Ince Zangwell clutched his hand in a contorted expression as grotesque clumps of flesh grew from his arm. His aged face was contorted with terror. The flesh didn't seem like a "mutation," but rather like new extensions directly "unfolding" on his arm. Yet, this flesh was a structure completely unlike anything a human would possess; this utterly illogical structure was forcibly and twistedly fitted onto Ince Zangwell's arm.
0-0-8 frantically scribbled on the table, the pen tip even carving into the wood. Even an ordinary person could see the fear and madness in this top-tier sealed artifact. But as soon as it wrote line after line, the writing was erased by the "table" itself. Disorderly growing planks of wood "spread" wildly across the table until the entire table grew into a gigantic, maddening geometric shape. Ince Zangwill gritted his teeth and severed his mutated arm.
As the arm hit the ground, the anomalies surrounding Ince Zangwill gradually subsided. He clutched his severed arm in a panic, gasping for breath. Ince Zangwill quickly shook his still-dizzy head and picked up the sealed artifact 0-0-8 from the ground. He gripped the pen and tried to write a few words. Only after discovering that the pen could still function did he feel relieved, but a shadow of unease was etched into his heart.
Unseen by Ince Zangwill, a pair of cold, somewhat dull eyes silently watched him. Ince Zangwill looked up at the sky and saw the crimson moon hanging high, with wisps of clouds drifting in the wind, allowing the scarlet moonlight to once again bathe the earth. He clenched his only remaining right hand and let out a roar like that of a wild beast.
Those who hindered his plans, the Night Watch squads in this city, they all had to die!
"How foolish."
Gao Wei chuckled, straightened his clothes, and stood in front of the mirror, carefully examining himself for any inappropriate adornments. The original owner of this body was a merchant from Backlund, and also a descendant of the hidden Abraham family. It was precisely because of these identities that he had been invited to Viscount Grelint's banquet the young viscount was ambitious and wanted to expand his network. Unlike some nobles who, for the sake of appearances, refused entry to those of lesser status.
He considered the people who would be at the banquet, a wicked smile creeping across his lips. He first made a solemn gesture, pinning on the coat of arms of the Abraham family. Then, he took a monocle from his pocket, briefly cleaned it by smearing it with his own dirt, and then put it over his right eye.
"Mr. A, it seems you really absorbed that book." Wei Gao sat on the sofa, watching Mr. A nervously tidying his appearance, and said in a joking tone. Mr. A's face was serious, and his tone carried a hint of determination: "I'm ready!"
"Don't make attending a banquet seem like you're sacrificing yourself for a cause..." Wei Gao silently muttered to himself, trying to comfort Mr. A: "Just like when you organized the Extraordinary Gathering before... Yes, that's it, act a little lazy I designed your identity as a singer, and your Extraordinary ability as a Sequence Eight 'Healer,' since the lowest Sequence you've ever herded is this one, right? Hmm, you'll come in with me, and you can just call me 'Mr. Abraham'..."
The two sat in a carriage, with a "secret messenger" from the Aurora Society temporarily acting as the driver and servant. Wei Gao was still somewhat uneasy and gave Mr. A a few instructions to ensure that Mr. A's actions would not arouse suspicion. However, Wei Gao still had a basic understanding of Mr. A's logic, after all, he was the A-chan who could disguise herself as a girl and assassinate the ambassador in the future. He was just worried that Mr. A would be too nervous in front of him.
It's definitely not that he couldn't guess Mr. A's thought process now that the true creator has regained consciousness.
"Greetings, Viscount Grelint." Gavi looked at Grelint calmly. Grelint paused for a moment, but immediately understood when he saw the badge on Gavi's chest. He remembered someone in the Backlund noble circle who never attended parties and loved to travel. Some nobles would invite this guy to their gatherings, so he'd tried inviting him too, though the guy hadn't shown up before. His name seemed to be…
"My name is Wei Gao Abraham. I received the invitation you sent to my home a few days ago. I apologize for neglecting your invitation, as I have been traveling and searching for inspiration." Wei Gao gestured for Mr. A to take a painting covered with a cloth from the carriage and said to Viscount Grynt, "Viscount Grynt, this is a painting I created while traveling in Dixi Bay. Please accept it."
Mr. A lifted the cloth, revealing a beautiful landscape painting. The painting was incredibly lifelike, especially the shimmering starry sky reflected on the water's surface. Grynt's eyes lit up. Resisting the impolite act of accepting the gift directly, he gestured for his servant to take the painting and bring it into the banquet hall to display to the guests. He smiled and nodded, saying to Gaudi, "Thank you for your gift; this painting is truly a work of art."
"I'm glad you like it." Wei Gao said with a smile in his eyes. He watched a magnificent carriage drive towards them, then pretended not to see it and led Mr. A into the luxurious villa in Grynt. Seeing the people chatting in twos and threes around them, Wei Gao gestured for Mr. A to go and talk to the others, while he himself walked to the dining table and casually chose two tempting cream cakes.
As Wei Gao was leaving, he stopped in surprise to look at a beautiful lady wearing a beige, high-necked dress with ruffles and brown hair cascading over her shoulders. She was the future "Magician," but was still an "apprentice," Fors Wall.
"An extraordinary being?" Wei Gaoi asked in a low voice, in a tone only the two of them could hear. Hearing this, Fors stiffened slightly, glancing at Wei Gao casually. Before Fors could say anything, Wei Gao placed his plate aside, extended his hand, and said to Fors with a gentle smile:
"Wei Gao Abraham".
"Fors Wall." Fors shook hands politely with Wei Gao, gave a slight bow, and indicated that she was about to leave. Wei Gao didn't mind, watched Fors's departing figure, picked up his plate, and began to eat the cake in front of him.
Hmm, it tastes good, it brings pleasure to my human body. It's a pity the true creator can't eat it no, this is still a bit boring, I need to think of a way to get Him to scold me. The higher-dimensional observer deliberately showed the true creator a close-up of the cream cake in His hand, which caused the true creator to curse Him several times in a row He suddenly felt that the body of this Outer God might really contain the soul of an ancient human otherwise, why would He act so obnoxiously?
Sometimes people are worse than dogs.
Gauvi turned to look towards the entrance, where many minor nobles were rushing towards it like hunters chasing after treasure. Surrounded by Viscount Grelint, the host of the banquet, the young lady only shone brighter Miss Audrey Hall, "the most beautiful jewel of Backlund." Gauvi admitted that she was indeed beautiful, beautiful enough to be the heroine of the most intricate story: her eyes held both girlish clarity and unfathomable depth, her childlike innocence coexisting with a uniquely feminine allure.
Audrey gazed at the painting displayed in the center of the banquet, captivated by its beauty. Grelint, standing beside Audrey, smiled at her, and she gasped in surprise, seemingly marveling at the artwork's beauty. Viscount Grelint also stood proudly before the painting, as if showing off the gift he had received.
"This painting is truly beautiful! Viscount Grelint, look at the colors in this painting, they are so harmonious, and the atmosphere it depicts is so serene… This must be Dixi Bay? Look at the ocean in this painting, it almost seems to be flowing… This must be the work of a great artist, you are truly lucky to have acquired such a piece."
Audrey Hall couldn't contain her admiration for the painting, showering it with praise. However, after her emotions cooled slightly, thanks to the keen observation of a viewer, Audrey quickly noticed a subtle unease. She frowned and asked Grylint:
"Viscount Grelint..."
"Why is the moon in this painting white?"