People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Yaer couldn't go to the main account to ask for changes.

How petty does this make Yelagunde look? It's just a statue, a small thing the size of a palm, but he still wants to perform miracles and personally modify it here and there, not satisfied with this or that.

This is so embarrassing!

Yaer even felt a surge of despair in her heart.

In the end, He did not take action against the burly figure in the Holy Record Hall.

Arktos was not wrong, the fault was actually his own. It was all because he was born young and ignorant. He did not think much when he made the avatar. He just made it casually and threw it out for use. Who would have known that someone would actually remember it!

It's fine to write it down. It's not impossible for Kjerag to help settle the account if there is "water in the warehouse and the books are lost". But Manzhuyuan is built on the mountain. What kind of water can flood here? Is it the water that flooded Jinshan Mountain?

He was also hardworking, and the Shelag people were cautious, and there had never been any major fire or other mistakes in Manzhuyuan, so that after thousands of years, the book recording the appearance of His original incarnation was actually passed down and was found by Actor!

And now, the painting is finished. Not to mention that He would not do anything to harm His own child, even if He really killed Actor in anger, it would not change anything.

The die is cast, is this the end? My lifelong reputation!

No, no, there is still a chance!

He reacted suddenly, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, connected to Ernst who was just about to go to sleep on the other side, and sent him a message!

[Bao, Nu, come back quickly! ]

Holy Son, save me!

After so much procrastination, I am finally finishing the exam. Tomorrow is the last subject, so I will take a day off tonight.

I can’t say that I’ve failed all the subjects I took recently, but at least I can say that my scores were up and down. I should work harder, otherwise the pressure at the beginning of the school year will be a bit too great.

Good night, brothers.

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Chapter 238 Beast Master Gao Wen is here, please give me some face

"Oh, I seem to feel some interesting power."

A muffled voice suddenly sounded in her ears. Mostima's expression froze slightly, her pupils moved to the side, and she subconsciously turned her gaze to the black box wrapped in black cloth that she placed beside her.

But the voice spoke up and stopped Mastema's actions.

"No need to look over here, little girl. Just pretend you didn't hear what I just said to myself."

The muddy voice spoke gently, like a ripple on the calm water. The next second, Mostima noticed that the black box containing the lock and key began to emit a faint, blue light.

Spell?

As the sealer of locks and keys, Mastema certainly knew the source of that voice.

It was the consciousness of a real giant beast, or rather, part of its consciousness, that was sealed in these two staffs.

The giant beast called the God of Time has no name. Its fall is a lost secret from ancient times. At that time, the inhabitants of the earth did not have the habit of naming the giant beasts.

Well... maybe there is? But it just didn't get passed down? After all, the group of "people" who knew the most about the behemoths at that time were either crushed into dust by the coalition forces of the gods and the ancestors, or they were so arrogant that they didn't care about it at all and only referred to these huge creatures as "behemoths".

But the giant beast in Mastema's staff has never died.

Only after suffering an attack that was powerful enough to destroy his own flesh, did he freely abandon his scarred body, liberate his soul, and even perform a surgery on himself, placing himself among several objects, and falling into a half-asleep, half-awake sleep. He would only wake up for a moment when he encountered something that interested him.

Of course, these were all the information revealed by the awakened beast in the brief exchange with Mastema after the lock and key were handed over to him. Was He still stubborn after being beaten by others, or was He really as free and unrestrained as He said? Mastema didn't know, and didn't dare to ask.

Mostima's identity as the Beast's Agent is due to the power granted to her by the Chrono Beast. After losing the right to use the Guardian Gun, she can still borrow the power of the Chrono Beast through the lock and key to release Originium skills that can create ripples in the tide of time.

However, in Mostima's impression, the Time Beast was extremely indifferent to most things. Although the fact that He sealed the lock and key with a mortal object was indeed a bit ridiculous, He still stayed obediently in the sealed iron box. It was rare for Him to actively exude power and release some kind of spell like at this moment.

Mostima immediately wanted to speak out to stop them, because there were not only her and Fiammetta sitting in the stretched car, but also Ernst and his group!

Ernst is another giant beast spokesperson. Mostima is not sure what the temperament of the giant beast named "Yeragond" behind Ernst is, but according to the existing information, Yeragund should be very protective of the Kjerag people! What if the sudden attack of the time monster hurts Ernst and triggers a war between the monsters here...

