Chapter 252 04.0251: "The Apostle of the Laughing God Xi Gaoqi"

"Horatio, are you hurt?" Louise walked forward, pinched and touched him worriedly, and asked.

"It's okay, they can't hurt me." He didn't stop Louise's actions, but turned to look at the indoor alley where Princess Anna was hiding:
"But please wait a moment now, I have to go see how the leading actress is doing."

"Well, go ahead and leave this to me. I guess the bailiffs will be here soon."

"Okay." Horatio nodded, believing that there would be no worries here with her around.

After saying this, he strode towards the hidden place with sword in hand.

As soon as I opened the fire door, I saw the beautiful actress.

He looked around. It was simple, closed, airtight, with few people and no windows. In a sense, it was a good place for a private "rendezvous".

“Nice to meet you, Ms. Anna Fei. The enemies outside have been eliminated. It’s safe now. The bailiffs will be here soon.

I am your loyal fan, Horatio, an officer of the Imperial Navy. I have admired you for a long time. After this performance, I wanted to find you to collect an autographed poster, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. "

Because he is still unsure of her identity, Horatio treats her as a famous human actress.

"So, sir, where's your poster?" The actress blinked and hit the nail on the head, exposing the flaw in Horatio's words with an innocent look on her face.

"Well... it was torn into pieces during the fight, what a pity. Speaking of which, this play is somewhat related to my profession. I am very interested in your creative ideas for this new work on the theme of naval love. Where did you get the inspiration from?"

"Dream."

"Dream?"

"Yes, sir." As if the crisis was over, the actress seemed a little relaxed. She took off her blonde wig, revealing her long red hair falling down like a waterfall.

She turned around and looked directly into Horatio's eyes with her sparkling eyes.

Suddenly, everything around me changed.

The fire doors, the washroom, the dryer, even the wallpapered soundproof walls and the fluffy carpeted floors beneath your feet were all gone.

He floated in the air, as if he had become a giant in the universe, and could experience the void more deeply than on the ship.

The surroundings are starry, and all kinds of bizarre cosmic wonders, planets, and nebulae flash before your eyes.

However, a part of the beautiful void was permeated by the strange power seeping out of the subspace in the distance, shining with deep purple, dark blue, scarlet, and emerald green auroras, which looked extremely magnificent beyond human rational cognition.

"Dreams are like dreams and illusions."

Just as he was looking at the scenery around him, immersed in the strange and magnificent beauty of the Milky Way.

A woman appeared beside him.

She was quite tall, estimated to be at least two meters tall, and her every move displayed an inhuman smoothness and grace, which at first glance was both fascinating and frightening.

The beautiful figure with a well-proportioned figure was wrapped tightly in a set of obscure colorful clothes, and two natural and graceful things like deer antlers extended from her back.

Horatio tried his best to distinguish, and could barely see the diamond-shaped blocks of color on the colorful clothes flickering like streamers. But when he forced himself to look further, all he could see was a dazzling vortex of light, and even the human figure was gone, so he had to close his eyes to calm down.

"Don't look too long, try to distinguish the truth, or you will end up confused."

An ethereal female voice sounded in his mind with a strange rhythm. When Horatio opened his eyes again, he no longer forced himself to see the other person's colorful clothes, and he felt much better.

In addition to the colorful clothes, she also wore a flowing ribbon that went down from her shoulders and wrapped around her arms. An emerald gem was pinned to her waist, which was verdant and fresh, like the first green in the spring forest.

She had a colorful hood on her head and held a cane with a strange smiling mask on the top.

That smiling face seemed neither smiling nor crying, and also seemed to be angry but happy, or sorrow turned into joy. It was completely unclear, stirring up all the emotions, the sweet and sour, bitter and spicy, in people's hearts, all mixed up into one, with their mood fluctuating.

She was wearing a pure black mask that made her face invisible. Under the starlight, it looked like a layer of oil film was covering her face. It was glowing with colorful light and reflected the brilliant and magnificent Milky Way.

