreading across her face, and said:

"Wouldn't it be a good thing if I really died? A good story should end with all the bad guys dying."

"For example, him, and for example, me."

Arthas chuckled. "That won't do. You're my subordinate whom I personally recruited. I'm counting on you to work for me for the rest of my life. I can't let you fail in a place like this."

"Working my whole life..." Triss chuckled. "Where did you come from, capitalist? Are you determined to squeeze every last drop of value out of me?"

“Absolutely, so don’t even think about taking him down with you, because he doesn’t deserve anyone to take him down with him,” Arthas said, patting Triss on the shoulder.

“But I can’t hit him here.” Triss frowned.

“I’ll help you.” Arthas raised his paw and gently patted forward. Layers of illusory symbols appeared in front of Triss, slowly forming an illusory door.

Before long, Triss saw George III ascending to the throne in the mausoleum through the illusory gate.

“This…” Triss’s pupils contracted slightly.

"A little bit of portal art, nothing to be surprised about," Arthas said casually.

Inside the mausoleum, George III, immersed in the joy of his impending godhood, his thoughts wandering uncontrollably, seemed to sense something. He saw the illusory door before him, and Triss, on the other side, raising her rifle at him.

Then, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

You think you can take him down with just a rifle? You're dreaming!

He is about to be promoted to "Black Emperor" and become a great true god!

"Bang!" A jet-black bullet shot out from the muzzle and pierced straight into the forehead of the smiling George III.

The next second, George III felt a series of violent roars resounding in his mind, which dealt a fatal blow to Him who was ascending to true godhood and whose humanity was struggling against divinity.

He felt an irresistible, extremely frenzied consciousness erupting from within him like a volcano, changing his body and distorting everything around him.

Looking at George III, whose face was contorted in pain and whose body was covered in strange deformities, Triss gave a contemptuous smile.

"What a weak god!"

"This is because his promotion itself had a high probability of failure, which is equivalent to constantly teetering on the edge of a cliff. And when you gently pushed him at this moment, he fell straight off and died."

“This is my master’s specialty: to change the overall situation by starting with the details. So don’t think that angels are really that easy to kill. Arrogance is a bad thing.” Arthas touched Triss’s face with his paw and gave her a word of advice.

"Yes, I understand."

Triss leaned on her rifle, looking into the distance at Prince Grove, who had been momentarily distracted by what had just happened and had been seized by Megatron to be pinned to the ground and relentlessly hammered. A slight smile played on her lips.

"Tomorrow will definitely be a good day."

……

Among the ruins in the lower reaches of the Tasok River.

Hermes, who was originally working with Karaman to deal with Renette Tinicol, paused slightly.

His body suddenly transformed into a gigantic dragon, and then unexpectedly swung a claw at Karaman's back.

Hermes has betrayed us!

"You!" Karaman was both shocked and furious at being ambushed.

Hermes' dragon face revealed a playful smile, and he said:

"I'm sorry, but we've suddenly realized that we have a better option than George III."

……