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

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The members of MI9 could never have imagined that the originally spacious tunnel that would not hit their heads would actually collapse in less than a minute to such a height that they had to kneel down to barely move forward.

What's even more frightening is that the water is rising only as fast as it is. They have to do their best to keep their faces and noses above the water. The water presses them down and makes them bend down, with the strong smell of earth and rough sand and gravel. Mud and water kept slapping their faces. In addition, they were advancing in a single line and had absolutely nowhere to hide. They couldn't open their eyes at all and would drown in this narrow tunnel immediately.

When the water filled the entire tunnel, they were involuntarily carried along with the water and rushed down. Just when everyone was feeling desperate, they suddenly jumped into the air and then fell into the dark underground water like dumplings.

…

The Demon of Knowledge's wrist was hanging in the air, holding 0-08, and he was about to write something more. Suddenly he saw that the handwriting of the few words he had written was slightly distorted and then deepened in outline, as if the ink had blurred.

He briefly glanced at the deepened words, and then turned the blank thread-bound book to a new page without seeing it.

"It's really troublesome to communicate with these guys who have the symbol of a ruler."

The Demon of Knowledge complained to himself:

"The same goes for the tyrant, and the same goes for the emperor. Even if the terms are explained clearly, these guys still don't believe it. The tyrant is okay. He relies on his own strength and feels that everything can be solved. The one who is still in the imperial mausoleum is seriously ill. very."

"It's the same even over there. The imperial court has never given up on asking us to obey their orders. After all, as long as we obey one of them, we may be twisted into surrendering to them. Oh, in addition to the direct lineage, it also regulates ordinary people and... wild animals Just an extraordinary person."

The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he shook his head.

"...All I want is the characteristics and uniqueness of the 'reader'. Anyone with a discerning eye can see this. Even the devil doesn't bother to ask me more. He only wants to ask for benefits after completing the cooperation. He still wants to Test me again—what’s the use of establishing friendly relations and mutual trade between Loen and Intis? I won’t stay here.”

When he leaves the earth, those who remain will basically become subjects and believers of the Sons of Chaos, and national borders will lose their meaning.

"That's all." After all, judging from his approach and character, he should be so suspicious and cautious.

What's more, he was tricked by the former Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, who not only separated his body and head from the "Uncertain Mist", but also said goodbye to all his essence and extraordinary characteristics for five epochs. Now he feels that everyone still wants to harm him. Not surprising either.

Another problem with these rulers who have "dictatorship" in their symbols is that they want to take over everyone they see.

Just like the gods involved in "technology" and "knowledge", they always have a hobby of collecting or even monopolizing it, or they are willing to find ways to spread their knowledge in various ways. The beings in the universe respect knowledge as much as power, and they are fantasizing When you are the strongest, you will also create a romantic and beautiful myth like "a great library hidden somewhere in the world that contains all knowledge."

Gods who symbolize "disaster, destruction, sin, and curse" are more aggressive, while those who symbolize "fate, observation" are relatively indifferent to the world. This is also an occupational disease of our compatriots.

Of course, the God of Thunder is completely led by God's personality. A tyrant only needs to use fear and strength to make others surrender. When He was the Lord of Storms, he didn't seem to have such a strong autocratic will - or maybe he already had it, just I didn't have the strength to realize it at the beginning.

God, the all-knowing and all-powerful One, is special. We are all brothers, but He perseveres in wanting to be our Father.

The Sons of Chaos do not have the pillar position of God, but they have similar hobbies and instincts.

The more followers there are, the larger the territory, and the more the emperor's power can be demonstrated and enhanced. ——However, just the laws are not enough to make his subjects absolutely loyal, and he will not be clearly contrasted with God. One is "the kingdom of gods with undercurrents full of conspiracy, distortion, and ambition", and the other is "Pure faith, the eternal and sacred religious world."

The emperor is a god, and his ministers are also gods. Everyone has their own ideas, thoughts, and personalities. In a sense, they are subtly equal, forming a strange and eerie "court" that is very similar to the structure of human society.

But God is completely different. No matter who he is, He must be regarded as the highest.

If it wasn't impossible, the Demon of Knowledge would be quite willing to study what changes would happen after different old days took over the entire world. However, due to his own abilities and the special nature of the gods, he was unwilling to sacrifice himself to conduct a comparative experiment on this project, not to mention that it could only be done once in a lifetime and could not leave any records.

