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

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Edward almost laughed out loud.

Friend, your believers are experiencing a great flood, your followers are about to be killed, and the lives of your angels are also in danger. Three ways are about to find the answer. Now it is too late to repair Noah's Ark, and the result is the worst. Do you still care about that kid Klein’s belief?

Good, he thought. It fits my stereotype of God. Your relationship is really bad.

Gods, believers, and angels are all renewable resources. If you really like it, just imagine a personality and bring it with you. But Tianzun's back-up plan is something that can only be found. It just so happens that this kid is right under God's nose - from that dream, you can already see how interested He is.

He also specifically emphasized that he was a "devout" believer!

What's even worse is that the True Creator has indeed had the idea of ​​making Klein his believer. Whether it's a true belief or a pretense, as long as the True Creator can succeed, becoming a believer of the Creator will be a blessing. harmful things. He had had this idea before, and this idea fit in with God's little obsession. It was probably a rare thing for the two of them to agree on.

He coughed and tried his best to keep his expression unchanged:

"What's making you hesitate?"

It's such a good thing to be able to make my enemy's resurrected disciple become my believer and personally help him nail the coffin boards! So in the face of such a huge temptation, why didn't God immediately get up and rush into Backlund to press Klein's head into the holy water and wash it? It seems that the life experience of the true Creator has indeed had a little effect. He is actually thinking and hesitating now - what is he hesitating about?

The black-haired stickman didn't answer, and the words on the notebook disappeared line by line.

After about a full minute, God’s answer appeared again:

"expect."

expect?

What can God expect from Tianzun? It seems that you, the True Creator, have really added some extra emotions to God.

Edward stared at the word in the notebook, and for the first time he felt that things had become interesting. The True Creator integrated Himself into the life of God and became a part of Him, and God knew and acquiesced. The true Creator has added some of his own emotions and the most intense personal feelings into it, and God knows it, and it seems that he has not strongly resisted it. It seems that as long as God's backhands don't say "I want to replace you", By obediently "integrating with God", you can gain some tolerance and leave some traces of yourself.

How little tolerance!

I always felt that God didn't care about the life and death of people outside, and Edward didn't care either.

"What to expect?"

——The implication is actually, what consensus has the true Creator’s will reached with you? Is there any consensus other than "let Klein become his disciple and live a good life"?

After writing this sentence, Edward thought for a moment and filled in the phrase "Excuse me are you there" in front. In a sense, God is tolerant and equal. He can answer all questions, provided that you look pious and serious and polite enough.

The round eyes of the black stickman moved slightly, as if looking at the concrete ceiling of the institute. After a while, a paragraph gradually appeared on the notebook.

"I'm looking forward to him voluntarily giving up on becoming the successor of Tianzun, looking forward to him giving up his responsibility and self, bowing to salvation, and becoming my believer for the happiness of the sheltered lamb."

"I am also looking forward to how he will beat several other imps to a bloody head, and finally they will die together."

Your idea is quite strange... The former can be used to mock Tianzun until the end of the universe, and what is the latter for? Will you also feel happy to see Tianzun's successor deflated? Or is God just watching the extraordinary cricket fight and finding it interesting?

Oh... In other words, judging from the holy wars that believers frequently start, the frequent expeditions that they continue to fight even if they have no results, the never-ending wars of faith, and the countless blood debts committed in the name of God, God He does have the characteristic of loving to watch crickets fighting, and he seems to like his followers to do something out of so-called piety and "God's favor", such as starting a war between petri dishes.

Edward held his chin, recalling the God in the Old Testament who was more like a high-dimensional creature who could do whatever he wanted than a so-called God, and asked again:

"Why not just kill them all?"

God's pair of black hollow circles changed positions and returned to their original positions. Immediately afterwards, many simple and abstract characters began to appear in the blank space in Edward's notebook, including a human-faced demon wolf dozing off with his eyes closed, Klein wearing a top hat, and Ah with a monocle on his face. Meng, there was an old man with a white beard wearing a hood, and even an equally old but strange person.

Who is this? Edward took a special look at this person, but still didn't recognize him.

Then these small portraits converged towards a central point, forming a vortex and turning into a smiling mask.

When it comes to his mortal enemy, God has a little more words: "The chain reaction of the pillars, it will be eighteen years before the barrier disappears completely. If I leave the Sea of ​​Chaos rashly, the consciousness of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun will wake up with me at the first time. To counterbalance, the demon wolf named Antigonus or Amon, or wake up directly on the Source Castle. He will turn all Sequence 0 and creatures on the earth into marionettes before I do it , snatching my lamb as before, the world I created, causing me trouble.”

