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

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Klein's heart slowly sank.

Of course he hoped that this was just his guess, the worst guess. In fact, nothing happened to anyone and nothing happened... But he couldn't think of other better developments and couldn't deceive himself because of Amon's actions and personality. Completely limiting his imagination.

Hermes was obviously aware of the truth of the matter. He cast a vaguely comforting look at Klein, and then casually said a few words to the guard before quietly ending the dream and leaving his will.

At the edge of the Moon City stronghold, the guard's body suddenly shook, and he suddenly woke up because he lost his balance.

He almost fell asleep while holding his weapon!

The guard was frightened into a cold sweat by his dereliction of duty. People living in this land must remain vigilant at all times as long as they leave the city. An inconspicuous nap may kill everyone—— Because dreams here are always dangerous.

He looked around nervously and found that his companions were still eating around the fire, and the meat soup in the pot had only been reduced by about half.

The guard relaxed and confirmed that only a few minutes had passed. He patted his face, regained his composure, and continued to patrol.

Far away outside the stronghold, Hermes opened his eyes again.

Medici continued to act as the "audience" and used his personality to support "psychological invisibility". He and Hermes exchanged glances. The "audience" angel in the team nodded and said in a deep voice:

"You two should already understand the current situation."

He looked at Medici again: "His Royal Highness the Red Angel, my relationship and understanding with His Highness the Angel of Time are limited, so I dare to ask you, when pagans and believers of the Creator live together, will His Highness the Angel of the Time open a net for the believers of the Creator? One side?"

Medici took a bite of the apple that exuded the fragrant smell of roasted chicken. He made a crunching sound that was not like a fruit, but more like the sound of biting a bone. He smiled:

"What joke are you talking about, Hermes? Time has passed so long that you can't remember it anymore? When will the Lord allow pagans and believers to mix? This kind of thing is simply impossible to happen."

"Besides, I don't believe Amon would do this now."

Medici took another bite of the apple and chewed it. This overly rich fragrance made Klein look at him frequently. He wanted to ask several times what the apple tasted like and where it was grown. But his spiritual intuition told him that he might not want to know the answer.

With Amon's ability, it is very simple to select devout believers from pagans, and it is also very simple to treat the physical defects of devout believers... But the problem is that he does not feel that he should do these things.

This is the difference between mythical creatures and humans.

If it is a human angel who believes in the ancient sun god, he will definitely provide some help to the distressed humans who share the same belief while staying alone in the Eastern Continent, just like the "Holy Word" who has been wandering here since the sun set. Angel” Steve.

The "Angel of the Holy Word" was indeed one of the angels who once followed the ancient Sun God, and was one of the "angels surrounded by radiant figures" in holy scriptures and murals. However, after all, he has fallen following the true Creator, and his spirit and views have also changed. Contaminated by these bloody and crazy spiritual forces. In addition, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and He is emotionally weak and will no longer take the initiative to help the survivors in the land abandoned by God.

The "Angel of the Holy Word" doesn't think the outside world is beautiful either. Instead, he enjoys the Eastern Continent and the Kingdom of God of shadow and sin.

He believed that the outside world was full of temptations, evil traitors, and was unwilling to tell the survivors what the outside world was like.

However, as a believer in the True Creator and an insider of the "Feast of Betrayal" (at least he thinks so), Steve will selectively pass on the belief in the True Creator to some survivors, causing them to fall into despair. And doubters have a new faith to rely on - it's better to have a gibbering mad God than a Creator who has been silent for over a thousand years, right?

God will babble, frequently request God to descend, and even babble that the "listeners" of this path will die if they are not promoted within a year. Although this is cruel and terrifying, it also proves that the existence of the true Creator is real, reliable, and active. The degree is very high.

"Amon wouldn't do that."

For Amon, belief in the ancient sun god is a must.

Those who believe are not rewarded, but converts are punished. This is quite unfair, but this is Amon's attitude. Among the countless destroyed city-states in the Land Abandoned by God, there are towns that lost all their lights in an instant due to conversion.

In the silence where everyone had different meanings, Medici finished chewing the apple in his hand, reached out and pressed Klein's shoulder, and said in a calm tone:

"Just prepare for the worst, I mean, prepare for the city to be completely destroyed."

"Although, for some reasons, Amon, who has obtained the Source Castle, cannot look at the Eastern Continent for a long time, but he is now the 'Fool', the good god who has given the survivors of the Eastern Continent the help they need. Not to mention whether you can Once you gain their trust, as long as you appear in front of them, they will definitely choose to pray to the 'Fool' immediately and report our actions."

"Worst plan? To put it bluntly... Klein, you should know what I mean."

Medici rarely called Klein's name seriously instead of "you boy". He looked at the real "Fool" standing in front of him and saw that the other person was calm and silent. After thinking for two seconds, Red Angel chose to say directly:

"I know that you have helped these people, listened to the prayers of the people in this city, and seen their happy smiles, but now this place has become a battlefield. This is war, a small, invisible war. You are on the battlefield, you cannot retreat, you must advance.”

