Byrne actually reacted when the other party pulled out the gun.
He forced himself to suppress his instinct and didn't dodge.
Sheriff Renzo of Finn City is the backbone of the Lion Family and a transformed middle-level knight transcendent. The possibility of him defeating the opponent at close range is basically zero.
Byrne made a judgment in an instant that if he dodged casually, it might provoke the opponent's next attack, so not resisting was the correct choice.
Sheriff Renzo was slightly stunned. The young man in front of him was calmer and more composed than he had imagined. He was not panicking or shouting as he had expected.
"I'm not a murderer."
Sheriff Renzo was actually not sure whether Byrne from the Fisher family was the murderer.
He was just threatening the other party first, and as long as he waited until Byrne was at a loss, he could easily ask a lot of questions.
But Sheriff Renzo now felt uncertain again as he looked into the young man's calm eyes.
"First, tell me why you are here."
Byrne looked around and could not sense the murderer nearby, so he explained very calmly:
"The housekeeper can testify for me that I just went upstairs a minute ago and you arrived right after that. I also made an appointment with Mr. Jin in advance and I didn't just barge in."
He paused, shook his head and said:
"If I really wanted to kill him, it would be ridiculous to leave so many traces. Anyone would be able to track me down immediately."
"Moreover, Mr. Jin and I are close business partners. Our business has always been doing well, and there is no conflict. I have no motive at all."
After saying this, Byrne stared into the other person's eyes and slowly smiled:
"Put the gun down, Mr. Sheriff Renzo."
Sheriff Renzo calmly put down his gun. Even if the murderer was really Byrne, he was fully confident in how to deal with it. It didn't matter whether he used a gun or not.
"Thanks."
Byrne hid his dissatisfaction, walked forward as calmly as possible, slowly turned around and quickly observed everything in the room.
"Deep memory" plays a role.
When staring at the blood next to the bullet hole, he still felt dizzy because he was born with a fear of blood, but he would not fall down easily.
He knew very well that he was no longer the boy who could rely on his father, and that adults did not have the right to "fall down" at will.
With his poor fighting ability, little life experience, and psychological defects, he is inferior to his father Lucius in every aspect.
He is well aware of these things.
So whenever Byrne was alone in bed with no one around, he would often recall the blood in his deep memory, and think of the death and despair represented by the disgusting smell.
By enduring pain again and again, Byrne gradually tries to overcome the most fatal flaw in his heart.
It seemed to be effective at the moment. He took a deep breath, cleared the dizziness in his mind, and thoroughly wrote down everything he observed.
The broken mirror on the ground was most likely the source of the "crackling" sound. There was still gunpowder smoke coming from the muzzle of the alchemical flintlock, which obviously had just been used for a short time. Then there was the bottle of wine on the desk and the two glasses of red wine, but I didn't know who the second glass of red wine was poured for.
Byrne felt that the wine was not poured for him, because Mr. Jin knew that he hardly drank, so it was impossible for a sophisticated person to forget this matter.
Sheriff Renzo squatted beside Mr. Jin's fat and huge body. He looked serious but did not touch him casually. He said to the butler and Byrne without turning his head,
"Mr. Byrne, you must stay here. Butler Boltz, go find my brother and call Viscount Best. Don't tell anyone yet, and don't let anyone in the villa come to the study. Do you understand?"
"Okay! Gentlemen, of course I understand. I'll go find the Viscount right away!"
The butler nodded repeatedly and was about to leave when the sheriff suddenly turned around and stared at him coldly.
"No matter what the reason, if you leak what happened here first, I will regard you as an accomplice of the murderer."
The butler was so frightened that his face turned pale and he trotted away in panic.
Byrne could see that Sheriff Renzo Leon, the third son of the Lion family, was extremely proficient in the trick of "intimidation".
Only Byrne and Sheriff Renzo were left in the room. Because of the awkwardness just now, they did not speak for a long time.