This is like implying that the face she shows in the performance is not her real appearance. As long as she wants, she can appear in front of the world in any appearance, and the world will never see her true face. They will only see what they want to see and what she wants the world to see.

Horatio stared at the woman, no, the female alien. Although he vaguely guessed why she brought him to this place, it was really surprising that she revealed her true form right in front of him.

And judging from her appearance, she should be a shadow prophet in the Harlequin Troupe.

She raised her cane, and the tip shone brightly.

Horatio didn't know what she was trying to do, and his brows furrowed. The Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword instantly took shape and pointed directly at the Shadow Prophet's mask that concealed everything.

"Do not act rashly, and, to cut a long story short, Eldar," he threatened solemnly.

He knew that the Eldar prophets loved to tell riddles, but he was not a fan of puzzles and did not have time to play guessing games with them.

The other party ignored the threat, just as they didn't think Horatio could really pose a threat at all.

She even walked straight forward, lowered her head slightly, and looked at the tip of the chainsaw sword curiously, her fingertips lightly brushing along the sword, getting closer and closer to him.

Horatio frowned, but faced with this situation, he was the one who did not act rashly and still held the Holy Blood Chainsword steadily.

If the Shadow Prophet wanted to take action, he would have done it long ago. He would not have needed to remind himself that for such high-level psychics, crushing a mortal to death is as easy as crushing an ant.

He didn't think he could really defeat a Shadow Prophet.

With just a little psychic trickery, she could easily completely control herself to death.

When she looked at Tie Shou, she slowed down her gaze and examined it very carefully. The strange mask on the top of the cane also began to change its expression, and its face became strange and indescribable.

She continued to look, her eyes following Horatio's iron hand, looking at his body, and finally slowly straightened up until it was level with his face. Horatio looked at the pure black mask that slowly rose in front of him, and could only see his own alert and serious face reflected on it.

At first glance, two identical faces facing each other are a bit absurd and weird.

At this moment, she was very close to him, almost chest to chest. If she was not wearing a mask, their breath could even blow on each other's faces. This irrelevant thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

Although Horatio could not see her face, he could sense a gaze from the other side of the mask studying his eyes.

"Dreams reveal prophecies, and prophecies reveal the future." An ethereal voice echoed from all around and reflected directly into his mind.

I thought the first thing the other party would say would be to mock me and call me a "monkeigh".

Monkeigh is a brutal and bloodthirsty mammal species that the Eldar once exterminated. Since then, this word has become the Eldar's nickname for all the "inferior races" in the galaxy.

However, he was surprised that the other party actually got straight to the point this time. Perhaps this was the difference between the clowns that often appeared in the human world and the Ark Eldar.

Although the words still have a hint of mystery, at least they are not like the Ark Eldar Prophet who first says a lot of confusing and even misleading words.

“So how do I break this future?”

"order."

The Shadow Prophet turned around and slowly moved away. At the same time, her ethereal voice that didn't seem like a living thing continued, "The puzzle is already in your hands. But only the correct order can reveal the corresponding future."

Horatio pondered her words.

"That is to say, you have already told me the direction. Now, what I have to do is to rearrange the order of the so-called 'puzzle pieces'."

"The sun and the moon alternate, the stars shine, and only when they reverse can we know the right answer." Her figure was getting farther and farther away.

"Also, why did I come to this world! Who did this? And what's the matter with this iron hand?"

He had a hunch that the other party understood him more than he thought, and he couldn't help but try to catch up with him to clarify his biggest doubts.

“Only the correct order can unlock the corresponding future.”

She repeated it again.

Horatio watched her figure gradually disappear into the starry darkness, as if telling him that the time had not come to break the correct order.

"What should you call yourself? Prophet." Horatio finally shouted to the shadow prophet who helped him.

The names of the elves in general, especially the clowns, also contain mysteries, which may be clues to discover her true identity.

