Sequence Wars: The Mythical Age is Created by Me

Chapter 86 Receiving the City God's Decree

The hospital was far from Tianhai University, and Jiang Fan and Han Yi arrived two hours later.

Both personnel were in special treatment rooms, and the medical expenses were fully covered by the bureaus.

Lu Xia's ward was a private room. The two of them entered the room quietly, but the woman had already woken up and was sitting by the window, seemingly gazing into the air.

"Why are you only arriving now?"

Lu Xia's voice didn't sound hoarse; her gentle tone made it impossible to tell that she was injured.

But why does this sound like it's a bit reproachful of me?

"We just found out and rushed over, okay? Are you alright?"

Lu Xia's eyes twitched slightly at the sight of Jiang Fan and Han Yi empty-handed; these two really didn't treat themselves like outsiders at all.

When Lu Xia turned around, Jiang Fan noticed that one of her eyes had turned white and blended into the white of her eye, making it look quite frightening.

"Your eyes..."

"It's just temporary blindness. Recently, a new wave of 'tides' has appeared across the country, causing many relics that were originally only in the semi-awakening or sealed stage to undergo huge changes. In the future, the mythological sequence will not just be a rumor. The appearance of the Pale Knight is just the beginning."

She can see other people's past; this ability is not something she was given as an artist, but rather an instinct.

In other words, Lu Xia itself is a relic.

"The Lu family had originally obtained specific information about the silver-haired girl, but for some reason, this contact has been interrupted recently."

Lu Xia frowned slightly.

She had already noticed Rias when she was in the mountains, but she never expected that Rias would improve so quickly.

"So I asked the bureau to investigate her whereabouts, and we found a house that had once been inhabited by a demon. I know that she fought that demon one last time and successfully defeated it, but unfortunately the demon did not die."

Jiang Fan's pupils contracted upon hearing this. It was definitely Mephisto, and Lu Xia's deduction was completely in line with reality.

Lu Xia's background was far from simple, something he already knew, but his ability to directly locate Mephisto's whereabouts still surprised him a little.

After all, that demon has never shown himself; he has only achieved his goals through contracts time and time again. The resurrection of the Pale Knight this time is less a game of strategy and more a question of who can benefit more from it between Jiang Fan and Mephisto.

Both are chess players, not chess pieces.

Now, some people can see the outside world through the chessboard. Does this mean that they might also be discovered, or that they are already under some kind of surveillance?

Jiang Fan touched his nose. From what he could see so far, there was nothing unusual. He was certain that when he played the game, nothing was amiss, just like any other person playing the game.

Lu Xia unfolded the canvas in his hand, a gesture remarkably similar to how Mephisto unfolded his parchment scroll.

She began to recount their experiences after entering Mephisto's residence.

Everything was normal at first, until they pushed open that door.

Behind the door were thousands of fluttering parchment scrolls, like scales that incited the descent of demons, dancing in the wind brought by the opening of the door.

Then a huge magic circle opened on the ground, a gift prepared for the first person to arrive here; opening the door was the key to activating the magic circle.

The two retreated quickly, but it was too late. A huge demon was born from it, and no one knew what kind of being it was.

The question of who Mephisto will call from hell to awaken is perhaps the same as that of Lionheart.

They all yearn for the return of the most powerful one in their camp. Of course, the demons may not be as pure as Richard; they may simply see it as profitable. The demons' nature remains unchanged.

"We saw a pair of wings, and a pair of arms that looked like a human's..."

"So Old Li was killed by that demon?"

Jiang Fan couldn't help but think of Lucifer, whom he had met today. If there was anything Mephisto wanted to do, it was to summon this lord of hell to appear.

"No, we successfully got out, but we encountered a person wearing a Nuo mask who stole the parchment scroll we had obtained."

Lu Xia frowned, seemingly trying her best to recall the person's face and figure, but all she could think of was a Nuo mask.

"However, I feel that Li Chengfeng seems to know the person wearing the mask, but it could just be my imagination."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan's expression changed, and he asked.

Where is his body?

"They're probably still in the morgue."

"6

Lu Xia blinked.

"Several prominent families in Jiangnan have their eyes on this matter. If you want to know anything about it, you'd better act quickly."

Jiang Fan returned to his aunt's house alone.

Han Yi stayed at the hospital to accompany Lu Xia, who seemed to have obtained a lot of information about Rias from Mephisto.

However, none of these points could be related to him, and unfortunately, Li Chengfeng died.

The death of this "Night Watchman" made Jiang Fan feel somewhat irritable. Perhaps he should conduct a more thorough investigation of Tianhai City after the first chapter ends.

