Xing Mo and Meilin looked at each other again, and the next question came to their minds at the same time -
——Since Ragnarok is real, how can we tear apart the fate planted by the Holy Spirit in Nidophila?
"As long as Father Enoch wants, that fate cannot be torn apart," Xingmo whispered, "unless..."
"Unless we also control the power of the Holy Spirit."
Merlin closed his eyes and repeated the scene from a thousand years ago in his mind.
"But the Holy Spirit will no longer show up."
"No, I don't think so."
A familiar voice came from behind. Xing Mo turned around and saw a figure in a yellow robe standing in the snow.
Inside the hood, the golden vertical pupils flickered, reflecting divinity and humanity.
It's Qiuniu.
"It seems I've arrived just in time," Qiuniu said cheerfully. "To combat the cold wave, after my brothers and sisters were finally out of the way, I was able to take over the Dragon Lord's legacy again and search for intelligence among those forgotten ruins."
"After the Supreme Being learned of the unknown existence... it seems she proactively buried some of the secrets into the river of history, thus preventing anyone from discovering the blind spots in her plan."
"Luckily, I found it."
Qiuniu raised his sleeves, and dots of darkness spread in the air, gradually outlining a hidden totem.
Xing Mo looked at the hidden totem, and a line of coordinates suddenly appeared in his mind.
"This is..."
"This is the place where Cain extracted the Holy Spirit from his body," Merlin murmured softly, "Yes... yes! To separate the Holy Spirit, there must be a place! And that place... must have the remaining qualifying characteristics! As long as we can find it, we can locate Enoch!"
"Crow in the garden, long time no see." Qiuniu smiled faintly at Merlin.
"The Head of the Dragon Sons," Merlin nodded. "Does that place have a name?"
"Naturally there is."
Qiuniu waved his sleeve lightly, putting away the darkness, and a light flashed in his golden eyes:
"That land, engulfed in unknown dust, is called..."
"...Temple of the Good Angels."
The academic city of Academi.
The next day, when Alice returned to the Advanced Alchemy Workshop, the Book of Hell had been put back on the shelf.
There was a bottle of potion next to it with a note left on it.
Alice picked up the note and saw a line of words written in beautiful handwriting on it:
"I'll make the potion for you, Senior. Take care of yourself."
""
Alice smiled faintly, gently squeezed the potion bottle, and closed her eyes.
She could imagine Xingmo coming back here last night, returning the Book of Hell, and helping her prepare the potion.
"I won't fall behind...Xiaomo..."
Alice sat down at the table, opened the potion bottle, and drank the potion.
Then, she began to decipher the Book of Hell.
The Peeping Witch.
She suddenly realized that her title among the bell guardians might also be a label given by fate.
On the coast, the golden people were going to the sea. Their busy and hunched figures were like a bunch of dead trees growing on the shallows.
Mr. Luffy bent down and picked up the shells on the beach.
Lift it up to the morning sun and watch the shiny shell shimmer with colorful light.
What a beautiful shell...
After admiring them for a while, Luffy put the shells into his pocket and prepared to take them back to the children.
The gloomy days have lasted for so long that a little bit of color is already a luxury for the children.
Just then, Luffy noticed a blur of flesh color on the beach in the distance.
When he got closer, he was shocked to find that it was actually a human hand!
"There's...there's a dead person! There's a dead person!"
""
More than ten minutes later, several young and strong men from the Golden People worked together to dig the man out.
The deceased was well-dressed and looked... like a person of considerable status.
"I know him!" a young man shouted. "It's Congressman Arnold! I saw him in the newspaper!"
"A congressman? How could a congressman die here?" Luffy's eyes swept over the young man, "None of you...would do such a thing?"
"How dare we touch the councilor..." The young man's face turned pale. "Brother Tolum is dead...we...we..."
At this time, a burst of hurried footsteps came from behind. The golden people turned their heads and saw a group of people in guard uniforms rushing towards them.
"What are you doing!" a guard shouted, suddenly seeing the body. "Dead! There's a dead person here!"
The soldiers raised their revolvers and wands, aiming at the Golden People with fierce eyes.
"Get down on your knees! Put your hands up! Don't let me see your wand!" the captain shouted.
"It wasn't us! We just found the body!" a young man shouted.
"Shut up! Put your hands up!"
The young people naturally knew that doing so was courting death - they were the golden people, the lowest of the low, and once they were caught, they were destined to be blamed and sentenced to death!
What's more, the person who died was Congressman Arnold, a big shot.
No matter who killed this big shot, they will now be used as scapegoats.
And once they become scapegoats, their families... their compatriots...
The one who died was a congressman.
In the eyes of the Golden People, these high-ranking senators are like gods of the Academy.
