Chapter 18 - 18

Chapter 14: Transmigrated - I Am the Godfather in Trier

Mystery: I Jump Back and Forth Between Two Timelines - Half Moon Tiger 123 4072 words July 14, 2025 09:10

"You were attacked?"

Roger opened his mouth with slight bewilderment toward "Margot" in front of him. Nimrod honestly told about his own experience of being attacked by Lumian:

"Yes."

"Boss, I suspect that weapon in the hand of the person who attacked me was not quite right. He didn't cause me much harm, just used that knife to cut open my skin and then fled."

"Uh, I actually also thought about whether I gave him enough pressure to make him flee in panic. But thinking about it, I felt it wasn't quite possible, because his actions were definitely planned, definitely premeditated, boss!"

Speaking and speaking, Nimrod's tone became somewhat excited, and he couldn't help but wave his fists. Roger looked at him once, praised him with a flat tone:

"You're much smarter than before, even know to come find me—but you can rest assured, I've already checked, there are no traces of curses on your body."

"Looking at your description, that strangely shaped knife might be an extraordinary weapon. Come with me, I'll help you eliminate the hidden danger."

Nimrod followed Roger all the way into the basement, saw the female statue with gentle features placed in the basement. [He] pointed to the statue's position, opened his mouth toward Nimrod and said:

"You open it, drill inside."

In "Margot's" memory, this method of eliminating hidden dangers he had experienced before, but the details of this part of the experience were not inherited by Nimrod.

But such things were not difficult for a "Cryptographer." He just had a slight flash of light in his eyes, and "Outstanding Observation" helped him find the method to open this statue.

[Standard statue for worshipping the Fallen Mother Goddess.]

The Heavenly Venerable supplemented a sentence:

[Doesn't look like the kind my dear 'sister' closely pays attention to. With your current rank, you don't need my protection and can directly isolate this merely symbolic ritual.]

"Good." Nimrod responded in his heart, drilling toward the inside.

After drilling into the statue and closing the opening again, the surrounding light completely disappeared, becoming pitch black, and even the room outside the statue seemed to become silent all at once with this action.

Nimrod knew this represented that the ritual had officially begun, just waiting for Roger to recite the most crucial incantation:

"Rebirth!"

Roger recited in ancient Hermes in a low voice.

For a moment, Nimrod felt that outside the statue there was an evil black flame invading the interior of the statue, but this evil black flame carried strange vitality.

This flame seemed to be burning off one by one the connections between those body tissues or items that had separated from him but still maintained subtle mystical connections with him.

However, the black flame quickly subsided. Every mystical connection on Nimrod's body was quite deep-rooted, not something a low-level ritual could shake.

Moreover, he himself suspected whether this ritual that didn't involve divinity could affect the fate exchange of the "Life-Hunting Knife"—even if the Sequence 7 "Magician's" abilities were strange, it couldn't possibly rely on a ritual without divinity, only symbolic, to cross multiple sequences and solve mid-to-high sequence problems.

After confirming that "Margot" had no problems, Roger only left a command for "Margot" to return to the study, while he himself stayed here to search for clues related to the attacker.

This gave Nimrod an opportunity. After returning to the study, he began to arrange various mystical rituals.

He wasn't worried at all whether Roger could find Lumian, because before he and Lumian agreed to complete the event of attacking "Margot," he already understood what Lumian had encountered during this time:

Lumian first approached a "Secret Prayer" Osta who made a living by deceiving people in front of underground catacombs according to the commission given by Angel Salted Fish, then went with the flow and contacted Mr. K of the "Aurora Society" and a leader of the Savoy Party through Osta.

After this, Lumian encountered the "Monsouri Ghost" that could kill all who encountered it and their relatives.

Although Nimrod arranged for one of his not-so-obedient gang members to encounter Lumian in an alley, allowing Lumian to exchange the fate of "encountering the Monsouri Ghost," eliminating the hidden danger on Lumian, he was quite curious whether he, as Lumian's godfather, counted as Lumian's relative.

Soon, Nimrod arranged several simple ritual magics. The common characteristic of these ritual magics was concealment.

Some concealed the movements here, some concealed his own aura, while others were extensions of the "Error" pathway's extraordinary abilities, used to amplify created illusions.

He didn't underestimate Roger just because he was only a Sequence 7 "Magician," but made various preparations, preparing to kill Roger and complete the disguise in the fastest time.

Nimrod, who was already quite proficient in the way of "lying low," also made double preparations:

If he killed Roger but hadn't completed the disguise and encountered high-sequence powerhouses favored by the "Fallen Mother Goddess," he would use the Source Castle to help him escape, then have Lumian hold a ritual to summon him.

—If no one arranged a ritual for summoning, then when he came down from the "Source Castle," his landing point would still be at the original location, which would give the opponent a chance to camp the spawn point.

If he successfully completed the disguise, things would be much smoother. He could lurk in the "Thorn Gang" at any time, plotting his affairs, completely hiding behind the scenes in Trier.

"Has very strong anti-divination ability..."

"This matter is not simple..."

Roger had just walked into the study with a solemn face. The moment he closed the door, his spiritual intuition suddenly reacted.

He looked up at "Margot" standing in the middle of the study, feeling four spiritual walls suddenly erected around him!

The action of "closing the door" would complete the incantation of the ritual Nimrod had arranged, triggering those mystical rituals around!

—Nimrod was praying to himself, therefore, these rituals were automatically responded to by the "Source Castle" the moment they were complete, producing the intended effects.

Light gray mist flowed down from the top of the spiritual walls like water. If one didn't observe carefully, it would be difficult to notice the difference between the spiritual walls created by Nimrod and ordinary spiritual walls.

But for Roger, his current encounter was undoubtedly problematic.

Roger immediately shouted sternly in a low voice:

"What are you doing!"

His low shout already carried the "Magician's" ability "Evil Words," which was a curse using language as a medium, capable of creating various negative effects like accelerated heartbeat and dizziness for the opponent.

No matter what, Roger's choice was to prepare to directly control this subordinate in front of him who seemed somewhat wrong; as for the truth of the matter, he prepared to carefully discern it afterwards.

The life of a subordinate—how could it be as precious as his own life?

However, the next moment, "Margot" let out a cold laugh. His wrist slightly twisted, and Roger felt that something had vanished from his body out of thin air.

He was both shocked and angry for a moment, preparing to mobilize his strongest ability as a "Magician," "Land of the Undead," to attack "Margot" in front of him:

This was his territory. As long as he was in this territory, the undead he had left here could absorb damage for him; and he could also mysteriously transfer positions, basically entering an invincible state in same-sequence battles!

However, his connection with his territory seemed to have mysteriously disconnected. An unfamiliar voice reached his ears:

"Looking for this?"

"Haha, the 'Land of the Undead' you arranged is like this with you? It's completely different with me!"

Roger turned around in shock, seeing a tall and thin figure standing behind him. This figure wore classical wizard robes, slowly taking out a crimson-framed monocle from his chest and putting it on his face.

"Provocation"!

After stealing the extraordinary ability "Land of the Undead" from Roger and severing his connection with the territory he had painstakingly arranged, Nimrod immediately applied a "Provocation," enraging Roger and preventing him from making rational judgments.

Roger heard Nimrod's words, and a surge of anger immediately flowed from his chest outward, his eyebrows furrowing, about to snort coldly...

Before this cold snort could come out, Nimrod's hand already held a scythe.

Golden flame cracks immediately burned on the black scythe, and the next moment, a "Purifying Slash" fell on Roger.

Roger's eyes immediately widened. While feeling pain as if being burned by the sun, he also felt his flesh madly distorting.

As a blessed one whose abilities tended toward evil corruption, although he had the ability to heal any type of injury, if he wanted to clear the "purification" on his body, he would have to endure the flesh distortion that would grow stronger from using negative forces.

Similarly, if he wanted to clear the distorting flesh on his body, the purification force on him would surge up like sharks in seawater smelling blood.

Whatever he did would be wrong.

Roger felt deep nausea, but his excellent psychological quality as a gang boss quickly calmed his mood, preparing to burn his life, consuming his vitality in exchange for stronger abilities.

However, he felt a strange emptiness suddenly emerge in his body. Roger's body staggered, nearly losing balance due to the sudden weakness.

The ability to "burn life" had also disappeared!

What sequence of extraordinary being was this exactly?

The next moment, a revolver was pressed against Roger's forehead. Roger's pupils contracted, just about to beg for mercy when he heard the sound of the trigger being pulled.

In the last few seconds of his life, he heard a nonsensical sentence:

"Still missing left bow, ring curve, guan knife... forget it, I think a pistol can also count as a type of bow, a revolver can also be used as a left bow!"

Several bullets quickly penetrated Roger's skull, which still retained rich unwillingness in his eyes. Before his head completely split open, Nimrod kindly supported him, fastening the "Smiling Face" mask to his face, waiting for this white mask to begin wriggling.

