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

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"Yes, a sequence of extraordinary characteristics."

Klein was silent for a moment, still unwilling to believe it.

Being able to know his own affairs so clearly, and also knowing his relationship with "Origin Castle", as well as the specific time related to the God's descent, and being able to appear in the Eastern Continent, the other party must be connected with the Aurora Society.

However, the other party may not know about the "Origin Castle" and the souls of ancient survivors such as his stored there, and there is no need for Klein to take the initiative to disclose this information. So, after thinking for a moment, he asked in a skeptical tone:

"...I have heard a little bit about the lack of a sequence one potion in the 'divineer' path."

"But what does it have to do with me? It's possible that it has always been hidden in the land abandoned by the gods, but was recently obtained by the 'God of Wishes'. Why do you think it originally belonged to me?"

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to deceive some information, but he didn't want the other party to spread his hands and said cheerfully:

"I don't know, I guessed."

"If I knew, I wouldn't even ask you, right?"

After saying that, seeing the complicated expression on Klein's face that was hesitant to speak, he didn't think too much and asked: "You are an 'ancient scholar' and can see the history of the past, but you can only do it after you have done complete archeology yourself. arrive?"

Klein thought for a moment and nodded.

"I thought you could read history directly from the environment. It turns out it's similar to archeology, not memory. Well, even the skill of capturing historical projections must be based on a complete understanding of the character in history. , thinking about it this way, it seems that there are a lot of restrictions... Of course, this is only true for extraordinary people like you, the Lord of Mysteries can be considered omniscient about history, and there are no restrictions."

"...Are you the incarnation of a hidden existence?"

When he heard the other party directly report the name Lord of Mysteries, Klein was completely convinced that the other party was definitely not Amon.

But this incarnation of a hidden existence looks strange no matter how you look at it? Would an ordinary hidden being speak in this tone? And don’t ordinary secret beings prepare containers for God’s descent? How could there be such a secret existence that repairs containers while taking action?

Although Medici, Hermes and others would also say this term, the other party said it more like they were familiar with it.

But what he didn't know was that the other party also avoided the identity of "Amon" and was trying his best to make Klein give up this speculation. If possible, the Lord of Withering does not want to have any "similarity" with Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun and his other identities and containers. Because when his own strength and status are far inferior to this pillar, the possibility of "secretly thinking that I am Amon" is simply terrible.

"I'm glad you don't think I'm Amon anymore."

Therefore, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After receiving Klein's own rejection, he immediately cut off this possibility.

After doing all this, he felt that Klein had become much more pleasing to the eye, so he showed a smile that he thought was relatively friendly:

"Cotal's personality and sequence surpass you, so you can't divine what happened at that time now - but in the final analysis, Cotal is only a sequence two (Klein looked at this in silence and seemed to not even have extraordinary characteristics) The tattered container) did not really contain the magic potion. If you want to completely divine the situation at that time, you only need to have a level higher than sequence one."

"You mean, find a god to help?"

Klein deliberately ignored the hidden existence standing opposite who seemed willing to help, and instead thought of Medici... According to Medici himself, since the "God of War" can still point to him, then his person Rounding it off is still the King of Angels, which should be enough for divination.

The Land Abandoned by God is isolated from the outside world. It is useless to pray to God here, but praying to Medici will definitely be useful.

"You want to find Medici?"

The Outer God directly judged Klein's thoughts from the line of possibility extending from his body, and He did not object immediately: "Medici's personality should be enough here, provided that the There is no one higher than the King of Angels."

Klein was stunned for a moment: "Why do you say that?"

"Of course it's because the Sequence One potion cannot fall out of thin air."

The Outer God said in a tone of education for students who have not turned around:

"You will know if you think about it for yourself. The 'God of Wishes' was active in the Second Age. After the destruction of the demon wolf clan, he gradually disappeared, and this magic potion has been missing. If the magic potion has been abandoned by the gods, How could the earth not be obtained by the ancient sun god or Kotal at that time? If this was a sealed object that was leaked out due to the destruction of the city-state after the 'Great Cataclysm', it should have been active long ago and should not have been obtained by Kotal. , it should have accommodated Him in turn. So... this magic potion must have appeared here in a short period of time."

"Are you sure that this potion originally belonged to me?"

"Guess."

How could there be a hidden being talking like this? Klein was once again so shocked by the other party's casual look that he was speechless.

But in order to be able to dig out the history and truth, he still tried hard to continue:

"...If I agree to cooperate with you, in what ways will you help me find the truth? With all due respect, if I am asked to recite the honorable name here and pray to unknown gods, then I will definitely not agree."

