Lord of the Mysteries fanfic: wake up, hermit

The white deer stationed in the desert oasis arrived in the Deep Dark Heaven only two days ago. It landed lightly on the field full of moon flowers and deep sleep flowers, with gentle but slightly dull eyes.

The goddess of the night chuckled silently and said in a gentle tone: "Although I expected you to come to me in the near future, I didn't expect it to be so soon."

A glimmer of intelligence flashed through Bailu's dull eyes, and he spoke in human words: "If it means to reveal your secret, it will indeed take some time, but that doesn't mean that clues can't be found from other places."

Seeing that the other party expressed his willingness to hear the details, Bailu continued calmly, "'Chenxi' has recently stepped up its missionary efforts in the Northern Continent... To put it nicely, it's called directness, but to put it worse, it's called having no emotional intelligence.

I'm quite surprised. He and his mother are quite well-established in the Eastern Continent, so why are they so anxious? However, 'Feng Harvest' is much more peaceful than him, and his methods of preaching are also gentler."

"Well, no emotional intelligence." Amanisis nodded in agreement.

"There is also the God of the Dead. Some of his dead-headed believers have been trying to erode the belief in death into several fringe city-states. They often perform some eerie spiritual dances to confuse the boundaries between the spiritual world and reality... But

When the giant mother and son transferred the strength of the sect, they suddenly felt a lot more at ease." Bai Lu paused for a moment and sighed in a troubled manner, "Then he left behind a pile of messes that were made during the study of the underworld. Decisive

He ran away, and I don’t even think about what would happen if ordinary people encountered him."

"In contrast, the quality of believers in the God of Spiritual Things is higher."

"It seems that you know more about the Eastern Continent than I thought." The goddess of the night shook her ears and showed a fox-like smile.

"Oh, it's as if you don't know anything about my activities in the Northern Continent, Amani."

"It's your followers who are so eye-catching. Wherever they go, cheerful music will be heard. In order to show their face, the princes and nobles will pay a lot of money to invite them to entertain banquets, regardless of how many secrets are being spied on.

"

"Isn't it eye-catching... Indeed, even if we don't leave any traces, it is still not as good as your children who travel through dreams."

"But as long as the effect is the same, it doesn't matter whether it's concealed or ostentatious."

"Okay, enough gossip. What are you planning? Medici is not the kind of guy who acts as sneaky as a mouse. How did you convince him to put down his spirit?"

Amanissis sighed softly: "You saw it."

Thoth's back tensed, but his tone remained as light as usual: "Are you trying to get me to join the gang, or are you trying to silence me?"

"If I kill you, there will be one less friend in the world who can talk freely about the past." Amanisis's voice suddenly became serious, "Tell me, Meng, what did you conclude from these signs?"

"The Eastern Continent is about to undergo a drastic change, so the believers who received guidance in advance left like ants moving. If I guessed correctly, this drastic change is related to Alex."

"God's erosion deepened."

"The one who destroyed our hometown...?"

"That's right. We used to say 'oh, my God!' so many times but never realized that He really existed."

Thoth couldn't laugh at this joke, and he thought of another thing: "Is this why Sasriel was born?"

"Yes, He will use Himself against Himself."

The shadow of the long-nosed puppet is quietly suspended behind the goddess of the night. It is not offensive in any way and can only cause the liar's body to be distorted to a certain extent. Under the gaze of the secret-seeing eye, which does not let go of every feather or scale,

The figure of the goddess of the night is still normal, which proves that what she said is true and she is still worthy of trust.

"Even if His anchors are all over the world, can't he fight against God's will?"

"Perhaps there is something wrong with the anchor point. Do you still remember what we said when you were given your honorary name?"

"Can you properly express your personality?"

"Yes, after gathering the 'omniscient and omnipotent authority', He changed the name of God from 'Sun God' to 'Creator'. Although it sounds more majestic, in our time, 'Creator' could have been the same as

'God' equals."

"The direction of the anchor point is confused." Thoth quickly understood. "While people were praising Him, they were also calling on the 'God', so 'God' could be so dead and not stiff."

"Yes, you understood quickly." Amanissis sighed, "But according to Alexander's research, making new distinctions cannot fundamentally solve the problem. He needs to accommodate uniqueness and sefirot in the correct way.

"

Thoth felt vaguely that something was not good, "Does that mean he has to spit out what he has eaten first? He can't be like giving birth to Amon and Adam this time, right?"

"So we need to kill Him."

Where there is separation there must be gathering, and where there is gathering there must be separation.

Thoth couldn't remember where he heard this sentence, but for the first time he felt the weight of this sentence, like tons of rainwater sticking to his body, making him breathless. This law is unknown.

It revealed the fate of this planet, what he didn't want to believe in the past, what he couldn't see or grasp, what he hated most...the fate.