After several seconds, a strange black gas rushed out from Roger's body at high speed.

But Nimrod was obviously quicker, grabbing it and immediately stuffing it into the Source Castle.

For other extraordinary beings wanting to hunt blessed ones, the greatest loss was that blessed ones wouldn't drop extraordinary characteristics like ordinary extraordinary beings—but Nimrod obviously wasn't willing to give this blessing a chance to escape, quickly stuffing it into the Source Castle.

[Why are you throwing all kinds of garbage to me?]

The Heavenly Venerable said somewhat dissatisfiedly, casually catching this blessing and kneading it into a black bead in his hand:

[Why don't you work harder and get me a complete set?]

"Alright."

Hearing the Heavenly Venerable being so helpful, Nimrod gratefully agreed to His request, then threw the face-peeled Roger onto the Source Castle.

By the way, before the Heavenly Venerable could thank him, he blocked the Heavenly Venerable's words. Sigh, he was just such a charitable person.

Putting on the mask, Nimrod familiarized himself with Roger's face and body, couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face.

Now he was the boss of the Thorn Gang, "Black Scorpion" Roger.

After doing all this, he simply organized the various extraordinary items placed in the study, then walked to his bedroom according to Roger's memory with practiced ease, preparing to sleep.

Next, he would openly operate under Roger's identity, while secretly as the boss of the "Enthusiasm" organization, finding more members through Lumian to gradually control Trier's underground districts.

Of course, doing this would definitely attract many people seeking revenge, but what did others looking for the boss of the "Enthusiasm" organization have to do with him, the boss of the Thorn Gang, "Black Scorpion" Roger?

Nimrod chuckled, after lying on the bed, he slightly raised his fingers, using piano-playing gestures to "pull out" his spirit body, entering the Source Castle.

[Why do you throw garbage here every day? This isn't a garbage dump!]

The Heavenly Venerable protested, but Nimrod didn't pay attention to the Heavenly Venerable. Instead, he directly reached out and slid in the gray mist in front of him, feeling his thoughts flowing in the gray mist, finding his connection with Lumian.

...

"Solved."

Lumian was preparing to sleep when he suddenly heard Nimrod's voice.

He immediately asked with some surprise:

"Godfather?"

No way, you can still talk to me while at "Black Scorpion" Roger's place? Are you really not a deity or angel... Lumian complained bitterly in his heart.

"I can hear."

Lumian's face immediately showed some seriousness: "Godfather, what are your instructions?"

"Tomorrow I'll arrange for people to take over the Golden Rooster Tavern."

Nimrod said lightly: "Remember to go as a 'Enthusiasm' cadre and take him out."

"On my territory, I won't allow the previous situation to happen again."

Chapter 15: Enthusiasm Cadre Lumian

Mystery: I Jump Back and Forth Between Two Timelines - Half Moon Tiger 123 4068 words July 15, 2025 08:30

"Yes, Godfather."

Lumian immediately said happily, becoming somewhat excited.

He had long been displeased with those gang members. Previously, if it weren't for preventing his rash actions from destroying the godfather's plan, if it weren't for being unfamiliar with people and places when he first came to Trier, Lumian would have wanted to directly take out a few gang members who were always wandering in front of him.

But now there were no such concerns—the godfather had specifically arranged a guy for him to use as an example to others. Now Lumian was somewhat impatient to wait for dawn.

After Nimrod's voice disappeared from his ears, Lumian immediately lost interest in sleeping. He stood up and paced for a while, preparing to patrol his Golden Rooster Inn.

...

The next day, Lumian disguised his appearance again, making himself return to the identity "Charles" he used when he first came to Trier.

—Due to the pollution of the "Ring of Fate," every morning at six o'clock, everything on Lumian except the extraordinary would "refresh" to the state of the day he first suffered pollution.

After buying half a cup of apple cider and a bread with pork sausage, filling his stomach, he lurked around the Golden Rooster Inn, preparing to wait for the new gang members sent by the "Thorn Gang" to arrive at the Golden Rooster Inn before completing today's arrangement.

Today he planned to find that swindler Osta Truer pointed out by "Magician" lady, to participate in the extraordinary gathering organized by Mr. K.

Lumian walked slowly around while thinking about how to more efficiently let people in this area know about the "Enthusiasm" organization.

Just then, he suddenly saw Charlie coming down from upstairs.

This immediately raised some doubts in Lumian's mind—if he remembered correctly, Charlie had told him two days ago that he went to do some "tender companionship" work for a wealthy woman "Mrs. Alice," but he actually didn't go to the hotel today?

"I'm resting today!"

Seeing Lumian walking in from outside, Charlie, though somewhat tired, said in a somewhat excited tone, speaking about his usual "work" with some showing-off nature.

Just then, Ruhr and the Michel couple, who ostensibly sold "academic beauty" pictures at the steam train station but actually sold landscape photos, also walked into the inn.

Seeing so many acquaintances gathered at once, Charlie was somewhat puzzled.

"What, does everyone have no work today?"

Hearing Charlie's words, gray-haired Ruhr swallowed:

"Market District is a bit chaotic today, we're planning to rest for a day. Cough, Margot from the Thorn Gang died. Many gang members are looking for people!"

Charlie was immediately somewhat dumbfounded: "Margot died?"

A strange panic arose in his heart. He had just thought yesterday that this guy deserved to die, and now he died today?

Hiss, the "Thorn Gang" people wouldn't find him, would they?

Hehe, I knew about this long ago, but Margot didn't die today. A few days ago he was already being impersonated by my godfather... Lumian looked at everyone's reactions, couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart.

Just then, Ruhr sighed:

"Sigh, can't go out to make money today..."

"If we don't go out, we don't need to eat lunch, can save some money." His wife comforted, but this voice falling into Lumian's ears, Lumian felt strangely harsh.

Thinking again of what the godfather had described to him about the appearance of the place where he and his sister's "hometown" was located, Lumian's heart suddenly felt somewhat heavy.

Sister's hometown from childhood wasn't like this.

For the first time, he so directly felt why his sister looked at the stars day and night, missing her hometown.

When sister was still there, Lumian could never understand why sister was like that; now Lumian knew, but sister could no longer hear his answer.

I will definitely resurrect sister...

Lumian gently stroked his chest with his left hand, patting Charlie's shoulder:

"Charlie, remember you just bought a pretty nice black hat, lend it to me?"

"No problem, but what are you going to do?" Charlie casually asked:

"Let me take you to my room to get it first. I'm going to find Miss Yvans. Margot finally died, she can finally get rid of that demon!"

Yvans, oh, that's the illegal prostitute forced by Margot who couldn't leave Trier... Lumian nodded thoughtfully, following Charlie to his room to get that black hat.

Charlie ran upstairs somewhat excitedly, while Lumian slowly walked step by step toward the stairs.

Just then, Lumian heard chaotic footsteps from the stairway. He looked down and saw a neatly dressed young man leading several thugs in gang member clothes walking toward the fourth floor.

Could it be such a coincidence? Lumian had a thought in his heart, pressing Charlie's hat on his head, the corner of his mouth slowly curling up.

After about three or four seconds, Lumian walked upstairs, one hand in his pocket.

Before he even walked up the stairs, he heard a polite but spine-chilling voice:

"I am Wilson from the Thorn Gang. Starting today, I will take care of you in place of Margot."

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

Three gunshots rang out extremely closely from the stairway. Even at this point, the smile was still frozen on Wilson's face.

He turned around in bewilderment to see all three of his subordinates' heads exploding at the same time. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the walls of the Golden Rooster Inn, which had just been cleaned and was relatively tidy, bright red.

"Who is it?" Wilson immediately turned around, his face immediately twisted, looking at Lumian with vicious eyes.

Following this gaze, Lumian's heart produced slight fear, but Lumian quickly overcame it. He immediately recalled the sequence corresponding to this ability:

This was what the godfather had once told him, a non-normal pathway Sequence 9 "Scoundrel"!

Lumian didn't hesitate. He raised the pistol in his hand and quickly pulled the trigger, "bang bang" two shots hitting his legs.

This pistol once belonged to Margot—the bullets were items Nimrod specifically gave Lumian for self-defense.

The severe pain produced by bullets entering the body was difficult to suppress even for a "Scoundrel" with a strong physique. He immediately cried out and fell to the ground.

Charlie quickly pulled the just-crying Miss Yvans aside, his heart pounding, feeling somewhat panicked.

Charles, Charles, what did he do?

Did he just murder three gang members? And now he broke this gang scoundrel's legs?

Charlie came to his senses, the fear in his heart increased considerably. He now looked at Lumian like looking at a demon.

He originally thought Charles was just an honest person like him who came to Trier to find work, but didn't expect he would be so lawless, killing people in broad daylight.

