Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 47: The Fat Sheep Comes to the Door, Eat and Take (Please Read)
"You must be wondering why you received the Lord's gift, and why, after receiving such an honor, you still cannot hear the Lord's whisper like other 'listeners'?" Xesma said slowly.

"Yes, sir, I am very curious." Roger nodded sincerely. He really wanted to hear what the saint thought about this matter.

Recently, he has completely mastered the power of "Secret Prayer" and started to digest "Listener", but perhaps because he cannot hear the real whisper, the feedback he gets is very small and his power is not greatly improved.

"All this is because the Lord sees new possibilities in you. You are a special existence." There was suddenly a ripple in Xesma's voice.

After hearing this, Roger's expression changed slightly, but Mr. C looked at Xesma in great surprise.

"You should know that the Seven Gods have long feared the power of our Lord. Especially those traitors, they have been working together to guard against our Lord and prevent Him from coming into the world.

"But the Lord saw in you the hope of breaking through all this and was deeply moved, falling into deep contemplation and silence.

"He has also given you a great gift, allowing you the hope of becoming a vessel for His advent. Metus, my child, you should be honored by this."

Roger frowned slightly when he heard Xesma's description, which was full of Riddler characteristics.

Although it is very likely that Xesma only interpreted the matter from his perspective, if the other party did not lie, then the essence of the matter might be somewhat different from what he had previously thought.

He vaguely guessed something and asked again:
"So, what was that I just heard?"

Kosma laughed:
"That's the demigod-level hearing I 'shared' with you, but believe me, you're the only one who has managed to 'hear' it so far."

"We made some efforts, at great cost. This rekindled my Lord's desire to speak, however faintly. These oracles remain inaudible to those below the rank of demigod, and their contents are fragmented and difficult to decipher.

"But even so, we still know that our Lord is pursuing you and has a special favor for you."

God’s fucking favor, oh no, this really seems to be God’s favor…

Roger couldn't help but urinate when he thought of this. He already had a basic understanding of what was going on.

During the attack at Chanis Gate, he used the power of Yog-Sothoth to exile Samuel Schmidt, suppress the Shepherd's evil heart, and, with the help of Amon's "Deception", swallowed the thing into his stomach.

The difference from his guess was that the "True Creator" did not cut off contact with the "Listeners" because Samuel Schmidt was exiled, but because he felt the power of Yog-Sothoth and was shocked, and simply did not dare to continue speaking, which was consistent with what Amon said.

Fortunately, because Samuel Schmidt was too weak, the connection of this feeling was extremely weak and disappeared almost in an instant, otherwise the "true creator" would most likely have died suddenly.

After this, the Aurora Society's top brass must have paid a heavy price - it is not ruled out that they used more than one level 1 or even level 0 seal, which "stimulated" the "true creator" and caused Him to resume His unclear and fragmented mumbling.

These whispers seemed to reveal a desire, that is, the "true creator" was seeking to "aggregate" Roger.

The incident of Roger previously swallowing the "Shepherd's Evil Heart" could have been orchestrated by this Sequence 0 True God, who was attempting to subtly assimilate Roger.

But whether there are other mythical creatures involved behind this... such as the most powerful "audience", still needs further confirmation.

"So, the digestive reaction of the potion just now should have come from the voice of Ghroth, which I heard when the True Creator spoke to me... or perhaps it was the effect of the Essence. It's just that I'm only Sequence 8 now, and my power hasn't been fully unleashed. Otherwise, my potion would have been completely digested."

"As expected of one of the three mad gods of mystery, whether it's Yog-Sothoth or Ghroth, they are definitely not something He has the power to plot against."

Roger felt a little amused, and he continued to ask the "Dark Saint" Xesma:

"So, Lord Xesma, what should I do?"

The handsome young man with a hazy black veil covering his face spoke again:
"Your case is unprecedented in history, and there's no precedent." "So I've discussed this with several other saints, and you can continue on your original path—of course, if you wish, we can also help you extract your Beyonder characteristics and return to the path of 'Mystic Prayer'."

"Of course, this would involve great risks, and you can consider it yourself."

A sealed object that exudes extraordinary properties... or higher?
Roger speculated secretly in his heart, but he could not accept such an arrangement and shook his head:
"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Xesma, but I still want to go my own way."

"can."

Kosma nodded slightly. "On the other hand, starting today, you will be freed from the jurisdiction of 'C' and will be appointed as a special divine messenger."

"Special Messenger of God?" Roger was a little confused.

"Yes, that is, you enjoy all the rights of a divine envoy, but you don't have to govern any particular region. When necessary, other divine envoys must comply with your requests—unless a saint intervenes.

"If you need protection, you can contact me directly through my messenger."

Xesma smiled.

"Praise you, Lord Kosma."

Roger responded respectfully on the surface, but he disagreed in his heart.

The Aurora Society's behavior is almost equivalent to raising pigs: giving them the best food and water, then fattening them up and killing them, allowing the "True Creator" to completely integrate Roger.

However, the True Creator alone has no chance of integrating Himself unless He can find a way to resolve the pollution of the One who has unified all things.

In any case, that is impossible.

But Roger still gladly accepted the appointment of "Special Messenger of God". After all, his original purpose of joining the Aurora Society was to make money, and now that the fat sheep was delivered to his door, how could he not want it?

"Can I request a magical item?" he asked without any pressure.

Mr. C was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Roger to be so arrogant as to ask for food and bribes as soon as he accepted the appointment.

"Okay, C, go and take out all the seals you have and let Metes choose." Xesma didn't care. He turned to Mr. C and gave the order.

"Yes, Lord Xesma."

Although Mr. C felt a little pained, he still ordered the puppet-masked waiter to go to the warehouse and bring back four sealed objects.

"There are only four... Mr. C isn't very strong."

Roger had originally thought that with Ahowa County being such a large area and Mr. C being a Divine Envoy qualified to be promoted to Sequence 5, there should be at least six Sealed Artifacts. He had not expected there to be only this few.

But as he looked around at the sealed objects in front of him, he showed an expression of great interest.

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