Byrne was not a man who would get angry, so he took the initiative to talk to Sheriff Renzo:
"I think the person who killed Mr. Jin must be an acquaintance, because there were two glasses of red wine on the desk, and I am not a drinker, so the second glass of red wine would not have been poured for me by Mr. Jin."
Renzo glanced at the young man, nodded calmly and said, "That makes sense."
The atmosphere eased a little, and the two didn't say anything more. They waited until the sky gradually darkened, and finally heard footsteps going up to the second floor.
The door of the study was opened from the outside and three people came in soon.
They were Mr. Jin's butler, Viscount Best, and a middle-aged woman whom Byrne didn't know at all.
Viscount Best was a little short, of medium build, with gray hair neatly combed, wearing a black tuxedo and a black hat.
His eyes, which were always narrowed, revealed a cunning and sharp look like a fox hunting.
People call him "the fox leading a group of lions". Viscount Best has always impressed people with his cunning and scheming image.
"Renzo, Byrne, here I come, ah."
Best sighed and squatted beside Mr. Jin, stretched out his hand to close his eyes, then looked up at the middle-aged woman who followed him.
"This is Ms. Lingfeng, an independent extraordinary person whom I have known for many years. She is a necromancy-type spellcaster who has reached the second level. She can help us find the truth."
Byrne looked at the so-called "Ms. Lingfeng" and knew that she was using a fake name.
"Hello, Ms. Lingfeng, I am Bayne Fisher."
"Hello."
She responded coldly, with a look of social aloofness in her eyes.
Independent extraordinary people refer to those extraordinary people who do not belong to any organization or force and have no family affiliation.
They act even more unscrupulously, and are often only a thin line away from illegal supernatural beings and cultists.
"Ms. Lingfeng" was wearing a dark purple robe. Her hair was still thick and black, but there were a few white hairs occasionally. Her ears were hung with moon-shaped earrings that kept shining.
Her face has a unique charm that comes from the passage of time, and her skin is slightly loose but still smooth and delicate.
Prophecy spellcasters are relatively rare, and using necromancy spells to investigate someone's cause of death is very common. However, all major churches believe that it is a very bad thing to defile a corpse at will.
There is almost no research on soul power in the world of Krad, but the necromancy-type spellcasting talent still exists, which is the most difficult type of cultivation inheritance to find among the eight types.
Ms. Lingfeng did not say anything, but silently closed her eyes and used her mind to mobilize the magical power in the air around her.
A faint green light gradually emerged from the corpse.
Viscount Best quickly stood up and came to his brother, Sheriff Renzo, and said slowly:
"So what happened, Renzo? Well, did my good brother-in-law eat too much and finally couldn't stand his fat body anymore, so he shot himself? Bang! Just like that!"
Sheriff Renzo looked at his smiling brother, Viscount Best, in an unreasonable manner, and said with dissatisfaction:
"How can you still joke in your current situation? Are you completely crazy?"
Deep down, Byrne also felt that Viscount Best was a person who was "too humorous and lacked dignity" both in public and in private. Even the people of the Eagle Family contemptuously called him "the clown viscount who raises lions in the circus."
If the enemies of the Lion Family were not always killed in the stinking ditch, or if some people occasionally suddenly cried and apologized publicly to Viscount Best, everyone would probably really regard this fifty-year-old master of Fein City as a so-called "clown".
"Ouch!"
Suddenly, a deep green light appeared in Mr. Jin's eyes and mouth. His heavy body gradually floated up from the ground, making strange noises.
The corpse yelled hoarsely, "Help! Help! Byrne, help me!"
The voice was so cold and terrifying that Byrne could even feel the thoughts of the deceased eroding his spirit, and he felt an extremely strong discomfort deep in his heart.
After the corpse finished speaking, Viscount Best and Sheriff Renzo both looked at the horrified Byrne.
Viscount Best shrugged and said with a smile: "Byrne, what you just said is good news. At least half of your suspicion has been removed."
"If he yells, 'Ahhhh, Byrne, give me back my money,' that would be terrible, because Mr. King's money is my money!"