Although he didn't expect the other party to actually answer him, he decided to give it a try.

"Fhirinne..."

The ethereal voice gradually disappeared, leaving only the voice echoing faintly in this vast and brilliant galaxy.

[Freni?]
"Horatio, Horatio?"

Horatio felt his body shaking and heard calls in his ears.

Suddenly, he took a deep breath, and the scenery in front of him gradually returned from the Milky Way to the original closed secret room.

He turned to look at the waker, and Louise was looking at his face with concern.

"What happened to me just now? Where is Ms. Anna Fei?" He grabbed her arms and asked anxiously.

"You just stand there, motionless. Ms. Anna Fei has already left. She said that because of the attack, she plans to leave Abyss Port early with the troupe.

Oh, by the way, she also left you a poster signed by her."

Louise handed Horatio a poster on the side.

This poster is a beautiful still from "Indigo Elegy", with Anna Fei's elegant autograph signed in the lower left corner.

On the back, a sentence was written in high Gothic, in a cool and elegant note: 'Only the correct order can unlock the corresponding future.'

[That was the legendary...psychic illusion?]
He heard that the most powerful ability of the Shadow Prophet is to use illusions to confuse people. They can use illusions to make the enemy's senses disordered and mentally ill, and they can also use illusions to bring extremely strong BUFF benefits to teammates.

Horatio was just about to ask his superiors to blockade the port and stop her.

But then I thought, doing this would actually be meaningless for a shadow prophet who appears and disappears at will.

He looked at the line of words on the back of the poster, which seemed to imply that when the time came, she would naturally appear by his side.

"Oh, Mr. Cochrane, I'm so glad you're not hurt!" At this moment, the general manager arrived with a large group of armed guards. "It's a blessing to have you here tonight, otherwise our famous star would be in danger facing these bad guys. It's a pity that this accident has left her with unpleasant memories. I wonder if our theater can invite her again next time."

Thinking of this, the general manager couldn't help but hang his head dejectedly.

"Then I hope you can make more efforts to reverse the negative impact."

“It is natural that all the frightened guests tonight will be compensated in good faith by this theatre.

To thank you for your feat tonight, we plan to name the observation deck you stayed at after you! If you come again in the future, the Horatio Observation Deck will be ready for you at any time. You can choose any consumption here! We will give you free of charge! "

"Thank you, but we have something else to do now, so I'll take my leave now."

"Okay, you're busy!"

The general manager respectfully gave way to him.

As he reached the theater, he met Judge Javert, who was blocking the theater with a carload of judges.

"Your Excellency the Arbitrator," Horatio greeted.

"I heard that you foiled the killer's kidnapping plan. Thank you for your hard work. The police force of the Ministry of Justice is increasingly inadequate compared to the needs of the recent situation. The enemy is 'setting fires' everywhere under our noses. Even if we try our best, our current dispatch speed is already the fastest."

"These assassins belong to the undead faction of the Death Worship Cult. If you want to attack their sect directly, it might be more effective to start from the root rather than running around."

"That being said, these heretics are extremely secretive and it is difficult for us to detect their whereabouts."

"Don't worry, Arbitrator." Hadinis came over.

"Who is this?" Javert looked at Horatio, then at the woman with a gloomy temperament.

"I am the new president of the Corpse Guild."

When Javert heard the title, he could not help but bow to the lady.

"I have been tracking down these heretics for a long time, but I lack the armed forces to eradicate them. Since you and I have the same goal, I think we can reach a cooperation that will benefit both of us, so as to completely eliminate the worries brought by this threat and eradicate a cancer for Abyss Port."

"If you'll just give us their hiding place, I promise, ma'am. Our marshals will blow their brains out."

"That would be best, Mr. Bailiff. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."

Then Hadinis looked at Horatio and said, "You can start the closing plan planned by the Navy and the Inquisition, Mr. Cochrane."

(End of this chapter)