Seeing that he finally showed signs of relenting, the Outer God also breathed a sigh of relief and said in a slightly raised tone:

"No. This is God's territory. There is no point in praying to anyone other than Him. He is such an authoritarian God."

Klein, who just preached "The Fool" to the people of Moon City:...

"I thought He didn't care about the little things."

"That's because the true Creator promised to give them to you, and He doesn't want to conflict with you now."

It's really not reassuring at all... Klein considered the words and found that it was difficult for him to really treat the other party as a great being at the level of a god: "Since you don't answer your prayers, how are you going to ask me to divine the results? Something like that? Is there a spiritual link?"

"The authority does not belong to me, otherwise I could reproduce the history here."

The Outer God expressed regret and said with a smile:

"No need to bother."

“It’s very simple, you just say ‘I want to divine the results’ and then do whatever you need to do.”

Just say this? How come this sounds a bit like a different type of "make a wish"? If it weren't for the fact that "God of Wishes" Cotal was the wolf in question, Klein would have suspected that the person in front of him was Cotal's marionette.

He looked at the other person with a slight suspicion, pulled out a historical projection, and then asked the historical projection to pick up the pendulum and banknotes.

With the specific time and place, the description and on-the-spot investigation by Moon City High Priest Nim, and the help of illuminated historical fragments, Klein believed that the prerequisites for "divination" were basically met.

This is not enough, but it barely allows him to give it a try. Moreover, if the incident of the hill turning into a "pit" is really related to "Origin Castle" and himself, then the probability of success of "divination" will be greatly improved. Revelation will be clear and undisturbed.

"I hope the divination will go well."

After saying these words, Klein felt inexplicably that there seemed to be something extra about him, or it might be his own psychological suggestion.

"On June 28, 1349 of the Fifth Era, a sudden change occurred in this place."

Putting down the absorbent pen, Klein grabbed it with his left hand and took out a piece of "deep pit" soil from the fog of history, using it as a "divination" medium.

Holding the soil in one hand and the parchment in the other, the historical projection recited the divination sentence seven times in a low voice, and then entered a deep sleep with the help of meditation.

His divination was successful.

After saying that, he divined an angel, and he actually succeeded!

In the gray dream world, Klein suddenly felt that someone else had entered his dream, watching all this quietly. Immediately afterwards, he saw the gray solid fog, the hills tens of meters high, and the twisted and mutated plants around him.

A few seconds later, the mist suddenly began to squirm obviously, and a black shadow quickly "spit" out.

The black shadow was like a huge velvet curtain, absorbing all the surrounding light crazily.

It was translucent, getting bigger and bigger, completely covering the hill.

The hills disappeared, leaving only a "deep pit" behind.

The strange plants on the edge of the "deep pit" that were also covered suddenly had thin black and illusory "spirit lines" extending to different areas of the black "curtain".

The “curtain” became more and more transparent, more and more illusory, and eventually reached the point where it could not be seen by the naked eye—if it weren’t for the “thread of the spirit body” that revealed the actual situation, Klein would not have been able to discover that the “curtain” was just covering the “pit” surface.

The picture flickered, the dream distorted, and a new scene appeared.

The five-person Yuecheng patrol team approached here and found that the hill was gone and there was a "deep pit".

They stopped and turned around and left the area without hesitation, without rashly stepping forward to investigate.

After an unknown amount of time, a huge figure suddenly appeared in another direction.

It was a demonic wolf that was covered with dark short hair, had eight legs, and was four to five meters tall.

This demon wolf has a bunch of short gray hair on its forehead, and its pure black pupils occupy at least three-quarters of the eye. It is the dark demon wolf Kotal who has not yet shown the complete form of a mythical creature.

The Dark Demonic Wolf raised its head, opened its mouth, and seemed to roar, but it did not cause any movement.

The next second, there was a figure in front of Him. It was another Him.

The historical pore image of the Dark Demonic Wolf kicked its eight legs lightly and arrived at the "deep pit" in an instant.

After looking around, he carefully lowered his head and picked up the completely transparent "curtain" that made the entire hill disappear.

This "curtain" suddenly came to life, quickly shrank, rolled up, and entangled the Dark Demonic Wolf, as if he had been given a half-black, semi-transparent clothing.

The Dark Demonic Wolf trembled slightly, and seemed to turn into a puppet of "clothing" in two or three seconds.

But this is just an image in the pores of history. The next breath will be released by the main body and disappear directly.

The "curtain" lost its support, collapsed instantly, and spread out on the ground.

