The Lost Book of Chaos: How to Divide the World (The Secret Wars of Angels 1) Read Free

out. “Watch out, he might do something funny.”
    “It's all right,” Fielle reassured the guard. “You're making the patient uncomfortable, it might be a good idea if you move a small distance away.” The guard grunted in disgust, but followed as ordered, then shifted his attention elsewhere.
    Good move, Judas thought, though he knew Fielle had not realized what she had done, and the opportunity it had created for him. Judas did not need to do anything, he just needed a way to talk to Fielle.
    “Do you believe there are secrets hidden from the world?” Judas began in a low voice.
    Fielle's eyes widened. “You're able to speak more clearly now!”
    Judas signalled for Fielle to also lower her voice. Fielle nodded, understanding.
    “You're hands are also steady,” Fielle said, a look of excitement in her eyes.
    “There is something they are injecting in me that takes away my consciousness and leaves my mind useless,” Judas explained. “But it seems my body is getting used to it, and I am able to resist its effects. We must not let them know, or they will increase the dose.”
    Fielle's posture was stiff.
    “It's all right,” Judas said, “I won't do anything that will put you in danger. All I ask is that you listen to my story and that you send my message.”
    “Message?” Fielle asked.
    “It is a simple message,” Judas answered. “I will tell you how to send it and where to send it.”
    “But this is so sudden,” Fielle said, “I thought you were ill of the mind, and now you're talking to me like an ordinary person!”
    “Listen,” Judas said, “because we are running out of time. The world is in danger from many directions: The Ouroboros, The Angels, The Serpent Prophets, The Slayers. You will not believe me, so it's safer if you assume I am lying.”
    “The angels?” Fielle asked, confused. “The prophets? The au-ra-bo—”
    “Send my people a message,” Judas said, “there is nothing to lose. If I am lying, nothing will happen anyway.”
    Fielle sighed. “I will hear your message first, and I will decide if it's all right to send.”
    “Fair enough,” Judas said. “The message is this: The Betrayer Is Here.”
    “That's it?” Fielle asked, suddenly a look of doubt crossed her eyes. She took a quick glimpse in the direction of the guards, but they seemed to be interested in something else, not knowing the drug they injected in Judas was no longer potent.
    “That's it,” Judas said. “Then send them the coordinates of this place.”
    “And how do I send them this message?” Fielle said. “And who is 'them'? Who do I send this to?”
    Judas explained the place where he buried a sword. After explaining, he asked Fielle to repeat his words.
    “When you find the sword, you will know that what I say is true,” Judas said. “Everything will become clear, and all your questions will be answered.”
    One of the guards approached.
    “You... know,” Judas said, pretending to stammer, “I led... generals... to great... battlefields... once. But I... have to... buy... more time.” Judas pretended to be frustrated at his inability to talk straight.
    The guard continued listening in.
    “The snake... the snake bites its own tail,” Judas said. “That is the Ouroboros. The world... The world destroys... itself. Humans destroy ourselves. Angels destroy... themselves. The Ouroboros.”
    Fielle turned and gave the guard a hard stare, at which the guard just shrugged. Satisfied, the guard nodded to himself before returning to his post.
    With the guard gone, Judas continued. “The sword is old, rusty, and is broken,” Judas explained. “But when you see it, you will know everything I say is true. When you touch it, the truth will all be revealed to you. The key is this... Your blood will become my blood, and my blood will become your blood.”
    “Judas,” Fielle said, “wait, I am not even sure if I know you. After all this time, I never really knew you. I always thought you