The Viscount was still very humorous. Sheriff Renzo frowned and became more and more disgusted with his brother. Only Byrne couldn't laugh at all.
Ms. Lingfeng took a deep breath and manipulated the undead magic that was wandering around. Those mysterious powers that could awaken the dead caused Mr. Jin's corpse to speak.
She asked calmly, "Who killed you?"
"Yes, yes… ah…"
The dark green energy on the corpse was surging and boiling. It seemed to be filled with extreme hatred and fear. The hoarse voice made Byrne feel weird from the bottom of his heart. It was the first time he saw a dead person speak.
"It's not a person, it's me!"
Mr. Jin's answer stunned and confused everyone present.
It's not a person, it's me?
Byrne fell into deep thought. What on earth did the corpse's answer mean? He always felt that the two words were not coherent. The corpse's answer must have a hidden meaning.
The dark green energy gradually dissipated, the corpse fell to the ground and everything returned to normal. The depressing atmosphere in the air finally disappeared, and everyone felt a lot more relaxed in an instant.
Viscount Best snorted and sneered,
"It seems that my huge brother-in-law has completely returned to the arms of the Lord of Redemption. So, what do you think about his words that the so-called murderer is 'not a human, but me', Ms. Lingfeng?"
Sheriff Renzo couldn't help but roll his eyes, not seeing the point of his brother laughing at the dead man.
This was not the first time that Ms. Lingfeng had used the "dead inquiry technique" to manipulate corpses to speak. She was well-informed and nodded as she explained,
"The meaning of the two words is this: the one who first killed him was not a human, but a subhuman, an alien, or a mysterious creature or even a mysterious existence."
Byrne and the other two nodded in agreement. They had just thought of this.
Ms. Lingfeng paused for a moment and continued, "As for the 'it was me' that was mentioned later, I feel a little confused. If it was said that he was manipulated into committing suicide, perhaps there is such a possibility in the answer."
Byrne pondered the mysterious knowledge he had read in some books, and suddenly said,
"I think there is another possibility, that is, the inhuman murderer actually turned into Mr. Jin's appearance, so he felt extremely confused at the moment before his death."
He remembered that there were indeed some mysterious creatures and entities that would transform into the appearance of their targets and then start killing.
Best nodded, looked at Byrne for the first time, and said with a smile:
"I see. That's a very reasonable conclusion. I've heard from the housekeeper that you were the first person to discover the body. Why don't you tell me more about the situation and your 'date for two' with Jin."
Byrne recounted everything he saw from his perspective from beginning to end. His logic and articulation were extremely clear, and his response was calm.
Viscount Best smiled with appreciation.
"I've heard Jin talk about you before. You are indeed an outstanding person."
After he finished speaking, he walked over and patted Byrne on the shoulder, then said from a close distance:
"I have an innate ability, which is to see a person's true character in a short period of time, and you are a person who values friendship and loyalty."
"I believe Jin's death has nothing to do with you. It's none of your business for now, Byrne. But you must be careful with your family when you return."
Byrne's heart sank. He took a deep breath and asked respectfully, "My Lord Viscount, what is going on?"
Best continued, "Of course I have experienced such things in my decades of career. They are assassinations against enemy forces. Someone is targeting us."
"The assassination attempt against us may not just happen once, but will form a terrible vortex, constantly dragging those on the verge of drowning into it, and in the end, only a large number of corpses will be left."
He leaned over and whispered calmly in Byrne's ear,
"Kim is undoubtedly my cash cow, and the Fisher family is my 'cash branch'. In short, be careful. I don't want to see my business partners die one by one."
It turned out to be an assassination attempt against the Lion Family!
Byrne just felt extremely nervous. To some extent, he felt that those invisible enemies hiding in the dark were even more dangerous and terrifying than the attack of the Rheans a few years ago.
"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your reminder, Lord Viscount."
Viscount Best's expression suddenly became serious and he held Byrne's hand tightly for a few seconds.
"Don't tell anyone about this, Byrne. You are a person with great potential. Take care."