Could he also be a gang member?

No, can't think like that... Even if he's a scoundrel, he's a scoundrel who helped me, helped Miss Yvans!

Lumian's attention at this time wasn't on Charlie. He just waved his wrist toward Wilson, the corner of his mouth curling into an extremely malicious arc:

"Stand up."

Wilson looked at Lumian with extremely venomous eyes, but such eyes made Lumian sneer. He walked forward, kicking the wound on Wilson's leg:

"Stand up!"

"Don't say your leg is broken. Hehe, I specifically didn't break your bones."

The corner of Lumian's mouth slightly opened, placing his finger on the trigger, pointing at Wilson's skull:

"Will you stand up yourself, or are you prepared to never stand straight again in this lifetime?"

This bastard isn't joking, he's a madman! Doesn't he know I'm from the "Thorn Gang"?

Wilson's heart immediately felt considerable panic. He grabbed the wall beside him, enduring the severe pain from both legs and barely stood up:

"What do you want to do? Do you want to go against the Thorn Gang..."

Lumian didn't speak. He just had a stern face, one hand pressing his hat, the hand holding the gun suddenly turning, using the gun handle to viciously smash Wilson's face, knocking out several of his teeth:

"After searching for so long, don't you know that Margot was killed by me?"

"Heh, are you misunderstanding something? I know exactly what you are. Do I need you to introduce your identity to me?"

"Go back and tell your boss that this place is now taken over by Charles from the 'Enthusiasm' organization! If I see you coming over in the future, I'll kill one when one comes—did you hear?"

Although Lumian had never been in a gang, imitating the style of the protagonist "Gehrman Sparrow" from the "Great Adventurer" series, he spoke in a deep voice, of course, mixed with considerable personal understanding and malice.

Wilson looked at the black gun muzzle. Although unwilling, he could only nod, gritting his teeth and swallowing them.

However, Lumian wasn't kind enough to let this scoundrel who bullied the weak go so easily. He raised his gun and pointed at him:

"Come, now walk down, step by step."

"Hehe, don't think about playing tricks. If you walk out safely, I'll let you go."

Because of those sudden gunshots, many residents in the Golden Rooster Inn had their attention attracted.

Several residents who were more timid and closer to the stairs even quickly ran down, telling neighbors they were familiar with about this matter, having them go out together to take shelter.

He wants to use this method to humiliate me! Wilson's eyes blazed with anger, but circumstances were stronger than people. He lowered his head and said in a muffled voice:

"I understand."

"Understand? Good that you understand." Lumian's face showed a slight smile, taking a bulging wallet from Wilson's chest and throwing it to Charlie beside him:

"Come, let's go."

Wilson walked toward the stairs below somewhat humiliatingly, but when he reached the third floor, Lumian waved the gun in his hand, indicating for him to follow the corridor toward the other side.

He wanted to let everyone in the Golden Rooster Inn know that the Golden Rooster Inn no longer belonged to "Thorn Gang" management.

Along the way, feeling those amazed, fearful, and gloating gazes, Wilson felt that the harm those gazes brought him was more painful than the two gunshots to his legs.

When he returned, he would definitely report this matter to his boss "Black Scorpion" Roger. Such a big incident happened, his boss definitely couldn't swallow this insult!

Obviously, Wilson didn't know that Roger had been swallowing his last breath for a while now.

Going down to the ground floor, arriving at the Golden Rooster Inn's lobby, Wilson's eyes brightened, seeing three people quickly walking toward his direction.

They were all wearing black uniforms, black vests, white shirts—police officers.

Seeing this scene, Wilson's heart immediately felt some joy. He raised his head, looking at the police officers whose eyes also showed surprise, wanting to call for help.

No matter what, the police would protect him, a small leader of the "Thorn Gang"—behind the police were also gang shadows!

What use was being ruthless? Coming out to mix required talking about power!

But the next moment, Wilson saw in these police officers' eyes even greater surprise than before and blood splattering in their pupils.

"Bang."

Lumian used his mouth to simulate the sound of a gunshot, while Wilson's entire back of his head completely shattered, falling to the ground, blood flowing everywhere.

The several police officers in front immediately drew their pistols with "swish swish swish" sounds, aiming at Lumian.

Lumian casually threw his pistol aside, took off the hat on his head, and pressed it on Charlie's head who had been following behind him:

"Calm down, everyone—gang matters, gangs will handle themselves. Officers, please go carry out your duties?"

"Are you from the Thorn Gang or the Savoy Party?"

The lead officer's face was as heavy as water, speaking to Lumian, while Lumian swaggered forward:

"Hehe, neither, but this is now 'Enthusiasm' organization's territory. I'm just helping the boss clean up some guys who wanted to steal our property."

Lumian patted the shoulder of the police officer beside him, smoothly stuffing several bills into his pocket, speaking in an intimate yet dangerous tone:

"Go carry out your duties, officer, wish you success. You don't need to worry about the Thorn Gang's affairs, 'we' will handle it."

"How much is a month's salary? What's the point of risking your life?"

After speaking, Lumian strode out of the inn.

The three officers looked at each other, and finally the lead officer shook his head, saying to Charlie who was standing there stunned:

"Charlie Colrent."

"You're involved in a murder case, come with us."

The three walked over step by step through the blood on the ground, lifting up Charlie, this "suspect," naturally leaving from another murder scene.Chapter 16: Organization Takes Shape

Mystery: I Jump Back and Forth Between Two Timelines - Half Moon Tiger 123 4183 characters, July 16, 2025 08:30

"Charlie is involved in a murder case?"

Lumian's expression immediately became somewhat strange. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't connect that guy Charlie with something like a "murder case."

But soon, Lumian heard a voice coming from behind him:

"Mrs. Alice is dead!"

No way? Although Lumian felt it was somewhat absurd, he still quickened his pace to leave this place.

If he stayed here any longer, he might be surrounded and intercepted by gang members who came upon hearing the news. He now needed to preserve the mystery and power of the "Enthusiasm" organization - he couldn't just kill people continuously on the street, could he?

Killing one gang member was still acceptable, but continuous street killings would be too disrespectful to the authorities.

As for Charlie's matter, Lumian planned to find a way to help him solve it later. After all, he was a friend he had finally encountered with great difficulty - he couldn't let him be wrongly imprisoned like this.

Moreover, Lumian believed that Charlie was not someone who dared to kill.

Lumian skillfully avoided the gazes of gang members and walked into a dark alley - in Trier's underground streets, such deserted places were very common. These kinds of places were often dwelling places for some vagrants.

Lumian simply built a wall with miscellaneous objects in a corner, then waved the silver dagger he carried with him, clumsily creating a spiritual wall.

After taking the "Assassin" potion, Lumian's spirituality had been significantly enhanced. Although it couldn't compare with those sequences that specialized in spirituality, it was completely different from when he had only drunk the "Hunter" potion before.

After doing all this, Lumian thought for a moment and took out a piece of dry food from his body that he had nibbled on a few bites before. After dividing it into four portions, he placed them in the four corners of this area.

He figured that the godfather had only told him this ritual needed four portions of food, without specifying how big these four portions should be, right?

Anyway, the one responding to his prayers was his godfather, so he planned to try to see if he could complete a similar ritual this way.

After walking counterclockwise four steps, Lumian waited patiently.

Suddenly, Lumian felt his "Provocateur" potion digest a little, but it didn't take effect.

Well, there was no way around it - it seemed complete food was necessary... Lumian sighed slightly and prepared to first follow the original plan to find Osta Trul.

Besides having him take him to attend the mysticism gathering, he also planned to absorb Osta into his organization - well, the "Enthusiasm" organization that the godfather had told him about.

Although it was hanging a sheep's head while selling dog meat, just not having to repay the debt to Baron Bunière of the Sava Party would definitely make Osta, this money-lacking swindler, interested. Lumian could still occasionally recall the godfather's comment after learning about this matter:

A "Secret Prayer" could still be bullied by others - this was truly laughable.

As for other members, Lumian believed that some fools would actively come looking for him after hearing about his situation, even bringing other thugs along to work for him.

However, this matter was not urgent for Lumian for the time being. He still had to wait for his godfather to give the entire organization's revenue source before he could truly pull people over. Money reveals people's hearts - who would follow you without money?

But being temporarily unable to contact the godfather did make Lumian somewhat anxious.

Just then, another idea popped up in Lumian's mind, which was also a doubt Lumian hadn't asked before:

Did the godfather have his own messenger?

Ms. "Magician" and "Hera," the vice president of the Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society that sister Aurore had mentioned, both possessed their own messengers. Then... the godfather who knew Ms. "Magician" should also possess a messenger, right?

Hmm, and could I also summon "Hera's" messenger?