After thinking for a while, the Demon of Knowledge put 0-08 aside. He put his hand into his sleeve and touched the "God of Wishes" Kotar who was pretending to be dead inside. Adam, who pretended to be dead along with Tal, confirmed that these "special properties" were still there, then he put his hand into the other sleeve and confirmed the safety of the uniqueness of the "moon".

Afterwards, He sat down satisfactorily on his Taishi chair, turned his head slightly and looked at the silver mirror placed on the table.

He reached out and grabbed a set of data from the air and threw it on the table, forming a blue and white porcelain tea set.

There is a full pot of Pu'er tea in the teapot, which is emitting hot white steam and exudes a light and slightly bitter tea fragrance. The Demon of Knowledge poured himself a cup, skimmed the tea leaves with a tureen, looked at the amber tea, and asked leisurely:

"When will your master wake up?"

The surface of the silver mirror suddenly lit up as if it had been polished instantly, and a line of radiant square characters appeared on the surface of the mirror impatiently:

"Thank you for your question, noble, great God of Knowledge!"

This colorful sentence quickly disappeared, and then, the normal red text appeared one after another. It seemed that Arrods had adjusted his mood from the ecstasy just now.

"I'm very sorry. I can't accurately grasp the master's current state, but his aura is still stable and unfathomable. The city-state he created is still functioning normally on the northern land. I can't answer your question about awakening. Please ask me questions again."

The Demon of Knowledge used a bowl to brush away the foam, blew on it, and took a sip.

“Do you want to come back to Him?”

"Dear God of Knowledge, thank you for your question!" Faced with this question, Arrodes' font once again became radiant, and he answered ecstatically, "My answer is: That's right! I want to return to my great master so much!”

Why does this thing made by God look smart but not too smart... The Demon of Knowledge glanced at it and took a sip of tea quietly.

Anyway, the "retrieval engine" based on Arrods and made as a reference has almost been developed. Although it is still in the testing stage, Arrods's mission has been completed. It is not very heartbreaking to return this guy. things.

Arrodes doesn’t know what the demon of knowledge is thinking, but it never forgets its original intention:

"Honorable God of Knowledge, now it's my turn to ask you questions!"

"Excuse me, do you plan to send me back to the hands of the great master?"

The demon of knowledge tensed up his expression and took another sip of tea quietly. Every time he heard Arrodes mentioning Klein Moretti with this tone and emotion, he couldn't help but think of the God who wrote the program for Arrods. The Demon of Knowledge wanted to laugh when he thought that the other party had specially made a tool that was respectful and humble to secrets and even came to serve as a servant. He might even have set up such a character himself.

What, are you trying to make Mystery sick to death with Arrods's self-centered and embarrassing flattery?

Arrods's personality of "rushing towards anyone related to Source Castle when he sees him" is God's setting no matter how you look at it. Well, it's a magical magic weapon that falls from the sky and respects him respectfully and directly recognizes it as its master. It knows everything and is omniscient. Xiao, my loyalty to you is a lesson... Shuangwen in the Western Continent also likes to write like this. It can perfectly lower the other party's vigilance. It is not surprising that he even thinks that he is the son of destiny.

But at present, it seems that Arrodes is really completely pure-minded.

It would be quite strange if God developed such a simple-minded locator, and according to His style, did not hide any time bombs such as "people related to Source Castle will automatically be brainwashed to become my believers when they are promoted to angels".

"After all, you are a product of the underground. If He is willing to let you go back, I will send you back."

If you take the initiative to send it back, what if there is really a bomb hidden inside? The Demon of Knowledge does not want to fall short at this critical moment.

You can pay attention to the situation of his believers by the way, and when you send it back to Arrods, you can also hand over the "God of Wishes" to Klein. His life and death will be decided by the high-ranking people in this path. Anyway, I There is no use in keeping it.

At this moment, 0-08 suddenly stood up from his notebook and wrote a line of words on the white rice paper:

"Their luck is really good. In the pitch-black environment where they couldn't see their fingers, four people were able to climb out of the pool of unknown depth and find the shore by relying on the light of the sealed object."

"The remaining people were swept away by the undercurrent of the pool and hung on the sharp rocks under the water. The blood and the light of the extraordinary characteristics were obscured by the darkness here, and they did not see it."

"But they soon discovered that the entire underground part of this inverted triangle-shaped mausoleum was submerged in water."

"After arriving here, they can no longer hear the prayers, nor can they feel the existence at the top of this pathway sequence. It is as if the water has cut off all information, leaving only the emperor's decree. There is still water seeping above the head. When they came in, it seemed like it was raining heavily. The depth of the rippled water in front of them was probably more than a hundred meters - a very astonishing number. Even if they could really hold their breath and resist the water pressure and dive to the bottom, they would still be able to do so. It’s difficult to move even an inch, let alone find the emperor’s location.”

