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

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"Who are you?! Why did you break into the temple!"

The Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom reacted immediately. While quickly praying to God and the Pope, the bishops acted quickly. They quickly dispersed the Extraordinary team, evacuated the crowd, and evacuated the people in the square whose hearts were gripped by fear. People took away the comfort, prepared the sealed objects, and shouted loudly to the royal guards gathered in the square: "This is a holy place for the spread of knowledge and truth, and a place where the God of Knowledge and Wisdom can see!"

The "Insighter" with the highest sequence scanned the team, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became - everyone among them had cold eyes, and they were in the middle to high sequence. There were several demigods, and they were also equipped with sealed objects. This was absolute. The visitor is not good!

The man at the head looked very familiar, so familiar that he could hardly imagine what would happen next!

"Intruder!"

But this aroused the anger of the "Insighter". With the anger that the church, country and people were about to be bullied, he pushed away the ugly-faced companion beside him, took a step forward, and faced the suspected King of Loen, George III. The man shouted sharply:

"Why did the Judge of Loen appear in front of our temple!"

"We have been allies for generations, and the sacred covenant is kept in the museum in our capital. Is Roen going to tear up the peace treaty with Sehgal, Lomborg, and Masi today?"

The royal guards were silent, as if they could not hear his question.

The tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, and the "Insighter" also felt that fear was gradually eroding his soul. At this time, the older man who was suspected to be the King of Loen showed him a comforting smile, his voice was not loud, but clear. The news reached everyone’s ears:

"Not so, Mr. Bishop."

The facts were before their eyes, and no one's expression improved even a little bit because of these words.

The "Insighter" felt a thump in his heart, and had a worse premonition. He winked at the other bishops without leaving any trace, and asked about the progress of praying to the Pope and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Before the latter had time to answer, George III in the square Then he spoke again:

"I come for peace."

Boom!

A thunderbolt that illuminated the sky and the earth suddenly fell, and the whole world was dyed ominously white by the snow-white lightning. The "Insighter's" premonition of crisis sounded like a drum, his whole body felt like being pierced by bayonets, and his brain felt like there were countless steel needles wandering around. He staggered half a step and was about to speak to his subordinates when he suddenly found his student standing there blankly in the hall behind him, as if he was frightened.

"Elliot!" Seeing that the student who was like his own child was still here, his heart trembled and he did not dare to leave. He scolded the child in a low voice, "Go! Get out of here!"

The boy named Elio responded to the call. He turned his head and stared at his teacher blankly. The skin with small freckles on his face peeled off layer by layer, and the pages of the book were blood red with muscles. Texture, but the roots are connected to the body. His skin and flesh turned into red pages recording his life experiences. The boy's eyes fell off and turned into an illustration hanging on his face.

"teacher……"

Elio said slowly, and with his words, his whole body gradually collapsed, and his legs turned into book slices and scattered on the ground, turning into a collection of deformed books that kept turning pages and constantly flowing shadows. :

"...I heard the Lord speaking to me..."

"Elio!"

The "Insighter"'s eyes were splitting and his hair stood on end. He was shocked by the scene in front of him. From the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several companions around him who were also showing signs of losing control. Unstable spirituality continued to spread out from their bodies. Human beings His appearance gradually became distorted.

At the same time, he found that the sealed object he carried was constantly soothing his spirit and spirituality. This was also the reason why he did not have the same out-of-control reaction as others.

He immediately picked up the sealed object and comforted the others around him.

Boom!

At the same time, another thunder flashed across the sky, more shocking than before. The "Insighter" suddenly caught some unexpected sound. He raised his head extremely slowly and saw the sacred thing that seemed to be able to connect to the sky. The White Tower was struck by terrifying thunder, with rubble and stained glass falling down, and in the gaps between the rolling clouds, stars twinkled like countless pairs of eyes staring at them.

The goddess of the night, the lord of the storm, and the king of Loen, George III...

...The Kingdom of Loen tore up its alliance with us and launched an attack on us! !