According to the mysticism knowledge I've learned, the first two lines of messenger summoning incantations are mostly similar. I could use the process of elimination to try them one by one. The only thing to consider is whether "Hera's" messenger would pose a threat to me.

This matter shouldn't be rushed. I'll wait until tonight when I formally hold the ritual again and ask the godfather before deciding what to do next...

Lumian thought while walking toward the place he had agreed to meet with Osta.

Just then, Lumian heard a familiar and calm voice ring in his ear:

"After holding the ritual, leave a message directly, and I will be able to hear your voice."

Now Lumian understood why he had received feedback from potion digestion just now.

...

"Divine person."

Nimrod's mouth twitched: "Even in my most destitute times, I never thought of the method of breaking one portion of food into four portions."

[Relax.] The Celestial Worthy comforted Nimrod:

[Even in my most destitute times, I never thought I would squeeze into one room with someone else.]

Nimrod glanced at the Celestial Worthy, while following Roger's pace to gradually contact matters related to the Thorn Gang, and replied:

"Stop talking nonsense. If you have free time, why don't you help me analyze the movements of the Outer God believers - this way we could save some time for both of us."

"I have to go back tonight, and Gehrman Sparrow's matter hasn't been dealt with yet. Now I still have to handle intelligence about those Outer God believers in Trier to prevent the Outer God from finding me. I really have a lot of things to do." Nimrod paused:

"The key is that I still have to handle the Black Scorpion Gang's affairs according to Roger's habits, and I have to guard against Lady Moon suddenly issuing orders..."

"Heh, before coming back next time, I still have to find a way to make the blessing left by Black Scorpion Roger into an Extraordinary item to prevent being unable to use 'Sorcerer' related abilities and thus having my identity exposed."

[But there's no way around this.] The Celestial Worthy said comfortably:

[I could help you decrypt and arrange things, but would you dare trust me? Wouldn't you still have to painstakingly decrypt everything again? Since that's the case, why should I help you?]

"Oh, I just can't stand seeing you so idle."

[Six.]

The Celestial Worthy said expressionlessly: [By the way, do you need me to give you a suggestion?]

"Wait a moment."

As time passed, Nimrod suddenly felt some prayer sounds rippling in his ears. He put down the pen in his hand, raised both hands, and slowly closed his eyes, making himself appear to be resting.

Lumian had already found a safe place and had just completed a "luck transfer ritual."

"Godfather, I have completed the task you assigned me, and I have also approached Osta Trul as Ms. 'Magician' said."

"Hmm, I met Mr. K."

"I followed what you said before and made a purchase request for the materials you need at the Extraordinary gathering. But strangely, Mr. K immediately said he possessed one of those materials!"

Nimrod's gaze suddenly became focused, and the corner of his mouth slightly curved upward.

As a divine envoy of the Aurora Order, Mr. K possessing a Sequence 5 material from the "Error" pathway wasn't something incredibly unbelievable.

After all, now that Amon (main body) was dead, Adam might retain some materials and then hand them over to the Aurora Order to recruit people.

But the problem was that this material belonged to Adam.

Lumian, who was being closely watched by Adam, had no reason to obtain the "Error" pathway's potion formula. Therefore, Adam having Mr. K sell this material to Lumian... was in some sense an expression of attitude.

Moreover, the suspicious points in this matter didn't stop there.

After all, even if a transaction was needed, Mr. K should also use a more hidden, simpler way to give it to Lumian.

Speaking up immediately without restraint could only mean that Adam heard Lumian's request and immediately issued a divine oracle, causing Mr. K to lose control of himself momentarily.

With the "Source Castle" and my own status as barriers, Adam's understanding of me is limited - he only knows there's something that looks very much like Amon who invested in Lumian... Is this showing goodwill toward me?

Nimrod pondered for a moment and continued listening to Lumian's message.

"In addition, I absorbed Osta Trul into the 'Enthusiasm' organization as my subordinate. Of course, he doesn't know about your existence - he only knows I'm a cadre of this organization. I plan to gradually develop my subordinates afterward, at least creating the most basic framework."

"So dear godfather, what method do you plan to use to replace what the original 'Thorn Gang' did in these territories? If you want to get this done, at least give me some funding, right?"

So he came to ask for money... Nimrod's mouth twitched slightly as he took out about 500 pounds in cash from his chest, preparing to give it to Lumian later as startup capital.

To say that he definitely couldn't immediately give Lumian a practical and feasible plan right now - he could only gradually control merchants through gangs step by step to form merchant associations, then extract a certain amount of funds from these merchant associations to reshape order.

Compared to squeezing oil from the bottom-level people, taking away some money from these merchants who engaged in plundering was obviously faster and more acceptable.

As for the problem of "the wool comes from the sheep" - rules naturally had to be established, but money wouldn't appear out of thin air. If they wanted to dump goods externally, the price would inevitably be paid by the people in the dumped areas.

But if they wanted to change the situation of the bottom level without paying any price at all, that would just be pure fantasy - perhaps only Adam could do it.

So Nimrod still had to give Lumian some funds now. Fortunately, Lumian could easily find places to exchange pounds in Trier, so he wouldn't have money he couldn't spend.

"Finally, I have another question: I suspect that 'Hera,' the vice president of the Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society, knows about situations related to my sister. I want to try summoning her messenger, but I don't know if it would be dangerous."

"Also, do you have a messenger? If you have a messenger, we could communicate directly through the messenger method."

A messenger - Nimrod had one in the Mystery timeline.

But in this timeline, the "Void Animation" might have been taken to use as Extraordinary characteristics for advancement. Where would he find a messenger for you?

After thinking for a few seconds, Nimrod placed his hand on the gray fog and gave his reply.

"I'll teach you a sacrifice and bestowal ritual. I'll give you some startup capital first."

"Afterward, the Thorn Gang will cooperate to drive some merchants to your area using various methods. At that time, I don't care what method you use - get these merchants to join us. Of course, it has to be reasonable. I'll write you a guide later."

"Heh, sometimes when our treatment is slightly better than other places, people will flock to us."

"Compared to other gangs, our biggest advantage is that there's only you as one cadre and me as one 'boss.' I don't need those useless waste in between who pocket money. The part we save can be used to improve local order."

"Regarding what you said about summoning 'Hera's' messenger, I think this is feasible. Also, in the Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society, an organization called 'April Fools' Day' is closely related to your sister's death. You can mention this to 'Hera' in your letter."

"By the way, I'm not a member of the Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society. I have no relationship with them."

After Nimrod finished all this, he waited for a while. Sure enough, a light door symbolizing the "bestowal ritual" lit up next to the Source Castle. He threw the pounds in his hand into it, and the door slowly extinguished.

...

The next day, Nimrod had just gotten up when he encountered a small gang leader looking for "Black Scorpion" Roger.

"Boss, we investigated yesterday. The one who shot Wilson and killed Margaret, taking away the 'Golden Chicken Inn,' is the same person - a country hick named Charles who just entered Trier not long ago."

"He declared in front of the police yesterday that he belongs to the 'Enthusiasm' organization and is a cadre in it! Boss, do you know about this organization? What should we do next?"

Nimrod looked up and deliberately showed a slightly stunned expression. This small leader also saw his boss show this kind of expression for the first time, and his expression immediately tightened.

"Enthusiasm organization..." Nimrod said methodically, "I've heard of it. It's an organization with extremely ruthless methods and a mysterious boss identity, but... it's unlikely to appear in Trier."

"So that Charles fellow made up the name of an organization from elsewhere?"

Nimrod saw some anger appear in the eyes of Black Scorpion Roger's subordinate and knew the opportunity was about right. He immediately snorted coldly:

"Use your brain, or would you rather go solve that Charles yourself?"

"According to my understanding, this gang called 'Enthusiasm' organization has great power in other places. Who can be sure this Charles isn't the vanguard of 'Enthusiasm'?"

"If this organization wants to extend its reach into Trier, I'm afraid we'd need to cooperate with the Sava Party to drive them out. Do you want to fight to the death with their cadres and then get us all caught in the Sava Party's net?"

His subordinate opened his mouth but couldn't speak for a moment, while Nimrod just chuckled:

"Moreover, as far as I know, this organization has at least several different departments - there's the boss's 'personal guard,' there's an 'assassination squad,' and there are ordinary members... Do you want to face all of them?"

"Go, go make trouble for the Sava Party, claiming Charles is someone they sent out. Hmph, this kind of thing can't be borne by just our side."

So said Nimrod, the boss of the "Enthusiasm" organization.

Chapter 17: What Is Real?

Mystery: I Jump Back and Forth Between Two Timelines - Half Moon Tiger 123 4556 characters, July 17, 2025 08:30

Deep night, crimson moonlight scattered down along the window's outline. Some black shadows seemed to grow from the window's shadow, gradually burying the entire room.

Nimrod, disguised as "Black Scorpion" Roger, lay peacefully on the bed, seemingly fallen into deep sleep.