"There are no demigods among them. The demigods were taken away by the Thunder Church's inspection team in the name of taking bribes when the royal family was destroyed. They never came back, and they didn't even come back with extraordinary characteristics. It's really pitiful."

The Demon of Knowledge looked away after reading these sentences.

He glanced in the direction of Backlund out of boredom - due to the characteristics of the God of Thunder, the two of them often had unpleasant "coincidences" looking at each other, so the Demon of Knowledge did not often look in that direction - and was surprised I found that there was a weird and mysterious occult feature in the sky over there. At first glance, it was just an ordinary "infinity" symbol. However, upon closer inspection, the symbol seemed to be composed of two intertwined silver-white snakes. They are chasing each other's tail with all their strength, trying to bite each other in their mouths, and even devour each other from back to front!

"destiny?"

"The two snakes of destiny actually found each other? Are they trying to capture each other and compete for the true god of this path?"

For the first time in five eras... the Demon of Knowledge is quite interesting, but the path of "destiny" has nothing to do with him. Even though the "Secret Peeper" can try to spy on the "River of Destiny", he will definitely not be interested. Grab some of the river's authority and symbols over here.

One is the "Angel of Destiny" Ourolius, and the other is supposed to be the Speaker of the Parliament of Life who has disappeared for several years. He has been hiding in Backlund, and now he wants to fight for a sequence of destiny pathways under the eyes of the God of Thunder. 0 out? Although he is not familiar with either of these two angels, they both seem to have some relationship with Klein Moretti now?

The Demon of Knowledge thought for a while and decided to ignore the matter.

…

Why are you chasing me?

Will was sure he could already hear Ourolius' footsteps.

The other party actually gave up on searching for uniqueness, and instead chose to search for the location of Will Kreese based on the aggregation of extraordinary characteristics!

"What kind of right time is this? How can catching me be considered the right time to accommodate the uniqueness!"

"So that's it. He doesn't want to accommodate extraordinary characteristics early like me to protect himself and get the chance to become a god. His purpose should be to find me first, accommodate my extraordinary characteristics first, and then slowly test and accommodate it." Probability's time!"

"Klein must know that he appears here, and he might also help him create opportunities for promotion..."

Will was uneasy. He always felt that Ourolius seemed to be separated from him by a thin wall and might appear behind him at any time.

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"Sir, what should we do?"

One of the team members spoke hesitantly. He looked up and saw that the fallen tunnel exit had been compressed to a width of about ten centimeters and became a water outlet. It was obviously impossible to go back.

The depth of the pool was conservatively estimated to be a hundred meters, and there was no visible flow of water and no exit. They were completely trapped here.

The officer frowned and looked at the dark and deep pool in front of him. The light from the sealed object in his hand cast a deep shadow on his face. After a few seconds of silence, he said seriously to the three remaining subordinates:

"Do you regret participating in this mission?"

"Of course not!" one person replied loudly, and then his voice dropped, "I'm just worried that our sacrifice is meaningless."

"Working for His Majesty the Emperor is the purpose of establishing MI9. No matter how you sacrifice your life, it will not be wasted."

After saying a few words of encouragement, the chief saw that everyone could barely cheer up again, so he left the illuminated sealed object and turned around to leave: "I'll go look over there, maybe I'll find something unexpected."

His adjutant immediately said: "Please be safe alone! There may be dangers everywhere here."

"Don't worry, I can see it."

He walked far away without looking back, and walked outside the light of illumination - he had been standing within the range of the sealed object just now. He always felt that because he was carrying "evil" items, this "sun" pathway The sealed objects are no longer willing to shine.

In the dark, he took a deep breath and took out the small glass bottle from his arms again.

The words previously written on the paper had disappeared, but they seemed to have melted into the corners, dyeing a third of the small note blood-colored. He reached out to fumble for his pen in his arms, but unexpectedly found that he had lost it at some point.

This time he was in trouble, but no matter what, he would not choose to write with his own blood.

"I want to go to the bottom of the mausoleum, in front of the emperor." He lowered his voice and said tentatively to the item.

Next, he suddenly felt as if someone appeared beside him, as if standing behind him and smiling at him for making such a dirty decision to sacrifice his own people. Instinct made him break out in cold sweat, and he did not dare to look back. A line of words slowly appeared on the paper:

"That's two places. Three isn't enough, sir."

TBC

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Good night!