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

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The villains started divination.

The first divination failed. Since Klein cut off the connection with the occult, the divination bonus provided by the aura of Sefirah Castle dropped rapidly. The villain was at a loss and only knew to continue following the request in his mind.

Suddenly, silver-white thunder poured down like a waterfall on this area, which was only one road away from the palace area. In an instant, it tore the villain's figure into pieces, and also tore apart this expensive area where only those with noble status and status were included. The entire city where only established nobles with close ties to the royal family were eligible to live was destroyed.

"ah!!"

"Help!!"

The earth was baptized by thunder and lightning. Gas pipes and many facilities exploded one after another. The violent vibrations and continuous explosions caused people hiding in churches and underground bunkers to scream in terror.

"Is this place going to collapse?!"

"Calm down! Calm down! Stop pushing!!"

After a burst of crying and uneasy sounds, people subconsciously began to crowd towards the entrance of the underground bunker, as if they wanted to escape on the ground rather than being buried underground. However, these commotions did not last long. Although there were no high-sequence Beyonders in the underground bunker, there were several mid-sequences arranged by the church who were maintaining order and acting as bodyguards. The Extraordinaries of the Church of the Night quickly added soothing magic to their voices. Under their influence, the crowd gradually returned to calm, even so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Everyone, in this dangerous moment, we need to maintain calm."

The deacon of the Church of the Night brought a wooden box, stood on it, and naturally changed his identity into a bishop. He opened his arms with compassion and his voice was beautiful and rich:

"We cannot be shaken by fear, and we cannot lose ourselves in disasters."

"Let us pray together to the goddess of the night, and pray that she will grant us inner peace..."

Along with his words, there was some small commotion in the crowd, and then a dark blue-haired "punisher" also moved a box and stood on the other side. Only then did the people in the underground bunker calm down again and each moved towards Whisper a prayer of your own faith.

People prayed, while an army seemed to rumble across the ground, and dust fell from the bunkers. The valets and maids held umbrellas for their masters one after another. Like their masters, they were frightened, trembling, and turned pale in the face of unpredictable disasters.

Lady Catherine held her daughter's hand tightly. Earl Hall and Hibbert protected them behind them, their expressions equally ugly.

Although Audrey looked much calmer sitting there, her other hand still hugged Susie tightly. Susie felt the fear and anxiety in Audrey's heart, and it rubbed her arm with its soft hair, but unfortunately it had no actual effect.

"We'll be fine."

Lady Catherine looked like she was about to cry. Earl Hall gently put his hand on her arm. She hugged her daughter tightly and comforted her in a low voice: "My dear, don't be afraid, we will definitely do it." It's fine……"

"We will be fine." Audrey gently leaned her head on her mother's shoulder. She had never felt so crucially the words she had thought of - "The entire kingdom, and even human society, are It exists because of the balance between gods. What I thought was a peaceful, normal and stable life is actually just like a soap bubble, which will burst immediately at the slightest stimulation." - Pessimism and fear pervaded here, the two of them His hands were all sweaty, "We'll be fine..."

Audrey looked away. Forsi was standing not far away, and Xio stood next to her.

Forsi, who believed in the "God of Steam and Machinery", was a little embarrassed during this period, but she seemed to have long ago converted to Mr. Fool, who saved her, and now she hastily declared that she is a believer of the goddess. .

Although it was impossible to see the specific development clearly, Leodro's "omniscience" suddenly predicted an extremely terrible and terrible result, and the huge disaster would start from here. Therefore, he ignored the God of Death and the God of War for the time being, and carefully destroyed the place with thunder and lightning, as if it was a general cleaning. The water-like thunder light washed every corner of the city clean, with large and small brass-colored sculptures like Eyes appear on the wall, constantly adjusting their angles to observe everything here.

The three members of the Tarot Club looked at each other covertly, then turned their heads casually, each focusing on the matter in front of them.

Now, only acquaintances who are both extraordinary people and the common secret "Mr. Fool" can give each other some sense of security.