Chapter 50 Her Good Wishes
Byrne endured the strong uneasiness and went to visit his wife's family at the Hoffman family.
A few days later, they returned to Nasir in a carriage, still on high alert.
Mr. King's death was not announced in the circle until after Byrne left. The cause of death was an acute illness caused by excessive obesity, and almost no one knew about the murder.
After thinking about it on the way, Byrne quickly understood why Viscount Best wanted to conceal the cause of Mr. Jin's death. It was because he did not want to make the allies who supported the Lion Family feel too uneasy.
Once again, he felt the consequences of being weak in a cruel world.
"Mr. Jin's status, vision, and wisdom are all above mine, but he was killed casually by a mysterious force because he is, after all, just an ordinary person."
"In this terrifying world full of extraordinary people, all ordinary people are just grass. No matter how well they do, they can only serve as nutrients!"
Without sufficiently powerful supernatural powers, all power and status are just smoke that can dissipate at any time.
Family and personal strength are the foundation of everything.
The ten pillar families, they were able to stand above all forces and occupy most of the resources and inheritance, land and wealth in the east of the continent, relying on the powerful strength cultivated by the family!
Byrne suddenly understood in his heart that the Fisher family had never walked out of that dark jungle.
All the short-lived beauty you have may vanish at any time.
However, sooner or later they will become "monsters" in the dark jungle.
Because the Fisher family has tremendous advantages that cannot be matched by any forces or organizations in the world.
Sooner or later, they will be able to create a powerful army of extraordinary people!
It's raining.
The sound of rain hitting the ground echoed in the air, bringing a desolate and cold beauty, and the carriage moved heavily over the puddles, splashing water droplets everywhere.
The carriage returned to Nasir in the pouring rain. When he saw the Fisher family's house, he thought of going back to see Margaret and Darren first.
But when he arrived home, Byrne could not find any trace of Margaret and his son Darren.
He heard from the servant that the two of them had just gone out, and a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart!
Byrne hurriedly found the servant to ask where Margaret and Darren had gone. It was not easy for him to find out that the two had gone to the home of the Isaac Knight family in the town.
It seemed that he was going to attend a tea party hosted by a female member of that family.
"tea party?"
Something was very wrong, and everything was making him feel even more uneasy. Byrne had no idea what kind of tea party had to be held on such a rainy day!
Although he thought rationally that with the protection of the great Lord of the Lost, the probability of his wife and children being targeted by the Eagle Family for assassination or kidnapping was low, he still went out in panic.
Byrne braved the heavy rain and came to the vicinity of the Isaac Knight family's residence. His glasses and clothes were completely wet.
The rain was pouring down, and misty water vapor enveloped the house, pouring down and connecting the sky and the earth together.
Before he could take a step inside, he saw some women and children walking out of the house with umbrellas. Everyone was talking and laughing, looking very happy. Among them were Margaret and her son Darren.
Standing in the heavy rain, Byrne finally breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing happened to them!
Margaret walked over quickly, holding her son's hand. The smile on her face turned into surprise. She quickly pulled Byrne into the umbrella and said,
"Byrne, why are you here? You came back two days earlier than you said."
Darren also looked up at his father with his big curious eyes.
Byrne wanted to hug his wife, but he didn't want to get her clothes wet, so he forced himself to hold back.
He took a deep breath and explained, "Nothing, I just ran into something and came back early."
Margaret looked at her husband quietly for a long time, then nodded.
"Well, I'm glad you're okay. I won't ask any more questions about what you did."
However, Byrne wanted to ask why she came to the tea party on a rainy day.
When the three of them returned home together, he was finally changing his clothes. He could no longer suppress the doubts in his heart and asked as gently as possible:
"Margaret, why did you go to the tea party in this weather? What were you doing?"
Margaret replied casually:
"Oh, during the few days you were away, Mrs. Isaac told me a lot about the Moon Lady's beliefs. They were all about people with ability should help the weak, women, and children. I also think it makes sense."
"Lady Moon is indeed the most kind and considerate deity to the weak. We can't help but want to worship her and be grateful to her."