But just then, a wind blade instantly descended, falling on "Black Scorpion" Roger on the bed!

The quilt and bed were torn and broken respectively. The "Roger" on the bed was also immediately cut in half at the waist, blood spraying toward both sides, instantly staining the bedsheets red.

Thus, the whole book ends.

A black figure slowly walked out from the shadows, quietly gazing at the scene before him.

Suddenly, the attacker wrapped entirely in a black robe moved his nose hidden under the hood, immediately flipped around alertly and rolled to the side.

The next instant, a sacred light struck down at the position where he had just stood, immediately illuminating the scene in the room clearly.

Nimrod, with Roger's appearance, stood to one side holding a scythe, with no wounds on his body. Opposite him, the attacker wrapped entirely in the black robe quickly stood up from the ground and launched an attack without saying a word, his body contracting as he leaped toward him.

Before the attacker arrived, Nimrod's spiritual intuition had already reacted:

He first created an illusion, then immediately left the bed's position, preparing to launch an attack at any time.

The only thing he hadn't expected was that this attacker distinguished in less than two seconds after completing the attack that he hadn't accomplished the kill but had fallen into an illusion, and timely dodged his subsequent attack.

"Wind Blessed"?

Nimrod's mind conjured the sequences corresponding to Extraordinary beings who could use "Wind Blade" abilities. He took out the crimson monocle from his chest and put it on his face.

He was just about to evade the attacker's direct assault, but the next moment a light suddenly flashed on the attacker's body, and his figure disappeared from the original spot!

"Flash!"

Nimrod felt a huge force coming from behind him. His body immediately twisted like a snake, crookedly avoiding this attack.

The next moment, he smoothly pressed his left hand on the ground, his wrist twisting like soft rubber, driving his body away from the original position.

This was the extraordinary flexibility provided by the "Dancer."

In this instant, several "Mental Misdirection" and "Mental Interference" attacks were plastered on the attacker who had just launched an attack and hadn't had time to recover his strength.

With these interfering Extraordinary abilities taking effect, the attacker's movements became sluggish for an instant. But just as Nimrod raised his scythe and slashed toward his head, light flashed weakly on the attacker again, and he immediately disappeared from the spot.

Another "Flash" - this was the terrifying mobility of the "Traveler."

After about 3 seconds, several wind blades flew toward Nimrod's position from all directions. But after the wind blades penetrated his body, they didn't splash blood - instead, they made this figure shatter piece by piece - the previous "Mental Misdirection" and "Mental Interference" were all to create the illusion at this moment.

Countless information flashed in Nimrod's eyes. Although the "Decryption Scholar's" abilities were single and lacked combat power, almost all the Extraordinary characteristics of the entire Sequence 7 were enhancing the "Decryption Scholar's" decryption abilities. He could directly find the enemy's location through analysis.

In this regard, the "Decryption Scholar's" abilities even approached those of "Spectator" and "Generalist" pathway Extraordinaries of the same sequence.

At this time, Nimrod had also confirmed the Extraordinary pathway of the attacker in front of him. Being able to simultaneously possess "Wind Blessed" and "Traveler" Extraordinary abilities meant either he was like himself, possessing various mid-sequence Extraordinary items, or he was...

"Shepherd."

Nimrod muttered, and the monocle on his eye socket immediately grew countless fine blood vessels toward the lens center. In an instant, the entire monocle was covered with dense crimson patterns.

A inexplicable anger immediately arose in the attacker's heart - he stopped the steps he had been preparing to retreat and hide, and inch by inch red material grew from his body, tearing apart the original black robe wrapping his body, transforming into a blood-red robe!

The "Shepherd's" "Flesh and Blood Robe"!

At this time, Nimrod keenly noticed that under the blood-red robe, the attacker wore a mask on his face and was dressed in formal attire.

Nimrod frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

He extended his right hand toward the attacker and suddenly turned it. Colorful lights immediately appeared on the attacker in his eyes, but the lights were too mixed to immediately distinguish which was the "Shepherd's" core ability "Grazing."

For a "Shepherd," as long as his "Grazing" ability was stripped away, he was very likely to directly fall into a semi-mad state due to the incompatibility between the souls he grazed and his own pathway, completely losing combat effectiveness.

But the attacker quickly reacted. He raised his hand, and the blood-red robe immediately stopped generating. Instead, charred skin appeared.

"Demonization"!

But the next moment, the demonization process was forcibly interrupted, and instead, demonic skin and patterns like those of demons appeared on Nimrod's body.

He immediately recalled the "Demon's" abilities in his mind, and a weapon that looked like both a long knife and a giant sword, composed of deep red magma and light blue flames, appeared in his hand.

Opposite him, the attacker's pupils hidden under the mask suddenly dilated. He seemed completely unprepared that the "Roger" in front of him would possess such abilities, never expecting he would be so familiar with "Demon" abilities!

The giant sword fell, and the attacker along with the formal attire on his body was split into upper and lower halves.

However, this couldn't cause fatal damage to a "Shepherd."

Those burned flesh and blood only hindered his movement for 3 to 5 seconds. Soon new flesh grew from the wound, like wriggling tentacles connecting the upper and lower bodies together.

The "Solar Scythe" in Nimrod's hand disappeared, replaced by a revolver. He took out several "Demon-hunting Bullets" with complex patterns from his pocket and quickly loaded them.

In situations where they hadn't reached demigod level, even "Shepherds" would be harmed by Extraordinary bullets with special effects. This kind of bullet could very effectively restrain their self-healing abilities, making it difficult for them to heal fatal injuries on their bodies.

Nimrod was very clear that this "Shepherd" in front of him was a member of the Aurora Order.

However, even though in the "Mystery timeline" he was a saint of the True Creator in the Aurora Order, Nimrod had no intention of holding back when facing the attacker.

He unhesitatingly raised the gun in his hand, aimed at the "Shepherd" who was still repairing his injuries, and quickly pulled the trigger.

Just then, this "Shepherd" suddenly raised his head, used his left hand like a knife to unhesitatingly cut off his own unhealed wound, and his entire upper body immediately disappeared from the room.

Watching the attacker "teleport" away, Nimrod stood in place for several tens of seconds before slowly exhaling.

He could indeed use the "Shadow Lantern" and the aura of the "Foul Spear Elder" on his body to forcibly keep this "Shepherd" and complete the kill. Even without using these trump cards, he could chase out and complete the pursuit. But there was no such necessity.

First, he was now playing "Black Scorpion" Roger - secrecy was the first priority.

Second, he could roughly guess the identity of this "Shepherd" - 99% it was Mr. K who had communicated with Lumian yesterday. As a high-level member of the Aurora Order, Nimrod was clearer than Mr. K himself about the Aurora Order's organizational structure.

In an Aurora Order diocese, there were at most only 1 to 2 divine envoy-level Extraordinaries.

"It seems because 'Black Scorpion' Roger suddenly disappeared from the script Adam wrote, Adam noticed something was wrong and had his divine envoy investigate..."

"I was exposed to Adam's sight from the beginning. Adam must be somewhat wary of me, something that's most likely the 'Celestial Worthy.'"

Nimrod thought about the reasons for his exposure while crouching down to check whether Mr. K's remaining lower body contained any valuable items:

"For Adam, the Celestial Worthy's resurrection in someone else's body isn't something very difficult to accept - it belongs to preparations for dealing with the worst-case scenario. After all, although the Celestial Worthy may not be willing to solve the Outer Gods, he would definitely be willing to solve God."

"As long as the Celestial Worthy is willing to help him solve the Outer Gods, for Adam, the Celestial Worthy could be his ally. As for Amon's life, that's secondary - Adam could sacrifice even himself."

"Considering that when I occupied Amon's body and came to Kordu Village, Grishia Adam noticed me, this guess is most likely correct."

Just then, Nimrod suddenly took out something from the pocket of Mr. K's remaining lower body. Upon seeing it, his gaze instantly froze:

It was a business card.

On the front of the business card was a simple line of words:

"KKK Personnel Department Director Mr. Trier."

...

Gray fog surged like a tide. For the first time, Nimrod felt astonishment beyond his expectations - why would this thing appear here?

This was something that shouldn't appear in this timeline. Had the timeline changed?

Nimrod suddenly sat up, looking at the familiar environment around him - the corner of his mouth twitched, his face and hair color immediately changed, returning to "Dionysus's" appearance.

While taking off his blood-stained clothes and throwing them into the "Source Castle," he subconsciously began thinking.

Nimrod walked to the desk, placed the blood-stained business card in front of him on the table, pulled open the drawer in front of him, and took out a brand new business card:

"AAA Personnel Department Director Mr. XXX."

Except for not having a code name after the director, this business card was identical to the one he had designed for Mr. A, definitely not his hallucination.

