Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 291 The Chorus of Death

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"... how many church members and innocent people died in the pursuit of Ince Zangwill and the recovery of 0-08?"

"...How pitiful, you stupid, righteous people, how sad it would be if they knew that their tragedy was God's acquiescence from the beginning!"

Leonard gritted his teeth and ran all the way with Daly on his back, not daring to look at the scene behind him.

"...0-08 is an important item that a high-sequence Extraordinary needs. Your Evernight Goddess has cooperated with her before, so as a reward, you will give 0-08 to this high-sequence powerhouse."

The oncoming wind hit his face, and a chilling breath rose from his back. Just a breath of breath made Leonard's knees go limp and he fell to the ground, his hands and feet convulsed involuntarily.

Leonard groped with difficulty to prop up his upper body, and put Daly, who had fallen to the ground, back on his back.

He knew that his hands and legs were shaking violently, fear and more complex emotions captured his mind.But he had to take Ms. Daly and the captain out of here. He bit his lip hard, making the pain forcefully drive away those emotions.

"Do you hate me, or do you hate the existence of 'kneading human life at will'?"

what i hate is...

Leonard stood up tremblingly, helped Daly on his back, discarded all distracting thoughts, and said silently in his heart: Run, run, run!

But even so, his teeth were still chattering, and tears flowed unconsciously.

run, run, run.Keep running away.

"Run!"

When the crowd reappeared around him, Leonard yelled at them: "Run! Don't stand here!!"

But the passers-by around didn't listen to his shout, they looked more curiously at this ragged, scarred young man who was carrying an unconscious woman on his back.Leonard didn't have time to do more, so he could only continue running forward unwillingly and angrily.

He didn't dare to slow down, his spiritual perception made him feel cold all over, as if a sharp knife was on the back of his neck.

There was a huge explosion sound from behind, and the surrounding crowd discussed strangely, and then screams erupted out of extreme fear one after another, blood-red sea water poured into the city, and countless people were swallowed up without a word , as if directly melted inside.

run!run!run!
The instinct for survival and the idea of ​​"we must take them out of here" occupied Leonard's brain. He wished he could instantly become an eight-legged monster like Ince Zangwill, capable of speeds that the naked eye could not capture run.

"Captain Soest!"

"Your Excellency Elijah!!"

He shouted the names of his companions and saints loudly, but the "Eye of the Goddess" is not here, and Soest may have given up approaching the dangerous street garden after discussing with other people in the church, and chose to evacuate the crowd or other methods .

The breath of madness and death followed, and Leonard watched with his own eyes the people who couldn't dodge being swallowed by the sea of ​​blood, and the screams and cries were always fleeting.

He felt that he was also gradually losing strength. He felt that there seemed to be an angry voice roaring in his heart, but now his ears were constantly ringing due to the dual exhaustion of spirituality and physical strength, and he couldn't hear what the voice was roaring at all.

With the last of his strength, Leonard poured his spirituality into "creeping hunger", and rushed into the door that suddenly opened in front of him.

boom!
Leonard lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground. Fortunately, the lawn was soft and still had the warmth of the sun.

He chose the coordinates in an abandoned garden on the outskirts of Backlund. This place is inaccessible and in disrepair. No one will notice that a red glove suddenly appeared in the capital from the coast hundreds of kilometers away.

He put Daly away, and then smashed to the ground.

At this moment, his brain finally resumed functioning again. He thought of the priest who picked up 0-08 who could no longer remember his face, Klein who was suddenly taken away by the shadow, and his childhood when he clicked in the middle of the orphanage. The mother who gently told the children the fairy tales in "Apocalypse of the Dark Night" with an oil lamp, remembered those oaths, those companions, those who expressed their gratitude to themselves, those crying helplessly, those who were crying again and again. Others sacrificed in dangerous missions...

Deals, sacrifices, undercover, acquiescence.

I hate...

Leonard shielded his eyes with his arms, tears streaming down his cheeks.

……

The True Creator closed his eyes, and his expression became serious:
"Klein, close your eyes, don't listen or look."

Klein nodded. He closed his eyes and closed his hearing. The viscous shadows around him surged up like a curtain of water, hiding him in another world.

The true Creator saw Klein's figure disappear into the shadows, his eyes turned slightly, a gust of extremely cold wind came in from the window, and a gray-white figure appeared in His eyes.

The figure smiled: "It's great, we just met again with a new look after only a few hours of absence. The changes of elusive possibilities are always so fascinating."

