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

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"disappointment."

Edward half-knelt on the edge of the cliff for a long time, and finally whispered unhappily: "I have read a lot of literary creations, but I still can't believe that human beings can indulge in beautiful dreams so easily. Human beings are too easy to get lost in the illusory world. I lost myself in it.”

"This is in line with my understanding of human beings, but it cannot be consistent with the impression that the True Creator gave me. That means there is only one answer. It is not that the True Creator was confused because of this dream, but because He was almost defeated before. , that’s why I had this dream.”

"That was not an illusion spun by God...it was His own dream!"

If you take the end of the world as your ultimate goal, are you destined to lose your way after the end of the world? If you lose your goals and your long-cherished wishes, you will have the idea of ​​"no longer struggling and willingly" letting yourself become God?

"It's so stupid." Edward sighed, "It's like a bad story. The first 99% of the content is seriously praising love, sacrifice and human beings, but the last ten chapters complete a world where humans are raised as domestic animals, and finally Suddenly gave up everything and prepared to die."

"What is the value of appreciating such a world? Anyway, there are already clues to the source of matter, so just ignore it."

The Lord of Withering, who was enjoying the farce in the starry sky with great interest, asked curiously:

"You really don't care?"

"God himself said that he is the only one and does not need other personalities to create new directions, so I don't want to worry about it anymore." The God of Decline said, "And I will definitely be able to establish contact with the source of the Western Continent within eighteen years. I There is no need to stay in this place anymore. Go back, let me go back, God will not let the Lord of Mysteries be born, and my goal has been achieved."

"But you are the most outstanding writer now." The Lord of Withering said, "According to the agreement, you do have to help him. Although there is no contract to restrict our behavior. But don't you think it is a pity that he struggled like this until he went crazy?"

"..."

Edward's expression twisted horribly, and the words "None of my business" were stuck in his throat for a long time. He silently picked up a pen, took out a small notebook from his pocket, and wrote bits and pieces on it. Write novel ideas, inspired sentences, doodles and bills.

"I really regret talking to you."

"I simply can't imagine what it would be like now if you were the one who came here."

The Lord of Withering's happy mood was immediately conveyed: "Don't be like this, you and I belong to the same body, and you are also the god who pursues possibilities. Otherwise, how could you always be persuaded by me? Give it a try, there will be no negative effects anyway. .”

"Write a dystopian story?" Edward slowly turned to a new page and said slowly, "Okay... Just think of it as a test of creative ability with the God of the future. I have been unhappy with His cookie-cutter stories for a long time. ”

He thought about it for a few seconds, then started writing.

In the chaotic yet perfect dream of the True Creator, a new development was brought about, guided by the old symbol of possibility. Under the gaze of the outer gods, the calamity had already been foreshadowed. The true Creator, who was in a state of self-doubt, suddenly felt a chill seep in. He raised his head and felt that there seemed to be some subtle differences somewhere in the world. place.

Then, the sky split open, and countless black lines hung down from the clouds, as if there were countless eyes looking from the sky. The thin black lines seriously controlled every human being. If they were touched even slightly, they would immediately turn into secrets. Oops, I put on my monocle and looked at the real Creator in the temple with a subtle evil look.

There was a roar in the mind of the true Creator. He temporarily forgot about his self-doubt just now, and under the influence of memories that did not belong to him, he said angrily: "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun!"

"Well, let's omit the 5,000-word pillar fight here! That's about it for now."

The edge of the sea of ​​chaos, Edward thought as he wrote.

"Although I can't explain why in this dream the Heavenly Lord was born when 'God captured the Origin Castle' and Klein became a believer in the Creator, it doesn't matter. It's not important. It's just eating books. Everyone will eat books, not to mention I’m continuing to write.”

Klein became a believer in the Creator. There are so many personal things in this sentence that Edward would want to laugh if he took one more look at the pious Klein in the dream and thought about the old Eastern people who "praised the night, praised the steam, praised the fool, praised the true Creator" situation.

Without the interference of God’s obsession, the true Creator would not be able to accomplish this kind of life no matter what.

"In short, Tianzun is here, this is reasonable."

Where there is God, how can there be no Heavenly Lord? Tianzun may be late, but he will not be absent. The real Creator who now has the memory of God will not doubt it... This will further make Him feel that this world is indeed real... It writes an old-fashioned deus ex machina plot but has no face. The foreign god, whose heart did not beat, continued to write, making up the plot lines in the dream.

