589 sowing Discords (1/2)

For an instant, Klein imagined that Tracy would directly attack him, as her face was already flushing red with anger. Her blue eyes had turned dark like the surface of a sea before an impending storm.

But eventually, Tracy didn't act rashly. She looked towards Katarina Pelle and awaited the decision of the Demoness of Unaging.

She knew very well that, although Sequence 5 and Sequence 4 were just separated by one level, there was a qualitative difference between them. There was no way to bridge the gap with one's battle skills or execution. One was a normal human with special powers, while the other was already a demigod, a legendary creature possessing godhood.

Furthermore, the two present were clearly not Sequence 4. Placed before them, Tracy felt like she was a Low-Sequence Beyonder.

Katarina Pelle didn't seem furious. She looked at Klein, who wore the face of Qilangos, and chuckled as her eyes moved across him.

”What an interesting lad. If not for Mr. Death Consul being here, I might've not revealed the upheavals within my heart and have an unexpected encounter with you which would lead into having a pure and romantic story with you.”

No, you don't want to... This sounds really terrifying... Klein didn't dare look at her as he continued looking at Tracy.

Seeing no response from Azik Eggers, Katarina retracted her gaze and said to Tracy with her melodious voice, ”Embrace the afflicted pain; this might be something beneficial for you.”

She then looked towards Azik.

”I remember that batch of documents. It records the various attempts used by the Balam royalty to revive Death, but unfortunately, they seemed to fail miserably. Towards the end, they seemed to consider creating an artificial Death.

”Are you still interested?”

An artificial Death? How can Death be artificial? Apart from the Uniqueness and Beyonder characteristics, how can there be other methods? It's not like it's something you can find on the street... Was the former Balam Empire and the present Numinous Episcopate all crazy? Klein mumbled silently and didn't interrupt the conversation between the demigods.

Azik pondered for two seconds before asking, ”What price do I need to pay?”

Katarina smiled youthfully.

”No, there's no need.

”I thought it over. Helping you regain your memories and find your past in order to become the Death Consul from before should be a rather interesting matter. This can bring more changes and fun to this world.”

Those words sound like a rebellious teenage girl... A Demoness of Unaging not only doesn't age in body but in mind as well? Klein felt it somewhat impossible to grasp her thought process.

Perhaps only a Sequence 6 or 5, or even Sequence 4 of the Spectator pathway can tell? he subconsciously guessed.

Azik nodded and extended his right hand. A piece of paper and a fountain pen in the room automatically flew over as though invisible spirits were at his service.

After scribbling, he threw the paper over.

”You can summon my messenger.”

So there's only one copper whistle... For it to remain effective for more than a thousand years, that copper whistle is definitely no simple item... Klein instinctively wished to reach out to touch Azik's copper whistle inside his pocket, but he held back.

Katarina caught the piece of paper and scanned it before pursing her lips into a smile.

”I thought you would've directly told me where in the Underworld.”

She looked up as her blue eyes effused an indescribable warmth as she smiled faintly.

”I still remember how Mr. Death Consul from before was such a powerful but cold man. He left a deep impression on me.

”I'm also curious as to why you would become so soft.”

Azik held his fist to his mouth and shook his head with a bitter smile.

”I'm immortal, but that doesn't mean I don't age. Once a person ages, they will often become placid.”

”No.” Katarina's eyes flickered deep down as she said without concealing anything, ”I look forward to the day you recover all your memories. I wish to see how you would evaluate the present you.”

Upon saying that, she curled her lips slightly and winked at Klein.

”Perhaps we will release an existence more evil than a devil.”

... This is her trying to sow discord, right... Klein muttered inwardly, but he couldn't help but recall the Pale Disaster recorded in many historical books and Church tomes. It had caused a large number of casualties and had turned the Northern Continent into a living hell. And this disaster was mainly led by Death and the Primordial Demoness, with Death's entourage and the Demoness Sect from the Southern Continent. In this entire matter, Mr. Azik, who was known as Death Consul, definitely played a rather important role...

Azik fell silent for a few seconds as he grabbed Klein's shoulder and pulled him into the spirit world and traversed it. Instantly, there was only Demoness of Unaging Katarina Pelle and Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy left in the Black Death's captain's cabin.

The latter looked at the spot where the two had disappeared, and after taking a while to calm herself, she clenched her teeth and said, ”HI never forget this matter!”

Katarina resumed her pure demeanor and smiled faintly.

”Feel the afflicted pain. The more pain you feel, the more you will realize how weak you are. When the pain reaches a threshold, the desire to change yourself will reach a certain intensity, allowing you to withstand the potion and obtain godhood during the ritual to become a demigod...”

When Tracy heard this, she suddenly thought of something. Her expression froze as she blurted out, ”Helene was able to escape the Black Death because of...”

Katarina smiled mildly.

”You are my youngest child, but you are the one who's most promising at becoming a demigod. As a mother, I will naturally want to help you.”