Mostima couldn't imagine that kind of scene. The battle between giant beasts and gods with various powers was beyond the imagination of ordinary mortals. Even though the subjective Mostima usually boasted that he had seen all kinds of scenes, in front of this level of confrontation, he had to honestly say "I have never seen such a scene."

The profession is not right! We have to find Da Yan for this matter. They are the ones who participated in the war between the giant beasts, although they only played a supporting role.

But it was too late. As soon as Mostima opened her lips, the blue light in front of her eyes became brighter and more brilliant at an unimaginable speed.

The reverse casting of [Subjective Slow Time], [Subjective Speed ​​​​Up].

The light was bright, and it seemed that in the next moment, a spell released by the time beast would rush out of the black box and spread to the entire two vehicles, causing some unknown consequences. But at this moment, at the critical moment, a golden beast claw suddenly fell steadily and pressed on the black box.

In an instant, the black box that had been emitting blue light just now suddenly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, and lay quietly beside Mostima.

Mostima was startled, then slightly relieved, and as if he suddenly realized something, he slowly raised his head and looked at the owner of the golden claw.

It was an elegant creature that was difficult to describe in Terran terms. It was majestic, tall, with a golden body and a mane like the blazing sun hanging high in the sky. Although its face was obviously that of an animal, its eyes revealed an unusual humanity, gleaming with wisdom. It sat on its hind legs, with its front legs slightly raised, pressing on the black box that sealed the lock and key, looking like a sitting Sargon with a human face and a beast body.

The statue of Sargon was built in his image to commemorate the beastly relatives who followed the greatest Shahluqa Sargus, the King of Kings, the King of Time and Calendar, in his conquests and finally disappeared in the burning land. There are still some remains of Sargon today.

The golden creature before him was more majestic and impressive than the most magnificent beast-headed human-faced statue.

"Just be patient, little girl. It's okay."

The golden creature did not speak, but its voice had already echoed in Mastema's heart.

Mastema also asked in his mind: "Who are you?"

The air seemed to fall into silence, and Mastema did not receive a response from the golden creature.

It didn't seem to have the desire to communicate? Was it here just to suppress the consciousness of the rampaging time beast?

Mostima had some understanding in his mind, and then he stopped looking at the mysterious golden creature that aroused his curiosity, and looked at Ernst and Vina in the front seat of the car.

She had noticed that neither the consciousness of the time beast that had suddenly attacked nor the figure of the golden creature that suddenly appeared seemed to have attracted the attention of Ernst and others. No, not only Ernst and others, even Fiammetta, who was sitting next to her, did not notice the golden creature so close.

It seemed to hide its body and make itself unnoticeable?

What a miraculous ability! Based on this alone, Mostima could be sure that this was also a mysterious person who was capable of rivaling the "behemoth".

But is it Yelagund?

Mastema thought about it for a moment, but then denied the guess.

In Kjerag's mythology, Yelagund often appears as a "woman", "mother", "mountain", "white cloud", or "big stone", and never as a golden beast. Although the legend is a manifestation of mortals' shallow understanding of the beast, there will always be some deviations, but it still has a high reference value.

In other words, the golden life that took the initiative to protect the vehicle and the people in it was another strong man who was not Yelagund!

Mr. Ernst has so many cards up his sleeve.

Mostima sighed in her heart and finally felt relieved.

She had made the right decision. It seemed that Kjerag was destined to be an extremely exciting place.

..............

Gao Wen felt so excited!

From the moment Kjerag greeted Yelagund and said he would accompany Vina and Ernst on this trip to Lateran, it guessed that something would probably happen on this trip.

At first, when it followed Ernst and met Andorn in the central garden of San Marceau, it thought that Ernst was going to get involved in the anti-fraud center of Lateran and start a police chase.

It turned out that Ernst didn't do that. Not only that, he also kept calling for help and talked Andorn into turning himself in at the Vatican.

Gao Wen thought, it’s okay, at least there was no accident and no commotion, everyone is safe and it saves him some trouble.

As a result, Ernst turned around and went into the basement of Lateran.

Others may not know what is underground in Lateran, but how could these beast masters not know?

Many secret technologies of that lost previous civilization are still kept in their hands!

Gawain thought that since Ernst was taken underground and saw the big computer, with his intelligence, he would probably be able to realize something, such as the relationship between Sakota and Sarkaz.

As a result, Ernst gave up.

He didn't know how to program and was once intimidated by a supercomputer. As for the various secrets of Sakota, he chose to just touch upon them, knowing the results but not the reasons.

This is actually a good thing. Gawain does not object to this approach. Rather, he feels that this is what a truly wise person should do.