The dark demon wolf Kotal did not give up, sometimes transforming the surrounding monsters into marionettes, and sometimes summoning historical projections, allowing them to come forward again and again, and suffered various failures, but in the end, his new batch of secret puppets I still picked up and controlled the "curtain".

There was no sound during the entire process, as if performing a mime.

Then, the huge demon wolf asked the marionettes to bring the "curtain" closer to him.

At this moment, the nearby gray-white mist squirmed again, forming a vortex comparable to a hill.

This vortex emits invisible suction, causing the strange "curtain" and the dark demon wolf Kotal to be thrown over at the same time!

Such a scene caused substantial ripples to appear in Klein's dream image, bursting out with countless light spots, making it difficult for him to see specific details clearly.

When everything returned to normal, the dark demon wolf Kotal, covered with a transparent "curtain", quickly moved away from the re-solidified fog.

At this time, the Yuecheng investigation team arrived and saw this ancient figure retreating from the gods.

Cottard glanced at them and disappeared into the darkness without stopping.

At this point, the picture shattered, the dream ended, and Klein woke up.

I saw that strange hidden existence had sat down cross-legged at some point, sitting opposite him, staring at the distant sky in a daze. Seeing him open his eyes, he said bluntly:

"see it?"

"That piece of stuff appeared from the mist, that is to say, it was dropped from Origin Castle."

"More than a year ago, this potion fell into the land abandoned by the gods and was picked up by Kotal. During this year, Kotal began to prepare for his promotion ceremony, but it was probably because of the isolation of the spiritual world in the Eastern Continent. , He can only act and cannot complete the ritual..."

He talked to himself for a while, wondering why the previous few remnants of the old days did not get the magic potion given by Sefirah Castle, so they all went astray, but Klein just left behind a whole set of magic potions up to Sequence 1. Potions.

If it succeeds, then the soul that fell from the Source Castle will turn into Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun on the spot under such a divine impact. Then this guy just needs to grab the Source Castle and face other secrets in the world. The three-path high-sequence uses extraordinary aggregation and special suction, just one mouthful is enough. Even Amon can try to resuscitate directly in the opponent's body, and no one can stop it.

How scary!

If I had been idle on the earth for fourteen hundred years, and suddenly saw a god falling from the sky a few years ago, I would have definitely escaped from the earth on a rocket and returned to the starry sky, then ran out of the solar system and headed straight to a billion light years away. Besides, will it still remain there until now?

At this time, Klein also came to his senses. After hearing these words from the hidden existence, he did not speak for a long time.

"When the 'curtain' spit out by the gray-white mist is large, it can cover the hills and turn it into a 'pit' like magic. When it is small, it can become the 'clothing' of the demon wolf, turning him into a puppet..."

"It was spit out because I entered above the gray mist and completed the binding with the 'Origin Castle'?"

"It seems to be able to turn the surrounding plants into its own marionette..."

"By the way, in the misty town, there is something wrong with the food prepared in the room. There are 'spiritual threads' growing out, extending to the church at the core. Once they are eaten, the whole person will be It will evaporate in an instant and disappear. Well, it was hung in the church and became a marionette..."

"That is to say, when you reach the level of 'Miracle Master' or Sequence 1 'Servant of Mystery', you can make plants and things that once had spirits grow 'spiritual threads', thereby turning them into marionettes?

"Looking at the performance of the Dark Demonic Wolf, it should indeed be the 'Servant of Secrets'..."

"The suction is really strong. It scared the dark demon wolf Kotar. He didn't want to stay and just wanted to escape..."

After mentally recalling what he saw and what he did when he first arrived, Klein suddenly felt a little lost and sighed softly.

"If I become Sequence One as soon as I wake up, I will definitely be swallowed directly by divinity and become Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."

"But that 'curtain' didn't fall on me. I quickly bound to Origin Castle and escaped this disaster."

"Oh, did you really escape?"

An indescribable feeling arose in his heart, like regret and a little happiness, but more of exhaustion and helplessness.

"I lost an opportunity to 'die'..."

…

Southern Continent, a small town in the eastern part of the Highland Republic.

Clear sunlight shone in through the window that was missing two pieces of glass, and countless dust particles were swirling and flying in the light column.

However, in a small wooden house of five or six square meters, the young man lying on the bed in his undress was illuminated by the sun. He turned over uncomfortably and stayed in bed for a few more minutes before yawning and reluctantly Slowly sat up.

