Mystery: Paradox Path

In the eastern part of Backlund, two men quietly climbed upstairs in an apartment that looked a little old.

This time was work time, and the apartment building seemed very deserted.

"This is the place where the poor can't be poor anymore, how can there be money!" The man walking in the back muttered softly, but the one in front turned around and glared at him and said:

"I found out that someone sneakily brought in a lot of food. Who in the East District buys several large bags of canned food at a time?"

"Just how many bags of canned food?" The man was obviously disappointed. Although he was poor, he could not afford to eat because of his craftsmanship.

"Idiot, have you heard of the safe house?"

"Is that the kind of place where the legendary gangster secretly bought it and used it to hide in an emergency?"

"That's right! This kind of place usually puts some weapons, food and cash for emergency use. Do you think, how much will the big man put in emergency? There is always ten pounds, right? After finishing this ticket, at least enough for us to spend. half year!"

"But if the master..."

"What this kind of place wants is a concealment. Except for regular food changes, basically no one will come. If you act cleanly, no one will know that we did it, and there will never be only such a person who can create a safe house. In the meantime, when he finds out that the money has been taken away, he doesn't know how many years later. Well, don't talk nonsense, hurry up! If it wasn't for your craftsmanship, such a good thing would be cheaper for you? "

"Hey, this is an ancestral craft! Alright!"

With a soft sound of "click", the door lock was gently opened, and the two of them got into the room almost with only one crack open, and then quickly closed the door.

"My dear, this doesn't look like a mansion in the East District!"

Looking at the decoration behind the door, the man who unlocked the door widened his eyes. Although the area was similar to other apartments, neither the soft sofa nor the delicate cabinet should appear in the East District apartment.

"Stop talking, these things are not easy to shoot, hurry up and find money!" The lead man glared at him, quickly pulled out the drawer, and looked for the lovely gold pounds.

"...Um, what is this?"

Suddenly he heard a strange cry from his companion, and just as he was about to drink angrily, he suddenly heard a creepy chewing sound.

Turning his head suddenly, the man saw the last picture he had ever seen in his life - it was a scarlet web of flesh and blood...

clack clack...

As the sound of bones being crushed slowly faded away,

The exquisite room quickly regained its tranquility, and the beautiful man sat back on the soft sofa and wiped the corner of his mouth gracefully.

The most savvy hunters often appear as prey, and Mr. A knows this very well.

Although he said he was going to leave Backlund to recover from his injuries, he was actually just lurking in the Eastern District.

After all, in the Loen Kingdom, there is no better place for a shepherd to heal his wounds than Backlund.

Here, he just needs to find a house that seems to have been unoccupied for a long time and hide in it, and then deliberately release a little "crack", and it won't be long before a thief who slips through the door will jump into his mouth.

Thanks to the "believers" developed by Snow, Mr. A can feel a lot of prayers directed to the Lord every day in the Eastern District, which makes his mental state continue to improve.

From Mr. A's point of view, these believers are already fully qualified to be given the magic potion of the secret prayer, but now he is "not in Backlund", so he can only wait quietly.

"I didn't expect that the believers that I just accepted at the beginning would actually become the favored ones of the Lord... How many years has the Lord had no favored ones?" Mr. A leaned on the back of the chair, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his words were actually speechless. Yes, because the Aurora Society has only been established for over a hundred years, and during this period, the Lord has never had a favored one.

"Hmmmm~"

Mr. A thought of the origin of Snow's favored status, and couldn't help humming Katyusha's tune. Although he was a crazy beauty, he also had sufficient musical literacy.

He is not unfamiliar with the melody and lyrics of Katyusha, because such passages are occasionally interspersed in the Gospel of the Lord, but before Snow, no one has ever tried to sort them out. After all, believers in low sequences cannot. After listening to the Gospel of the Lord for a long time, believers with a higher sequence have become accustomed to the Lord's voice, and can extract the Lord's intention without summarizing them, and naturally they will not care about those "noises".

Now it seems that they are too superficial, how can there be noise in the voice of the Lord? It's just that they don't know how to appreciate it, they just can't understand it.

"Maybe only a devout believer like Snow can transform the art bestowed by the Lord into something that mortals like me can understand?"

Just when Mr. A lamented that he had drawn an incredible believer into the church, a melody suddenly sounded in his ear.

This feeling came only once after he became a shepherd. For the first time, the Lord sang a beautiful song in a tone that they could easily hear, which is unforgettable for any believer.

However, unlike the previous Katyusha with a bit of sadness, this prelude is obviously more passionate, more surging, and more... aggressive.

Before Mr. A could think about whether it was Snow's new song this time, or whether some scholar, Snow, had combined the melody from the Lord's gospel, the slightly hoarse and low voice of the True Creator was already singing in his ears——

"Kill it~ Enemy, wait for us to liberate!

The enemy of Nissau~~ is waiting to be slaughtered! "

Unlike the usual obscure gospel, this song is clear and full of power. Although the language used is the same as the previous Katyusha, it is a completely unfamiliar language, but the passionate power instantly fills Mr. A. flesh and blood.

The singing of the gods is divine, especially the singing of the true creator. Mr. A can clearly feel that his flesh and blood are recovering, and his soul is trembling with it.

"Boil it~ The smoke of gunpowder is still around!

Yelling sinisterly~ Let us destroy~"

It's military music!

This is the battle song!

Even if Mr. a could not understand the lyrics at all, he could hear this feeling in the voice of the Lord.

Then, he found a question that might be blasphemous—

The voice of the Lord seems to be better than when the Katyusha was sung last time?

"No, the Lord's voice has always been very good, but this time it's even better!" Mr. A said affirmatively in his heart, but in fact, the really made singing has indeed become good.

No way, the real creator is also a singer, how could he not have a good voice? It's just that anyone who has sung rap for thousands of years and then sings folk songs, bel canto, and military music will not be able to sing that flavor.

But it's different now. Zhenzao's voice has been hanging for a few months, and finally he has regained a little bit of the feeling of the past. Therefore, the singing of the true creator of the great singer, echoed in the ears of his believers again.

Courage and strength.

Piety and obedience.

In the singing of the real creation, the believers of the Aurora Society and the Jagged Cross feel that their bodies have been increased.

This is the song of the former sun god, this is the song of the creator now!

"Praise the Lord!" Mr. A knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face, and made an inverse cross on his chest.

At this moment, all over the world, countless believers and lambs of the Aurora Society are doing the same thing.

...

"When we open our teeth ~ the despair of the soul ~

That blood ~ soaks the enemy country!

All is destroyed; there is no hope;

Welcome to the majesty of the gods! "

With the end of the piece, Zhenzao's voice slowly stopped, and Xiao Zhenzao who gave Zhenzao harmony also stopped singing. Snow's hands skillfully pressed the ending chord, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Other Zhenzao believers listen to Zhenzao solos, but he listens to duets!

That is to say, he is now a [Zhuangzhou's Fish], but anyone who is a bishop of Rose or a shepherd, this potion will definitely melt in the mouth.

But unfortunately, he can't drink the potions of Shepherd and Bishop Rose in this way.

I have to say that this song really possesses extraordinary power. Even though Ezno’s body has been strengthened three times, there has been a considerable improvement. He even doubts that he can now swing the warhammer and warrior sequence just right. .