Since that was the case, the reasons for such business cards appearing in the [Future] narrowed down to a very small range.

Nimrod turned to look at the Celestial Worthy who was sitting aside pretending to leisurely drink tea, and slowly said:

"Celestial Worthy, do you have any clues?"

[Clues? What pig clues?]

The Celestial Worthy said lazily, blowing the tea leaves floating on the water surface in the cup:

[Probably something changed in the 'Source Castle' - but would you dare believe what I say?]

"I believe." Nimrod said calmly.

[Don't believe, don't believe, that's right. No one would believe an Old One representing deception... cough cough, wait, what did you say?]

The Celestial Worthy was just saying somewhat gloatingly, then seemed to choke on tea water, looking at Nimrod with suspicious eyes:

[Are you sure I would tell you my discovery?]

"The master is an expert at playing dumb." Nimrod leaned back, showing a smile on his face:

"According to your previous statement and my research, the 'Source Castle' now half belongs to you and half belongs to me. The current change is caused by our combined influence."

"I certainly don't understand the complete situation, but... if this change is really in a bad direction, if something really went wrong, then the worst result would be both of us dying together."

"Heh, I still have the chance to resurrect through my Extraordinary characteristics, but your will would be completely finished. After all, the future nine years from now has already [happened]."

"By then, I'll exile you to sit in prison inside Klein's body. After Klein consumes my characteristics, I'll still come find you. No, that won't be you then - it'll be another Old One will called 'Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun.'"

Nimrod quickly realized he had no need to be nervous at all, and what he said was word for word true - he never lied (?).

The Celestial Worthy was silent for a moment. In his entire existence, he had never thought anyone's survival ability could be more terrifying than his own - he himself was part of the original will, but... honestly speaking.

Wasn't another "original" will more terrifying than his?

This "original" from the outside world could also erase his mental imprint - this was true death. But even if his own original awakened, he couldn't count on it consciously erasing Nimrod's mental imprint.

The Celestial Worthy sighed and quickly chose to compromise:

[My guess is that the 'Source Castle' has begun to erode the other timeline you descended to.]

[First, you need to understand one thing.]

[Our world's timeline is linear. Our ability to exist eternally isn't retroactive from future to past, but rather the mental imprints of Old Ones never fade.]

[Simply put, 'Old Ones' are the most ancient beings of this universe, but not the kind of great existences from other worlds you told me about with 'once proven, eternally proven.']

The Celestial Worthy held up two middle fingers, forming two vertical parallel lines:

[Before you came here, the present and the future nine years later were continuous. After you arrived, the present and the future nine years later formed two parallel lines.]

[From your previous performance, you can jump back and forth between these two timelines, but this won't affect the future. On the contrary, future events are based on the premise that "you didn't come to this timeline."]

[I can tell you in more understandable terms:]

[Before this, I could confirm these two timelines were more similar to two worlds - completely separated, not affecting or interfering with each other.]

The Celestial Worthy gradually tilted his fingers, connecting them up and down.

[But now it's different.]

[Because the 'Error' you produced separated these two timelines that should have been continuous, but now they're reconnected - events that happened in the past will begin to affect the future.]

[However, as you can see: minor changes won't produce butterfly effects that cause the future to change drastically. They'll just gradually produce 'Errors,' causing some unreasonable things that never existed to appear in that future timeline.]

[After all, the authority corresponding to your status isn't 'Destiny' or 'Space-Time,' but 'Error.']

[Only the world you're in is real. This is also part of the characteristics of 'Destiny Anchor,' except this anchor isn't strong enough yet to anchor the entire timeline.]

[Or rather, this is 'Error.']

['Error' equivalent to the combination of the entire universe's three pillar statuses and authorities.]

[With this 'Error,' we are devouring a world.]

Chapter 18: Monster

Mystery: I Jump Back and Forth Between Two Timelines - Half Moon Tiger 123 4043 words July 18, 2025 08:30

["Hehe, but your current sequence is too low, you haven't even truly mastered the authority of this world."]

["This way it seems my previous guess was correct, you lost the authority that belonged to yourself, only retaining the position—but position is also the necessary 'key' for our initial advancement."]

The Celestial Worthy laughed once, saying in a sunny and cheerful manner:

["Don't you really consider devouring the extraordinary characteristics of these two pathways 'Fool' and 'Door'? Starting to devour bit by bit from now, the process of us regaining authority later will also be smoother."]

Nimrod shook his head: "Celestial Worthy, you are inducing me."

"The mythical creature forms of the three mystery pathways tend toward splitting, so, can I think of it this way:"

"Your spiritual imprint is similarly split and exists within the three pathways, when the three pathways gather at the same sequence, your spiritual imprint will have a strengthening tendency?"

[This is pure rumor.] The Celestial Worthy said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes: [Would I harm you?]

"But this isn't the content you're inducing me with, this point is very easy to see through."

Nimrod said to the Celestial Worthy, whose expression gradually became solemn.

"What you truly want to induce me with is:"

"[Only the world you're in is real, this is also part of the characteristics of the 'Fate Beacon', it's just that this beacon isn't strong enough now, not enough to anchor the entire timeline.]"

"Do you want me to devour the extraordinary characteristics of the three fate pathways so much?"

The Celestial Worthy was silent for a long while, though not making a sound his form began to gradually fade, but just then, Nimrod called out to Him:

"Don't rush, I didn't say I disagreed—but I have a question."

Hearing Nimrod's voice, the Celestial Worthy's figure became solid again at a visible speed:

[Speak.]

Nimrod said unhurriedly:

"From my personal understanding, Great Old Ones have three different origins."

"The first type is the most widespread Old Ones, Old Rulers born from the mating of the Original Creator and the Fallen Mother Goddess, also the most ordinary Old Ones."

"The second type is the three born by the Original Creator: Fallen Mother Goddess, Mother Tree of Desire, and Son of Chaos."

"Their birth represents the appearance of the rational world, the separation of the real world from the symbolic conceptual astral realm and spirit world."

"The last type is the 6 Great Old Ones directly split from the Original Creator."

"Eternal Darkness, Calamity of Destruction, Demon of Knowledge, Key of Light, you 'Lord of Mysteries' and your old opponent 'Original God'."

"So a very simple question:"

"God once accommodated the City of Calamity, you once accommodated the River of Eternal Darkness—the spirits of these two Old Ones were worn down by you and God to the point of needing to wait for long resurrection, so does the Key of Light that was never accommodated by you still contain the spirit of the Original Creator?"

"My guess is, the Key of Light contains the spirit of the Original Creator, while I obliterate the imprint within, Sefirah Castle can also gradually master the authority of 'Fate'—this is your purpose."

Without benefits or without fun, the Celestial Worthy definitely wouldn't do it.

Hearing Nimrod's words, the Celestial Worthy lightly tapped the table beside him with his finger:

[I don't deny your guess, and you ultimately also chose to agree to my proposal.]

[In the process of you accommodating the extraordinary characteristics of the Key of Light, the spiritual imprint of the Original Creator will be eroded bit by bit, thus becoming ownerless extraordinary characteristics.]

[Moreover, since you currently equal Sefirah Castle, your accommodation process equals Sefirah Castle's accommodation, by then I can also gain certain benefits from it.]

The corners of the mouth made of lines curved into an arc:

[Your understanding of the fate pathway isn't complete enough, three Old Ones with "fate" symbolism stacked together is the complete authority of fate.]

[Key of Light is the incarnation of fate, representing the chaos of fate; Goddess of Fate is the eldest daughter of the Fallen Mother Goddess. His birth represents this world's river of fate becoming orderly, beginning to flow.]

[And the Ring of Fate represents predetermined destiny, representing correction of chaotic fate, essentially a symbol born for the offspring of the Original Creator to continue the entire universe.]

[As for the reason for "inducing" you, hehe, you should have guessed it too. When you haven't yet involved the authority of fate, the Outer Gods will still consider you another side of me, but when you're devouring source essence, no, even just devouring uniqueness without losing control, my brothers and sisters and nephews will be anxious.]

[After all, only the "Original" is the exception, even Pillars will lose control of aggregation instinct after devouring excess characteristics.]

[Well, this time you can't blame me, it's not that I brought you so much hatred, but as an invader from outside the world, you yourself are equivalent to the Outer Gods' Outer God.]

[How the gods on Earth treat Outer Gods, the Outer Gods will treat you with the same attitude.]

After speaking, the Celestial Worthy's figure completely disappeared, leaving only Nimrod sitting alone at the table.

"No matter what, I must first prepare for temporarily being unable to obtain 'Dream Stealer' extraordinary characteristics, I can start preparing to obtain 'Fate' pathway extraordinary characteristics."

"Hmm... there's temporarily no way to obtain Goddess of Fate's blessing, but there is a stable way to obtain Ring of Fate's blessing: when Lumian completely digests the 'Assassin' potion and the extraordinary characteristics in his body reach equilibrium, I can start extracting Sequence 8 level fate blessing."