After all, knowing the relationship between Sakota and Sakaz would not bring any benefits to Ernst, but would make him and Sakota, who currently has a stable life, have a grudge. Some handles can make people obedient, while other handles can make people want to get rid of them as soon as possible!

Although it was a pity that Ernst missed the chance to use the supercomputer because he didn't know how to operate it, but if you think about it carefully, the computer is actually there and it won't run away. When Ernst really needs to use it, there will naturally be a chance, so there is no need to feel too sorry.

Gao Wen heaved a sigh of relief. Just when he felt that there would be no accidents during this outing, and planned to arrange to lie on the roof of Manzhu Courtyard for three days and three nights to bask in the sun and sleep after returning to Kjerag, he felt an unusual energy fluctuation.

"Damn it, someone is doing something again? A powerful tail kill?"

This sentence suddenly flashed through Gawain's mind, and the next second, it had already appeared in the car. The power of the beast master can make ordinary people subconsciously ignore themselves. But it cannot suppress the spell of the lock and key, which is part of the consciousness of the time beast.

But the spell still stopped.

Because it responded the fastest and said three sentences.

One: "Beast Master Gao Wen is here, please give me some face."

Second: "There is another beloved fellow of your kind in this car. If you hurt him, you'd better think twice."

Third: "Your kind can destroy your body, but I can deal with your soul. One treats the symptoms, the other treats the root cause. Together, we can make a specimen of you!"

Face and fruit, gaining support, and making harsh remarks, all in one go!

Looking at the black box that froze for a moment and then decisively lost its light, Gawain's heart slowly settled down and he smiled disdainfully.

Little guy, how could I not know what you are afraid of?

The beast master Gawain, old Victoria is the lion flag, and that’s what he does!

Chapter 239 I am Hedley, I have many professions

Hedley is a Sarkaz mercenary.

To put it bluntly, mercenaries are people who will do anything for money. As long as the money is enough, he would be willing to confess his love to the Duke of Caster.

But at this moment, he was standing on the towering cliff, and there was a hint of regret in his eyes.

This story began in the Iron Palace of Londinium a month ago.

"You, go and blend in with Kjerag."

Facing the Chairman Tracy who suddenly gave him a task, Hedley's answer was:

"Ah I?"

To be honest, this mission was really torturous. The regent went to Columbia in person, but he didn't get any advantage from Ernst. But he was asked to do spy work for an ordinary Sarkaz mercenary. Wasn't it too much to ask?

But the reasons given by Tracy are very "convincing":

"Hedley, you have been in the Military Committee for a while. You have no background, but you have strength and a sharp mind. Most importantly, you have never exposed yourself. I will not pursue your problems during the civil war. Now, the committee has an opportunity for you to make merit. It is time to prove your loyalty to the committee. Go to Kjerag and be an eye."

Shit on you, Tracy!

Hedley was a man of his time, so how could he not hear the threat in Tracy's words?

During the civil war in Kazdel, the Sarkaz split into two factions. One supported General Tracys, who was also the chairman of the Military Committee, and the other supported Her Highness Theresa, the legitimate Demon Lord. Most of the Sarkaz mercenaries who made a living from war joined Tracys' camp.

Except for his squad.

There were many reasons for this, including Theresa's personal charm, Babel's initiative in contacting, and Hedley's own weariness of war, which all contributed to this result. Their team also became a particularly eye-catching force on the battlefield of Kazdel at that time.

This is just a matter of stance and there is nothing wrong with it.

But who told Her Highness Theresa to make a mistake that everyone would make?

She is dead.

There was a civil strife in the Tower of Babel, the Doctor killed Theresa, and one side of the civil war was the first to disintegrate from within. The Rhodes Island, the landship that served as the headquarters of the Demon King's faction, had to pay a huge price and hastily fled from Kazdel.

Now, Hedley's mercenary team was in an awkward situation.

Relying on the supporters and the power of the royal court, Tracys quickly unified the entire territory of Kazdel - in fact, it was just a city in ruins. After he officially took office as regent, the first thing he did was to settle accounts.

Appeasement? There is no such thing. The Sarkaz don't buy it. Tracys doesn't like it either. In his opinion, his victory is the best evidence that the Sarkaz "fear power but not virtue".

Unfortunately, Theresa and the commander he trusted failed to realize this. It was not until the end of the war that Theresa finally began to adopt tactics similar to those of Theresis.

For those who originally did not agree with Theresis and turned to Theresia, this change became a betrayal, making people feel fear and suspicion.