"Then next, let's stimulate the humanity and memory of the true Creator... If you want to defeat Tianzun, you must consume more than 90% of the human race in the world. Do you accept this development?"

Edward gloated.

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In the secret place, Antigonus frowned in his sleep.

In the dream, the demon wolf, who was lying next to his sister and taking a nap in the sun, slowly opened his eyes. He sniffed the air suspiciously, as if he smelled a strange smell of blood from his sister's body.

He stood up and skillfully walked around his blood relative with eight legs. He did not see any scars on his sister's body.

Is this some kind of symbol? Antigonus tilted his head and thought.

They have been hiding here for a long time. The eyes of the gods will not be here. They can live together peacefully. In fashionable human language, this is "depending on each other." Antigonus felt that this word was used very well. They were dependent on each other for their destiny. The small Kingdom of Darkness is well managed, with a total of less than 10,000 people. The number of dead is gradually increasing. People from the foot of the mountain often sneak up the mountainside to peek at their relatives who have been away for a long time. There are often people from far away. Hearing that there was a secret of immortality here, he came all the way to live here.

They have lived such a comfortable life for a long time.

Don't think about the outside world for the time being, don't think about hatred and sadness for the time being, they may be able to continue like this.

"Antigonus, what's wrong with you?"

Mother Tian was awakened by her younger brother's footsteps. She opened one eye and looked up at her younger brother walking around:

"It's such a beautiful sunshine, why don't you take a rest for a while?"

Antigonus was very moved. He walked to his sister's side and lay down, but he still felt a little uneasy in his heart:

"Sister, I always have a bad feeling."

The Mother of Heaven looked at him strangely, and used her front paws to pull a tuft of hair on her younger brother's forehead: "Do you have any bad premonitions? The Honakis Mountains are uncontested, and we haven't done any more bad things. Antigonus, don’t think so much, just sleep for a while.”

Antigonus still wanted to say something, but the warm afternoon sun made him feel comfortable all over, and his spirit unconsciously became comfortable. He couldn't feel any nervousness at all, and just wanted to close his eyes comfortably. Sleep for a few days and nights.

All right. He closed his eyes and lay beside his sister. Maybe it was an illusion.

"Sleep, Antigonus."

The Mother of Heaven barely managed to maintain her brother's dream in the chaotic war situation. Reality is so cruel and painful, so go find comfort in dreams.

He carefully maintained a relatively safe distance from Leodro. This safe distance meant that "he would not be so close that the extraordinary ability to attack Leodro would affect him, nor would he be so far away that he would leave the protective range of thunder and knowledge." "Within", anyway, he felt that no one really expected an ordinary king of angels to play any role in a divine war at the level of gods. If anyone thought that, they must have a bad mind.

The God of Death and the God of War hate each other, but they have to pinch their noses and cooperate in order to express themselves in front of the omniscient and omnipotent one in the future. For the time being, no one cares about the Mother of Heaven with the nuclear bomb. After all, she has not become the eternal one. Dark qualities.

It just so happened that Mother Heaven felt that she didn’t have it either.

If we have to talk about a goal, the goal of Heavenly Mother is to stay alive, be bolder, and live together with her younger brother.

For this goal, He trembled and walked on thin ice, not daring to make a wrong step.

So he simply gave up the idea of ​​overestimating his ability to intervene in the divine war, and focused half of his energy on responding to the prayers of the people of the Loen Kingdom. For Leodro, this behavior helps to stabilize his state. For himself, protecting humans and anchors is also a plus. He may not do much, but there is nothing wrong with doing so.

He patiently weaved the canopy that enveloped the Kingdom of Loen, and the long hidden veil shone with starlight. Under this starry sky, people praying can always get some peace of mind, and only at this moment, Amanysis will feel a little calmer.

"Amanisis, I didn't know until today that you were once human."

The two very similar daughters of the demon wolf have already merged during the struggle, but the Mother of Heaven refused to accept the name "Amanisis" or the identity of the slayer of the entire demon wolf clan. Therefore, their The integration was not successful, it could even be said to be terrible.

"Since you are a human being, then maybe I can barely understand what you have done to us."

It's just understanding.

Mother Heaven looked up at the sky. In the cloudy sky in the distance, a spark of fire wiped out the light in the darkness.