Anyone who bears the sin of killing them will not have a good outcome.
So, while a guard wasn't paying attention, a young man suddenly grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and threw it -
"call!"
The captain of the guards was blinded by the sand, but before the young man could rush over, a flame shot through his chest.
"Oh!"
In an instant, the scene was in chaos. The young people didn't care about anything else and rushed forward, wrestling with the guards of the Pushet family.
Some young people around also put down their activities of fishing, picked up harpoons and shovels, rushed over, and hit the guards fiercely.
Resentment, anger, hatred, all emotions erupted at this moment.
"Don't fight! Don't fight!"
Mr. Ruff shouted and waved his hands to prevent more young people from rushing forward.
He knew that if this continued, the situation would only get worse.
But at this moment, Luffy felt a pain in his waist and his body went limp.
He collapsed to the ground, only to see a flash of silver light with his own blood pulled out, and watched the figure in the yellow robe appear in the crowd.
"Mr. Luffy!"
Someone shouted, and some of the young men stopped, knelt beside him, and shouted his name, while others rushed forward even more fiercely, rushing towards the murderers.
In a trance, the last thing Luffy saw was a colorful shell.
In the sunlight, it still reflects colorful light, and the scattered light spots look like a small rainbow.
When Alice pushed open the door to the ward, Diana and Albus were already there.
She frantically cast her eyes on the bed, only to see Mr. Luffy with his eyes closed, unconscious.
"Mr. Luffy, are you okay?" Alice ran to the bedside in two or three steps.
Diana pursed her lips slightly:
"The situation is quite dangerous. If he can survive the night, then it's fine... If not, we can only pray to the Tree of Life."
Alice closed her eyes, a tingling sensation lingering between her ribs and around her heart.
"The Golden People can no longer control the situation. Mr. Luffy has a high status among those young people. Now that he has been stabbed by soldiers from the Pushet family, things are starting to get out of control." Albus whispered.
"I asked the soldiers present, and none of them attacked Mr. Ruff," Diana looked at Albus. "The soldiers of our family never take the initiative to attack, they only defend themselves, and they will never attack unarmed people."
"It's Ophelia's people," Alice said calmly. "The waters are muddied."
"I think so too... The Star Guard is requesting to move in. They say... Senator Arnold was killed by the Golden People, and murdering a member of parliament is an absolutely unforgivable sin." Diana covered her forehead. "We can't stop them... We can only let the Star Guard in first..."
"What...? They've already... gone in?"
Alice was slightly stunned, then turned around and headed for the North City Port.
But at this moment, Albus stopped her:
"Senior, don't be impulsive. You are not suitable to join the game anymore."
"No
Now I think it’s you who’s trying to persuade me not to be impulsive…” Alice murmured, “But if we don’t do something…”
"I have a plan, trust me."
Albus took a deep breath and his eyes became more determined.
"I've roughly figured out Huangsha's base, but... their identities are rather unique... so I've been secretly collecting evidence."
"Huangsha? Is that the gang that said before... that they wanted to revive the Golden King?" Alice was stunned.
She had thought...this clue wouldn't be so easy to find out.
"Um..."
Albus nodded:
"Their base...is a small church in the north city, where they worship the goddess."
"And the clergy inside that church... many of them are young priests and nuns who graduated from St. Auros Cathedral. I think... these clergy have a very close relationship with us, right?"
"That's right," Alice recalled the children in the North City. "Many of them were orphans adopted from the city by Xiaomo and Aurora."
"Well... that's why I haven't dared to move forward, because it might involve us. After all, it is also part of the Xinghai Church..." Albus shook his head, "But now... it seems there is no time to worry..."
He glanced at Mr. Luffy lying on the hospital bed, and recalled the girl with a beautiful smile in his mind.
"If I've involved someone I shouldn't have, that's just my personal behavior. It won't involve you."
"Albus, are you sure you want to do this?" Alice frowned slightly.
"I've made up my mind."
Albus smiled faintly, and then a hint of ferocity appeared between his brows.
"Not only for Mr. Luffy, but also for...Angelica..."
Chapter 569 Good Angel (Part 4) -4k- (Two updates in one)
After arriving in the northern part of the city by carriage, the first thing that caught Albus's eye was the chaotic streets.
Xingsui's soldiers were marching in neat rows on the streets. In the distance, smoke drifted up into the sky, drawing lines under the dark clouds.
The riot began.
"Patta...Patta, ta-da-da..."
A rain suddenly fell, and the mist covered the car windows, making everything blurry.
As the carriage went deeper into the port area, the scene on the streets became more and more chaotic. From time to time, blurry flashes of fire flew across the sky. They were fuel bombs thrown by the Golden People.
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