Chapter 880: The Silent One

After hearing Sherlock Moriarty's plan, Sharron didn't say anything

apart from nod her head once in agreement.

Klein immediately took out a steel-gray metal mask and wore it, only

revealing his eyes and nostrils.

Similarly, Sharron and Maric wore similar masks as well.

However, they had different reasons for the disguise. For the Wraith and

Zombie, it was solely to prevent themselves from being recognized by the

Loen military; thus, curtailing their ability to be active in Backlund.

As for a Faceless, the act of wearing a mask hid his pathway's trait of

being able to change appearances. It was a form of misdirection for the

Loen military's and Rose School of Thought's subsequent investigations.

After all, they would follow normal logic. Since your face was fake to

begin with, why would you do the unnecessary act of wearing a mask?

After waiting for a while, a dull whistle sounded as a ship cruised into

the port in the darkness.

Klein returned to the vent, raised the telescope, and cast his gaze at

the heavily guarded harbor.

He soon saw a hybrid sailboat with a chimney slowing down as it docked.

Meanwhile, two squads of soldiers in red tops and white pants ran over

in an orderly fashion with rifles in hand before standing on two sides

of a path.

Before long, a gangway was lowered, and people from the ship began

alighting.

First were sailors carrying wooden crates. Following that, it was a

young man dressed in a major's uniform. He held a small casket made of

crystal with a heavy expression. Surrounding him were several members of

the ship's crew.

The crew were holding lanterns, illuminating the casket from various

angles; thus, accentuating what was inside.

In it was a human skull without any flesh and blood left. It had a

strange luster swirling under the light!

The group of people moved at a rather slow speed, as though they were

constantly taking note of the angles of illumination to not leave any

dark spots.

After they got off the ship, they followed the path to the nearest cargo

rail where a steam locomotive was waiting there like a giant serpent. In

the cabin behind, a man in a black formal suit walked out.

He was carrying a huge iron bucket, and diagonally above, one could see

that it contained layers of ice blocks.

For a second, Klein nearly imagined that there was a bottle of wine

inside the ice blocks, just like how alcohol was presented amongst high

society and high-end restaurants. However, he soon saw what was embedded

in the ice.

It was a hand made purely out of gold!

Unlike the group of people, the man carrying the bucket moved very

quickly. Beads of perspiration kept dripping from his forehead as the

contact between his palms and the metal surface produced mist.

He seemed to be worried that the ice would completely melt before he

arrived at his destination.

*The military managed to plunder quite a number of Sealed Artifacts at

the Star Highlands, Paz Valley, and Haagenti Plains...* Klein

sighed poignantly as he patiently waited for Tutanssess II's sarcophagus

to appear.

Another ten plus minutes passed when, situated in the distance, Klein,

Sharron, and Maric heard heavy footsteps.

It was like a giant walking over a hollow deck.

Right on the heels of that, the cabin's side door opened. Four "knights"

in black full-body armor carried a golden sarcophagus as they slowly

walked out. Their footsteps clinked and clanked, reverberating.

The sarcophagus's surface was engraved with symbols like strange birds,

serpents, feathers, and masks. It appeared ancient and mysterious, with

the rich flair of an ancient Highlands Kingdom. It was none other than

the Tutanssess II mummy's resting bed!

Sounds of metallic chains grinding against each other sounded as a

pitch-black metal capstan slowly rotated, lowering the steel cables and

hook down. People began securing them against the corners of Tutanssess

II's sarcophagus.

Then, a complicated gear system began operating as the heavy sarcophagus

was hung up, moving towards a topless carriage outside the harbor.

The four black, full-bodied-armored "knights" had the pressure on them

relieved as they sat on the deck, letting out heavy panting.

Amidst the panting, one of the "knights" suddenly grunted.

In a crevice of his armor, dark red blood streamed out in increasing

amounts. Towards the end, tiny black armored worms began crawling out of

it.

Thud!

The "knight" fell backward, his helmet falling off, revealing mangled

flesh and a head whose eye sockets were empty. Countless black armored

worms crawled out.

*A hex... Tutanssess II's mummy is a manifestation of hexes itself...

Even when wearing armor with augmented blessings, it's unable to

completely avoid being cursed...* Klein sighed silently as he

cast his gaze to the golden sarcophagus which was being slowly lowered

onto the carriage.

The carriage outside the harbor didn't have any horses. Standing around

the carriage were four "knights" in the same outfits as the ones before.

With the sarcophagus landing, they approached the carriage in

preparation to pull it.

At this moment, the wheels of the carriage suddenly begun spinning as it

maintained its balance and began moving towards the side.

At that moment, it seemed to come to life!

Klein's mind tensed up as his gaze turned intense.

Pa! Pa! Pa! The wheels spun rapidly, slamming into the rocks,

logs, and steps on an irregular path. The carriage without any horses

dragged the golden sarcophagus as it moved towards an empty spot of the

harbor.

This scene looked like a scene as described in a horror story.

Close to the harbor, a steel monster with a chimney, cannon, and machine

gun turned around as a deep voice was heard from the inside without any

obstacles.

