Chapter 144 When 008 starts to modify the script
"Dear Mr. Azik, I recently learned a very terrible news about the offspring of the evil god."
"Do you still remember the Lanevus fraud case that made a lot of noise some time ago?
That Lanevus should be a crazy believer of the evil god. In the process of fraud, he deceived a girl named Megosa and made her pregnant."
"Yes, this originally seemed to be a very ordinary thing, but I have a hunch that Lanevus might use the child in Megosa's belly to hold the evil god's descent ceremony!"
"I have very little knowledge about the offspring of the evil god, so I would like to ask Mr. Azik if there is any way to verify the truth of my conjecture and how to solve this problem."
"This matter is very important. I hope Mr. Azik can reply as soon as possible, your student Klein."
Klein wrote the letter and read it twice again. After confirming that there were no omissions, he blew the copper whistle, summoned Mr. Azik's messenger, and sent the letter out.
"Besides asking Mr. Azik, what else do I need to do?"
"Well, remind the captain, and at the same time let the members of the Nighthawks team pay attention to safety to avoid any accidents."
"I should also pay extra attention to my own safety... By the way, this matter could not be manipulated by Ince Zangwill and 008 behind the scenes, right?"
When Klein thought of this, his face changed drastically, and he could not sit still immediately.
If this was really arranged by 008, then his situation is no longer just ordinary danger!
It is extremely dangerous!
No!
I can't stay at home. I have to live in the company for the next period of time to prevent any accidents.
Klein hurriedly wrote a small note and told Melissa and Benson that he had to work overtime at night to decipher a batch of ancient documents recently and could not go home for a short time.
He wrote the small note, took it to the hall, and covered it with a cup of water to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.
After doing all this, Klein left home and called a carriage to rush to the Blackthorn Security Company.
…
A river flows from the depths of the forest, passing by the door of a cabin.
The cabin has two rooms and a living room, one room is a bedroom, and the other is a study.
At this moment in the study, the dim light of the setting sun comes from the window through the gaps between the leaves, flows over the window, and sprinkles on an ordinary diary.
The windless pen begins to write another story.
"The magical Klein, Klein who can't die, he doesn't know how he learned about the relationship between Lanevus and Megose. Yes, he has noticed that Megose may be pregnant with the offspring of the evil god."
"This is not in line with common sense, this is not logical, this is not something Klein can know, but he knows it, and he also revealed it to Mr. Azik."
"It's miserable, failed, Ince Zangwill, who was deliberately trying to get a promotion for himself, once again exposed one of his trump cards. When the existence of the offspring of the evil god is discovered, the destruction it can bring is very limited, and it can't even be called destruction. After all, it has just been born and conscious for a short time."
"Poor Ince Zangwill, his current situation is like an old dog running around in panic. Even his current habitat seems so shabby. He even has to go to the forest to hunt and live, and occasionally eat wild vegetables."
"Oh, he is a Sequence 5 gatekeeper, a powerful Beyonder. He had a stomachache last night because the roasted meat was not cooked thoroughly. Poor Ince Zangwill, what caused you to fall into this situation?"
"It turned out to be because of your stupidity!"
When the story came to this point, a pale hand reached out, grasped the magical pen, and looked down at the new story in the diary. For the first time, Ince Zangwill showed an incredible expression.
His existence with 008 was discovered, and there were still traces to follow, but the child between Lanevus and Megose not only had the power of the real creator as a cover, but also 008 provided a certain degree of interference.
Not to mention a small fortune teller, even a demigod who is good at fortune telling could not detect that the child of the evil god was in Megose's belly in such a short time.
Even 008 called this matter unreasonable and illogical.
It was that little fortune teller named Klein again. What kind of identity did he have to be able to spy on the secrets that should not have been discovered by him step by step!
Could it be... he is the one who is favored by the night?
Ince Zangwill felt panic in his heart. This is the most likely guess to explain all this.
Klein was able to see through his arrangements again and again, and he could also drive that Azik. He must have been guided by a mysterious existence.
And the existence that provided him with such guidance and secrets could only be the night!
At this time, the pen that was held wrote another paragraph.