"Oh." Edward said, "Do you think that beating them all to death will stimulate Tianzun to wake up directly?"

The black-haired stickman didn't answer.

"Then, they will beat their heads to pieces and then die together. Is that your prediction?"

God still didn't answer.

This prediction is quite perfunctory, but the probability of it coming true is quite high.

"When I think about it carefully, I think Zaratul and Antigonus have become respectable. For the creatures on earth, becoming a god means erasing oneself. I can understand that Antigonus needs the strength to take revenge. , it’s incredible that Zaratul and Amon worked so hard to fight for a chance to commit suicide, or to fight for a chance to turn others into toys instead of turning themselves into toys.”

"Don't you include the door?"

"no need."

Mr. "Gate" Bethel Abraham is controlled by the fallen Mother Goddess and has been deeply contaminated. Unless there is no choice, Tianzun will simply give up on him and not revive this unlucky angel king. This is why the fallen mother goddess has been able to control him for so long.

Judging from "Don't Save Me", Bethel also has a relatively strong idea of ​​​​self-abandonment. If there is a chance to completely die and escape the control of the fallen mother goddess, he may be willing to die happily.

In this case, there is no need to treat him as one of the competitors.

Just look at it as a magic potion for the "gate" path to the true god.

"Mr. Men seems to be compatible with the 'wrong' godhood ceremony? Amon can just steal it and become a dual-path true god in one fell swoop..."

Edward thought about the details and couldn't help but touch his chin and start thinking:

"Maybe George III is the same? Or maybe Adam simply wants to add a god to the earth. In terms of time, George III's godhood ceremony can also be stolen, but under the premise that Mr. Door can steal it, no It’s not necessary as a last resort.”

After all, George III is probably the new Black Emperor promoted by Adam. Although it can be regarded as a "necessary sacrifice", the premise must be that the benefits of sacrificing the future Black Emperor are greater than that of a true god.

"Then again, do you still want Intis?" The prayers in his ears became more and more chaotic, and his emotions became more and more crazy. Edward couldn't help but once again try to explore how many true creators God has left. Content, "Leodro will unify the Northern Continent if this continues. Do you plan to turn your Intis into a government-in-exile and settle in the underground sealing chamber of the Church of Storms just two months after its reorganization and founding of the country?"

The black-haired little man looked at the sky and said nothing.

"If my idea is to protect the earth and take care of the people on the earth, then I don't care about a country, and vice versa."

"If my idea was to contain Tianzun and temporarily ignore those reptile-like candidates, then I would not act now."

The memory of the true Creator is useful, but not entirely useful. He was willing to self-destruct to become one with God, but it also depended on God’s mood. God did not bother to debate whether the “I” in His words referred to the memory of the true Creator or Himself. He just said calmly:

"Devil, you should be able to understand that my kindness is not infinite, and my tolerance is not without price."

He is fully aware of the demands and desires of the true Creator.

He recognized the experiences and memories of the true Creator. After all, this is “He”, but that did not mean that He would fully accept His ideas.

The true Creator wants to protect human beings and wants to give them more favors, and God allows it;

The True Creator hopes that Klein will not be targeted by God because of his identity and Origin Castle. He hopes that Klein can continue to live, and God allows it.

Edward turned his pen and thought absently of the last words of the true Creator:

"Come and stop me."

This sentence does not mean that Klein should be used to prevent the resurrection of God. He is already in the Sea of ​​Chaos. What's more, even the Heavenly Lord cannot fix God into a certain personality or a certain memory, and God cannot do it either. Otherwise, they would have made a decision or made peace with each other long ago.

What the True Creator wants to express is that he hopes that Klein can stop "God" and prevent God from once again creating a "perfect" world that is exactly the same as in the dream, a world that is so perfect that it will be the same whether there are humans or not.

——This thing is not allowed by God. Now it's just that it's still in the process of fusion and has not taken action.

"Of course I know that you love humans, but you let them live naked and in ignorance in the Garden of Eden. You planted the apple tree with hearing and eyesight in the middle of the garden, but you were angry at the snake that loved mischief and deceit and tempted humans to pick the fruit."

Just because Leodro rules the Northern Continent doesn't mean that the world will be destroyed and humanity will perish, right?

Edward was spinning his pen in a bored manner, saying some words that Amon couldn't understand even after racking his brains - the Garden of Eden is the stronghold of the Psychological Alchemy Society, where only desires in animal form exist. Why does it say that God allows humans to live in it? ? There were no apple trees, no naked humans, and no snakes to tempt humans. What on earth was the devil saying? ——"You are clearly omniscient and omnipotent, but you are also very contradictory. You seem to expect humans to do rebellious things, but you do not allow them to rebel too much. Almighty, you seem to be a less successful parent. Can I say that? ?”

