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Chapter 690: Miracle

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A stream upon stream of pure, tangled information surged from the void, rapidly reconstituting Lei Kedun's figure.

He gave Bei Erna Dai a light nod, then stepped forward two paces, extended his right hand, gathered phantom knowledge, and made this knowledge solidify swiftly, coalescing into drop after drop of bright red blood, the crimson bearing either pure, violent, or icy aura.

Lei Kedun manipulated the blood, quickly drawing in midair the symbol given by Mr. Men.

A pale blue radiance erupted from nothing, weaving rapidly around, outlining a phantom gate covered with mysterious patterns and sigils.

On the other side of the gate, a dimly lit tomb built from numerous similarly sized stones emerged.

"The objective is to destroy the tomb; no extra actions are needed."

He gave a brief briefing, and Lei Kedun's figure once again faded, breaking into stream after stream of information, rushing and vanishing on this side.

Bei Erna Dai stared calmly at the opened passage before her; two seconds later, her body faded, likewise breaking into streams of information that surged into the tomb.

Inside the tomb, Bei Erna Dai's figure rapidly reassembled amid the data flood and appeared; she reached out with her right hand into the void, grasped, and a silver‑white sheet printed with a golden strange word came into her hand.

Luo Sai Er separated the "Hand of Order" trait from his mechanical doll, handing the pale death to Bei Erna Dai for use.

Almost as Bei Erna Dai appeared, the pre‑prepared ritual beneath the tomb spontaneously began, emitting slightly deep light that coalesced in the dim air into a silhouette.

He had a slightly square face, black hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and a rather solemn expression.

This face was familiar to all Luen people, for it appears on the front of the ten‑pound banknote and stands in many places such as Memorial Square.

He is Luen's founder, the first king, Wei Lian Ao Gu Si Du Yi Shi, more precisely He, a Sequence One angel! Bei Erna Dai's expression did not change; around her, pink petals fell in layers, space warped oddly, and she tried to create a hard‑to‑penetrate barrier isolating this founder of Luen briefly.

Meanwhile, Lei Kedun had arrived at Ahuowa County, nodded to Pu La Ke Ai Ges and the "Iron‑Blood Knight" Te Li Si, who had reverted to a man, then skillfully opened the secret tomb entrance and again transformed into an information‑flow form before departing.

By the Ta Suo Ke River outside Beckland, Ke Lai En had already arrived near the predetermined tomb location to wait.

Soon, a light composed of countless tangled information streams rose from the void, its illusory shape and terrifyingly massive data flood quickly coalescing into Lei Kedun's figure.

He did not look at Ke Lai En, seized the moment, directly used the information to condense the extraordinary blood of the Twenty‑Two Paths, then drew in the air the symbol given by Mr. Men.

Thanks to the speed after information‑ization, the opening times of the three tombs did not differ much.

In the blink of an eye, the blood‑colored symbol expanded into a translucent phantom gate; through it one could faintly see a massive tomb piled from black stones.

Glancing back at Ke Lai En behind him, Lei Kedun adeptly faded this historical projection body, breaking it into stream after stream of knowledge, and, relying on the projection's peculiarity, flowed into the historical mist.

Ke Lai En, seeing this, made no extra move, reached into the void, and a dark‑eyed, simply‑robed, bark‑belted, long‑haired, barefoot A Li An Na appeared before him.

The Sequence Two "Hidden Servant's" gaze flickered lively, and fresh vitality sprouted on his body.

Ke Lai En gave the ascetic leader a light nod; no words were needed, both sides had already communicated about the current situation.

His hand kept moving, grasped again, and soon an identical figure appeared before him—it was Ke Lai En from a dozen seconds earlier.

After summoning his own historical projection, Ke Lai En slipped into the historical mist, letting his existence in this time segment vanish from reality, awakening his consciousness and self within the projection.

In the "Ancient Scholar" stage, only three historical projections can coexist, including himself; the quota is now full.

Ke Lai En turned his head toward A Li An Na's projection and calmly said, "Let's go in."

A Li An Na lightly nodded, and simultaneously shifted both her and Ke Lai En's historical projection into hidden mode.

Inside the secret tomb used for the Black Emperor ritual, hidden‑mode Ke Lai En took from his chest a bronze‑colored square talisman.