The thunderstorm rolling across the ground finally showed a tendency to stop, and Leodro cast a look in this direction.

Soon, "Omniscient" brought the second search report. The danger of the foreshadowed huge disaster dropped at an extremely fast speed, and the scope of the impact also narrowed from the predicted whole world to the vicinity of Loen Palace—— Leodro's intervention was timely and the disaster was averted, but the residual effects continued to worsen secretly like a stain that couldn't be cleaned away!

The brass-colored eyes looked around. Suddenly, one of the eyes was swallowed by a pool of shadow, and the remaining eyes suddenly turned around.

I saw a pool of shadows and flesh squirming among the broken bricks and tiles on the ground. After swallowing the spirituality of the "White Tower", an eye that was exactly the same, but looked like a stick figure grew out.

An ancient gaze met Leodro's eyes, and he narrowed his eyes as if waking up from a dream.

Leodro suddenly felt an indescribable palpitation in his heart. This eye gave him a familiar feeling, like the dark angel sleeping in the giant's palace, and like the God who had tried his best to suppress it. He immediately understood what the "huge disaster" in his premonition was. It must be something closely related to the True Creator. And because the True Creator was contacting the Sea of ​​Chaos in the Eastern Continent, this item was also mysterious. Learn to connect and produce more mutations!

What he had stopped just now seemed to be a ritual, divination, summoning, or prayer, or all three at the same time. And what kind of thing this thing would summon under the current situation, Leodro simply couldn't imagine. Even "omniscient" cannot see into the future!

Fortunately, the ceremony was interrupted just as it started, and now the disaster has been minimized.

Leodro stretched out his hand, and the thunder turned into a spear and was caught in his hand. He had firmly locked on the eye wandering in the shadow, but just before the thunder gun was about to fly out, the eye in the shadow His eyes suddenly sank, sinking into the shadow barrier blocking the palace.

Almost at the same moment, the projector in Zaratul's hand became cassette-free.

The projector automatically shut down, and no matter how hard Zarath tried, it could not play the next picture.

Are there true god-level beings participating in the war?

The Secret Waiter immediately paid attention to the surrounding movements, but now the conqueror was forced by George III to use all his means to protect himself. Although the original witch seemed to have left the battlefield, the situation did not change much, and the balance of victory still fell. On their side.

Immediately afterwards, George III and Sauron the Conqueror, who were fighting, looked towards him. Zaratul was startled. From the corner of his eye, he saw the device called a projector in his hand suddenly start to glow again, projecting scenes one after another. to the ground.

The projector showed a picture that had nothing to do with the current battle situation.

A huge, white-lined stick figure eye was projected over the projector, staring directly at them.

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed - everyone could see that this was definitely not the interference of Zaratul's extraordinary ability, and this was definitely not the performance of the "Cunning Mage"! Obviously, the sealed artifact of the "Writer" path was contaminated and invaded by something else!

Just as Zaratul was about to throw this thing into the fog of history, George III's decree followed, prohibiting this sealed object from interacting with the outside world in any form!

The iron law entangled itself, and the eye began to twist and deform, gradually collapsing into a small point.

The image of the projector gradually disappeared, but soon, the device began to glow, and it lit up strangely again, projecting an illusory sea of ​​undulating light and shadow, as if there was a figure on the distant sea, which was difficult to detect. approaching at speed.

"Hold."

Is that the Sea of ​​Chaos? ? ? Who brought the Sea of ​​Chaos? ? ? ?

George III was horrified. He felt that his Kingdom of God had been eroded and affected by another force, which was being slowly projected through the projector. The expression of Sauron, who had part of Medici's memory, suddenly became extremely ugly, even a little helpless. fuck said.

Sauron looked left and right and began to look for opportunities to retreat.

…

Eastern continent, Chernobyl ruins.

No one knows about the bad things happening in the Northern Continent.

"I think we can also add some elements of interstellar war and love into it."