"What did you just say?"
Byrne was stunned immediately, his eyes filled with great astonishment and disbelief.
He swallowed subconsciously and glanced at the back of his son's hand, which had a red mark on it but had long been hidden by potion.
Margaret paused, then continued with a smile:
"Don't you believe in the Lord of Redemption? He has a pretty good relationship with Lady Moon, and Irene loves children so much, so she probably won't have any objections."
She looked at the silent Byrne and said puzzledly:
"Byrne, what's wrong with you? I felt that the look in your eyes just now was a little scary."
Byrne lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, so long that Margaret gradually felt uneasy. Then she heard him say in a very deep voice:
"I won't care about you, Margaret, but Darren can't go anymore. As the future head of the Fisher family, he must believe in the 'Lord of Redemption' together with Irene and me."
Since Margaret married Byrne, she had never heard the gentle Byrne speak in such a strong and unquestionable tone. She frowned for a long time before nodding.
"Okay, I see. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this beforehand."
"It's just that in the Syat people's laws and culture, believing in any orthodox church is allowed freedom. I think as long as you don't believe in a heretical evil god, there should be no need to tell you in advance. I just think it's simple."
She paused and continued,
"I'm sorry, but I can promise you with my life that I will never let Darren come into contact with those evil heretics. He will only grow up freely and happily in the arms of the righteous God. That is my only wish."
Margaret suddenly saw Byrne lower his head with a bitter smile, he seemed to want to say something but stopped, then he hugged her tightly with red eyes.
"It's okay, Byrne. What happened to you? Why don't you tell me what happened in Finn City?"
She comforted her thin but powerful husband and said slowly,
"Don't worry, nothing will happen here. The great righteous gods have supreme power and will protect us from foreign enemies and evil cultists."
The man nodded slowly and said calmly:
"Well, I also believe in the power of God, Margaret... I love you."
It's just that there are some dark secrets hidden in the deepest part of my heart that you will never know in this life.
Chapter 51 Breakthrough!
Over the next three months, Viscount Bester's predictions were correct, and a series of actions were launched against the supporters of the Lion Family.
After Mr. Jin's death, two more murders occurred in Fein City, and both of them died in public. They happened to be supporters of the Lion Family.
The news that the Lion Family was being ruthlessly targeted by the Eagle Family spread like wildfire, and everyone expected Best Lion, the "fox leading the lions", to stand up and do something.
However, he did nothing but lived his life as usual, as if the series of "accidental" murders had nothing to do with the Lion family.
As for Mr. Jin's position, it was taken over by the former butler of the Lion Family. The old man was also the former teacher of Viscount Best and Mr. Jin, and was an extremely wise and respectable gentleman.
Byrne was completely relieved. The three dead were all people of high status. Nasir's Fisher family was only a marginal supporter and was probably not qualified to be targeted by the Eagle family.
A good news.
He finally completely digested the second-level "Pharmacist" sequence power.
Next, Byrne can start preparing for promotion to the third step. However, starting from the third step, the conditions for upgrading to the Godly Steps become more cumbersome and complicated.
Advancing to the third level required not only extraordinary materials, but also the completion of a specific ritual. Irene had already received the corresponding oracle from the great Lord of the Lost, and knew clearly what ritual preparations Byrne wanted to make for the promotion.
The first thing to do is to prepare a third-level extraordinary material, and then the ritual to be completed must conform to the dual characteristics of "mystery" and "knowledge".
By the time Byrne completes the preparations for the next level, Carl will also be able to create the extraordinary laws for the next level.
Later comers on the Path of Knowledge must complete preparations based on the extraordinary materials and ritual content selected by Byrne before they can advance to the third level of the Path of Knowledge.
As for Margaret's matter, Byrne and Irene later had an in-depth discussion in the basement and decided to hide the details of the Lost Lord and Dawn from her for the rest of her life. From now on, Darren's education would be gradually taken over by Irene.