"What are you going to do if they attack you?"

"If they are controlled by Amon and become his secret puppets or clones, crying for help from you without knowing the truth or falsehood, and at the same time want to join forces to kill you, what are you going to do?"

"What would you do if the entire city has been parasitized and will die or lose control as soon as the parasite is removed?"

Hermes, who was watching the situation in the distance, turned his head and looked at Klein. He frowned and guessed that this young man might be the favored one of the ancient god "The Fool" based on the information that "he is a fellow villager of the Creator". After all, they are all ancient, mysterious beings.

Klein fell silent.

Be hostile to the people of Moon City and Silver City, use force against them, and even fight to the death... To be honest, Klein has never considered this issue since the day he met "The Sun".

But now, this seems to be something that will happen almost 10% of the time, forcing Klein to face this cruel reality.

"I...I can't answer that question."

Faced with such a situation, even Klein could not help but feel a little troubled - he had never considered it from the perspective of force. The two angels willing to assist him were enough to suppress the two cities that did not even have Sequence 3, but This is not what he wants - he is thinking hard about whether there is a way to avoid fighting... Amon is not in the Eastern Continent now, and he may not care about these few remaining people of the Eastern Continent who have changed their beliefs. Is it really possible? Are you going to kill all these people?

He couldn't understand Amon's thoughts at all, and cold sweat slid down his forehead.

"Your Highness the Red Angel."

Hermes spoke for Klein to relieve his mental pressure: "The situation is not that serious yet. I have checked and found that the minds of most people in the city are normal. A small number of parasitic beings may also have A chance to save.”

——"Parasite" also exists in two states.

The initial parasitism is similar to the relationship between Pales Zoroaster and Leonard. The level is shallow. It can hear sounds and interfere with behavior, but it cannot directly affect the host's thoughts and thinking. If you want to communicate, Must rely on sound.

And deep parasitism is the complete control that is close to the fusion of the two.

"But there is a solution to deep parasitism, isn't it? You can rely on great beings and deal with it through rituals that can get responses."

Medici sneered, but he didn't open his mouth to refute:

"You still haven't figured out the power and status of Amon now, Hermes? Where can you find a high-ranking being who is willing to help? Are you planning to ask for mercy from... (Medici stamped his feet), or beg the Hidden Sage? By?"

Hermes looked at Medici calmly with clear eyes: "Which one do you think is better?"

"None of them are good." Medici straightened his face and looked at Klein again, "The main thing is you. What are you going to do?"

"..."

Klein, who was suddenly asked, stood up straight as if he had just woken up from a dream. He seemed to have just come back from his own thoughts, and gave Medici and Hermes a firm look:

"I'm going to negotiate with the people in Yuecheng."

"Hey!" Medici smiled and patted Klein's shoulder hard, "Are you looking for death?"

Klein shook his head and said seriously: "Based on what I know about Amon, I think Amon likes to bully the weak. If you two angels appeared, he might kill everyone and parasitize or transform everyone." Become a marionette. And if I negotiate with Moon City under the banner of 'The Fool', I may not be killed by Amon at the beginning. He may, may choose to play with me, torture me, and make me fall into despair."

"You are crazy." Hermes also disagreed with Klein's idea. "When you enter the Moon City, you must communicate with the high priest. He is most likely to have been parasitized. If you walk over like this, you are just giving it to Amon for free! "

"Yes." Klein asked, "But what can I give Him for free?"

This sentence made Hermes suddenly stunned.

"I have nothing, Mr. Hermes."

Looking into those light golden eyes, Klein said every word with utmost seriousness:

"I am not the Fool, nor the envoy of the Fool, nor anyone else. I am just an ordinary Sequence 3 Beyonder. There is nothing in me that is worthy of an angel who has obtained the Source Castle. Something the King cares about.”

“I have no value, not even as much as these converts are hated by Him so that I have a chance to live.”

"Even if there is only one person who has not been parasitized, I will try to save him from Amon's hands."

This... Hermes was still reluctant, but just when he was about to say something to dissuade him, a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder, and the power from the spiritual link made him hold it down, and he couldn't help but look at Medici.

"Well said, Klein, just do whatever you want. Anyway, we don't have the ability to beat up Amon now, right?"

Medici finished this sentence in a very nonchalant tone, then looked at Klein, and after carefully sizing him up, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised into a smile.

"I'll do whatever I can to help you."

"Because I believe you."

TBC

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Tingen.

After Leonard finished flipping through the official documents in his hand, wrote annotations and stamped them one by one, he pushed everything on the table forward and fell heavily on the cushion of the high-backed work chair provided by the Church of Storms.

"Old man, how many days is this?"

He clasped his fingers and counted the days in boredom:

"It has been twenty-three days since I was approached by Kurt... no, from the day when 'The Fool' suddenly asked me to approach the Thunder Church. It will be a month soon. In this month, I have I spent twenty days in Thunder Church, and I never even left the church door! My voice has become louder now, and I subconsciously beat my chest when praying. Old man, do you have any clues?"

Pales didn't want to pay attention to him, because there was nothing he could do.