Edward turned over the fifth page and said to his own body with great enthusiasm: "Send me a record of the interstellar magical civilization, the one who summoned me 80,000 years ago to give me knowledge. Maybe it will be useful later. .Although God is omniscient, he does not care about these inconspicuous small planet civilizations. He must have never seen the true Creator, a God who has never even appeared on the earth."

The Lord of Wither was also watching the show attentively, and just wanted to bring a bucket of popcorn. A few seconds later, the relevant information file was transmitted to Edward's mind on the Chaos Seaside through the connection. The latter's mind was filled with blood for a moment, but It didn't take long to get used to it.

Edward thought about it for a while, the gloating smile on his face gradually widened, and he continued to write with the pen in his hand.

In a perfect dream, the true Creator spent decades and tried his best to temporarily confine the deity-like deity to a continent. The cost was that he consumed the entire population of that continent, and In the battle between Him and Tianzun, more than 80% of the world's casualties were killed.

In some distant and vague memories, He seemed to have done similar things.

When the True Creator reminisces, he always has the urge to frown, and he also wants to find a book and read it. I don’t know why.

Even so, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun is still leisurely performing a pleasant puppet show on the opposite continent. All creatures, including animals, have become his secret puppets. He moves lightly in the Origin Castle at the top of the spiritual world. Point your finger, and countless interesting plays begin to take place on the land below.

He asked these marionettes to pretend to pray to God, waiting for any response from God, so that they could follow the occult connection to grasp the true Creator. He used these marionettes to set up a puppet show with no ending. Just like when they were alive, they separated into different countries and produced different civilizations and cultural customs. Then they fought with each other, killed each other, and turned into body parts all over the ground. Meat - From a visual point of view, this is actually no different from the battle between puppets or tin soldiers in fairy tales, except that the remains have changed from sawdust and iron sheets to human flesh and blood, which is more impactful.

Marionettes will not reproduce the next generation, so it stands to reason that Tianzun's toys will become fewer and fewer.

But He contacted the believers of the True Creator through fraud and business, and used food, minerals and precious metals that the marionettes did not need to lure them into a business of human trafficking between continents.

And these greedy people who were tempted often did not dare to make large purchases, nor did they dare to squander the valuables exchanged for other believers. In the end, they donated most of them to the church. There are also those among the bishops who only care about the piety of believers and not their behavior, so a black industry chain that covers each other is slowly formed.

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun will use these people to increase his secret puppets, and will also use his secret puppets to create a normal world.

The people who were bought and sold will live normally in this new country and new world at first, but some of them will gradually discover the shocking truth from the clues of this new living environment, and then they will be taken advantage of by Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun. Admire their crazy and fearful looks, while some choose to be numb, not seeing or hearing, just to save their lives.

The true Creator is now God. With omniscience, He certainly knows the little tricks of the God. The whole world is clearly visible in His eyes, and even the blooming of a flower cannot be hidden from Him.

But—but this industrial chain took shape under God’s watchful eye. Because in the final analysis, there are only so many people who are being trafficked. If paying such a few people can allow Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun to stay on that continent safely and not come out, then He would be happy with it.

willing……

……Bar?

The True Creator felt that something was definitely wrong with him, because ever since He discovered human trafficking but did not stop it, he has always had a chill down his spine. At first, he thought it was due to the irritability caused by the close proximity of his mortal enemy, but then he realized that something was wrong. It seemed that he was resisting doing this, and he was resisting his own indifference to appeasement of human trafficking... But this made no sense. , No matter from which angle you look at it, no matter who makes the decision, they will not think that sacrificing hundreds or thousands of people to stabilize Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun is a loss-making business!

No, or rather - in fact, this discomfort, as if the heart was being squeezed, had already appeared, much earlier than the human trafficking started, and it had appeared as early as when I decided to seal Tianzun on that land!

How is this going? Is it because I suspect this is Tianzun’s fraud?

But even if it was fraud, He had been stable for decades, and my acquiescence was the right choice.

The moment this idea appeared, the True Creator suddenly felt the strange chill on his spine again. He subconsciously moved his body and moved under the sun, letting the golden light on his body increase the temperature again, and instinctively Did a purge.