Judging from the number of words, Outer God is indeed in a relatively joyful mood now, leaning toward Edward's character, or it may be a disguise brought about by the devil's path. He is even more difficult to deal with than before... The true Creator is in his heart Tsk With a loud voice, he said bluntly:

"Give me the uniqueness and sequence one of 'Visionary'."

"No. Adam joined forces with the night to attack me and tried to take away my Extraordinary characteristics. I will not let him go."

The Declining King shook his head, his tone still brisk: "Of course, I know that an alliance maintained by power and interests can only become closer when both sides gain something... Dear ally, you want to get something else what?"

The real creator narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was neither disappointed nor surprised by this answer.

It is certain not to give, as long as I can get the "visionary", I can immediately use the uniqueness of my fantasy to infinitely approach my heyday, and the Outer God has a high probability of knowing some of the mysteries.

Adam's arrangement is really a stroke of genius.

He really doubted whether he was polluted by the outer gods, so he didn't use his body to see him, which made a fatal mistake.

The real creator was neither sad nor happy, blocked all his emotional expressions, and then slowly raised a finger.

"Eternal Blazing Sun."

He said calmly: "You also know that 'create everything, omniscience' is my most important direction, 'idealist' is of great significance to me, and it is by no means comparable to a sun. So, take His three shares Sequence One and Uniqueness are completely and normally handed over to me."

Outer God just thought about it. He knows that goodwill and equal power can better promote cooperation, and he is not surprised by this request:

"My pleasure."

The speaking style and tone also changed... The True Creator immediately said, "Besides, I have a new deal to discuss with you: I want you to give me a blessing, a normal blessing."

The Declining King paused for a second:
"I need to give you an explanation, ally, my curse is a blessing. You can treat the latter as a side effect of the former. How can you use the side effect alone? It depends on you."

The true Creator speaks:
"I will seek your help under certain conditions, and you will choose the most suitable curse and power."

The Outer God became interested when he heard the words:
"Oh, as you asked? I'm glad you're willing to trust me like that, but what the hell are you going to do?"

"It depends on whether you have the guts to get involved."

The corners of the real Creator's mouth raised slightly, and it was the first time that he reached out his hand actively in the transaction with the foreign god:
"—The Declining King, do you dare to participate in the return of 'God'?"

"I want to make a deal with you, and use my complete trust in you in exchange for your wholehearted help. I'm going to try to control the Chaos Sea, and invite you to be a witness and assistant—you also have the authority of 'recording', right? It must be a great gift.”

The moment these words fell, the expression and movements of the Declined King stopped at the same time.

His imitated human face was finally fixed on a smile waiting for the real creator to make a request. After a short period of sluggishness, the smile gradually expanded, changing from surprise to ecstasy, from ecstasy to more obscure and intense emotions——and then , His slightly pale face had black cracks from the corner of his mouth, joy made him temporarily forget to maintain a human appearance, revealing all kinds of mysterious and complex information symbols under the skin that cannot be seen directly.

"Is this how you broke the game?"

The king of decay stretched out his hands, pinched the sides of his hideous and terrifying cheeks, and temporarily smoothed out those dark cracks and escaping spirituality. His eyes that did not have visual functions were fixed on the real Creator. His voice resounded, almost is laughing:
"Amazing, I never thought I would have such an honor! I can't say no, I can't say no!"

The next moment, Outer God suddenly stopped laughing in an extremely strange way, and restored the calmness of the past:

"But you haven't finished your sentence yet, have you?"

The real creator smiled, and his expression slowly became serious again: "...The previous deal between me and you will officially start after this incident is over. I allow you to go to the Eastern Continent. In exchange, give me the 'Witch of Despair'. Also, keep Intis's people as much as possible."

"..."

The King of Decay slowly put down the hand that was pinching his cheeks, his expression was a little subtle - after a brief loss of control, his micromanagement level returned to normal: "I can't understand you, ally. You have awareness and courage yourself , but still have to protect the mysterious successor."

"Tianzun will not be grateful to you."

"What's the point of this? Even if you return to the original, you will still retain your love for believers and humans, and they will still be safe."

"How long can you keep me away, one month, or two months? You shouldn't expect such a short period of time, even for short-lived species like humans, one or two months is not worth mentioning, How far can he do it? Can he become what you want?"

Hearing this, the corners of the closed mouth of the True Creator lifted slightly, and he sighed from the bottom of his heart without any emotional hostility or defense.

"This is a bet, and it is the way I will go after all."

"I hope that I love people because I am a person, not because people are my followers."

"Klein—Of course, I protect him and look forward to him because he owns Sefirah Castle. If I succeed, he doesn't need to sacrifice for it. But even if he doesn't, he is also a person who is protected by me."

"The love of one's own race?"

