Chapter 244 Old Blue: Who is talking about "awakening"?

"Audience!" Mr. A suddenly pulled off his left pinky finger, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it:

"'God' said that there were 'audiences' participating in that ceremony! But He is willing to descend to the world! We only need to protect 'God's Container' Lanevus...

"But the three evil cults actually found the dock while we were not paying attention! Ah!!! I am guilty! I repent!" Mr. A prostrated himself on the ground, stuck out his tongue and ate back the internal organs he had coughed up before.

"Yes, I also received the 'Oracle' unexpectedly... Logically speaking, the birth of the 'Son of God' should have been confirmed long ago, and I could have taken the 'Son of God' and the pregnant 'Virgin Mary' away a few months ago..." Butis Blue had a look of grievance and confusion on his face.

The "Dark Saint" Kesma said thoughtfully:

"We don't have much contact with Tingen. Z is in charge, but he is mainly in Enmat Harbor...

"It was Z's fault! We only received the news after the 'God's Incarnation' arrived in Backlund! And he didn't even investigate whether Tingen had missed the 'Son of God'!
"Butis, go and bring Z here." Xesma said with a serious expression.

Butis Blue readily agreed, opened the Starlight Gate and stepped into the spirit world.

……

Enmat Harbor at 8pm.

Mr. "Shepherd" Z held an extraordinary gathering as scheduled. Because he didn't have to take care of the nobles and wealthy businessmen's children who came like Backlund did, the level of this gathering was quite high, and the items traded were at least mid-series.

"I'm going to issue a mission to find some people who believe in a certain secret existence," Mr. Z, who was also wearing a black robe and hiding his face under a hood, wrote a word on the blackboard and turned to the party members and said:
"The Rat God looks like a gray-haired rat holding a corn in its mouth... He is very dangerous, so if you get any clues, tell me immediately. The reward I will give you will be beyond your imagination!"

The party members were talking to each other, some were confused and some were eager to try:

"Rat God? Are there still people who believe in such a thing?" "It's not strange to believe in anything. People in the Rorsted Archipelago also believe in 'sea snakes'..." "This description is far worse than the 'Seven Gods'! Is it dangerous?" "Mr. Z, how much do you want to pay?"

"..." Mr. Z paused and said, "If the clue is true, Sequence 5 extraordinary materials or 4000 pounds."

Hiss! Everyone took a deep breath and began to re-evaluate the status of the "Rat God"...

At this time, a female voice with a slightly deep voice came out:

"Very interesting. It sounds like a primitive belief... an indigenous god from some small place? Does he have a complete name?"

Mr. Z glanced at her and recognized her identity just by the purple eyes under the hood. He replied:
“There is no complete name, or we don’t know it for the time being.

"That is a very mysterious and dangerous existence..."

Mr. Z was about to say something, but suddenly he froze, turned his head and looked towards the inner room of the house, then said calmly:
"Next, there will be free communication and free trading, and everything will be done according to the rules." Then he left amid the surprised or indifferent gazes of the crowd.

The lady who asked the question just now was also very confused. She knew Mr. Z well, and he would never leave halfway through answering the question, unless... She immediately looked mysteriously in the direction Mr. Z had just looked.

Bo! Bo!
A slight, illusory sound of a spherical object breaking was heard, but it was drowned out by the buzz of people's transactions and conversations. The mysterious lady hurriedly lowered her head, reached into her black robe with her right hand, pulled out a pair of heavy black-framed glasses, and put them on her nose with some trembling. At the same time, she took out a bottle of green potion from her inner pocket with her left hand and quickly poured it into her mouth.

After initially treating her eye injury, she wiped the blood and tears from her eyelids while recalling the scene she had just seen with lingering fear:
A starlight gate is closing! Behind the gate is a spiritual world with rich colors and abstract lines... It is a teleportation, a teleportation of the "apprentice" passing through the "traveler"!
What is that walking out of the door?! Blurry... gradually becoming clear... that... seems to be a figure shrouded in a veil of shadows... No! Don't look into His eyes! No!

The mysterious lady did not care about exposing her identity or violating the rules, and quickly unfolded a sheepskin scroll under the cover of her black robe!
She channeled the power of the "hypnotist" to completely clear the images in her mind, leaving only a warning:
Never, ever take your glasses off! Leave! And leave!

At this time, the Beyonders around seemed to have noticed the abnormality of this lady. The fluctuations of her Beyonder abilities could not be hidden from others! They immediately stood up and walked away, as if they were worried about being mistaken for her companions and being implicated.

A seat suddenly became empty around the mysterious lady, leaving her alone sitting on the chair.

The most important rule for many extraordinary gatherings is: it is not allowed to explore the identity of the participants. This is the fundamental reason why secret gatherings can be held! Of course, it is also allowed for a few people to expose themselves without fear.

And because extraordinary abilities come in all shapes and sizes, one ability might be able to secretly test others.

Therefore, this rule extends to another rule: extraordinary abilities are not allowed to be used without the witness of the organizer.

Now that Mr. Z had just left, this person had blatantly used his extraordinary abilities! This made people think too much! Almost everyone stopped talking and looked at the figure with his head down.

Tap, tap, the deliberately unsuppressed footsteps sounded, attracting almost everyone's attention. A man in a black wizard robe walked out from the direction where Mr. Z disappeared. He did not hide his face. He was about forty years old, with slightly curly brown hair but giving people an unusually strong feeling. His dark eyes were deep as if hiding countless things. It was Butis Blue!

Old Blue stepped out of the Starlight Gate and before he could say anything, he heard Mr. Z say that a party was being held there. He immediately didn't want to leave and suggested coming to watch.

Mr. Z didn't know the purpose of this guy's visit, so he had to agree. After sitting in the organizer's seat, he said to the silent party members:

"Let the party continue. I guarantee that there is nothing unusual." The waiter had just informed him of what had happened here. Naturally, he would not make things difficult for "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya, with whom he had cooperated many times and very happily.

Butis Blue nodded to Mr. Z, then came to sit next to the lady in black robe and whispered:
"What's wrong? Did someone catch you deflation? My nose isn't very good, so I don't mind those things. Can I sit here?"

"..." Cattleya felt dizzy. She wanted to say no, but she also wanted to run away...

But Mr. Z has already vouched for me... Even if I use secret techniques, I can't escape "teleportation"... She raised her head, looked at the rude man with her sealed eyes, and said:

"Sorry, if you don't mind, please feel free."

(End of this chapter)