The "Insighter" felt chills in his heart. Even though believers should have absolute confidence in their gods, he still felt uncontrollable panic when two gods came together.

The moment he shared the power of comfort, he heard overlapping voices, as if countless people spoke at the same time, murmuring in his mind. In it, he heard the low dragon language, the giant language, and the northern continent. There are also some dialects that cannot be verified at all and should be the dialects of certain races that only exist in records. The inside of his head made a sound like it was being boiled. The blood all over his body was pulsing, and the skin was peeling off page by page. own cheeks.

"The Lord said..."

A strange voice came, a sentence composed of many different languages. The child who had no human form lay on the ground, his left and right cheeks were separated, and his mouth was divided into a separate page. It was still opening and closing up and down. The giant dragon Yu said a noun that no one understood:

"...Leodro..."

Boom!

The tyrant's fury poured down from the sky!

Disaster, distortion, and thunder that destroyed everything came at the same time. The earth collapsed and twisted, and the white tower that symbolized the kingdom of God and truth tilted down, slowly collapsing layer by layer from top to bottom.

The sky in the distance suddenly lights up, and the light of dusk spreads from the other end of the continent. The giant tree of life grows next to the tower that is about to overturn. Life swallows the breath of disaster. Peace and dreams are ineffective for plants.

Books and brass-colored eyes emerged from the tilting white tower. They stared at the starry sky that had no advantage in the face of the breath of life, constantly looking for each other's weaknesses, and rays of light containing purifying power shot straight into the sky. , cutting through the bottomless dark night, the crumbling tower immediately began to recover from its decline after receiving some help.

Compared with the gods who have been famous for a long time and have a large number of anchors, the Mother of Heaven is still much weaker. She has to be forced to retreat outside the scope of the White Tower. As soon as the light returns to the small area of ​​the sky, it is immediately covered by dark clouds filled with lightning. cover.

At the same time, in the distant sky, the God of War dressed in dilapidated armor slowly stood up. In his hand was the great sword of dawn that made all living things tremble. The blade rubbed against the clouds and outlined a patch of sky wherever it passed. A stunning view of a sea of ​​black clouds parting flatly.

When everyone recovered from this strange situation, George III, who was standing on the ground, immediately started to take action. He made a movement towards all the bishops of the Church of Knowledge and Wisdom in front of him. He opened his palms, clenched his fists, and twisted his wrists. change.

Like a piece of crisp paper crumpled into a ball, everyone's limbs twisted and deformed in the same second, collapsing towards a certain point in the center of their bodies. Their bones and muscles made an overwhelmed sound, and their faces were affected by the strain. The pain made him become ferocious and terrifying, but his throat and vocal cords had been torn and twisted first, cutting off all noisy sounds. The ribs contracted, piercing the heart and lungs, and a large amount of blood gushes out from the throat or other cracks. In the end, everyone turned into a ball of flesh wrapped in clothes and flesh.

Thunder lit up the sky, and the royal guards moved quickly to hunt down all the believers of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom around them.

For a time, mourning was everywhere, blood was splattered, and cries and shouts were heard.

George III's body suddenly expanded and opened, and the huge humanoid creature in the shadow looked down ferociously at the earth, almost blending into the dark sky. The ends of every sense extended out, connecting to the distant Kingdom of Loen. Flashing chaotic colors.

He overlooked the chaotic capital of Lemberg. Under the distortion, His voice spread out majestically:

"I am the emperor of Loen, George Augustus III, and also the emperor of Lundborg, Sehgal, and Maxi!"

"From today on, your country will be merged into the territory of Lun, and you will be taken under my protection and become my people!"

He twisted the laws, twisted the covenant into surrender, and twisted the people's attachment to the powerful country into the desire for Loen's rule. With the blessing of miracles, countless people's thoughts changed at this moment, and they could hear George III The people of the Three Kingdoms temporarily put aside their belief in the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and unanimously prayed to the shadow of the incomparably majestic and unquestionable emperor in their hearts:

"The Emperor of Loen, George III..."