"There is no logic in your judgment, and you are not qualified to judge me." The black-haired stickman replied in a calm tone.

"Okay, of course I know. I don't have the power or instinct you have, and of course I can't judge you. I'm just a weak person passing by the old days. Just treat me as if I didn't say anything just now."

Edward followed the steps down. He turned over the page with the stick figures and paused on the new page:

"Let me ask you one last time, you really have no intention of stopping Leodro or protecting Intis, right? After all, he is your believer. If you don't want to care, then I won't care either."

God did not feel impatient with the repeated questions. He just repeated a sentence with profound meaning:

"Nothing will happen to Medici."

…

Leodro raised a hand flatly and disdainfully.

The star realm shook, the clouds rolled, and furious thunder brewed directly above the God of Steam and Machinery. The surrounding magnetic field suddenly became violent and distorted, and the light of the analytical structure of the God of Steam and Machinery was also distorted, almost falling from Inti. Sweeping across the land.

After the silver-white barrier, the water level of the sea dropped rapidly. In just a few breaths, it left the Honakis Mountains and returned to where the sea should have been. But the sea water will not disappear out of thin air, and there are no tsunamis in other places. They are just transported and moved into the sky. The mechanism on the neck of the God of Steam and Machinery rotates, and he sees the sky corresponding to the star realm above his head. Above, the aura that seemed to destroy everything quickly turned from virtual to real, and from the increasingly gloomy clouds above Intis, there was actually a frightening sound of water.

The momentum of the angels of the sun has been suppressed again and again, and the little sun has turned into a gas street lamp. The tyrants in the adjacent paths make them feel uncontrollable fear, and the lack of response from the gods they believe in has intensified this fear.

The circuit was suddenly disconnected for some unknown reason, and the new electric lights went out one after another, leaving the whole country in darkness. The tyrant's threat weighed heavily on everyone's head, in everyone's heart, and suppressed their throats that could be used to scream. Even babies no longer dare to cry loudly. Instead, they huddle in the arms of their parents and tremble, gestating the most desperate fear in the ultimate silence.

The Cathedral of Light also became dim, and Ms. D had already left the small platform. But at this moment, even escaping seemed to be something that required great courage. Including her, the priests stood there stiffly like stone sculptures, looking at each other.

It seems that there is nothing to do but to wait for death to come.

"Has the Lord still not responded to us?" She was simply unbelievable! It is because of his non-stop enthusiastic interactions with believers that the True Creator can gain the most believers in the extraordinary world!

The devout and elderly officiant looked at his junior and shook his head silently.

Mr. A grew it out of nowhere. When others were speechless, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth:

"Maybe we did something wrong."

This divine messenger, who was so pious that he could simply ignore his brain, said seriously: "The Lord abandoned us because we did something wrong. Maybe He went to the sanctuary and found His true chosen ones. Now he doesn't We sinners are no longer needed.”

Irena was silent for a moment and asked: "Then what is our sin?"

Mr. A shook his head.

"I don't know." He said calmly, "But the Lord is infallible, so I must be guilty. I went to repent first, and hope that we can all find peace before destruction."

After that, he turned and walked towards the confession room. Behind him, more and more members who had no choice began to pray and confess. Irena stood there, listening to her companions confessing some so-called "sins". She He lowered his head and slowly made the sign of the cross on his chest.

——Her hands trembled violently, her teeth were clenched, and she spoke out one word with great difficulty:

"No……"

"It shouldn't be like this! You shouldn't be waiting here to die!"

Irena, who used to be dignified and elegant in the past, suddenly exploded. She seemed to jump from the sun to the storm in an instant, erupting with huge energy that shocked all the priests and even her teacher:

"You shouldn't be waiting to die here!"

"Even if we get to this point, we, we - at least can do something!"

Her Intis noble language system also collapsed at this moment. A bunch of swear words from the Southern Continent and Trier came out of the earl's daughter's mouth. Irena was even a little angry. She stretched out her hand and grabbed it fiercely. He leaned on the shoulders of his teacher and boss and said loudly:

"Run away! At least try to escape!!"

"Master Priest! You can at least try to escape! Even if we are all guilty, are all the people in Intis guilty? Are the newborn children also guilty? Do we all have to be so obedient because of our sins? Go to hell?!”

"You should at least try to escape! At least try to escape with the children in the nursery!!"

"Maybe... in this way... you can wash away your sins and go to heaven!!"

Irena was so frightened by the tyrant that she trembled all over. She seemed to have spent all her energy to say a few words. The officiant stared at her pale face for a long time, and after a short silence, he suddenly said:

"...I will contact your two highnesses now."

