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

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Antigonus, who was lying on his back basking in the sun, suddenly opened his eyes.

But He didn't get up immediately. Instead, he yawned lazily, turned over, and lay relaxed on the ground. Antigonus sniffed on the ground, then stood up with eight legs clearly divided, walked to the edge of the cliff where he was lying, and looked down the cliff.

He tilted his head and stared down for a long time, until his sleepiness and drowsiness completely disappeared, and he still stood there without leaving.

After a while, his ears moved and he heard familiar footsteps.

"What are you looking at, Antigonus?"

Antigonus turned his head and saw his sister walking slowly from a distance.

Mother Heaven did not appear in the form of a demonic wolf today. The woman with a beautiful face is half-covered in a black tulle that symbolizes secrets, with little stars accompanying Him. The four wolf claws overlapped in front and were partially covered by the sleeves and black gauze. During this time, my sister gradually became accustomed to acting in a human appearance, but she still maintained the devil wolf's nature of running and intimidating others, combining the beauty and characteristics of both races.

"I'm looking at the scenery, sister, why are you here?"

The demon wolf turned around. After basking in the sun for a while, having a good sleep, and seeing his relatives again, He was in a very bright mood.

"You didn't go out for a run today, so I came to see what you were doing." Heavenly Mother slowly approached, holding a bouquet of flowers probably donated by believers, "When I looked over, I saw you looking around on the edge of the cliff. looking at what?"

His voice was gentle and calm. Antigonus liked this voice very much, and his ears were slightly tilted up as his mood changed.

Antigonus was also very familiar with the appearance of his sister. He knew that in the small country where they sheltered, his sister used this image to attract followers for himself. The female statues and portraits of the "Lord of the Night, Mother of the Sky", which symbolize tranquility and sleep, are always accompanied by countless souls. Some have peaceful faces, embracing death as if falling into deep sleep, while others have ferocious looks, symbolizing evil people and pagans.

And his sister was like a real goddess - and this appearance also made Antigonus feel a little dazed and uneasy.

He couldn't explain the source of his uneasiness, but he instinctively felt that his sister's appearance reminded him of another person, a person who frightened him.

Antigonus stood on the edge of the cliff and motioned to Mother Heaven to also look at the foot of the mountain:

"I feel like there is something around here, attracting me. Sister, have you seen anything?"

After saying that, He moved his nose and said happily:

"Sister, are your injuries healed?"

"...Well, it's ready."

Mother Heaven's eyes wandered and she did not discuss this topic too much.

He walked up quickly and stood next to the huge magic wolf, overlooking the Honakis Mountains with him.

"Is there anything worthy of your attention down there?" He looked around and then shook his head, "I didn't see anything. Maybe the soothsayer passing by caught your attention. If something comes here , people in the Kingdom of Darkness will definitely pray to me.”

"There's none?"

Antigonus still didn't believe it, so he jumped off the cliff. His huge body was surprisingly dexterous, as if it had no weight at all. He landed on the small area where he felt something was wrong with a vigorous step, lowered his head and sniffed back and forth, looking for the abnormal location.

The small piece of land he was locked on was covered with large patches of wild flowers of various colors. Antigonus vaguely felt that the thing that attracted him was right here, either directly above, underground, or under the ground. The location of this flower bush.

But after a while, he stopped searching in confusion, raised his head, and whispered:

"Gone..."

At this time, the Mother of Heaven also appeared beside Him, like a wisp of night light coming over: "Did you find anything?"

Antigonus looked at his sister and shook his head, as if he had some realization:

"There is indeed nothing... I must have felt wrong."

He meekly squatted on the ground and tilted his head so that his sister could reach out and touch the top of his head. He took the initiative to change the topic and suggested: "Sister, I think of the Kingdom of Darkness. Let's go there and take a look. .”

Tianzhi's mother was very happy that her brother did not struggle with this topic, so she readily agreed and nodded dignifiedly: "Okay."

Antigonus immediately stood up, let his sister sit on his back, and ran quickly on the plain at the foot of the mountain.

…

Klein stopped suddenly and immediately returned to the real world.

"He is chasing Zaratul!"

"Now is the only time I have to move a little..."

The world outside was thundering and lightninging, and a certain kind of terrifying atmosphere was lingering around.