The swaying and somewhat unstable shadow suddenly became indestructible. Order and iron law descended from the sky and subtly integrated into the hearts of every citizen. At least for this moment, the anchors belonging to the God of Knowledge and Wisdom disappeared. .

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In the star realm, the Lord of Storms frantically brought out pieces of lightning. His every move was accompanied by wind and thunder. The god wrapped in thunder waved the halberd in his hand to cut through the forest where life flourished, and rushed towards the flowing brass light. huge library.

The souls of the bachelors who searched for the truth turned into elves that coexisted with books due to their knowledge during their lifetime. They are tiny but huge in number. Under the leadership of the Pope, they constantly shuttle among books and bookshelves, providing help to the gods, analyzing, rewriting, Reorganize the other party’s underlying laws.

The huge dragon stands in the center of a huge bookshelf that is large enough for him to move around easily. His body is made of books, the pages of which are made into scales, and every inch of his body depicts a kind of knowledge.

The heavy rain falls majestically, and every drop of rain carries the power of matter. They attack these bookshelves from both physical and mystical concepts, making the pages wet and sticky, and making the writing on the books blurred.

The wind roared, and countless knowledge elves were instantly annihilated in the blade-like storm.

There are other alternative words for "lips and teeth cold" in this world, but this truth can be understood by both gods and humans.

These small countries that believe in the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, such as Lemburg, Masi and Segal, are located near the Kingdom of Feneport. If the Lord of Storms succeeds in seizing the power of Herabogen, he will become the dual-path true god and the Mother Earth. Fenebote, where it is located, will be completely surrounded by Loen's land. If Roen sends troops, even if the war of gods can still be fought, the people of Fenebort will be annihilated in an instant!

The night quickly receded, leaving the battlefield with the light of dusk, leaving only the wind, knowledge and forest fighting in the star realm.

The God of War holds the Sword of Dawn high, with endless light brewing in it, ready to cut off the adventurous night.

The Mother of Heaven felt that she was locked by a fierce murderous intention, as if no matter where she ran, she could not stop the sword light that destroyed everything. Just when she was thinking about how to fight to the death, a wave of calm water seemed to resound directly in her spirit body. The sound broke into their minds at the same time, and layers of black mist filled the void, hanging in the sky like a meandering black river.

In the sky of the distant violent sea, above the winding river in the sky, a hazy figure stood there, with pale flames burning in his eyes.

Salinger stared at the Mother of Heaven with cold eyes, and then glanced at the God of War in the distance. The former's secret path was not good, and he was the weakest among the adjacent paths. If the three of them really got together, he would be nothing more than Just a piece of fat being fought over by two predators.

Mother Tian stepped back a little, keeping a certain distance from the other two.

Immediately, His two human arms lifted up and held up a dream.

In the dream, there was the ancient Honakis Mountains. Large areas of virgin forest covered the mountains, and an ancient and peaceful village spread out at the foot of the mountains. A huge eight-legged demon wolf is galloping freely in the mountains, and black spiritual threads connect the bustling towns on the top of the mountains.

Sometimes He passes by his human followers like the wind, and sometimes He finds friendly fellow humans and plays together in the mountains. Sometimes he hunts distant prey like a real wolf, and sometimes he changes into a human form and enters towns to talk to believers.

This is the dream of "Half Fool" Antigonus!

The Mother of Heaven objected to using Antigonus as a weapon. The arrival of the God of Death gave Him time, but if the God of War struck him with a sword regardless, he might really have to think about whether to release his brother as a last resort to perish together. Out.

The atmosphere between the three gods on adjacent paths was stagnant and extremely heavy, but no one tried to take a step forward.

In the distant Intis, where the sun rises, huge eyes with a strong metallic texture open in the sky. Countless gears rotate, and layers of metal scale rings surround the eyeballs, simulating the trajectory of the stars in His eyes.

He looked around and saw the war angel dozing comfortably in the military camp, taking the whistling wind as his accompaniment and not paying any attention to the traitors fighting. After another try, the prayer offered to the true Creator still received a spiritual response, and He closed it again and disappeared into the air.