The ruined king rested his chin and also sighed:

"I can understand this answer, and I have seen too many creatures like you, but I am just a bystander, and I don't feel the same way."

After that, he turned his eyes to the window covered by the curtains, and his tone became relaxed and cheerful again: "Then I'm leaving, and I will bring back Intis and Eternal Blazing Sun as presents. I like your answer, I like it." All the human natures in you, even selfishness, are so dazzling because of your awareness and courage... I even want to give you a hug, but our relationship doesn't seem to be that good?"

The Declining King smiled lowly, waved his hand, and disappeared from the room, as if no one had ever been here before.

……

Not long after He left, the True Creator looked away again and clicked his tongue:
"The departure path of 'Mother of Heaven' is under my observation, hold on to your parish, and I will give you some help."

"You should know what you should do, and you should have guessed the corresponding price."

There was silence around, and no one answered the words of the true Creator, but He still said:
"Put away those useless speculations. In my opinion, there is no difference between you and the god of death. If you can win in the end, it will not be because you are stronger or more insidious, but because you were once human."

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After uttering that arrogant and arrogant declaration, the new demon king suddenly let out a brisk laugh.

"Sure enough, I did not choose the wrong partner... such an outstanding person and god, why should I not help him?"

The blue flame curtain gradually fell, and the decaying atmosphere spread out circle after circle like water waves. This place was deeply depressed, life died, souls were shattered, and the ocean quickly died under his feet.

The kingdom where he stands has a red sky, where clouds and fire burn together.

rise!

The stars corresponding to the astral world shine brightly, shining an ominous light of black and blood.

The sulfur lake of fire rises like ten thousand volcanoes erupting at the same time. It continues to expand and extend, burning everything along its path and becoming a sea of ​​fire. The dead souls will be wiped out if they fall into it. This is the second death.

combustion!

The city that was once destroyed by the "angel of the abyss" ignited raging flames at the corresponding coordinates of the spirit world in an instant. The flames of hell entangled and merged with each other in the directionless spirit world regardless of the distance of space. Countless corresponding spirit world creatures and demons The moths rushed there like a flame, turning into blue torches, singing and dancing in the city, fighting and devouring each other. The entire world where the "Abyss" is located also began to collapse at this moment, and those city-states were shattered one after another, leaving only a dark gate, swallowing all the sins and placing them in the deep darkness.

"The unrighteous, let him be unrighteous still; the filthy, let him be filthy forever!"

Under the crimson sky, several inscriptions that seemed to be written in blood gradually appeared on the doorless gate——

"Those who enter this door should give up all conscience"

"...what a beautiful world."

The evil voice spoke with emotion.

The flames burned the black bone, and the scales were fastened layer by layer to create the toughest armor.

He stretched himself happily, with countless gloomy flames hanging from his huge wings, and the ferocious horns of his head pierced his flesh and flesh, stained a dark red with blood.The folded four wings are spread out above and below the two wings, and the six wings are swaying, as if to cover the sky and block out the sun.

The tail drags a slender, blade-like tail, and the nails are replaced by sharper claws, engraved with layers of mystery symbolizing crime and terror.The new scales and exoskeleton left a pleasant sting when the skin was pierced, and the blood fell to the ground, giving birth to countless hateful demons.

Scales, wings, horns and claws, dragons and demons are always lumped together.

Because in the initial mythology of mankind, everything that is terrifying and powerful always has similarities.

"Those infected by sin, you are my people and my food."

The true god of the devil path let out a hoarse laugh jokingly, and every time he spoke, it seemed that thousands of people spoke at the same time.

Countless figures flickered in the city filled with brimstone and hellfire. Some of them were vicious pirates, some were villains who killed innocent people indiscriminately, and some were high-ranking nobles and rich men.They died in the announcement of the abyss, which is equivalent to participating in the "requiem ceremony" in hell. From then on, they can no longer go to their kingdom of God, but will fight in the palm of the devil and become the ration of others!

Turning a blind eye to sin is acknowledging the existence of the devil, and being swallowed up by the malice in the heart is the ritual of becoming a devil.

Even if there is no magic potion, even if the world is peaceful, as long as everyone still has evil thoughts, the group of demons will flourish and continue to expand!
"Any research is meaningful."

Outer God chuckled humorously.

Hell and the real world have smoothly interacted, souls are constantly being thrown into it, God spreads a net to the wicked, and fire, brimstone, and hot wind fall under His gaze.

The abyss looks at the mortals, and the mortals have also found the direction of hell.

In the crimson sky, the bright sword light struck again, but it didn't have the same overwhelming momentum as before.

