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

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"Oh my god." Amon took a sip of the drink in his hand, "It's so exciting."

He wandered around the nooks and crannies of the northern continent, raising his head from time to time to pay attention to the battle between the gods in the astral world and the spiritual world above. From the perspective of a bystander, this battle between gods was so powerful that bricks were flying, demons were dancing wildly, and visions were frequent and exciting.

The sky was dark, it was not six o'clock in the evening, and there was no one on the street, so the gas street lights in this small city were not turned on on time. Amon was walking on the street, holding a freshly squeezed juice drink from a store. Although His face and clothing could not be clearly seen, the monocle on his right eye could be seen shining, reflecting a bit of the smile that had been on his lips all year round.

When Leodro suddenly attacked and killed Herabogen to become a true god with two paths, Amon sneered at the betrayers' dog-eating dogs;

When the God of War and the God of Death wanted to protect themselves and show their face in front of the so-called Creator, Amon's sneer turned into sarcasm;

When Medici and the God of Steam and Machinery faced off against the original witch and the hidden sage for Intis, Amon wanted to laugh a little, but he didn't want to. He felt that he was probably a little bored, and from the standpoint of fighting between gods When it came to the performance, Amon felt bored and bored.

It seems like this has always been the case, and all extraordinary people are like this. They or they chase the people in front of them one after another, not for the beliefs and beauty that are praised, but to kill the people in front of them and let themselves go higher.

And this road is never-ending, just like going from Sequence 9 to Sequence 0, and from Sequence 0 to the old days. In the end, you have no choice but to wait for you in the beginning, waiting to wake up in you, or in other gods, and then refresh the world and start the next reincarnation.

It's like a dilemma, a dead end.

Only at this time can Amon feel more personally how superior his origin is - he was the unique King of Angels from the beginning, skipping the trouble of being weak starting from a low sequence, and avoiding the The never-ending days of being hunted and chasing others, just one step to play with others, and the only enemy is only Pales Zoroastrian, who is relatively good at hiding.

Having an opponent who has been chasing for almost a thousand years without catching up may sound annoying to others, but Amon doesn't think so. Amon even enjoys it and is not in a hurry. After all, he still has I have no idea about the ritual of becoming a god.

Pales is like a toy that is stronger than everyone else. He will not sit still and wait for death, nor will he cry for help, nor will he give up on himself. Even if he is so weak that he is about to die, he will still insist on trying to survive. Even capture a few of his own clones.

He can always bring some novel experiences and excitement to Amon, but it is a pity that he is the only one in the Zoroastrian family who is so strong.

Amon's life experience is like a joke from the old era - civilian players are the gaming experience of paying players. All members of the Thief Path, and even the unfortunate Extraordinaries of two adjacent paths, are Amon's life experiences.

The sound of thunder and water continued, as if a nearby factory was draining water. Amon took a sip of juice and thought of another thing.

"The True Creator has gone to the Eastern Continent to control the Sea of ​​Chaos. He cannot go back during this period."

"It seems that He is preparing to confirm his name as 'Creator'..."

Occupy this stolen name.

Amon kicked off a pebble from his feet and continued walking on the sidewalk.

He looked up and saw that the spiritual world had begun to become chaotic due to the battle between the two gods. If anyone tried to travel through the spiritual world or perform divination with the help of the spiritual world, he would definitely fail. When traveling through the spirit world, you will find that you have traveled to the legendary underworld. Divinations and prophecies will crazily produce various disturbing intentions related to death and battle, and you will not be able to get a normal response.

Two worlds overlap at this time. One is the world of mortals. Mortals are hiding in shelters or anywhere they feel safe waiting for disaster to strike. The other is the world of gods. The gods seem to be fighting elsewhere, but In fact, every move is still closely related to the mortal world. Sometimes a little spiritual power that escapes is enough to cause a huge disaster.

The two worlds overlap in a strange way, seemingly out of reach, but yet within reach.

"Are they... a battle of wits and courage?"

Amon, who had witnessed the God of War's betrayal in just a few moments, wanted to laugh.

The scene in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar. Many true gods and kings of angels were besieging the strongest multi-path true god. It was just a life-and-death struggle at first, but now it was just a matter of position and action. But depending on the situation, these gods joining forces did not cause much harm to Leodro. Was it possible for the ancient creator to be beaten to death by the gods, or even divided into pieces, just because Sasril betrayed his true body?

The paranoid said that what happened at the beginning was not as simple as they thought, but Amon really didn't know the deeper meaning and didn't want to know.

Not interesting at all. Amon no longer goes to see the God of War.