Margaret is strong-willed and opinionated but not unreasonable. Since Irene and Byrne have promised to train their son to be the future head of the Fisher family, it is necessary to compromise to let him receive the traditional education of the Fisher family.
Compared to Byrne, who has been afraid of blood since childhood, and the taciturn Chris, Darren is a very normal child, lively and curious, often running around and making noises. The only characteristic he has is that he loves sweets.
Margaret originally wanted to stop her son from eating too much because it was bad for his teeth, but Irene said that she could even treat dental diseases, so she gradually let him go.
As a result, Darren became a little fat boy at the age of four and a half, and his appearance was undoubtedly the lowest in the Fisher family.
Little chubby Darren likes everyone in his family from the bottom of his heart, especially his cousin Irene the most. It may be because after opening an orphanage, Irene has almost mastered how to treat children.
On a quiet night, in the Fisher family's pharmacy workshop, Byrne, with sweat all over his forehead, took a deep breath and kept writing with the quill in his hand, completely recording his final guess.
"Almost there. Although I haven't really put it into practice yet, if I want to influence the extraordinary people through the blood of the Fisher family, I'm afraid this is the only way."
Enter the spirit world at the time of ashes, pass through the Gate of Shadows, and take a special potion made from a mixture of the flower of immortality, the bark of the drupe tree, and the blood of the Fischer family, cooled to freezing point, to complete the entire ritual process.
Even if this person is a transcendent, he can be affected by the blood after the ritual. However, in theory, it should only be effective for transcendents at the "origin" level or the first or second stages.
"Everything is still just a theoretical speculation. Without any practice, we still cannot be sure."
He closed his eyes and thought, first he had to bring a trustworthy person to the spirit world, then help that person complete the entire ritual, and finally give the other person the potion to obtain the sequence power.
The first person to conduct the experiment must be a trustworthy person. Byrne got up and went to the basement to find Irene, intending to discuss it with her in detail.
In the basement, Irene, whose hair had been dyed black again, knelt on the ground, clasped her hands together and prayed silently.
"Great Lord of the Lost, please grant the Fisher family salvation and peace. We have always regarded you as the most perfect dawn in the world..."
She would pray to a transparent bottle in the basement every night, and spent the rest of her time teaching the children in the orphanage. She would also stay at another Dawn Orphanage in Finn City for a week almost every month.
"What's wrong, Byrne?"
Irene, who was kneeling in front of the holy relic, stopped praying, slowly opened her eyes, and calmly turned her head to look at the young man.
Byrne took a deep breath, his eyes revealing an unconcealable sense of accomplishment, and he said excitedly:
"I have basically determined how to make the Fisher family's blood have an effect on extraordinary people."
A sincere smile appeared on Irene's face, and she said lightly: "Congratulations, Byrne, you have finally taken a further step. In this way, the glory of the Lost Lord can shine on more people."
She paused and continued, "Well, this way we can finally take a new step, which is to allow members of the Dawn besides the Fisher family to have extraordinary powers."
Nowadays, the members of "Dawn" are only a handful besides the Fisher family, and the peripheral members are only the old servant who licked the blood and old lady Nada.
Out of the principle of caution, they did not have too much control over more members subordinate to Chenxi, and have not been able to develop further.
However, recent events have led to a strong sense of threat, and deep in their hearts, both of them have the same desire for more. The Fisher family is too weak and must gain more power.
Byrne pondered for a moment, then continued to talk about his thoughts and ideas:
"We need someone to test the theory I have derived over the past few years. That person needs to go to the spirit world with us, go through the entire ritual, and finally gain the power of the sequence."
He paused, his tone deepened, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.
"And he must be someone trustworthy. Even if the final ritual fails, that person will not betray the Fisher family and the Lost Lord even if he becomes a transcendent and is no longer affected by His power."
"Then the best candidate is Granny Nada."
Irene spoke almost without thinking. The old servant who dared to secretly lick the blood back then was a gambler with an excessive desire for power and superstitious ideas. He was exactly the kind of person who was difficult to fully trust.