"The only problem is, there's still an Amon in Lumian's body now, I need to find a way to secretly trip up the Amon who's quietly gnawing on the big pineapple, otherwise when He comes out the first one He'll hit is me."

"'Monster' extraordinary characteristics only need to find someone to collect, having a position equivalent to the Original Creator, no need to worry about whether fate will avoid me, this is enough to solve most problems of collecting 'Fate' pathway extraordinary characteristics..."

"I can consider finding subsequent fate revelations through Ademisaul, this process must be concealed, before I have self-protection ability, I can't let Ouroboros and Will realize I'm also gradually devouring this pathway."

"During this time, collecting extraordinary characteristics and digesting potions is what I'm preparing to do..."

...

In the following two weeks, Nimrod lived a rare relatively stable life, on one hand he didn't actively seek extraordinary events, on the other hand after disguising as a wealthy merchant and Black Scorpion Roger, he seemed to have also escaped from the whirlpool of the entire matter, there was no longer any trace of Adam around his life.

In the Ring timeline, he had Lumian go find Mr. K to trade for a bottle of "Fallen Breath", now only missing a "Dream Eater Mouse" from the complete Sequence 5 potion.

At the same time, he also collected "Monster" pathway extraordinary materials and formula through the Tarot Club's channels.

After Adam and the Goddess of Night's gaze moved away from him, Nimrod only felt life was exceptionally comfortable and refreshing.

In the Kingdom of Ruen, such a country where middle and upper class interpersonal communication was extremely frequent, as a wealthy merchant who was gradually rising and a new noble who might reclaim his title, if the identity "Dionysus" disappeared even for just one day without reason, it would attract others' attention and discussion.

Therefore, using the excuse of going out for travel, Nimrod deliberately changed his appearance and came to a basement he had long selected.

Of course, Nimrod's excuse to the Aurora Order was that he needed to change identity to familiarize himself with the East District's terrain, not needing others to accompany him.

In this hidden basement, Nimrod took out extraordinary materials piece by piece from his briefcase, easily preparing a "Monster" potion.

Nimrod slowly shook this potion, then raised his head and swallowed it down.

After taking this potion, Nimrod didn't have any special feelings, only felt his spirituality increased somewhat, vaguely gaining some perception of future "fate".

Besides the main enhancement brought by the "Monster" sequence, other enhancements weren't too obvious for him as a Sequence 6 Beyonder, but having perception of "fate" was already magical enough.

Just after taking this potion, Nimrod felt the digestion degree of this potion was quite high—even to the degree of nearly complete digestion.

Perhaps for fate, Nimrod with abnormal position was already a "monster" himself.

Regarding the matter of killing Qilingos that "The Hanged Man" Alger requested was gradually taking shape. "Justice" Audrey had submitted intelligence more than once at the Tarot Club, basically able to lock down the area where Qilingos had been recently active:

The general location was not far from the Backlund Bridge area, including both sides of the Tassock River in the West District and Chorwood District.

Nimrod simply tidied up his things, put on the "Smiling" mask beside him, made his appearance ordinary, and after completing his disguise walked out of the basement.

On one hand he wanted to familiarize himself with Backlund's terrain as he had done before, on the other hand he wanted to try whether there would be some different changes in himself after taking the "Monster" potion.

Before this he specifically asked Ademisaul, inquiring about Ademisaul's feelings after becoming a "Monster".

Ademisaul felt that after becoming a true "Monster" the biggest change was only having certain foresight of relatively major future fate—the rest was a certain degree of not-too-great good luck. This was a conclusion compared with surrounding people.

Nimrod after taking the "Monster" potion similarly had hazy premonitions, but overall the sensitivity of premonitions wasn't too high, could only serve as assistance to his own intuition, far from reaching the degree of predicting the future.

After wandering around for a while, Nimrod had already walked out of the East District, basically figuring out the structure of this part of the East District.

Now he prepared to change direction and enter the suburbs, then meet with Mr. A who was responsible for reception, then disguise again as Dionysus Freed to return to Backlund, completely completing this disguise operation.

After walking for about 30 minutes, just when Nimrod came to the side of Mr. A who had prepared early, he suddenly saw a bright light flash in the distance, vaguely forming the shape of a light door.

He frowned slightly, saying in a low voice to Mr. A:

"Go look over there."

At the same time, he quickly removed the outer clothing used for disguise, his face and body shape also began to change differently.

After putting on a set of valuable clothing, no one could guess that the current "Mr. Freed" was still a somewhat down-and-out commoner just seconds ago.

Mr. A silently nodded, patted the shoulder of the "Hermit" in front of him, the "Hermit" immediately drove the carriage, rapidly driving forward.

...

"First notify Miss Audrey, then call the police!... How would I act rashly? The gap between us and Qilingos is like Disi Bay."

Xio laughed dryly twice at Forsi, but quickly changed expression again:

"Forsi, did you hear sounds?"

Forsi's expression changed: "It can't be Qilingos catching up, right? No, this is impossible, even if he's capable he can't directly chase across such a far distance, if he had such ability, why would he need to infiltrate Backlund?"

If Qilingos could still directly "teleport" over, would he need to hide? He could directly complete what he wanted to do on the sea!

Forsi carefully listened for a while, breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's not Qilingos, I hear it's the sound of a carriage, should just be someone happening to pass by here..."

But just then the carriage sound stopped abruptly, a sound of footsteps came from not far away, this made Forsi's heart jump to her throat again.

It can't really be Qilingos, right?

Forsi held Xio with one hand, gripped the bracelet with only two beads left with the other hand, slowly took a deep breath, preparing to immediately teleport away the instant she saw danger.

As the footsteps got closer, both became more frightened, but soon, Forsi made a sound of surprise, making Xio somewhat nervous and somewhat annoyed as she poked Forsi's waist with her elbow:

"Forsi!"

"Don't worry, don't worry." Forsi slowly raised her head, a somewhat stiff smile appearing on her face:

"Uh, Director..."

She recognized this person!

For Forsi, this was another level of fear.

Two weeks ago, Forsi through the introduction of a familiar editor reached a long-term contract with Freed Company.

Although Forsi originally wanted to refuse heavy work, they gave too much.

And the person in front of her with demonic appearance, beautiful to the point of being closer to female, who she couldn't even recognize the gender when first meeting... in these two weeks would punctually come to urge manuscripts every time approaching deadline.

"Miss Forsi?"

Mr. A glanced at the two nervous people, saying straightforwardly:

"I just saw a flash of light here, you're a Beyonder?"

Chapter 19: Forsi

Mystery: I Jump Back and Forth Between Two Timelines - Half Moon Tiger 123 4100 words July 19, 2025 08:30

Such words were lying for Mr. A.

For the always straightforward Mr. A, pretending not to recognize this woman who had appeared at his extraordinary gathering had already cost enough effort, after all whenever Nimrod recalled Mr. A's appearance when assassinating the ambassador years ago, he would sigh at Mr. A's honesty and the Aurora Order's poor funding.

However, straightforwardness had its advantages. After hearing Mr. A's words, Forsi's expression immediately froze on her face. She opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

Forsi's thoughts raced in her mind, immediately laughing dryly:

"You misunderstood, I was just with my friend..."

Before Forsi finished speaking, Mr. A's gaze shifted over again, saying coldly:

"I saw the door opened by a 'Traveler'. But you don't seem to be a 'Traveler'... you possess corresponding extraordinary items?"

What is a "Traveler"? Forsi's forehead immediately broke out in cold sweat.

Just then, Nimrod sighed, smiling at Forsi:

"Miss Wall, Backlund has been quite unsafe recently, I don't recommend you come to such places—rest assured, my friend is also a Beyonder, we won't report your matter to the churches."

Compared to this gentleman, Mr. Dionysus's answer was simply angelic!

Hearing Mr. Dionysus's words, Forsi relaxed slightly, just about to organize her language to speak, but then heard Mr. A beside her say ominously:

"Miss Forsi, if I remember correctly, your manuscript this week..."

Why do you bring up the pot that doesn't boil? Forsi's expression stiffened again, even more than before:

"This, I'll submit it as soon as possible..."

"Tomorrow is the deadline."

After saying this, Mr. A nodded silently, seeming to only be making routine inquiry, completely not caring about Forsi's subsequent reaction.

And Nimrod swept Forsi and Xio with his gaze, showing a smile:

"Need us to give you a ride? It's still some distance from the city area."

Forsi was about to agree, but Xio beside her grabbed her wrist, shook her head, quite politely saying to the two:

"No need, Mr. Dionysus. We still have things to do, won't delay your time."

Nimrod gazed at Xio with gentle eyes for two seconds, didn't say anything more, only nodded slowly, sitting back on his carriage.