"Possession is prohibited here."

Just as this was said, the carriage which was moving by itself lost its

drive. After drawing out two long tracks, it steadily came to a halt.

At the same time, a figure wearing a white robe with golden threads was

outlined in midair. He had pale-yellow curled hair, with his eye sockets

clearly recessed. His face was thin to the bone.

This was a middle-aged man with mixed heritage from the Southern and

Northern Continent. His brown eyes had irrepressible maleficence and

madness. His rather thick lips were pierced with dense, patterned golden

nails that sealed his mouth. He exuded a sinister and terrifying

feeling.

According to Sharron's and Maric's description of the characteristics

and portrait, Klein instantly recognized him to be an important member

of the Rose School of Thought, one of the leaders of the Highland's

rebel army, Mahmosi, who had the nickname, The Silent One.

Just as Mahmosi appeared, he cast his gaze to the steel monster that had

issued the command. He completely ignored the Tutanssess II sarcophagus

that was staying put diagonally beneath him.

His previous attempt was apparently to determine the location of the

Loen military's demigod!

In a snap, Mahmosi raised his right hand and pulled at the corner of his

mouth.

The golden nails that pierced through his lips shot out like bullets as

they no longer sealed his mouth.

Following that, Mahmosi opened his mouth.

Klein didn't hear any sound, nor did he see any light. He discovered the

gigantic steam chariot seemed to warp like it was melting. In a blink of

an eye, it had transformed into a goat.

A goat with glazed eyes and messy wool!

With a spurting sound, blood spewed out of the goat's abdomen as a blob

of flesh rolled out. Embedded in it was a white glove and a golden mask.

A beam suddenly shot out from the flesh, cleaving through all the chaos

and evilness. The squirming flesh and blood began forming a humanoid

figure, returning to its original appearance.

It was a black-haired, golden-eyed man with a mask.

At this moment, Mahmosi raised his palm, causing all the guns and

cannons that were aiming at him to rise into the sky as they shot into

the air.

Then, he took out a cloth doll.

The doll seemed to be made of old cloth. There were obvious stains and

specks of blood. Its eyes had been dug out, leaving two empty holes.

The moment it saw light, its face began transforming. Its target of

reference was none other than the demigod from the Loen military. Its

eye sockets were aimed straight at the man in the golden mask!

When the Loen military's demigod saw this, he immediately made the ring

on his right hand emit a crystalline beam of light as he vanished from

his spot, phasing to the back of Mahmosi.

However, the doll's transformation didn't stop at all.

Meanwhile, to the side of Tutanssess II's sarcophagus, the space around

it warped as a translucent mouth spanning more than ten meters was

outlined.

The mouth suddenly opened and sucked in, creating a terrifying gale that

swept up the sarcophagus and the carriage together.

It was suspected to be a spirit world creature!

It was about to devour the Tutanssess II mummy's sarcophagus!

Suddenly, the bullets and cannonballs that shot into the air turned

brilliant as they gathered together, transforming into a grand sea of

light that inundated everything.

Klein felt a stabbing pain in his eyes, and even though he closed them

in time, tears still flowed down.

Two seconds later, he opened his eyes again and saw the spirit world

creature that was only a gigantic mouth had disappeared. Tutanssess II's

golden sarcophagus remained sitting silently on the other carriage.

Mahmosi's figure had blinked away to the other end of the harbor thanks

to a metallic surface. The dirty doll in his hand had been restored to

its original form while the masked golden-eyed man did a short-distance

teleport as he engaged in tight pursuit.

And the spot where the two were originally standing, a female figure in

a black evening gown appeared. She too was wearing a golden mask, and on

her head was a crown folded from thorns.

On the crown, pure light quickly swirled, amassing an "ocean"; however,

it was in a dim state.

At this moment, Klein saw a hand---a hand wearing a black glove.

It was hidden in the shadows, reaching out as it grabbed at the

sarcophagus where Tutanssess II's mummy was stored.

The sarcophagus suddenly vanished, appearing right in front of the palm!

The Rose School of Thought hadn't sent one demigod, but two.

Furthermore, they brought with them a Sealed Artifact from the Marauder

pathway!

Upon seeing this, Klein immediately turned his head and shouted to

Maric, "Run!"

Maric had been awaiting his orders, so he leaped up the moment he heard

that, rushing out of the warehouse as he dashed fervently out of the

harbor.

Klein immediately turned around and yelled out to Sharron, "Begin!"

Sharron didn't hesitate as well. Holding the iron cigar case, she flew

towards the lighthouse. As a Wraith, the walls and obstacles along the

way were nonexistent.

The commotion she and Maric created had probably been detected, but as

it was far from the harbor and far from the battlefield, no one paid

attention or bothered.

Klein quickly retracted his gaze, extended his left hand, and aimed his

palm at the ventilation hole---right where Tutanssess II's golden

sarcophagus was.

In less than a second, a blurry book materialized before him as an

ethereal, distant chant sounded in his ears:

"I came, I saw, I record."

The pages flipped before landing on one page.

Hurricane!

This was a demigod-level Beyonder power that had a wide area of effect!