But the chill is still there, like maggots on the tarsal bones, like Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun standing behind him, looking at him coldly.

"Why on earth do I feel this way?"

He found it difficult to understand. First of all, it was difficult to understand this strange "discomfort" and the idea of ​​"feeling that he shouldn't do this". Secondly, he actually had doubts - He is the omniscient and omnipotent God! How could He have doubts? The "White Tower" is well in his body, the sea of ​​chaos is well accommodated by him, and the omniscience covering all extraordinary and civilized things in the universe tells him that there is nothing wrong with him. So what is this question about?

The True Creator naturally thinks about problems from God’s perspective. God cannot be omniscient and cannot have problems.

If there is a loophole in "omniscience", there are only two possibilities.

One, things from other worlds appear in this world.

Second, His omniscience is false, and this world is false.

Option one can be eliminated. Everything happening in front of you is not related to other universes. The correct answer is two. All of this is false. You may have fallen into a trap. This trap simulated his Omniscience - or that omniscience is just His memory! ——Simulating a real world so that He didn’t notice it!

The real creator suddenly realized: So this is the case, this is indeed the handiwork of Tianzun. This is the reason why I feel chills down my spine...

His thoughts were abruptly cut off. As if to refute this sentence and his inexplicable self-question, a memory suddenly appeared in his mind. In this memory, he was a human being. When he came to the earth, his authority was scattered and taken away by other gods (how could this be possible?!), so he embarked on the road to regain his authority, but just when he was about to return to his heyday, he was united by several of his subordinates Assassinated by other gods, he was unwilling to be divided again, and the power he had just regained was almost completely lost.

This memory naturally connected with His current situation. The True Creator did not think there was anything special about Him.

Sure enough, it's still Tianzun's fraud, right? He thought.

Outside the Sea of ​​Chaos, Edward remained silent for a long time.

"He has discovered that something is wrong with him, and he also feels that the behavior of sacrificing humans is a bit familiar, and he has even begun to wonder if he exists in a false world - then why is he still unaware of the cause of the problem?" The demon was almost angry. "Do you want me to control the Heavenly Lord in this story to hit Him and say to Him, 'Hey, dear God, he is also burning his own believers as consumables today. Hahaha. It's so hypocritical. I feel like I might as well give it to him." If I am a marionette, will he be able to react?"

"Hard to say."

The Lord of Wither was chewing a passing meteorite to pass the time, and had an objective and pessimistic attitude towards this matter:

"His current way of thinking is completely that of God. No, in other words, he has completely regarded himself as God. If you stimulate him like this, he will probably feel a chill in his spine and a pain in his heart. He will not understand what the problem is."

You have to impress Him, and since the true Creator is now deceived by God, it would be best if you slap the answer on His face.

Edward first put an end to the previous sentence, and then began to observe the dreams of the true Creator, looking for opportunities to strike. As an excellent record-keeper and compiler, He certainly knew what was the best way to handle the situation.

——The answer is simple. Since the true Creator can no longer feel the emotions he felt before he jumped into the sea, all he needs to do is let Him recall similar situations again. According to Edward's observation, the best effect was to have the bishop who was questioned commit suicide on the spot, and forcing the other party to sacrifice 90% of the human beings in the dream did stimulate the humanity of the true Creator, but the humanity of the true Creator who insisted on doing this was On the contrary, it has declined further because such behavior coincides with God’s choice and character.

If this too sharp conflict is not handled well, it will lead to a heightened sense of identity between them, which is very dangerous.

"It's better to be gentler."

Edward soon had the answer. He thought about it and began to continue making up this dream.

So, in the dream, the true creator was upset and planned to leave his temple temporarily for a walk. For some reason, he chose a more hidden and low-key way of traveling. Although he couldn't explain the reason, it was reasonable.

The true creator who thought he was God transformed himself into a young man with brown hair and light eyes. Then he slowly entered his city and walked on the wide streets with the pedestrians.

There are a few people on the street, because the battle with Tianzun has just ended more than 20 years ago, and the next generation has just grown up.