Fortunately, Jiang Fan still had a chance to give the other party a chance to speak.

He took out his game console and opened [The City God's Decree].

They found the "Night Wanderer" who was dozing off in Li Xiuyi's shop.

It was already dusk, and it was time for the Night Wanderer to go to work.

Jiang Fan marked the location of the hospital morgue for [Night Wanderer], asking her to find Li Chengfeng's spirit.

As the last rays of the setting sun disappeared below the horizon, the transparent little girl who had been dozing in the shrine of Li Xiuyi's office rubbed her eyes.

She looks exactly the same as she did when she was alive. If her mother saw her, she would probably be so excited that she would hug her tightly. But unfortunately, the dead cannot be brought back to life, and once dead, they are forever separated by death.

Guided by Jiang Fan's mark, her figure instantly transformed into a wisp of dark green smoke, silently disappearing into the deepening night of Tianhai City.

The First People's Hospital, underground morgue.

The air here is perpetually filled with the pungent smell of formaldehyde and preservatives. The pale motion sensor lights flicker erratically in the long corridor, and the refrigeration compressor emits a dull hum.

For the living, this is a dark and terrifying forbidden place.

But for the Night Wanderers, the morgue is one of their favorite places to visit.

The little girl carried a lantern that emitted a faint blue light, and like a weightless mist, she passed through layers of thick, soundproof iron doors without any hindrance.

She surveyed the cold morgue cabinets, finally stopping in front of a cabinet door in the corner labeled "Li Chengfeng".

As a peak-level first-tier Night Watchman, even in death, Li Chengfeng's soul was completely different from that of ordinary people.

Ordinary people's souls, once separated from their bodies, will quickly dissipate with the daytime sun and breeze if they do not have extremely deep obsessions. But Li Chengfeng's soul is like a tenacious withered vine firmly rooted in the shadows. Although it is still decaying and dissipating, its physical form remains.

The little girl gently raised the lantern, and under the swaying blue light, a tattered, gray-black soul was slowly drawn out from the gap in the morgue.

Through the shared view on the screen, Jiang Fan saw Li Chengfeng's miserable state at that moment.

His soul body was covered with dense cracks, like a piece of porcelain about to shatter.

At his chest, the site of his fatal wound, swirled an extremely eerie and domineering dark red aura. This aura shattered the Night Watchman, instantly killing Li Chengfeng.

"Li Chengfeng, wake up, I'm here to pick you up."

The little girl's clear, crisp voice echoed through the morgue.

Li Chengfeng, teetering on the edge of chaos and dissipation, struggled to raise his head.

When his empty soul eyes saw the absolute pressure emanating from the little girl, belonging to the "righteous gods of the underworld," and the patrol warrant in her hand that read "Night Wanderer," his broken soul trembled violently.

"The underworld's... Night Wanderer? How could such a being exist in Tianhai City? Wait..."

Li Chengfeng's voice was like a leaky bellows, revealing endless weakness.

The little girl asked without any expression.

"Who killed you?"

Upon hearing the Night Wanderer's question, Li Chengfeng's eyes lit up slightly.

"Since you have such means to bring me back to life, perhaps you really can stand up to those few..."

Li Chengfeng's soul was gradually dissipating, but fortunately, his consciousness had indeed recovered a little, and the obsession in his heart opened up a new path for him.

"The one who killed me was the second son of a branch of the Kyoto royal family. He joined the eleventh bureau at the same time as me. However, he was very intelligent and quickly joined the Kyoto special operations team [The God of Play]. But he was wicked and greedy, only seeking personal gain, and kept supplying resources to the royal family."

Jiang Fan sat up abruptly off-screen. Wow, there's more juicy gossip to come.

"He was declared dead in the line of duty in last year's old case, but now it seems he has a different identity."

"Could it be that you've mistaken me for someone else?"

The little girl tilted her head back.

"Impossible. His sequence [Nuo Mask] is one of the most special pan-sequences. It can only be added through methods related to drama and Nuo culture. The [Nuo Mask] he has mastered is the secular [Smiling Ghost]. If the sequences are the same, even the ghosts and gods they play will be the same. The probability is too small."

Li Chengfeng's words were quite decisive. Most people who have access to this channel are Peking Opera, Sichuan Opera, Qinqiang Opera, etc. At present, the only place that can use drama as an entry is the capital city.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan stroked his chin. In essence, both Nuo Mask and Witchcraft originated from the witchcraft religion of the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, and witchcraft and Nuo Mask are inseparable.

Nuo ritual was originally a Chu shamanistic exorcism technique, which was later absorbed by the Shang and Zhou courts and then flowed back to the common people, becoming the source of drama.