The outline composed of metal and gear levers is as tall as a mountain, and a huge indescribable "curtain" opens under the clouds, simulating the principle of a solar panel to absorb the spirituality escaping in the air. The fire intensifies in the heart of God's furnace, and finally He stood firm in the strong wind.

This light reflected in the eyes of the Heavenly Mother reminded Him of the torches and lanterns in the hands of those who made pilgrimages to the Honakis Mountains.

Amanysis also saw this light, and for a moment, his mind reflected those human sages who were either fleeing or looking for the future under the dark sky of the Third Age, and the same was true of Hermes in the past. Human beings are not just slaves and food. Survival and pursuit of truth are instincts. They carry a light in the bottomless darkness and move forward in the barbaric years. They use the light of truth and knowledge to attract countless people who long for the future and are in the future. In that era, human beings were like moths rushing to a flame, but they finally gathered together under the light of the sun god.

The dark goddess quietly withdrew from the battlefield, taking her silent sister with her.

He floated across the sky of the Kingdom of Loen like a cloud. Wherever he passed, whether they were believers of the Goddess of Night, the Lord of Storms, those who once believed in the God of Steam and Machinery and were now forced to convert, or those who believed in knowledge and Human beings who are the God of Wisdom can feel inner peace. As if lying on the grass, looking up at the stars in the sky, I can't help but become calm.

"The spiritual light panel is operating normally."

"Link begins."

An inorganic and emotionless voice sounded. Medici raised his head and glanced at the curtain covering the sky. He couldn't help but feel happy when he saw that all the escaped spirituality was being pulled into the board of unknown material, without any impact on the buildings and streets below. Got:

"You're really good at research! When will the new weapons be developed? Is the spiritual rail gun in the works?"

"Answer: Missing drawings and operating principles."

The development of solar energy is not going well, and neither is wind energy. The prerequisite for the existence of these clean energy sources in the old era is the popularization of electric energy. Although the God of Steam and Machinery feels the powerful effect of electric energy, he cannot control the power of the Lord of Storms. He started designing it right under his nose, so he simply went in the opposite direction and used the principles given to him by the true Creator to create a perfect spiritual recycling light board.

"Spiritual energy, let's just call it spiritual energy!"

The God of Steam and Machinery did not agree, because when He was about to adopt this suggestion just now, he felt that his spiritual intuition was subtly touched.

Medici looked at the sky, with a hint of solemnity hidden in his frivolous expression.

"Hey, use your uniqueness to show off your power to me, but don't let me contaminate you."

The Conqueror did not change his taunting nature, but calmly picked his enemies in the melee - it was embarrassing, although Medici would not feel embarrassed, but his current Sequence One strength is really not enough, and maybe not as good as The God of Steam and Machinery descended upon Bonova, which was the first thing that annoyed the God of War. The second annoying thing was that he learned that the original witch was approaching, but he had no effective means of interference. Should he ask the army to help evacuate the people and protect the people? Isn't this funny?

But it would be even funnier if he rushed forward to duel with Leodro or the original witch. Sauron and Einhorn would try their best to laugh at themselves until their spirits completely disappeared.

Sword light flashed in the clouds. The God of War seemed to be fighting back and forth with Leodro. The river symbolizing death also surrounded the sky far away, but he only used all his strength when the opponent's condition was unstable. It's just a tie. As long as Leodro calms down and controls his ability in two ways, it will be a matter of time before the God of War is forced to retreat.

It seems that the Mother Goddess of Earth will not take action again. She has already taken action for Herabergen just now, but it has no effect. If she acts again, it will easily attract the attention of a mother outside the sky, and the uniqueness of the "moon" she seeks is not there. here.

According to the response from the True Creator, the Hidden Sage is coming, and the Original Witch is coming to fish in troubled waters. Although these two gods cannot be counted in combat power, even just watching from the side is enough to give people psychological pressure. Now the fighting power of the two sides is really different. Should we put the hope of comeback on the God of Steam and Machinery?

"Lord, did you foresee such a thing?"

That’s why we left behind data and technology, and what do we expect the God of Steam and Machinery to do? …But what can He do in just one month?

It’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Medici flicked his red sword. Even though he was once a conspirator, strategist, and war creator at the level of the King of Angels. In such a situation where the disparity between the enemy and ourselves was too great, he felt for a moment Some are tied up.

TBC

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Sleeping is such a beautiful thing.