The broken sky slowly recovered, and the sunlight was driven away from it.

The battlefield was chosen to be on the ocean, and the world was turned upside down as if it was the end of the world.But the howling wind and thunder are always weakened inexplicably because of the strange "decay", the power of the earth is difficult to approach, the stagnant dusk stays silently in the north of the world, and the shining giant sword is inserted obliquely on the ground , the light of the morning sun protected the Gargas Islands in the distance of the battle zone.

The blazing sun surrounded the golden fire rain from the sky, and the flying pages and brass-colored eyes were constantly trying to analyze and understand the authority and symbol of this strange god, but there were only a few pieces of information that could be retrieved.

All kinds of great powers were intertwined, and before all the attacks fell on the outer gods, the decayed king raised his head, and his flaming eyes suddenly swept across the three gods.

All of a sudden, their minds became confused, their instinct of aggregation intensified, and their hostility towards each other overwhelmed their hostility towards foreign gods in an instant!

The next moment, the sun and the thunder were torn together, the sky was illuminated by lightning and sunlight, the brass-colored eyes suddenly turned, and they kept reading, writing, and modifying the trajectory of their authority and ability attacks, and the wind blew up the feathers The bright flames of light fell on the sea and a small part of the land one after another, and countless golden flames ignited on the sea in an instant.

After two full seconds, their battle stopped suddenly, and they were separated a little further than before.

wonderful.

The Declining King ended this curse that meant more warning than actual effect, and was not going to reveal more strength.

After all, the strength of demons is never just about fighting power.

"Noble gods, as you can see, I am not of your kind."

"but--"

"I may not be your enemy either."

The ferocious demon's voice was mellow, and his membranous wings flapped lightly, and the dark blue fire fell like rain.

Outer God laughed loudly: "I came for my source quality, and I have never really been hostile to you for thousands of years. It is a normal aggregate reaction to do what you need. I may not be your enemy!"

"I don't need an anchor, and I won't take your land and your people."

"I don't need your way, but the demons and prisoners who have been polluted."

"Similarly, I also need a relatively safe environment to find what I need and digest my newly acquired spoils. I will not take the initiative to be hostile to you. In response, if you are willing to give me a place to stay, I can give you The required knowledge of the starry sky..."

He stopped there, leaving an intriguing silence.

Don't you want to live?
It took you tens of thousands of years to develop to where you are today. Are you willing to bury this planet with you?

Don't you know that the hope of winning is slim, and the only chance of winning may be in exchange for your life...

If you can survive, even if you abandon some anchors and rely on the power of the true god, how can you not find new intelligent life forms and preach again?
As soon as these words came out, the world seemed to be a little quieter.

The Church of the Gods may have warned the world countless times not to listen to the words of the devil, but at this moment, their gods have also been bewitched by an almost irresistible temptation!

"but--"

"Someone has already paid me to buy the life of a god from me..."

Just when the gods were still immersed in the unsuitable silence brought by the last message, the demon suddenly turned around and rushed out like a meteor rising from the ground, leaving behind a thunderous explosion on the spot, white The air waves pushed away the sea water and the remaining land!

In the deep darkness, a blazing sun slowly rose.

Without any warning or warning, He went straight to the sun!

At the same time, a shadow that seems to be able to swallow the entire world quietly flowed towards Intis. People knelt down on the periphery of the Cathedral of Light and closed their eyes to pray. , so that everyone's faith is more stable.

Click.

The chilling sound of biting and chewing suddenly rumbled the world.

People looked up in amazement.

The sun was still there in the sky, but—

A corner is missing.

The short silence was interrupted by the rain of fire falling from the sky. The scorching flames rushed to all parts of the Northern Continent. The golden blood and feathers ignited a raging fire. Fear and despair spread to everyone's hearts in an instant. Tees broke out all over the country!
The shadow temporarily isolated the expansion of the disaster, and those golden blood submerged into the shadow.In the gloomy world, the burning incandescent wheel of light emits golden light, moving closer and closer to the sun.

"Judgment Day! Judgment Day!"

It's not just who's howling in panic, everything tangible is burned, everything on the ground is going to be destroyed.

Then, in the new world, righteousness lived in it.

Fire and brimstone fell from the sky, and those fleeing stopped for a while, and were burned into crystal pillars of salt by the unimaginable high temperature.

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In a luxurious mansion where the riot has not yet spread, Ms. D is sitting at her desk, deliberating her words.

Her demigod materials are all ready, only the ceremony is needed to be promoted.For this reason, she intends to tell her old friend "Admiral of the Stars" the good news.Both of them are Sequence 5, and now she has the prospect of being promoted, and she is a little proud after sharing.