After the carriage drove away, Forsi scratched her head, somewhat puzzled saying to Xio:

"Why didn't you let them give us a ride? I feel, I feel this unknown director who's always urging my manuscripts is quite a strong Beyonder..."

Now I finally know why this gentleman can punctually knock on my door through wind and rain!

"Can he be stronger than Qilingos?"

Xio took a deep breath, saying to Forsi:

"Don't forget, Qilingos has already killed Darkholm. Although Darkholm was a villain, but..."

Xio stopped here. Forsi also understood Xio's meaning, speechless for a moment, but ultimately said nothing, only sighed:

"We should quickly tell Miss Audrey about this, then go report to the police."

"Also, I didn't expect to meet acquaintances here..."

...

"This should be caused by the Law of Beyonder Convergence..."

Nimrod touched his chin, roughly guessing why he suddenly saw the teleported Forsi.

The influence of high position still had advantages and disadvantages. Although under the benefits brought by high position the disadvantages could basically be ignored, the "Law of Beyonder Convergence" was the most obvious double-edged sword.

When Forsi used her bracelet to open the "Traveler's Door", Nimrod happened to be near the cemetery. Probably, maybe, Forsi was directly converged over by the "Sefirah Castle" on him.

After all "Beyonder Convergence" was everywhere, and the higher the sequence the more likely it was to occur, this also created the dark forest among high-sequence Beyonders.

Although nothing happened this time, next time encountering other Beyonders of similar sequences, maybe they or They would also be converged to his side first, this was something Nimrod couldn't control.

Thinking of this, Nimrod immediately went through which high-sequence mystery pathway Beyonders were in Backlund.

The good news was the "Door" pathway was basically extinct now, the only famous demigod had quite a relationship with him—yes, it was Botis the Sage of Secrets; while the "Error" pathway demigod he only remembered there was a mouse demigod parasitizing on Hazel, and that mouse demigod was also being kept as feed by Amon.

—Of course, in Nimrod's original preparation this mouse demigod was also one of his advancement options.

And the "Diviner" pathway basically had no high sequences currently stationed in Backlund. So, the only thing needing guard against was Amon who didn't know when or where would appear beside him.

To deal with Amon, Nimrod's disguise must be done well, when necessary he could even directly reveal this body's original appearance to try deceiving Amon's avatar.

From this point alone, Nimrod felt he must thank the "Lord of Storms". As long as Adam and Amon the two brothers didn't cooperate, once their true bodies appeared in Backlund, the Lord of Storms would immediately descend, which was good news for the current Nimrod.

Returning to his villa in Queens District, Nimrod looked out from the carriage window and saw a servant already respectfully waiting at his door, negotiating with a "Hermit" disguised as a "butler" in the villa.

Seeing the carriage, this noble's servant immediately turned around, taking out a well-preserved envelope from his chest, handing it to Nimrod:

"Mr. Dionysus, this is what my master asked me to deliver to you."

Nimrod saw the envelope and nodded lightly, after receiving it returned to his house.

In the past two weeks, Nimrod showed his quite intended to reclaim his title, contacting many barons and even viscounts.

Plus the recommendation letters Audrey previously gave those writers, some nobles with low titles or declining families thought this Mr. Freed had some relationship with the Hall family, so actively connected with Nimrod.

In the Kingdom of Ruen, a baron's title cost about 1 million pounds total. With corresponding land and sufficient donations, one could be ennobled as baron by the king.

Coincidentally in these two weeks, Freed Company had already shown its strong commercial strength, the company's assets were rapidly expanding, and several investments led by Nimrod were gradually showing quite promising economic benefits.

Various factors combined, the identity Dionysus could probably soon become a baron of the kingdom.

Of course, besides disguising identity, Nimrod chose to spend so much money on this also had a very important reason:

Considering the war the Kingdom of Ruen would encounter later, title and land were indispensable.

Title was a foundation for openly cooperating with the Church of the Goddess of Night. With church protectors around, once identity exposure occurred he could use the reason of "being deceived by evil god cults" to muddle through.

And land could establish a huge refuge for Aurora Order believers and members.

And money? Let other greedy nobles temporarily safeguard it for him.

As the saying goes, neighbors hoard grain I hoard guns, neighbors are my granary. Nimrod was planning exactly this.

Therefore, although Ruen nobles valued bloodline and those pretentious etiquette, seeing a former noble who once possessed title now about to return to Backlund, and predictably able to occupy considerable power and money, some more acute nobles also bet part of their property and connections on Dionysus.

Even without "betting", nobles were willing to give "Dionysus" a little goodwill, such as some support, such as... an invitation to Duke Negan's banquet.

Nimrod had his own considerations regarding Duke Negan.

Although Duke Negan was high in position and power, the one wanting to kill him was Adam, plus he originally had no intention to save him, so Nimrod only prepared to use this opportunity to let Mr. A kill Qilingos to earn reward. Whether Duke Negan lived was completely not something he needed to consider.

The reason Nimrod actively took on the task regarding Qilingos had two reasons.

First was the simple money factor.

As mentioned before, aside from the expanding, regulated company assets, Aurora Order's current funding chain wasn't so abundant.

Friends who've opened companies know, most of the time company funds can't be converted to personally usable funds, so as Aurora Order's high-level, obtaining money aside from company channels was also important for Nimrod.

Qilingos's bounty was about 10,000 pounds. Although Nimrod couldn't claim it, as the party proposing the reward, our "Hanged Man" Alger necessarily needed to pay this reward to Nimrod.

Plus Audrey was also there. Although Nimrod didn't plan to alert the Storm Church, he also prepared to cooperate with Audrey.

He could have Audrey get stuck before Qilingos acted to inform Duke Negan of this through her father, thus eliminating the chance of meeting the "Storm Church"—anyway the "Psalm of God" didn't make it in the end either. This way he could also obtain part of the funds through Audrey's channels.

Second, was Klein's signature weapon "Creeping Hunger".

Nimrod had coveted this for a long time. Although he already had enough extraordinary items, even if not used, giving it to Klein as a favor later would be good.

—After all during this time Klein had been helping him search for traces of "Dream Eater Mouse". Although this couldn't match the value of a Sequence 5 level extraordinary item, Klein was always grateful and was his only friend in this world, naturally couldn't shortchange him.

Moreover, taking ten thousand steps back, even purely from the benefit perspective, Klein's every bit of small gratitude toward him would ultimately become assistance for him finally taking away "Sefirah Castle". Maybe Klein would thank him after discovering the price of becoming god.

All the things that should be prepared were prepared, now just wait for Duke Negan's banquet to begin... Nimrod's eyes flickered slightly. Walking in the corridor he turned to casually say to Mr. A beside him:

"There's news about Qilingos."

Mr. A's gaze suddenly froze: "Where is he?"

"September 5th, at Duke Negan's banquet, Qilingos will appear and prepare to assassinate Duke Negan at the banquet."

Nimrod said calmly: "I'll attend the banquet then. Qilingos's assassination at the banquet won't succeed, and you—I'll arrange for you to wait on his necessary path. The cleanup work will be left to you then."

"This matter involves both the Lord's glory and our future development, so there absolutely cannot be any mistakes."

Mr. A's gaze immediately became solemn. He nodded, indicating he understood Nimrod's meaning, only his eyes still had some thought, as if there were words stuck in his throat.

Nimrod added: "This time you can announce this matter is Aurora Order's responsibility, the company will work on public opinion guidance."

"Of course, this can't be done openly by the company. Those public opinions pointing to Aurora Order are just made by some journalists and editors bought by Aurora Order. Can you understand?"

Mr. A's gaze immediately became fervent, like seeing approaching glory.

"I'm willing to sacrifice myself for the Lord!"

His tone also became quite fervent, seeming somewhat unable to bear the waiting time for the next two days.

...

"Sacrifice and bestowal ritual... Phew, what Mr. Azik said doesn't differ much from what Nimrod told me, just Nimrod is obviously more reckless..."

"Phew, Mr. Azik also told me he now has some understanding of his background, has some memories, hopes to go out with me later."

"Time's about right, I'll write to Mr. Azik after the Tarot meeting."

After reading the letter from Azik Eggers who had arrived in Backlund, Klein rubbed his temples, somewhat wearily creating a "Spirit Wall".

Gray mist gushed out, he once again sat upright on the throne.

Klein waved his hand, and Nimrod's figure appeared beside him. He was thinking about opening a conversation with Nimrod about whether to throw out some information at the Tarot meeting when he heard Nimrod say in a gentle tone:

"Old Zhou, I found Qilingos's location."

"Found it?" Klein was immediately surprised: "Uh, are you planning to share this with 'The Hanged Man' today? Or..."

"Ah, of course not planning to. This is paid intelligence." Nimrod said naturally:

"He can wait to pay up."