Above the Gray Fog, within the ancient palace, there was a dead silence.
Klein Moretti sat upright, cautiously observing the mysterious "Lovers" at the head of the long table
Sir.
Just now, Senior Nairn was still listening to his report on the Nighthawks' follow-up actions with a relaxed, amused expression.
But when he mentioned that the Monster's corpse had ultimately vanished and only the aftermath of the battle remained at the scene, Mr. The Lovers's aura changed instantly.
"What did you say?"
Above the Gray Fog, within the ancient palace, the atmosphere froze for a moment.
Nairn slammed his palm heavily onto the mottled long table with a muffled "thud," causing the entire space to tremble slightly.
He stared fixedly at Klein opposite him, his tone full of uncontrollable anger.
"What do you mean you didn't get that shell? It was empty at the time?"
Nairn's voice carried a hint of uncontrollable anger; this emotion was clearly transmitted to Klein through the identity of "Lovers," making him instinctively feel a surge of palpitation.
It was the first time he had seen this omnipotent and always calm Senior Nairn show such obvious emotional fluctuations.
Klein shifted his seat nervously and described cautiously, "Yes, Senior. We—uh, I mean the Nighthawk team, arrived at the scene after the battle had ended. There was nothing in the alley except for some residual Beyonder traces. It was very clean, as if it had been swept."
As he spoke, he secretly observed Mr. The Lovers's reaction.
This senior seems to be in a bad mood today.
"Captain Dunn said the situation there had exceeded our handling capacity, as if the aftermath had been 'cleaned up' by the church higher-ups or some other big figure."
He cautiously described the scene at the time, trying to make Nairn understand the situation. After finishing, he couldn't help but add a sentence, with a hint of sincere admiration and a trace of lingering fear.
"But then again, Mr. The Lovers, you are truly amazing—in a scene like that, just the residual aura made the Old Grandfather inside Leonard's body so scared he couldn't even speak clearly. Did you finally—did you take down that Lunatic from the Aurora Order?"
Klein continued to ramble on, completely unaware that Nairn opposite him had fallen into deep thought, his brain operating at an unimaginable speed.
Taken down?
I didn't just take it down; I even drained that thing's essence dry!
But the problem is, the "shell" left after being drained—has disappeared!
Who was it?
Who took the remains?
Who has the ability, the motive, and could silently take away that "work" right under the Nighthawks' noses?
Official teams? Impossible. With that level of residual pollution, it's impossible for the Nighthawks not to hear any rumors.
What did Klein just say? The Aurora Order?
Wait—the Aurora Order?
A thought flashed through Nairn's mind like lightning.
Hainas!
It's Hainas Vansant!
It could only be him!
Now he's actually not wanted and has freedom of movement.
With his status as a zealot of the "True Creator," after sensing the divine aura distorted by the "Chaos Theater" and the thick pollution of the Mother Goddess remaining on that shell, what would his reaction be?
Is there even a need to think? He must have treated it as the perfect vessel for the "Holy Son," a Holy Relic bestowed by the deity, and carried it back!
What does he want to do with this thing?
Combining the rich aura of the "Mother Tree of Desire" and "Mother Goddess of Depravity" on those remains, that intense concept of "procreation," as well as Amon's own intricate mystical Connections with the "True Creator"—
A zealot, obtaining a "Sacred Relic" containing divinity, mixed with the Authority of life, and having a mystical Connection with his own master—
What would he do?
The answer is almost unique.
Divine Descent!
It can only be Divine Descent!
Nairn's train of thought instantly cleared.
Those Lunatics of the Aurora Order were already constantly trying to make the "True Creator" descend all over the world.
The reason why Ince Zangwill didn't look for core members of the Aurora Order before to execute the plan and insisted on indirectly controlling Lanevus was for two reasons.
On one hand, Lanevus indeed had more brains than those Lunatics who only knew how to shout slogans, making him more suitable for lurking and causing trouble;
On the other hand, it was also because the Aurora Order itself is a large organization, and as an outsider, he couldn't easily control the progress of the entire plan.
So—
After going in a big circle, because of his own intervention, Lanevus was disabled ahead of time, and the lead on Megose was also cut.
As a result, the birth of the "Son of God" has actually returned to its "proper" track once again?
In fact, this time the "vessel" is far more "perfect" than the slowly polluted Megose in the original story!
That shell itself carried Amon's power remnants and outer god pollution; the starting point was ridiculously high!
This is no longer a small-scale evil god ritual; this is simply packaging the prepared altar and sacrifices together and delivering them to the True Creator's mouth!
Who could do all this?
Who could, after he left, precisely guide Hainas to appear at the right time and place to take away that "perfect vessel"?
Ince Zangwill?
The corner of Nairn's mouth twitched.
Heh, with his subpar screenwriting skills? Could his logic of "shooting the arrow first and then drawing the target" execute a plan so seamlessly? He's almost unable to control 0-08.
Then, who else could it be?
Who could, after he, the biggest "variable," appeared, still calmly return all the derailed chess pieces to the board, even using him as a variable to push the script toward a more "perfect" ending—
There is only one possibility.
The uncrowned king of the Spectator Pathway, the King of Angels, who wields the "Fantasy" Authority—
Adam!
Nairn's thoughts suddenly opened up.
Except for Him.
Who has the ability, the motive, and this terrifying layout ability to weave all coincidences into "inevitability"?
He instantly connected everything that had happened these days—from Amon's avatar inexplicably coming to Tingen City because of an "Anti-Fraud Foundation," to his conflict with Amon, and finally the birth and disappearance of that "perfect vessel"—
His previous guess that "Adam would definitely change the script" is no longer a guess; it's an ironclad fact!
It was Adam!
Even the fact that the remains were taken by Hainas could have been "arranged" by Adam! It was so plain that he didn't even bother to act, directly sending the props into the actors' hands.
This arrangement is just too obvious!