Human trafficking is currently only rampant in coastal cities, and in inland areas, the land where the sun shines has not yet appeared.

The True Creator was walking on the road. He didn’t know the meaning of this action, but such a walk obviously comforted the self in his memory. The sun shone warmly on his body, making his mood and spirit slightly change. Better.

He turned his head casually, and in the corner of his eyes appeared a pair of young people walking towards him.

Male: 23 years old. He lost his entire family in the battle with Tianzun. He was raised by the church and is a devout believer.

The True Creator stared blankly.

Female: 22 years old. She is in a relationship with a male. She was born in the continent where Tianzun was sealed. She happened to be in the safe zone when the war started. She witnessed her relatives turn into marionettes, but she has no memory because she was too young. Survived, was raised by the church, and was a devout believer.

It seems a natural irony to put "lost relatives in their battles" and "devout faith" together, although there are no living believers in God who are not devout in God. The True Creator stopped involuntarily. His temples throbbed, as if something was about to emerge from the depths of his mind.

Some messy pictures, dark backgrounds, ragged humanoid monsters - what are those? Omniscient told him that it was just some unnecessary things, just some boring stories of people living in a land without sunshine and moon for more than 1,300 years. Their lives are not worth mentioning. The only thing worthy of praise is their devout belief in the Creator, even if they have never seen the sun for a day, and have never felt warmth and hope.

Boring story? The True Creator felt instinctive rejection of this summary, but before what he wanted to say could be fully conceived, he was interrupted by the young man and woman who suddenly spoke up.

"Hello, sir." The woman spoke to him lively, "You have been looking at us. Do you need help?"

The True Creator nodded and continued the conversation naturally:

"Yes, I just came here. I hope you can introduce me to the situation here."

"Are you here for a trip? It's rare to see people leaving their homes these days." The woman was a little surprised, but still had good intentions.

The True Creator realized that he had indeed not paid attention to the population flow. Regarding this sentence, "Omniscient" gave the same answer as the woman opposite: "Because every place is similar, there is a temple of the Lord, and the living environment is also complete. It’s the same, so it seems to be the same wherever you live...but there are still many people who hope to move to the seaside, but unfortunately it is now closed.”

Doesn’t it have any urban characteristics? The true Creator asked and answered himself, oh, no, because culture and civilization are completely unified.

He thought for a moment, then imitated the tone of a person who came to a foreign land to seek life and asked:

“I’m going to come here to make a living, what kind of jobs can I get here?”

The young man and woman looked at each other in surprise, and the woman smiled and said: "You are such a humorous person... Work is really a very old word. Are you someone who has made achievements in archeology?"

"There are still people studying now. The Extraordinaries of the church are responsible for the necessary production, and the church will distribute food to us, and we can also pick up the ingredients and cook them ourselves. Other than that, we usually only need to pray."

"Oh." The True Creator ended the topic, looked at the labels on the two people across from him, and asked casually, "The battle between the Lord and the evil god destroyed the land across the ocean and destroyed many cities. You know these things ?"

The young man and woman nodded without any abnormalities: "Yes."

"My parents died because of this, and I feel very proud," the woman said with a smile, looking at her lover beside her, "He is the same."

The True Creator felt as if his heartbeat suddenly slowed down a beat. His head and heart began to ache and heat violently.

"…Why?" He asked.

“Because the lives of humans like us are inherently meaningless, and we will eventually run out of life and die. Being able to die in the battle between the Lord and the evil god, and being able to die in matters related to the Lord, is the most glorious thing for us. "

The young lover answered His question, and the enthusiasm and piety on his face did not seem to be fake:

"Live for God and die for God. This is the meaning of our human existence!"

"Yes, that's it. How much I envy my parents for being able to die in the death given by the gods. But I was in a safe place with my uncle at that time. Now I have no chance to die. It's meaningless. Live on earth and dedicate your faith to the Lord as much as possible..."

They sighed, a little lonely: "What a pity."

TBC

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I went to see Manjianghong with my aunt and cousin.