Even though the old servant had been behaving himself for several years, she had already made the judgment deep in her heart that he could not be allowed to enter the core circle.
Granny Nada has always shown great respect for the great Lord of the Lost, and has offered dozens of gold coins as tribute over the years.
At the same time, the two most important points are that Granny Nada has several beloved sons, and at the same time, those sons have very dirty identities as bandit leaders. Even if they have not committed excessively vicious acts, they still have to endure prison sentences.
She did not dare to report the Fischer family's actions to the church easily. On the one hand, she was afraid of the Fischer family's revenge, and on the other hand, she was also afraid that her sons would be arrested by the church.
Irene looked at Byrne calmly and said, "Make all preparations. We will go to the spirit world with Granny Nada in a few days."
Developing the power of the Fisher family and increasing the number of available extraordinary people in "Dawn" was one of the goals they had decided to achieve long ago.
Her tone suddenly became a little excited, and she said:
"When we get there, the great Lord of the Lost will further demonstrate His supreme power!"
Chapter 52: Receive the Lord's Gift! (Please read on!)
Granny Nada is now very old.
She had long felt that she did not have much time left and no longer dared to pray for anything for the future. She just hoped that her sons could live a good life.
Among Grandma Nada's three sons, only the eldest son, Moore, is the most intelligent and brave. The other two sons are useless guys, and the old woman knows this deep in her heart.
She had been wondering whether to let the children join Morning Light.
The Lost Lord believed in by the Fisher family is undoubtedly a great god, but believing in a heretical god is a capital crime, and the six major orthodox churches all hate it.
It's really ridiculous. The Church of Reforging was once a heretical sect, but now the God of Reforging has become one of the so-called righteous gods. From then on, she understood that there is no essential difference between righteous gods and evil gods.
God is God, and the so-called good and evil are just concepts forcibly attributed by ordinary people.
It is now the rainy season, and the heavy rain outside has been falling continuously. The elderly grandmother Nada, led by the servants of the Fischer family, calmly came to the Fischer family in the night.
She came into the hall and saw Lady Irene with her back to her, and the servant bowed and turned away.
Granny Nada couldn't straighten her back anymore. She asked devoutly,
"Dear Ms. Irene, I'm Nada. Did you ask me to come here?"
Granny Nada originally wanted to call Irene "Priest", but Irene said it was better not to call her that in person, because the search for pagans in the eastern part of the continent has become stricter in recent years.
In particular, important believers of the Church of Redemption often gathered in the four eastern countries in increasing numbers, as if they were looking for something.
Irene did not look at Granny Nada, but a cold, calm, yet extremely seductive voice came from her.
"He said that there should be happiness and disaster in the world, so He created the joy and anger of mortals in the world."
"People are always sinking, struggling painfully in the chaos like wild animals, experiencing sorrow and joy, separation and reunion, life and death and despair."
She paused for a moment before staring straight ahead and continuing seriously.
"Only those who have been blessed by Him can be given the opportunity to transcend suffering."
Grandma Nada's eyes gradually widened, and she felt that something extraordinary was going to happen tonight.
Irene slowly turned around, her delicate face appeared extremely blurry in the shadows, and the ethereal and mysterious feeling was awe-inspiring.
She continued, her voice was soft but her words were heavy enough to be suffocating.
"Nada, are you willing to accept His gift and become someone who has the opportunity to transcend suffering?"
Granny Nada could understand what the hint was. Irene had hinted at it before. If she continued to contribute to the great Lord of the Lost, she would have the opportunity to gain extraordinary powers.
The desire that had been suppressed deep in my heart for a long time, which I had in the past but gradually forgot, to the point that I dare not even fantasize about it now that I am old, is gradually surging up.
She felt as if she had suddenly become dozens of years younger. An extremely happy smile appeared on her old, wrinkled face, and her aged body began to tremble slightly.
"I am willing! Master Priest, I am willing to make further contributions to the great Him!"
After hearing this, Irene was silent for a moment. Granny Nada immediately realized what she meant and promised, "If I can obtain a gift, I am willing to offer more worldly things, Master Priest."