"You are right, there is also His Highness Bonova of the Church of Steam. He has returned to Trier."

The officiant spoke faster and faster, then he took a step back and let Irena's hand fall naturally from his shoulder. The officiant turned and ran towards the orphanage and nursery attached to the Cathedral of Light. A group of people stared at him blankly. Back view.

Irena breathed a sigh of relief immediately. She was covered in cold sweat and could hardly stand still. She managed to get rid of the dizziness by holding on to the wall.

After running a few meters, the officiant suddenly turned his head, looked at the pile of wooden figures behind him, and became furious:

"What are you doing standing still! Come on!"

"Even if we are going to die because of our sins, we must try our best to let innocent children pass on our faith together!"

Seeing that there were still a few people who didn't react, the officiant also cursed the Trier curse he had just learned from Irena, and cursed loudly:

"Hurry! Move quickly!"

"Don't you want to go to heaven?!"

The others woke up from a dream and rushed out of the Cathedral of Light like a race.

Irena took a few breaths and ran out.

Without this group of extraordinary people in the path of the sun, the originally glowing cathedral was quickly swallowed up by darkness. However, these light sources did not disappear. Instead, they quickly formed a line and rushed towards the church's orphanage and archives. and the Foundling House.

In the star realm.

With the sharp and ear-piercing sound, the sky of the star world was torn apart with a bang. There was no extremely cool lightning storm, no fancy winds and tsunamis, and it was even surprisingly quiet. The God of Steam and Machinery only saw a silvery-white light flashing past his eyes. Silence enveloped the aura of destruction, as if all light sources from the outside were extinguished, and it suddenly fell on Him.

Unable to parse!

There's no way to avoid it!

Cannot be decomposed!

The error reports that kept popping up made things even more desperate. Then, it seemed that the sky just darkened for a moment, and then his body suddenly became unable to move. So much so that the God of Steam and Machinery actually thought very humanely at that moment, "Did he blink?" Take a look."

The thunder penetrated his body and shattered his heart. The electric current violently tore apart everything on his body.

And He is not dead yet. The mechanical structure allows Him to use every scattered semi-finished product as the carrier of his own consciousness, so He clearly "sees" the whole process of himself falling apart - thunder and lightning destroyed the heart of the furnace, and His His heart stopped, and plasma flowed on his body, cutting off his control over himself. The current destroyed the magnetic field and affected the electromagnetic waves. The God of Steam and Machinery saw explosions and snowflakes appearing one after another in his field of vision. The signal was blocked, and he fell into a world where there was nothing but black and white.

God is collapsing, every department of the huge machinery is gradually stopping, and even the prayers of believers are gradually becoming inaudible.

The God of Steam and Machinery seemed to be "thrown" out of this world.

He suddenly felt fearful and sad, as if the program was out of order. After his body and divinity were destroyed, his spirit also began to become chaotic.

I'm hating. He said, I hate this world that has made me a god, and I hate the eternal blazing sun. God does not need excellence or ability, he only needs to be weak and submissive enough. Therefore, many craftsmen who are better than Him were not selected, died before Him, and even became subordinates of incompetent things like Him. .

He is indeed incompetent enough, so incompetent that Eternal Fierce Sun can rest assured, because He cannot even digest the magic potion.

I'm regretting it. He said. I should know that this is the limit of my abilities, and I should reject the hints and investments of the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun. Which is more embarrassing, being an ordinary saint and dying, or being an incompetent god and dying?

You see, how shameful, even if you do your best, even if you temporarily steal some authority, you are still killed in the end.

Maybe He died a long time ago, but no one took action until now.

No one answered him, and no one listened to his dying thoughts. The God of Steam and Machinery felt that he was just hypocritical before his death. After all, you can die anytime you want, so why do you have to pretend to hate your own incompetence now?

But...even if I am so useless, even if I am still so imperfect, this is the world that I tried my best to create.

He felt that he was going to die like this, as an incompetent, useless god who couldn't even protect his own believers.

——At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew.

It’s as if you are passing here from a distant wilderness, and the swirling wind of information brings the call of the wilderness.

"Do you want to protect Intis?"

The God of Steam and Machinery's thoughts paused for a moment, and the wind of the wilderness became entangled further, and a strange and old voice seemed to whisper against his hearing system.

"Then give me everything you have, you foreign god. I have the ability to take your place and do everything you can't do."

TBC

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Steam is the character that makes me sigh and hate iron the most.

It is true that there is no need for strength when choosing a follower. Lieyang will definitely not consider social development when choosing a follower. He only needs to choose good control. It is this idea that created such a speechless "civilized" god. .