The young man got up scratching his messy hair. He helped in the bakery until midnight last night, and fell down to sleep without even taking off his clothes. Now he has to get up after dawn to plow dozens of acres of land outside. During this period of time, his daily life is like this. In the few steps from getting up to picking up the washbasin and toothbrush and walking out the door, he has already Yawned a dozen times.

He had just connected the water at the public sink in the village, and before he could slap the cool water on his face, he felt a sharp gaze staring directly at him from the side, making him shiver. , suddenly woke up.

"Village Chief." He turned around quickly, "What's the matter?"

The old village chief with snow-white hair and a stooped figure stared at him, then pointed at the faucet.

The faucet was not tightened and water was dripping at a neither fast nor slow rate.

"Marich." The old village chief said seriously, "Don't always waste resources like this. Do you know how precious they are?"

"I know, I know..." Maric scratched his head, stretched out his hand to tighten the faucet, and then brushed his teeth and washed his face as quickly as possible.

The old village chief watched the whole process from the side. Seeing that Maric's movements were much more agile than when he first arrived, the serious expression on his face softened a little:

"Young people like you didn't commit any serious crime. You just participated in the escape of the temperance faction. It's a good thing that you were thrown here by the leader. You work hard, actively reform, and strive to be an excellent model. If you can quickly You can transfer it back in five years.”

When he heard that it would take five years at the earliest to return to the city, Maric's expression suddenly became disillusioned.

Half of the people working in this village are members of the Rose School who have committed crimes, including himself.

After being captured by the "Angel of Temperance", Maric was ready to die heroically. After all, no matter how good the reputation of the members of the Intemperance Faction was, they were still the Intemperance Faction - but he did not expect that Richard Enstra would come over to talk to him. After a while, after a few more days of ideological education classes, he and Sharon were dropped directly into this remote village.

The village is filled with the smell of animal excrement and soil, sewage and domestic garbage are piled on the roadside, and the sheds made of wooden boards and soil are in tatters. After it rains, the scene is even more shocking.

The villagers were either sallow and thin, or they looked like unruly people sent to forced labor camps. Even Sharon, who had always been restrained, turned a little green.

Extraordinary people eat less and work a lot, so they are suitable for manual labor, so after their powers are sealed, they are sent to work in villages around the world to help the villagers improve their quality of life.

After Maric arrived, he was arrested because he was young and strong and worked in infrastructure construction for a month. He dug canals, built tanks, buried pipes, built houses, and composted everything. In a few days, this young man with the appearance of the northern continent was able to do everything. He became a native of the Southern Continent.

It has only been a month, but the leisurely life in the Northern Continent is already so far away that it seems like a lifetime ago.

After being sealed with extraordinary powers and part of their power, even Sequence Five Extraordinaries are just very strong humans who can be easily controlled with sealed objects. The old village chief, who looked to be at least eighty years old, was actually a demigod who looked after them. He was a highly respected priest in the church before the war, advocated active resistance within the Temperance sect, and immediately joined Richard Ernst after he had some voice.

Under his management, the security of the surrounding town and three villages was quite good.

"I...I will try my best."

Maric said bitterly that the Temperance Angel confiscated his collection of chips but not the playing cards. When he first came here, he would try to play cards with the villagers during his spare time at work, but now, he is not in the mood to play cards at all. .

"What about Sharon?" Maric asked, "If Sharon works hard and quickly, can she leave in five or six years?"

Speaking of Sharon, the old village chief's expression, which was kind and kind just now, changed.

"Sharon...Sharon's kid can't do it."

The old village chief hated the fact that iron could not become steel. He urged Maric with his eyes to follow the others to dig up the soil, and he said nonchalantly:

"That child is unwilling to endure hardship! She refused to go to the fields and worked in the mill for half a month. Now isn't she going to the village to copy account books and materials? Sharon is indeed good at handwriting, but how many things can she copy in the village? ? With her condition like this, she might not be able to be taken back even in thirty years! The leader didn’t send her here to torture her, so why should he be so resentful? She was obviously a good girl when she was young, but this child is really I was spoiled rotten by Her Highness Reinette..."

Maric scratched his head again. The other person was a demigod and an elder. Of course, he couldn't talk back, so he had to obey.

"I am leaving."

"Okay, go quickly."

He said goodbye to the old village chief and returned the washbasin and toothbrush to his residence.

Then he put on the clothes and pants that he had not washed for the longest time, skillfully tightened his belt, rolled up his cuffs and trousers, took off his shoes, picked up the hoe and shovel in the corner, and walked with the dirt all over his body, following the call outside the window. The neighbor's uncle, covered in dust, walked to the farmland outside the city.

TBC

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