Chapter 128 Azik, the beginning of the journey to the spirit world

A night passed and the sun rose again.

Zhou Mingrui, who had been sleeping lightly for about two hours, walked down the stairs.

"Has Melissa left?" Looking at the breakfast laid out on the table, Zhou Mingrui picked up the folded white paper on the table.

There was a line of beautiful words written on the paper.

"I've prepared breakfast, but I won't be back for lunch, so you have to figure it out yourself."

"Ha." Shaking his head, Zhou Mingrui quickly tasted the breakfast made by Melissa.

Not long after, Zhou Mingrui, who had changed into a decent vest and shirt, pushed the door open and left, holding his cane.

While walking on the road, Zhou Mingrui stopped a new horse-drawn carriage.

"Sir, please insert the coin gently." The short boy, wearing a washed-out shirt, pointed his finger to Zhou Mingrui to indicate the place to insert the coin.

"How many?"

"One penny."

"Huh?" Zhou Mingrui looked at the staff who collected the money with a little confusion.

"Sir, the price of things has dropped recently. A carriage only costs a penny."

"Really?" Zhou Mingrui thought thoughtfully, and suddenly asked, "How much does it cost to go to Hoy University?"

"A penny, too."

In other words, the fare for a horse-drawn carriage was the same as that for a bus, which was uniformly quoted as one penny.

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At Hoy University, Zhou Mingrui walked skillfully along the path beside the road to the office of his mentor Azik.

After knocking on the office door a few times, Zhou Mingrui pushed the door open and entered after hearing Instructor Azik say "Come in".

Azik was sitting in the office, holding a newspaper in his hand. There were several cups of coffee on the table, indicating that he was reading.

"Mr. Azik."

"Oh, it's Klein." Azik looked at Klein carefully, and then said happily.

"The incoordination in you is gone."

"Yes." Zhou Mingrui paused, then explained the reason why he came to find Mr. Azik.

"Mr. Azik, I've encountered some things recently. Regarding coincidences, I have solved them."

"Also, I found some clues about your amnesia."

"Really?" Azik put down the newspaper and reached out to touch the inconspicuous black mole beside his ear.

“Yes, I learned about the mystical knowledge of the extraordinary world through some personal channels.”

"I have a guess about your amnesia and the phenomenon related to the Death God Sequence."

Azik noticed Zhou Mingrui's embarrassment and smiled, "It's a bad guess, right?"

"…Yes."

Klein then described a piece of history.

A story about the son of death, who was once an angel.

"... That's the story, a Death Archon..."

"Really? This is really bad news." Azik rubbed his forehead.

He, He recalled part of His past.

Azik once reincarnated again and again, dying, resurrecting, and walking on the earth, repeating this process over and over again.

Bury your own family with your own hands, bury your own body, and then... repeat the cycle once again without any memory.

"Mr. Azik, this talisman can help you stabilize your mind." Zhou Mingrui took out the specially made version of the gray fog talisman that he had prepared long ago and handed it to Azik.

Reaching out and grasping the talisman, an invisible force gradually calmed the memories that kept echoing in Azik's mind.

"Oh, thank you." After nodding his thanks, Azik looked at his own palms, his eyes gradually showing a faint golden glow.

"Klein, you shouldn't know this history." After recovering, Azik looked at Zhou Mingrui with some confusion.

An ordinary Sequence Eight Clown should not know this history.

"Hoo, Mr. Azik, something happened to me... Do you know the current situation in Tingen City?"

"...I know." Azik nodded.

As an incomplete angel, Azik was very clear about the current situation in Tingen City. The Stigmata War, the fight between Leonard and Lanevus, all of these were like holding a loud speaker and shouting in Azik's ears. It was hard for him not to know.

"I chose to get involved for some personal reasons."

"This is really bad news. Compared to my situation, Klein, you'd better leave this city."

Azik said with a serious expression: "This city is very dangerous right now. Even I may not be able to make it through unscathed."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Azik, but I have reasons why I have to get involved."

"Okay." Azik nodded.

"Do you need my help?"

"Yeah." Zhou Mingrui nodded and stated the purpose of his visit.

"In the spirit world, there is a kingdom of an ancient god, the Phoenix Ancestor. I would like to ask you to help me borrow this power."

"Phoenix...Okay." Azik nodded.

"Great." Zhou Mingrui clapped his hands and then took out a card.

The card depicts a cute Grim Reaper holding a scythe.

The Death Card is a one-time extraordinary item that Klein made by hand on Sefirah Castle.

"The passage to the spirit world." Azik took out a bone whistle from his arms and blew it.

The next second, the Death Card taken out by Zhou Mingrui opened a passage leading to the depths of the spiritual world.

After the passage was completely formed, Azik walked in front, and Zhou Mingrui followed closely behind.

In the spirit world, there is no up, down, left, or right. Time and space are in chaos and there is no order...

Looking around, relying on the protection of Mr. Azik and the gray fog, Zhou Mingrui saw many strange things. They seemed to be born in a dream, twisted, weird, and against human common sense.

The inverted towers, the humans moving backwards and forwards, and the star-like mayflies, these distorted visual feasts are like a drug addict getting high after taking drugs...

"Be careful, we are about to enter the depths of the spirit world." Azik held Zhou Mingrui's shoulders, his tone a little nervous...

While Zhou Mingrui was exploring the spiritual world, a conflict broke out in the real city of Tingen.

Last night, Leonard's attack resulted in Lanevus' "death", and a block in the Golden Indus District seemed to have been hit by a terrorist attack.

Naturally, these wealthy people, businessmen, and congressmen gathered in the city government department of Tingen like headless flies and began a heated discussion to study how to deal with this matter.

If it were ordinary people, let alone a few houses being blown up, even if hundreds or thousands of people died, what would it have to do with these upper class people?

But this time, the battle took place in the Jinwutong District.

"..." Lanevus watched these people quarreling. He felt that he was out of tune with them.

"Are you going to kill them?" This voice appeared in his heart.

The combination of the stigmata owner and the evil of the human nature of Tingen City gave Lanevus an evil side that was like a second personality, giving birth to "another self" in his spiritual world.

"What do you think?"

"Of course we should kill him." Evil-faced Lanevus gave his "suggestion" without hesitation.

"Blow up the factory and push the unemployed social workers into conflict with the factory machines. Give these people an excuse that the death of philanthropist Lanevus was due to the greed of the lower classes in Tingen City, the madness of these poor and mobsters..."

“Then, I will never be able to get rid of it, right?” Lanevus whispered in his heart with disdain.

The stigmata has given the evil-faced Lanevus a lot, but Lanevus is also growing.

If this were to happen, then [Lanevers] would only completely become [the evil face of Tingen City].

"Is not it good?"

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)