But just after she wrote, Ms. D's eyes gradually widened, and her pen seemed to be no longer under her control, and she scribbled horrible words one after another on the gorgeous letter paper, with hideous and weird expressions one after another. picture.Then, the pen in her hand melted slowly, and the ink and the gold casing melted together, forming a strange smudge.

Ms. D looked at her hand in shock, and suddenly realized that it was not a problem with the pen, but that her body temperature was abnormal!

The whole mansion is hot, the sunflowers planted in the garden and all the plants that love light are withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the ground is cracked, as if it has reached a place where it has not rained for decades.Not only that, but everything in the interior has a tendency to melt!

When her own hair started to curl and turn black, Ms. D fled without hesitation from the room where the temperature seemed to have exceeded [-] degrees. Breaking off the doorknob, he hid in.

In an instant, the world in front of her went black, and the icy air enveloped her.

The dark sage walked around in the office, his expression sometimes ferocious and sometimes soft, as if he was fighting with himself.

Ms. D frowned, clenched the handle and approached the wall, ready to leave through another door.

"You came."

He stopped and gave Ms. D a terrifying smile: "Don't go back to Intis until everything is over..."

"...the Lord is taking back His power and glory."

Ms. D was stunned for a moment, then suddenly clenched the thing in her hand.

With the political sensitivity of the marquis's daughter, Irena suddenly realized——if the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun loses power, and the Aurora Council is ready to take over to regain the glory of the "ancient sun god", then, then!

As an envoy of the Aurora Society, as a great nobleman of Intis, he is very likely to be reused!
She will become the highest-ranking member of the Aurora Society in Intis, handling more church-related affairs, divinity and power are within reach!

"Thank God!"

Ms. D showed a delighted smile.

"All glory to the Lord!"

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Backlund.

The power of tranquility finally brought the city back to calm gradually, but farther away, the chaos continued.

Audrey stayed at home, and she looked out the window into the distance. Blood and bullet holes remained on the street. These traces of damage would be cleaned up one by one after the riots were brought under control, and Backlund would return to peace as before. The look of prosperity.

She saw the church members in front of them cleaning up the mutated monsters in the blocked area. These monsters came from nowhere, some looked like mutated animals, and some looked like mutated people.The members of the church have been fighting them for a long time, while resisting the attacks of monsters, while resisting the erosion of themselves by various evils, to protect this land.

Everyone's scared, everyone's panicking, they're exhausted, but they're still not backing down.

Audrey withdrew her gaze in a complicated mood. She shifted her gaze to another place and saw the tied people in the garden.

Among them were servants, coachmen, gardeners and handymen. They had wounded or even killed people during the previous vicious riot. Now they have been guarded and are waiting to be sent to Sivelas Field after they calm down. .

The mixed-race girl who killed the maid who bullied her was also among them. Her hands and face were dry with blood, and her falcon-like eyes were staring at the people with guns around her. The other prisoners were unwilling to approach her. , she just sat there alone.

Suddenly, Audrey made eye contact with the mixed-race girl, and a sneer gradually appeared on the expressionless face of the latter.

She raised her hand, gestured to fire a gun, aimed at Audrey who had stopped and watched in the tall pavilion.

Then, pointing to one of the prisoners, she shouted:

"He has a gun on him!"

At the moment when other people's eyes were attracted, she jumped up and rushed towards the guard closest to her with astonishing explosive force.The gun in the guard's hand was almost snatched by her. She turned the gun and pointed it at the pavilion where Audrey was!

boom!
The Hand of Terror distorts the trajectory of the bullet so that it misses no one, except for a spark that explodes on the masonry below.

Seeing this, the mixed-race girl laughed at herself.

She read a few words in her mouth, then kicked the guard hard in the stomach, and put the muzzle of the gun on her jaw.

boom!
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"I won't lie? I'm thinking about your desire to release, you know that you broke the law! Let me teach you, first use antique collections and extraordinary items to attract people, then, then what to do, and then put them on their bodies. The money was defrauded little by little, and the family members were contacted to ask for ransom. After the family members were deceived, they were handed over to the local court. Cut off his fingers, and if there aren't enough fingers and toes, we'll gouge out their eyes... No, what am I talking about?"

……

Trainor woke up startled from his dream, he felt his blood rushing up, and his mood was irritable, he wished he could find a lamb skewer to eat or get up and beat someone up.

He turned over very dissatisfied and continued to sleep.

TBC
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I'm writing, I'm writing.

How did Agaritu die, Agaritu went directly to the small town to be a secret puppet for Hidden.

(End of this chapter)