But the sound of thunder can only make Klein feel at ease now, and it will likely remain so for a long time. Before his legs could stand firmly on the ground, a serious wound suddenly appeared on his left hand. The wound in the palm of his hand was deep enough to show the bone, and a finger was directly broken.

He transferred the wound on his leg and immediately began repairing the damage on his hand.

Klein didn't dare to waste a second and had already started reciting Richard Ernst's honorary name. The speed of finger repair is still a little slower than the speed of Temperance Angel's response. After all, Mr. Klein Moretti is the partner of a large order of fifteen thousand pounds. Not only can he get the best substitute, but his service attitude is also quite good. Okay, so Richard answered the prayer immediately and received a severed finger.

Also thrown in at the same time was a spirit insect.

Blood, flesh, bones, and related extraordinary materials.

Immediately afterwards, a word was passed from the prayer side, which made Richard raise his eyebrows.

It seems that the situation is critical... Richard held the knuckle and saw the not-so-smooth cut, and made some guesses about Klein's current situation.

Immediately, He stood up and said loudly:

"Barranca, come here and help me!"

Barranca responded and asked concisely: "What are you going to do?"

"Do what's best." Richard smiled, "Since we are going to use a fake substitute as real, we must use the most realistic one." He raised the knuckles on his hand that had been wrapped in spirituality: "Since there is flesh and blood Bones, then use flesh and blood to create an identical substitute."

"Exactly the same?"

Barranca looked at Richard with inquiring eyes, then at the finger. After thinking for a few seconds, he nodded.

…

After sending the materials out, Klein was finally able to relax a little.

"I hope Zaratul is okay."

He took the time to pray silently in his heart for the old man.

Apologizing, but not much.

Klein adjusted his mood and was about to hide in the fog of history again, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of something unfamiliar in the surrounding environment out of the corner of his eye.

After a mindless and chaotic escape, he seemed to have arrived at the border of Loen. The surrounding temperature seemed to be significantly lower than Backlund. Klein guessed that he must have gone to a higher latitude area, close to A place in the Amanda Mountains.

"Run so far?" Klein's heart moved, and an inexplicable thought quickly grew in his mind. "Continuing to the east is the Amanda Mountains, and then the Feysac Empire. If we go beyond the border of Loen, Ah Will Meng take the risk? Or is it because the God of Thunder may be stronger than other gods now, even if He is active in Fusac, the God of War will only turn a blind eye?"

After several divine wars and national disasters this year, Klein found that he could now talk about God without any respect or psychological pressure.

After all, gods are also extraordinary people. Being powerful extraordinary people does not prove that they are transcendent and become saints.

He shook his sleeves and shook out a ball of ashes with a little red light. The paper crane was completely burned. Klein did not waste any time and once again entered the fog of history, relying on this skill to buy himself a little more time.

He exhaled and forced himself to calm down. Only in this short period of time did Klein finally have some time to think, analyze the current situation, and think about the next step.

"There is a true god in the demon path, and Edward Vaughn is not dead. He can still fight the God of Thunder, the true god in the dual paths. He even has the opportunity to attack me many times. Could it be that he became a god? Not Fabuti? It's unimaginable. ah……"

"Then he can fight back and forth with the God of Thunder, and he is also a dual-path true god? What is his other path? A prisoner?"

In the impression, there seems to be no abnormal situation when becoming a god?

All the gods were very powerful. When the "God of Death" returned, the dead in the southern continent revived, the church in the northern continent was attacked, and when the "storm" devoured the "truth", the white tower of mysticism collapsed, and believers in both paths heard the majesty. the sound of the new white tower being built;

When the "Hidden Sage" fused the gods of steam and machinery, he cast a wide range of mysterious magic to save Trier, the spiritual world expanded, and a complete mystical tree of life grew. In his impression, Klein only remembers that when the "demon" path became a god, extreme chaos broke out, and people's malice and desires were out of control, but "the bound one"... nothing seemed to happen.

Klein didn't know that the newly promoted "Bound One" only stayed on the throne for a few days before losing his uniqueness. He also didn't know that Edward was just getting ready to feel sad when attending his friend's funeral when he suddenly remembered that his friend still owed him one and only. How complicated the mood is during sex. He trotted among the fragments of history, thinking of the way the nightgown and clothes suddenly attacked him. Klein nodded slightly and confirmed based on his rich experience of being attacked that this was the attack method of the Rose School - and then he took a breath After a pause, a cold sweat broke out from behind.