It was a high‑grade talisman he had previously requested from A Zi Ke, considering his limited capacity for simultaneous projections; after activation it can unleash a strike from the "Death Governor."

"Death!"

As an ancient Guhemis word was chanted, the bronze talisman on his hand cracked inch by inch, burning into pale flame.

These flames expanded rapidly, forming a phantom feathered serpent that covered the entire tomb's sky. In the whistling, cold wind, the massive serpent opened its mouth, spewing pale flame that could blanket the whole tomb.

Even a single strike from A Zi Ke preserved by the talisman wields such power; if He acted personally, unimaginable—truly the offspring of the Death God, former governor of the Bairang Empire.

While Ke Lai En pondered, deeper lights flickered from the tomb below, oddly blocking the surging pale flames, halting their advance by the slightest margin.

These lights quickly gathered into a cluster, jointly forming the figure of a slightly arrogant old man.

He had black hair threaded with many silver strands, little facial hair, a solemn expression, and an imposing aura.

He, who should not be "He", is the former Duke of South‑Weir of the Luen Kingdom, a Sequence Two "Balancer", De Lin Ke Ao Gu Si Du.

The moment this Balancer manifested, the hidden‑mode A Li An Na's figure also became prominent; the concealment he imposed on himself was broken.

A Li An Na hesitated not, drew from the darkness behind her a bone sword etched with strange patterns, a blade that combined the powers of sleep and fear! As the sword swung, surrounding darkness surged wildly like a tide, engulfing De Lin Ke Ao Gu Si Du.

In this process, anything touched and drowned by the darkness vanished silently, destroyed.

While A Li An Na's strike drew the Luen royal "Balancer's" attention, Ke Lai En silently released his hold on his historical projection, disappearing within the tomb.

Beyond the tomb, Ke Lai En and Lei Kedun's figures emerged simultaneously from the historical fissure, sharing a smile.

Without many words, Lei Kedun placed a hand on Ke Lai En's shoulder, helping him convert back to an information flood, then sped toward the downstream tomb of Ta Suo Ke River.

By the time Lei Kedun opened this tomb's great gate, Ke Lai En had already summoned A Zi Ke's historical projection from the temporal aperture.

Wearing a silk top hat, a black tuxedo, bronze‑toned skin, and cold, sharp eyes, A Zi Ke, after a brief daze, revived; he prayed to the "Hidden Sage" for concealment, awakening his consciousness on this historical projection.

A Zi Ke scanned the surroundings, then fixed his gaze on Ke Lai En and said calmly, "I am temporarily residing in the Underworld; if you use that item you mentioned to open a gate linking to the Underworld, I can manifest my true form here and take you away."

"Much obliged, Mr. Az."

Ke Lai En gave A Zi Ke a light nod, then turned to Lei Kedun and said:

"A Zi Ke's and my historical projections will go in first; you follow a step later. After we restrain the angels guarding this place, you can directly destroy the tomb; they won't have time to stop you."

With three historical projections at full capacity, Ke Lai En followed A Zi Ke's projection into the tomb.

The moment they passed through the phantom gate, the original tomb twisted, becoming a towering black cathedral with a spire!

The cathedral's doors stood open, revealing variously dressed people inside: men in suspenders, gentlemen in formal attire, ladies adorned with lace flowers, pirates, workers, postmen—every one suspended in midair, motionless.

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~"

A lone black crow circled the cathedral's spire, emitting a mournful, heart‑pounding cry.

"Charatu!" When Ke Lai En whispered the name, he had already lost control of his secret doll; he watched his secret doll lifted by unseen force, hanging with the corpses atop the spire.

At that moment, the spire's crow, Ke Lai En's former secret doll, and the hanging corpses swayed in the wind, each voice uttering in perfect unison:

"I have found you!"

Beyond the phantom gate to the tomb, Lei Kedun watched the briefly warped, then normalizing phantom door, sighed.

Zhalatu seized the timing perfectly; he didn't even have time to respond before the miracle was already completed.

"Zhalatu can't sit still anymore; I don't know how much longer A Meng will watch the show?"

While sighing, Leikdun turned his head toward the direction of Beikelande City Square; just now over there in the city square he had seen many A Meng avatars, and he somewhat suspected that A Meng's true form had come to Beikelande again.

(End of chapter)

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