Chapter 605: Encounter with Medici
The wave of the times, this is the rhetoric that Adam always likes to talk about.
Now a new wave of the times has emerged, a wave of the times that deviates from what Adam expected.
The reason is that this is the subsequent impact of Adam killing the Eternal Sun.
Originally, this may not be a big deal, but sometimes a small protruding reef may also give birth to a new wave.
The wave of the times set off by Adam, and then deviated from the wave of the times he expected.
It's like a boomerang, thrown out, and it will always come back in the end.
Unfortunately, Adam should not understand the boomerang theory, nor will he understand that the person who created the wave of the times will eventually be affected by the wave of the times.
Above the Hall of Stars, Hastur calmly watched the development of everything.
The current situation is generally good for him. It depends on what Adam and the Goddess of Night will do next.
If they do nothing, the Kingdom of Feynapot will be flattened in a year or two, the faith of the Mother Goddess of the Earth will collapse, and his anchor will no longer be stable.
Once the Fallen Mother Goddess and the Mother Tree of Desire exert their strength, his end will only be fall.
The border between Feynaport Kingdom and Disi County of Loen Kingdom is supported by Disi County. The battlefield here is not as fierce as other places.
But the atmosphere of war has gradually shifted in this direction.
In a hub city for transporting materials, in order to supply the battlefield in front, a large number of food materials have been collected here.
Some unscrupulous merchants raised the price of food step by step. The kingdom was busy with the war and did not intervene in these small matters.
"Food is gold. Look at this warehouse full of food, which is enough to exchange for the gold pounds of a big house."
"Hush, keep your voice down. If those refugees know that there is a large amount of food stored here, they will definitely come here to rob."
"Yes, we still guard this place. At least our family can have enough food to survive this cold winter with our current job."
A large barn located in the suburbs of the northern district claimed that all the food had been sold out. At this moment, several guards on duty were chatting.
The later it gets, the more attention needs to be paid to security work. There are always some refugees who are unwilling to give up and come to the ground to pick up corn kernels that may have been left on the ground.
When the night is completely shrouded, the temperature gradually drops, and white snowflakes spread again.
In the dark environment, there are only two or three oil lamps to illuminate.
At this moment, a white light slowly approaches the fluttering snowflakes.
"Is that a person?"
"A person who seems to be made up of pure light?"
"That's not a person, that's the messenger who often appears late at night to lead the light!"
"I've seen similar reports in the newspaper, saying that His appearance always brings hope and light."
"He is walking towards us. Are we lucky enough to be blessed tonight?"
When several guards were discussing excitedly, they suddenly heard a noisy sound of footsteps behind the silent light and shadow, which seemed so messy in the snowy night.
They couldn't help but frown and hold up the not-so-bright oil lamp to see clearly.
"No, my God, there is a group of homeless refugees following behind Him!"
"They are coming in this direction, quickly, turn off all the lights, don't point them in the direction!"
After a panic, they turned off all the lights in front of the barn door, but the light and shadow still walked towards where they were firmly.
When the light and shadow appeared in front of them, the smiling expression seemed to see through all their embarrassing actions and hearts one by one.
Before they had time to speak, the light and shadow dissipated in front of them, and then, dozens of hungry refugees followed the direction of the light and shadow, broke through the obstruction, entered the barn, and began to rob the food stored here.
The guards who wanted to resist reluctantly saw that there were too many refugees, and finally joined the action of robbing food.
On the city streets not far from here, the street lights were concentrated in the only prosperous area, and other places were dark, without any light or shadow.
Hastur was sitting outside the window of a café on the street. Opposite him sat a familiar figure, the evil spirit Medici who had escaped from the underground ruins of Backlund.
At this moment, he seemed to have gotten rid of the entanglement of Soran and Einhorn, and completely dominated his consciousness.
Hastur was not surprised to meet Medici here.
Since the battle of Feynaport began, he would appear in various places as the incarnation of light almost every night, leaving behind legends that guided light and hope.
It was too late to meet the red priest who represented the war until now.
I think Medici came to the Feynaport Kingdom recently. He didn't come before to prevent the war here from escalating?
Hastur saw a lot of things in an instant.
"Should I call you the messenger of light or the stars?" Medici was the first to speak and break the silence.
"Do you mind these two titles?"
"Yes." Medici nodded sincerely, "If your current identity is the stars, then we are enemies. If you are the messenger of light who spreads light and hope, then this is our first meeting."
"Your faith in the ancient sun god is as firm as ever."
Hasta has no intention of taking action tonight. He has no ill feelings toward Medici, and there is no obvious conflict of interest.
Unlike Ourolius, who possesses the extraordinary characteristics that Will needs.
On the two extraordinary paths of witch and red priest, Hastur has only Azshara as a kitten around him, and it is still far from the level of Medici.
Medici leaned back slightly and said with a smile: "I don't like to believe in a second existence, otherwise I might really choose to believe in the stars."
"It's a pity that your sincere admiration has not been exchanged for a reward of equal value."
"Faith comes from one's own heart and is not mixed with other people's selfish desires. Faith with a utilitarian heart is too dirty." Medici folded his hands behind his head, looking at ease and leisurely, almost Those legs were on the table.
"I once made a deal with Adam, but he has not fulfilled it until today." Hastur glanced at Medici and said: "You have a Sequence 1 Extraordinary characteristic that belongs to me. This is what he got in exchange for 008." One of the costs.”
"Hahaha, I already knew that you bastard Medici would be abandoned!"
A face appeared on the left side of Medici's face, and then the flesh and blood on the right side of his face squirmed to reveal another face, "Do you think that by suppressing the consciousness of the two of us, you can regain your former majesty as the Red Angel? In the end, you are still the same It’s just an abandoned piece! It will only end up like that stupid snake of Ourolyus!”
"No, your fate will be worse than that stupid snake!"
"Yes, Ourolius has been faithfully following the true Creator for so many years, and you have already been abandoned once."
"It's not a big deal to be abandoned again. Just die with your devout beliefs."
"Neither Adam nor the True Creator is a good thing, and the same is true for the ancient Sun God. No wonder the three angel kings chose to betray."
Facing the cynicism of Sauron and Einhorn, Medici had a bright smile on his face and said proudly: "It's a pity that you no longer have any sense of existence except for your mouth."
"Don't worry, we will witness the day when you are abandoned like a lost dog!"
"Wait slowly." Medici was not angry because of this. He lazily raised his right hand and pressed Sauron's face on his right cheek. "Before doing this, you must first taste what despair is. Bar."
Then He raised his left hand and pressed Einhorn's face, who was about to shout harsh words, "Now, don't disturb my conversation with this Messenger of Light."
"I'm going to make you laugh. They are really not quiet, they are always noisy." Medici still had a smile on his face, and it seemed that his mood was not affected.
Hasta said with a smile: "They still care too much about their aristocratic status. There is really nothing new in their curse words. At the worst, they should be scolded and treated like dogs. It is rare for them to be treated like dogs. What do you think?"
This time, the expression on Medici's face softened, as if he had been stabbed in a vital point, and his eyes were as cold as the twelfth lunar month of winter.
"Based on what I know about Adam, he will definitely complete the deal with me and personally deliver a copy of the Conqueror's Extraordinary Characteristics to me. He doesn't dare to wait too long because I am catching up."
Seeing that Medici was silent, Hasta glanced at the street and whispered: "Your arrival means the escalation of the war. Are you preparing to see off the Earth Mother Goddess?"