"If He is the dual-path true God of prisoners and criminals, then wouldn't my contacting Richard Ernst be tantamount to seeking death?"

I gave Him my bones and flesh! The Prisoner Path is best at cursing!

"Or are they still struggling? Or do the new gods not care about them? Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Edward Vaughn does not have any followers or affiliated organizations... When I was searching for information in the Aurora Society before, , the Dark Saint told me that he occasionally assists the Aurora Society and the True Creator in doing some things, but it is not an affiliation, it is more like an occasional collaboration... Well, they are all the remnants of the villainous past."

Klein's brows furrowed slightly, and cold sweat slid down near his temples.

Indeed, with the curse ability of the "Prisoner" pathway, if Richard Ernst really got Edward Vaughn's order to do something to him, he would have been cursed to death the moment his little finger was thrown over. Any suspense.

"What does Edward Vaughan have to do with that gray-haired demon?"

"They have one thing in common, that is, they attack me every time they appear." Klein thought of the past, when the True Creator and the demon came to visit him. The other party wanted to attack him, but the True Creator stopped him.

"Judging from the situation when Ince Zangwill was killed, it was the strange demon who became a god, but now it's Edward Vaughn who appears again... Is he a different person, or two of the same person? A face? If it’s the relationship between me and the ‘world’, who is real?”

Klein couldn't figure out the outcome and immediately abandoned this doubt.

There is no use thinking about this, survival is the most important thing now!

"He or they all want to keep taking action against me. The essence is that they want to kill the person who owns the Origin Castle. I am just the second best."

"I am now Sequence 3, do you think He should take action again? It's strange, then during the period from my Sequence 4 to my promotion, the True Creator was not around, why didn't He take action? Why did He let me become Sequence 3? This happened before With so many big things going on, it would be strange if the true god of the demon and prisoner paths didn’t push or manipulate these chaos at all.”

Klein's eyes widened slightly: "Is there no chance?"

A vague guess formed in his mind, but now was not the time to get lost in emotion. Spirituality is consumed rapidly, and the time we can stay in the fog of history is getting shorter and shorter. Klein abruptly interrupted these thoughts and thought of the most important thing at the moment:

"If I have Origin Castle, He will always take action against me."

"The God of Thunder cannot protect me 24 hours a day. He can make countless mistakes, but my Sequence 3 is so fragile that they will die if I look at them. He succeeds once, and then he only needs to wait for me next to my body. Resurrection and kill again, and I'm finished."

Klein stopped, stayed in the fog of history, and sat down slowly.

After he stopped, the surrounding fog suddenly became thicker, and a group of bouncing flames gradually gathered around him. Klein waved towards the flames, and Fulgrim's dogs happily ran out, surrounding Klein. Ryan wagged his tail.

Seemingly sensing that the "great being" was depressed, several Fulgrim dogs boldly approached Klein and rubbed their heads against Klein's shoulders.

Klein dodged the flames extending from the eyes of the Dogs of Fulgrim, then stroked their heads and backs skillfully, and sighed softly.

"And Arrods, you all gathered around me because of Sefirah Castle, but I am not the 'great master'."

"I have a choice in front of me now. If I make this choice, I don't know what will happen in the future. But if I don't make this choice, maybe I will soon experience the feeling of being stuck at the resurrection point and killing twice in a row. "

Klein muttered, touched each of Fulgrim's dogs one by one, and then ran wildly into the distance.

In the dark world, Fulgrim's dogs jumped and followed him, passing through fragments of history one after another, and finally broke out of the fog!

He landed on a mountain covered in snow. There seem to be many strange tents and buildings at the foot of the snow-capped mountains. They have been covered with a thick layer of snow, and no one is walking around among them. They must have been abandoned. After landing, Klein ran directly down the slope of the snow-capped mountains into the distance. His feet stepped on the snow as thick as his calves, leaving long traces along the way.

"Amon!"

On the desolate border mountains, he shouted again!

"Amon!"

TBC

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Follow me quickly! (referring to imagination)