Dozens of days of boredom are nothing to an old angel with a four-digit lifespan, but Leonard stays here peacefully not only for himself but also for Him. He also has no choice but to chat with Leonard about nothing. , to relieve his boring and irritable mood - although in the eyes of other people in the Thunder Church, the deacon of the Night Church would suddenly talk to the air while walking and talk to himself everywhere, which was obviously even more abnormal.

He comforted the young man: "Be patient a little longer."

"Old man, it's not that I can't bear the loneliness. I just want to know why I have to stay in the Church of Storms?"

Leonard sank into the armchair and sighed:

"You, Mr. Fool, and Klein all act like they know something but don't say anything! Forget it, I can't say anything about you, after all, you are better than Klein - Ryan disappeared without a word to me."

"...I'm afraid your former colleague is in some trouble."

Pales organized his words and said slowly:

"I can probably guess that the departure of 'The Fool' must have something to do with Amon. This should mean that their struggle is ongoing, or the result has been decided...'The Fool' asked you to take refuge in the church of the God of Thunder, no? Has it been approved by the God of Thunder? This proves that the God of Thunder has at least reached a certain degree of tacit understanding with the 'Fool'... I don't believe that the 'Fool' is the old friend I know anymore."

Leonard's brain is now somewhat developed. Through his long-term mission experience, he is keenly aware of the intelligence:

"The 'Fool' you know has a conflict with the former God of Thunder? And is it impossible to cooperate?"

"It's not a life-and-death hatred, but it's hard to reconcile." It must be said that the God of Thunder, whose subordinate has become the "Mother of Heaven", will support Antigonus and give face to Mother of Heaven... It's not impossible, but it's not in line with the God of Thunder's consistent self-esteem. Pales said calmly, "...I am 80% sure that 'The Fool' is not the person I know."

"He is either the Sequence 1 of the 'divineer' path that has never shown up, or the activated source itself."

"That……"

Just as Leonard was about to speak, there was a knock on the door outside his special office.

Leonard sat up straight in an instant. Soon, a man pushed the door open and came in, holding a document bag in his hand. As soon as the door was closed, he simply bowed with the impatience unique to Storm Path, and then said:

"Captain Mitchell, your team at Blackthorn Security Company has some things that you need to confirm."

Leonard's eyebrows were raised, and while he stood up to get his clothes hanging on the hanger, he asked: "Did something happen to Frye and the others? I remember that half of my captaincy was transferred to Frye. He is qualified to handle most day-to-day matters.”

"I don't know about that."

The Beyonder who delivered the message shook his head, and then took the initiative to grab the door handle: "Captain Mitchell, please come out with me."

"Go out?" Leonard was a little surprised, "Thunder Church allows me to go out?"

"Please don't make it sound like you are being detained by us!" The members of the Thunder Church immediately retorted, their tone was irritable but they also used honorifics, "Your Excellency Frye is waiting in the conference hall outside. You don't need to leave the church, just go The conference hall on this floor will suffice.”

"oh."

Leonard felt relieved now. After all, he had asked Fry and others to come to the "River and Sea Church" to handle matters in the past half month. So he naturally walked around the desk and put on his coat. Walked over.

Seeing him approaching, the extraordinary man took a half-step back with a wink, and opened the office door a crack.

Leonard was about to reach out to take the document bag in his hand. Suddenly, his eyes were dazzled. It seemed that silver lightning struck in the air, and it seemed as if a ball lightning suddenly shattered the glass and smashed in. In an instant, the entire room was stunned. The silver snake is dancing wildly!

But before Leonard, who was only Sequence 5, could react, everything ended in an instant.

He blinked, and it took a full two seconds for the snowflakes in front of his eyes to gradually disappear. Immediately afterwards, he saw that the Beyonder standing only two or three meters in front of him had disappeared and turned into a charred black humanoid silhouette. His charred hand was still hanging on the door handle.

Leonard froze, his brain temporarily unable to process the information suggested by the situation in front of him.

After more than ten seconds, some spiritual brilliance began to gather next to the humanoid outline, condensing into the appearance of extraordinary characteristics.

Pales, who had fallen silent with Leonard, suddenly spoke:

"Open that door."

"Don't take that hand away."

"okay."

Holding back the disgust in his heart, Leonard pinched the door handle with two fingers, turned it hard with his severed hand, and opened the door a crack.

Leonard's pupils shrank suddenly - behind the door was not an office corridor, but an abstract, brightly colored world!

——Behind the door is connected to the spiritual world!

Spirit world? Why the spiritual world? Leonard was stunned. Suddenly, he heard a soft snapping sound, and something fell from the broken arm and landed on the ground - it turned out to be a dead transparent little animal with twelve links. insect.

Leonard instantly understood everything and what this extraordinary person wanted to do.

"Amon..."

This is the power of the "Gate" pathway... Was it stolen by this clone? It didn't seem like... and the old parasite seemed to be infected by his fear. After a long time, he gathered and accommodated the Worm of Time that came to the door, and then said in a sigh-like tone:

"I can no longer see through Him..."