The scene changes, and the Black Emperor's throne is connected to the earth. He is the god on the earth, blocking the connection between the people on the earth and the white tower in the sky.

The towering giant trees tried their best to resist the storm in the sky. The two gods worked together to push back the waves and tear the strong wind into pieces, but they could not change the situation of Herabogen's gradual decline due to the loss of its anchor point. Their struggle intensifies. Plants grow one after another, and different extraordinary abilities unfold. The omnipotence of omniscience also has a difficult power that gives all true gods a headache.

But as time dragged on, the light of a red moon became brighter and brighter in the cloudy sky.

The growth of the Tree of Life slowed down. When the edges of the leaves were covered with red light, the Earth Mother Goddess holding the baby in the star world could only sigh. The giant tree supporting the White Tower gradually shrank and fell into His hands. Turn into a new leaf.

He blocked the leaf above his head, blocking the eyes of the mother who was calling her daughter fervently.

The sky was gradually swallowed up by the storm, and the white tower collapsed and fell layer by layer in the wind.

Seeing that he had nowhere to escape, the dragon sighed dejectedly: "I am willing to hand over my uniqueness and sequence one."

The figure shrouded in thunder stopped in the library, the brass-colored world slowly collapsed, and the voice of the Storm Lord rumbled:

"What if I want three copies of your sequence one and uniqueness?"

There wasn't much hesitation on Herabergen's face made of pages: "...You won, and that's the spoils you won."

In response to the other party's unthinking answer, Leodro took steps again and slowly approached the giant dragon. The true god-level "prophet" suddenly understood what he was doing, and he suddenly waved his wings and flew like a stream of light. Out of his own kingdom of God!

boom!

The library suddenly locked down, locking the Storm Lord inside.

"How long have we been fighting, Herabergen?"

Leodro raised the halberd in his hand and stabbed it into the sky, and the sky of the star realm responded to the King of Sky's command.

The brass-colored world collapsed inch by inch, and the elves and bachelors died in mourning. The pope who tried his best to block it to the end collapsed. His lifeless body fell into a book and turned into a character in the story. His extraordinary characteristics flew up on their own and merged into the Storm Lord's body.

"When the Creator announced his return, I actually felt a little joy, the joy of my blood boiling again."

"It has been too long, and I have forgotten the joy of fighting. Obviously in the Kingdom of Heaven, we fought day after day for Him and mankind."

With a flash of thunder, the Storm Lord suddenly appeared on the sea, even faster than the giant dragon that fled towards the eastern continent.

He raised his trident, and the sea and thunder responded to the Sea King's command. The feet of the gods walked on the sea, and the sky and the earth trembled together.

"In the past, Medici commanded the armies, you gave advice, Oseikus preached the faith, and my waves were as unstoppable as the pace of the Creator...We worked together to capture the whole world, and then we killed Him, I ate him, turned against him, and spent two long epochs in endless suspicion and fear of betrayal."

"After He came back, after He killed Oseikus, I suddenly felt that I was tired of such peace."

The Storm Lord's eyes were full of infinite reminiscence, his voice was full of nostalgic warmth, and his halberd wrapped with thunder and lightning was pointed directly at the dragon's back.

He feels as if he has returned to the era of the glorious heaven, full of yearning for power and full of expectations for the future. The blood of the wind angel is still hot. He will also actively respond to the prayers of his believers and save him from tsunamis and wind waves. them. He loves fighting, desires to fight, and desires to become stronger. At the same time, he is in awe of power and loves human beings.

In the distant past, the eight former kings of angels have now been buried and changed by history one by one, and can no longer be seen.

"Herabergen, I've wanted to say it for a long time."

"Compared to Medici, I still hate opportunistic people the most."

He threw the halberd of thunder, and the explosive thunder that destroyed everything suddenly exploded on the dragon's body.

TBC

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Zeus vs God, how could I have such a dream.

Part of the idea for Hellabogen was inspired by: Mystery: Pilgrimage into the Wilderness