The countries of Loen, Sehgal, Lemburg, and Maxi have been connected by George III. No one is allowed to enter or exit without the emperor's order, and even the contact with the clone is restricted. Although Amon has uniqueness and it is not impossible to sneak in with the stealthy management of the "thief", Amon feels that there is no need to do this because it is purely an adventure.

If you just want to pursue excitement, you can let the clone sneak in and have fun. But the problem is that the Kingdom of Loen now not only has the King of Angels with the "Black Emperor" pathway, but there is also the dual-path True God Leodro there.

It was a small matter to provoke Prince Murderer, but it was a big deal to expose himself in front of Leodro.

Amon didn't think the other party would let him go in alive or come out alive.

Now, the battle in the star realm ended suddenly, and it ended so unexpectedly that Amon hadn't seen enough. But in the spirit world, Salinger and the God of War were still pulling and fighting at the same time, threatening to break the entire spirit world into pieces. Their strength has almost no water content, and their power is almost the same, and now they are indeed murderous.

The control of the tributaries of the River of Eternal Darkness makes up for the Death God's lack of a share of Sequence One and the qualitative change in power brought about by becoming a god, but the "Demon Hunter" who restrains his two adjacent paths is not easy to mess with. The tendency to turn encounters into protracted battles.

Maybe we can see the birth of another dual-path true god today? The world is so lively now!

A smile appeared on Amon's face again, and he began to look forward to the end of this farce, which had nothing to do with Him anyway. There is no living thing that doesn't like to eat melons, let alone this kind of live melon that tastes delicious.

Then, He put the drink to his mouth, ready to take another sip.

Amon's movements suddenly stopped, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

He stretched out his hand, pinched his right eye socket, took off his monocle and put it on again, feeling full of doubts in his heart.

"Who was playing me just now?"

"I can't influence him yet..."

Amon once again looked in the direction of the Loen Kingdom, his expression became very strange, as if he was trying to suppress something. Thunder and lightning flashed in the distant sky, and Amon had no choice but to turn around reluctantly and continue walking absentmindedly.

I am not in a hurry. He thought, I'm not in a hurry.

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In an instant, the original witch who had reached the southern continent suddenly stopped, her delicate eyebrows deeply knitted together.

"No! If the mysterious one has returned...why is he with the Creator's camp?"

Only now did he realize that he seemed to be overreacting. It was as if his brain was rusty and he was not thinking at all. After seeing that the image of the Lord of Mysteries and the aura of Origin Castle were not fake, he just wanted to leave quickly. When he thought about it carefully, this was not right at all. !

"Someone has found Origin Castle!" He suddenly realized, "The Lord of Mysteries is about to be born!"

"We should immediately look for such a person now. Since he is on Medici's side, I should consider removing him!"

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Klein left Sefirah Castle again doubtfully, yawned, opened his eyes, and took the warm tea from the valet.

Seeing that people around him were either taking out the bread they had brought or asking servants to prepare food, Klein also joked to Richardson and Walter: "Is the afternoon tea over yet?"

"Yes, sir." Walter said, "It's almost dinner time."

According to Loen's upper-class dinner time, that means it's almost six o'clock now.

Usually, the servants will start early to prepare the corresponding ingredients to make delicious dishes according to the employer's requirements, and then select the wine to accompany the meal according to the requirements or the type of food. They also need to wait for the masters to finish socializing and come back to change clothes. It is very normal for it to take more than an hour. of. But things are not done so exquisitely in shelters now. Klein saw that the middle-class friends around him just asked the servants to take out bread and meat. Some people brought small pots to fry them a little, and some people just put the bread and meat slices in. Spread with jam and eat with tea.

——Run, as the planner of this raid on the God of War, issued the evacuation notice relatively early, and also stated that citizens may be required to stay in the evacuation shelter for a period of time, so it is not very strange to bring the pot.

Klein coughed and happened to see the harmless but teasing smile of Congressman Macht's wife not far away. Miss Hazel was standing next to her mother, paying attention while waiting for the servant to prepare dinner. Follow the surrounding movements.

When the evacuation notice was issued, Congressman Macht was already working in Queens, and her father was not around. As an extraordinary person, she subconsciously took on the role of her mother's bodyguard in such an environment.

He smiled back a little sheepishly, feeling that he had indeed slept a little too much this afternoon. Then he took off the thin blanket covering his body, stood up and stretched his muscles. Considering that the battle between Medici, the God of Steam and Machinery, and the Original Witch seems to have come to an end, and there is a high probability that he will have nothing to do next, Klein's mood relaxed a little, and he was more concerned about his personal man. The servant and the steward said:

"Walter, what food do we have?"

Of course, as a master, you don't have to think about everything, otherwise what would the housekeeper and servants do?