This technique was developed and perfected, eventually becoming a new way to enter the order.

So it seems that this matter might be related to Ni Yao, since Nuo masks are one of her skills.

"He killed me for that parchment scroll that allows you to make a deal with the devil. And when I was searching Tianhai recently, I found that many places that used to have 'GG' stickers were now covered with these parchment scrolls to trick greedy people into signing contracts. The recent chaos probably stems from this, but I didn't have time to report it before..."

Li Chengfeng's words surprised Jiang Fan. He didn't expect that Zhuo Rui was not an isolated case. After Mephisto advanced to the fourth rank, his contract method became so efficient and concise.

"If the City God is so inclined, he should quickly send men to capture this scoundrel. If he is allowed to return to the capital, it will be too late to intervene."

Li Chengfeng also knew that the City God could only manage matters in his own little corner.

Jiang Fan felt a chill run down his spine as he listened to Li Chengfeng speak. Why was he using such a retro style of speech? Luckily, he was quick to adapt.

"Do you know why he took the parchment scroll?"

"It's most likely for a sacrificial ceremony. I'm afraid I'm too incompetent to offer much help. I only ask that the City God act quickly and send out his many wandering gods and judges. He faked his death to escape, and has already put himself on the opposite side of the country, all for his own selfish desires."

Li Chengfeng immediately bowed.

Jiang Fan pursed his lips. In fact, the entire City God Temple only had a laborer and a night patrol god. There was no judge or anything like that, not even the underworld.

He didn't really care that his country and family were on the opposite side, but if it might affect his peaceful life, he was already prepared to die.

[A high-quality, incomplete soul (a peak-level Tier 1 Night Watchman) has been detected. In life, this person upheld the duty of night watch, and even in death, their yin energy lingers, making them extremely compatible with the duties of a god in the underworld.]

[Current Temple Worship Levels (City God Temple: Abnormal Affairs Office): Peaceful (1200 points)]

[Would you like to consume 800 points of incense offerings to activate the City God's decree for a second conferment?]

A notification suddenly lit up on the screen, which made Jiang Fan nod in approval. He himself had been wondering if he could also turn Li Chengfeng into a wandering god.

In this way, both the Yin and Yang paths now have their own people.

"Li Chengfeng, would you be willing to serve me and serve me?"

Jiang Fan pressed down on the [City God's Decree] and spoke, and then an endless, vast echo resounded in the morgue.

"this..."

Li Chengfeng raised his head, and his eyes regained some clarity.

"If I could stay in this world again, I would wish for a thousand years or ten thousand years."

Jiang Fan pressed the "X" button on the controller heavily.

On the screen, the temperature in the morgue instantly dropped below freezing, and a massive, eerie purple edict suddenly unfurled without warning in the void above Li Chengfeng's head.

The City God's Seal, radiating supreme power and bearing the aura of "Manifestation of Power," suddenly lit up in mid-air, its golden divine light instantly illuminating the entire dark basement.

Accompanied by a resounding bell that seemed to come from the deepest hell, a crimson judge's pen danced across the blank space of the decree, writing the three ancient seal characters "Li Chengfeng" with an unquestionable and domineering air.

Li Chengfeng's broken soul was rapidly restored under the frenzied infusion of incense, and underwent a tremendous qualitative change.

His tattered uniform, originally belonging to the Night Watch, transformed into a dark-colored officer's robe embroidered with dark patterns and night owl designs as the blue light flowed.

He held a black iron plaque engraved with the words "Soul Binding" in his hand, and a soul-binding iron chain that gleamed coldly at his waist.

[Imperial conferment successful!]

The "Wandering Soul Li Chengfeng" has successfully been promoted to a special unit: Night Wanderer (Tier 2)

[Status Analysis: Shedding his mortal form, he has ascended to the divine path! He will rule over the wandering souls of the night, no longer bound by the physical rules of the mortal world. As your underworld general, his combat experience from his previous life and the instincts of the Night Watch have been perfectly integrated into his divine duties.]

Li Chengfeng was utterly shocked as he felt the vast Yin energy within his body, which was several times stronger than it had been in his previous life, and the new memory belonging to the "Night Wanderer" that had appeared in his mind.

He stared in disbelief at his newly solidified divine body, and then, without hesitation, this once unyielding and tough official knelt on one knee and bowed deeply to the void behind the little girl.

Although he could not see him, he could sense the presence of the City God.

"Your humble servant, Li Chengfeng, is hereby ordered by the City God."

"I am willing to serve the revered deity and sweep away all evil spirits from the heavens and seas!"