"Ince Zangwill combined his own pitiful experience and guessed that Klein was the one who was favored by the night. Well, this is a very interesting and normal guess. According to what happened recently, this is very reasonable and logical."
Ince Zangwill also saw this paragraph, which made him feel a little more desperate.
If the night really gave Klein guidance, then it proved that His eyes were fixed here, and all of his dirty deeds had already fallen into His eyes.
He is using his follower Klein to target him, to deal with his defected archbishop.
Ince Zangwill fell into deep silence. He thought the gods had never looked at him, but he didn't expect that the gods' eyes had never left him.
But he betrayed the gift of the night and dedicated himself to the devil.
Ince Zangwill's face turned pale, and he bent down. He subconsciously wanted to tap his chest four times to draw the shape of the crimson moon, but he woke up in time, grabbed his fingers tightly, and broke them abruptly!
The severe pain made Ince Zangwill lie on the ground in pain, and at the same time he regained consciousness and dared not think about the gods anymore.
Another paragraph appeared on the notebook: "The weak-willed Ince Zangwill was frightened by the news and almost lost his mind and fell into eternal madness. Fortunately, he broke his fingers in time to regain his consciousness. It's really curious, how painful it is to break your own fingers?"
Ince Zangwill, who was lying on the ground and panting rapidly, took a long time to gradually recover. He looked at his two twisted fingers, was silent for a while, and endured the severe pain again to straighten the two fingers back.
He sat on the ground with a pale face and cold sweat flowing down his temples. The dim sunlight spreading from the window was far away at this moment.
The four fields began to fall into silence, and the home court of the night was about to come.
Ince Zangwill closed his eyes and rested for more than half an hour before he adjusted himself again.
Standing up from the ground, he came to the notebook on the desk, turned over the pages one by one, reached out to hold 008, and began to write on the blank paper.
"Laneverus, who has not been arrested yet, is unwilling to see his carefully prepared gift destroyed. He decides to go and take Megose away overnight and hide in a corner of Tingen where no one can see him."
"Tonight, all the believers of the True Creator... have lost their minds and went to various towns in Tingen, and even to densely populated areas in Tingen, to hold large-scale sacrifices and terrorist attacks."
"The large-scale turmoil has diverted all the attention of the Tingen Night Watchers, so that they can no longer focus on Laneverus and Megose, which buys them more time to hide."
"Klein, because the food he ate tonight was not clean, he accidentally got a stomachache and was exhausted. He needs to rest in bed for a few days, so he can no longer concentrate on Ince Zangwill and 008."
"This story is true and reasonable, and it is also logical!"
As Ince Zangwill put down the last stroke, the ordinary diary began to exert its ability to influence reality.
At this time, the light on 008 dimmed a little. It was obvious that arranging so many stories at once would consume a lot of its strength.
"Why are you so cooperative with me this time?"
Ince Zangwill looked at the feather pen in his hand in surprise.
In the stories and scripts he wrote in the past, 008 never took the initiative to help, but deliberately added some trouble to him.
Except for the last time when he was chased by Mr. Azik, 008 took the initiative to exert the ability of the level 0 seal to help himself out of danger.
"Because I can't stand your stupidity anymore. According to this script, your best result is death, and I will return to the sealed state."
A line of words appeared on the notebook, telling Ince Zangwill the answer to the question he wanted to know.
"Heh, you can't influence Klein either? The scripts that were arranged against him several times failed to achieve the desired effect."
"A mysterious aura shrouds him, and you can't get a glimpse of things at this level."
"Really can't kill him?"
"Yes, you can go and kill him in person now."
"What's the price?"
"Death."
"..."
Ince Zangwill fell silent. He wouldn't trade his life for Klein's. He was just a small fortune teller.
If it weren't for the gift of the night, if it weren't...
I can't think anymore!
Ince Zangwill forced himself to calm down and looked at 008 and said, "Why are you talking so much tonight?"
"Because I want to know who is secretly modifying the script I wrote."
"Isn't it the night that provides Klein with secret shelter?"
No new content appeared in the notebook, leaving only Ince Zangwill confused.