After hearing this, she finally smiled.
Not long ago, Byrne took out most of the family's money to buy various things. Irene said nothing on the surface, but she was bleeding like crazy deep down in her heart.
Since Granny Nada is now to obtain extraordinary sequence power, it is naturally impossible for her to obtain the qualification for nothing, and the more funds the Fisher family has, the better.
Irene really loves money, but there is nothing she can do about it because she was really short of money when she was a child.
The time of ash is coming.
That is the zero o'clock of every day.
In the basement filled with candles, Byrne was ready to go to the spirit world.
A circle representing dreams was drawn on the ground with white chalk, and outside the circle was sprinkled with white fish scale powder as a symbol of maintaining the stability of the road. The outermost circle was seven mysterious symbols drawn with black powder, which meant the coordinates in the spiritual world to ensure that they would not go directly into too dangerous areas.
On the table not far away, three bottles of dark blue potion for entering deep sleep had been prepared.
He saw Irene going down to the basement and asked,
"I have never heard of the so-called Hour of Ashes or the name of the Lord of Ashes. Is the time confirmed to be zero hour?"
"Don't worry, Byrne. The mysterious knowledge in my mind cannot be wrong. That knowledge comes from the great Lord of the Lost."
Irene nodded. She had never told others in detail about the knowledge about the Otherworldly Gods. It was definitely not a good thing for mortals to know too much about them.
Those are great beings that exist outside the world of Krad, and even the righteous gods are extremely wary of them. There are a total of twenty-seven of them, and each of them possesses great power that is completely unimaginable and incomprehensible to mortals.
Lord of Ashes.
He is also an otherworldly God.
The source of endless disasters, the hater of the white mist, the lord of ashes who annihilates the stars, represents the most primitive chaos and distortion in the endless universe.
When the great Lord of the Lost needed the Fisher family to sacrifice their lifespans, and needed someone to carry the dangerous knowledge, Irene felt deep down that she was the only one who needed to make the sacrifice.
They just had to step over their own dead bodies to move forward.
"Now that everything is ready, I will go call Granny Nada down, and then we will get started."
Irene nodded and returned to the hall to call down Grandma Nada.
She was trembling slightly all over. It was her first time in the Fisher family's most secret basement, and her face was full of curiosity and astonishment.
Irene knelt calmly before the holy object and said, "Kneel down and remember that you must not look directly at His greatness."
The three of them knelt down in front of the transparent bottle. Granny Nada forced herself to not look directly at the holy object. She only felt that everything around her suddenly turned black and white, as if everything in the world was about to be destroyed and come to an end.
He!
Could He be right here?
Before Granny Nada, who was trembling with fear and pale face, could react, she heard Irene calmly bring out the dark blue dream potion and say:
"Drink it, and we will take you to the spirit world and perform the ceremony of passing through the Gate of Shadows."
"Nada, only after completing the ceremony, you will be qualified to receive the gift from the great Lord of Dawn, who is also the Lord of Loss."
Her words were full of temptation, mysterious and extremely fascinating. Nada took the dark blue dream potion without hesitation and drank it all in one gulp.
"I, I feel so sleepy..."
Irene and Byrne looked at each other. They both knew that this journey was extremely important and that the spirit world was full of unpredictable dangers and opportunities.
If the Fisher family wants to go further, they must continue to venture into the spirit world. For example, if they want to activate the hidden bloodline in Darren, they must hold a ceremony in the spirit world.
Irene and Byrne placed Nada's unconscious body into the magic circle, and they drank the dream potion one after another and sat down.
Next to Byrne were three bottles of refreshing potion, one of which was a special potion made from a mixture of the wusheng flower, the bark of the drupewood tree, and the blood of the Fischer family, and cooled to freezing point.
The bottle of potion was dark red in appearance, and contained some deadly, dangerous, yet extremely tempting power.
It's midnight.
Many candles were extinguished one after another, and the three people sitting in the circle fell into a deep sleep, entering another world of dreams in the darkness.