Walter lowered his head slightly and looked at the two wooden boxes at their feet: "Sir, we have brought enough food for three people for four days, including a lot of snack bread, some butter, a lot of meat, and a small amount of fruit. Sorry, the evacuation was urgent and we didn’t bring any alcohol.”

Klein nodded indifferently: "Bread, sausage and cooked beef, just tea."

Richardson had already opened the box: "Okay."

After giving all these instructions, Klein sat back in his chair again and waited calmly for dinner to be served.

There were only a few people using kitchen utensils in the shelter, and they were all close to a place with good ventilation to prevent the smell of coal from affecting others. Judging from this number and the good ventilation, there should be no need to worry about the carbon monoxide concentration. Exceeded.

Some people heat meat near a kettle that is boiling water, which is really inconvenient...

Klein sighed. When he saw others frying meat, he thought of the pans in the small apartment where he lived alone. He used a discount coupon to buy a set of pans from the Internet. For restaurants, it’s cheaper to buy your own food and cook it yourself.

Although the rice I cooked was difficult to eat at first, the skill and taste improved over time.

Fortunately, I know how to cook and can occasionally savor the taste of egg fried rice in today's world.

Then Klein remembered the induction cooker he bought at the supermarket on sale, and the small electric pot he occasionally used to cook porridge and mutton. It was very comfortable to cook pots alone at home in winter... The tip of Klein's nose lingered with coal and food. It was a mixture of complex smells, but his thoughts drifted further and further, to his small, messy but cozy apartment, and to the phone calls from his parents from time to time.

Klein wrinkled his nose and wiped his face calmly, wiping away the sore feeling in his eyes.

There is no place in the world now where he can feel safe and nostalgic. Only he can give him a sense of security.

Therefore, he is now more curious about the world of the Republic of China related to the hidden sages. At least it is closer to him. The words and styles there are more familiar to him and more like the hometown he dreams of. If he had "traveled" not to a European country similar to the 18th to 19th centuries, but to a Chinese-style era, at least he wouldn't have to recall square characters in English, or remember candied haws and steamed buns in front of bread.

He instinctively felt that the scene he was affected by and saw might not be an accident. It might be that the Hidden Sage was really conveying this information. After all, the other party was a channel related to information data - but what was the purpose of transmitting this information?

"I can't come up with an answer... Let's think about other things first."

Klein rubbed his brows and shifted his thoughts to another place.

"I played Amon and actually scared the original witch to leave on the spot. As a result, all my magician potions were digested in a 'snap'. Well, now the search for the main materials of Sequence 3 should really be put on the agenda. First of all Who should I pray to?”

"The True Creator said that after He leaves, it is best not to chant His name, and if you have anything to ask other people in the Aurora Society."

"Then I'll contact the Dark Saint later..."

Klein felt in his pocket and found a corresponding charm.

The charm is hard, but it feels inexplicably soft when you pinch it, as if you are pinching a ball of warm flesh and blood.

Although there is no honorable name available in Sequence 4, the Dark Saint belongs to the "Secret Prayer". There are corresponding spells in the Aurora Society that can allow members of other channels to join the Secret Prayer's special channel. It just so happens that the Faceless Men are also good at twisting flesh and blood. As long as you use this spell, you can temporarily gain the ability to communicate through flesh and blood through the "Secret Prayer" channel, and contacting the Dark Saint is a breeze.

"Shouldn't it be Amon who scared Chike away?"

Although the myth of Silver City calls Amon the "God of Mischief", Amon's essence should be the "Angel of Time", the king of angels with the path of "thief". The original witch Chike is a true god no matter what, and a relatively active true god.

Not only did he change Triss's name and prepare to use her as a vessel for divine descent, but he also planned to use the Backlund smog to do something. The King of Angels definitely cannot scare away a true god, so it should be the combination of Source Castle + Amon that scares the original witch. The combination of "Source Castle + Amon" must remind her of something, which makes my "cunning" The magic potion of "Mage" is digested instantly.

What does this combination represent?

Klein just felt that Amon must be more intimidating than him, and he thought "it would be nice to make Chike stunned for a second" before making this move. He did not expect that it would have such a good effect.

Mr. Fool touched his chin, feeling that he had accidentally touched a core secret.

Then, a name suddenly popped into his mind.

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun?"

"When the True Creator met for the first time, he specifically asked me if there was anyone who called himself 'Tianzun' talking to me..."

"... Just assume that... Source Castle will make Amon become a Heavenly Lord?"

"So what exactly is Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun? A multi-path true god? Or a multi-path true god who can completely control Origin Castle? So it can scare away a Qi Ke?"

Klein thought about it casually and suddenly felt horrified:

"The True Creator has always helped me and planned everything for me. Does he expect me to become Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun? Or to replace Him?"

TBC

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Amon: I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry.