Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

On the dirty wooden bed, Neus Andrellard counted the stains on the ceiling, his eyes wandering.

Two months ago, he was a young surgeon with a successful career, and he and his fiancée were about to enter the hall of marriage.

He thought that after escaping from that **** and sinful family, he could disappear without a trace and no longer be promoted. Before the "cold-blooded" had completely worn off his feelings, he just sunk in the ordinary.

But it backfired. Maybe it was the intuition of being a "devil", or maybe the creator wanted to watch him struggle for fun. Two months ago, he discovered by chance that a terrifying existence was approaching Backlund. close to the city where he lives.

In order not to get involved with his fiancée, he ran away again, gave up his glamorous identity, and desperately wanted to obtain the illusory card of blasphemy for his own life and future.

"Damn, I've left the blood-worshiping religion, I've left Andrellard, and I've even converted to the Evernight Goddess..." Neus's sparse vision gradually became real, barely supporting his torso on all fours, from the wooden board Get up on the bed.

He can't spend too long resting. Those "demons" who don't know where they came from are still searching for members of the demon family. If he hadn't given up his identity in advance, relying on ritual magic to confuse the "serial chain" who was hunting him Killer", he may have become another feature recovered by the other party.

But despite this, the "serial killer" also left him with a scar that could hardly be healed, a scar that stretched from the right collarbone to the left abdomen, and spanned almost the entire front of the chest. The wound made by the dagger requires special ritual purification, and for News, the only possible chance for treatment now is for him to voluntarily surrender to the church.

Turning himself in to the church... The pale-faced Neus made a "heh", and this unrealistic thought made him laugh.

Those "devils" with unknown backgrounds and the Rippers who worshipped the Blood Cult made Backlund all over the city. The three major churches almost provoked it all over the place, and they even had a deadly revenge with the believers of the God of Steam and Machinery.

Perhaps now that I go to church and turn myself in, the best outcome for me is to face death with dignity, as an ordinary wild Beyonder, not a potential criminal...Remove the blood-stained bandages, News The familiar hand put on a new gauze, and the other free hand reached into the package on the table, took out a few potion bottles, and drank it.

He was very fortunate that the pharmacist had attended the recently fairly safe Extraordinary gathering. Although it was better than nothing, it could at least help him delay the infestation of the curse.

The slender pale fingers crushed the mouth of the analgesic bottle, and the dose enough to paralyze an adult male was taken by mouth. Neus recalled the clues he had investigated in the past two days, and an unfamiliar face came to his mind.

A black hair hangs down at her waist, the woman's slightly heroic face sneered, and the brown-eyed boy did not have much warmth.

Emma North, the "Apostle of Desire" of Sequence Five, is more inclined to the curse and flexible attack methods similar to the "Witch" than her counterparts who are good at frontal combat... Neus recalled that day from The information dug out of a gang member's mind, the two slender eyebrows were brought together.

She should be Jason Beria's collaborator in Backlund, and she is also the consistent method of blood worship to prevent the identity of the person in charge from being exposed.

But why, she was actually hunting her fellow demon family?

Neus covered the thin and injured body with heavy clothes, and reached out to the cloth bag again, his frowning brows kept beating along with the clenched right hand, and the thin lips that lacked color were pressed together tightly, as if the muscles of his entire face were tensed. In twitching with a simple movement of the right hand.

A short staff with a golden main tone was taken out from the cloth bag, and the originally pale palm was flushed red at the part that was in contact with the short staff.

Oh, the repulsion of this short stick to the negative pathway is far more serious than what the woman described... Gradually getting used to the burning pain, News calmed his face, put the short stick on the outside of his coat pocket, and just Put it where it is easiest to take out.

But this also means that facing them, I won't be able to fight back at all... Thinking of this, Neus lit a flame on the wooden bed, didn't look back, and walked out of the room as usual.

Although his physical condition is in urgent need of rest, whether it is for the safety of his life or the already slim future, he must act.

......

"The mechanical heart member we were assigned to cooperate is called Carlson, and there is another person with a similar name called Carl, don't confuse it." Dunn, who was pretending to be Louis Yinwensi, walked in front, looking back and pointing from time to time. Klein, who followed the steps with his cane.

The called-in informants were randomly assigned to different teams to perform auxiliary work.

Unfortunately, the team that Klein and Dunn are about to assist happens to be the joint action team between the Church of Evernight and the Heart of Machinery, and it is also the most important team in the joint action. It is jointly responsible by the captain of the red gloves and the captain of Yin Kangse.

Dunn, who was in the front, swept a touch of familiar red, and the words that originally introduced the members of the Heart of Machinery changed, and hinted in a slightly inconsistent way:

"You should know that the Red Gloves of the Church of the Evernight are all elite team members selected from night watchmen from all over the world, right?"

Recalling the power of Lord Amani, Klein nodded irrefutably.

When I was still in Tingen, I also fantasized about when I could reach the level of Lord Amani, but after understanding that the Red Gloves need to run all over the country, and even go to sea, I basically have no such idea... It turned out that Klein, who had his brother and sister to take care of, pouted indistinctly.

After all, working on Earth in the past often required tossing, and now if he had a choice, he would definitely want to stay in the office.

I'm sorry, I'm allergic to expatriate work... Thinking of this, Klein pretended to be rusty and responded:

"I don't know the details very well."

I don't quite understand... Dunn's eyelids twitched, and the calm Sherlock Moriarty seemed to have not understood his suggestion. The young man with scattered black hair and a good temperament and appearance walked out of the cordon.

The footsteps behind him paused abnormally, looked at the young man who turned his head slightly as if he was listening to something, then his eyes lit up, and quickly walked towards him, Dunn turned around silently, looking at his glasses in embarrassment. Detective Moriarty, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Look, despite his talent for disguise, he's still too young.

This is, Leonard!

Klein looked at the young man who was gradually approaching him in disbelief, tried his best to suppress the shock in his eyes, swept to Louis Yinwensi with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and took a step back with his left foot unconsciously.

The outstanding team members selected from the local area... Looking at the other party's smile that seemed unintentional, but seemed to contain thousands of hints, Klein's thoughts shook uncontrollably.

Does he know my original identity?

In fact, I had already been exposed, so he took the initiative to cooperate with me, recommended me to the Heart of Machines, and the goddess who had a close relationship with "mysterious" told the news of my still life to a special night watcher like Louis Yinwensi?

Question after question pounded on Klein's brain. His lips were slightly open, as if he would take the initiative to reveal his identity in the next moment...

Fuck!

Leonard is a good player?

When did he join the Red Gloves?

The question of whether his identity was revealed actually only bothered Klein for a second. What really made him panic was Leonard's sudden appearance.

It's like you once had a bad friend who was sloppy. After years of incognito, you suddenly found out that this bad friend has become the backbone of the police who came to investigate you, or a role model!

Dunn took all of Klein's micro-expressions into his eyes, sighing at the immaturity of the young man, but also ignored the sigh of Leonard who happened to deliver the document for the first time beside Yin Kangse by chance.

However, red gloves are more dangerous than ordinary night workers, and the probability of losing control and encountering high sequences is also higher... After a short period of happiness, Dunn is habitually concerned about the safety of his subordinates, and the dark red camouflage His eyes swept across Leonard who stopped in front of him and Klein, and gradually stopped.

His eyesight blurred uncontrollably.

"Is it the informant from the Heart of Machines?"

A familiar female voice came from behind Leonard. She didn't wear blue blush and eyeshadow as usual. She looked much younger and no longer looked strange. Instead, she was as beautiful as a normal twenty-something woman. Dan's Dai Li raised her thin eyebrows and walked over.

Instead of wearing an elegant black robe as usual, she was wearing a formal dress abnormally.

Dunn Smith thinks not.

Looking at the three men who stood in the corridor and looked at each other with strange expressions, Dai Li first stopped for a second on Klein, whose temperament and appearance were based on the captain's disguise, then looked at Leonard decisively, turning her head to the side. Doubtful:

"Why do you look like you've seen an adult newspaper, what's your expression?"

Leonard, who was brought up with black history, suddenly broke free from the weirdness, the guard in his eyes sank, and he smiled reluctantly:

"It's nothing, it's just that these two are well-known detectives from Backlund, and I know that they are also Beyonders."

He stared at the ground, for fear that Ms. Daly would see that she was abnormal.

"It's not uncommon." Taking a deep look at Leonard, Daly didn't delve into his abnormality, and instead faced Dunn and Klein with the same vigilance.

"Good afternoon, oh no, maybe it should be night now." The twinkling green eyes blinked mischievously, and the two men who looked at them turned red, but they were red, maybe only they knew it. .

Daly pointed to the cordon behind her, "It's halftime. If Soest and Yoon Kangse know you're here so early, they'll be very excited."

"To be honest, there are too many targets to be confirmed by psychic and dreaming, and we simply can't screen them out quickly."

She glanced at the two people who were tense, and the green eyes were like thorns, which made Dunn and Klein dare not look at each other.

"What is your path?"

He coughed lightly, and glanced at Leonard with some grievances. He was confused. Klein, who was the first to step out of Ms. Daly's influence, replied calmly:

"I'm a 'diver', Sequence Eight."

Although he had already exposed his abilities in front of Louis Yinwensi before, those can all be pushed to the "substitute" sealed artifact.

Daly nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Dunn, who was avoiding his gaze, paying attention to the details of the opponent's standing and clothing, and comparing the length of his hands.

"Then this gentleman?"

"Louis Yinwensi, like many of you, I'm a 'Dream Demon'."

Dunn took a deep breath and smiled reluctantly.

It's just that his self-confidence did not produce very good results. Daly's frivolous smile suddenly became strange, and his eyes kept wandering between Klein and Dunn, as if confirming something, until Klein, the 'clown', wanted to Unable to hold back his expression, he turned to look at Leonard.

"Did you know these two before?"

Being pierced by the sharp thorns in Daly's eyes, Leonard didn't have time to listen to the old man's advice, and straightened his head as if listening.

"No!"

After shouting in one voice, Leonard, who realized that he had overreacted, flushed red.

"Okay..." Daly squinted and scratched Leonard's erratic green, and returned to a polite smile, "It seems that both men will be very popular types, I think we can now go and get the job done."

She clapped her hands, "I might have a little more time to rest today."

As she said that, she took the lead in walking back to the direction of the warning coil, and Leonard followed closely behind, bowing his head like a little boy who made a mistake, but his movements were rather strange, and he would turn his ears to one side from time to time, UU reading www. uukanshu.com seems to be listening to something.

Looking at each other, Dunn and Klein, who read different emotions in each other's eyes respectively, had so many thoughts that they had to step forward.

Just before taking two steps, Daly, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped, and the close-fitting women's formal dress outlines the gracefulness of the rotation.

With a mysterious smile, Daly looked at the dark red eyes of Louis Yinwensi, who did not resemble Dunn, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth became higher and higher.

"Actually, I'm not a 'Dream Demon', Dai Li, a 'psychologist', get to know me."

......

The unchanging gray fog slowly surged, and counting the little "waves" that would not only rise after a long time had become Emlyn's only means to pass the time.

He folded his legs and sat on the misty nothingness, next to the terrifying "hound" that made him uneasy at first.

After a short time together, as a natural "beast trainer", he found that these "hounds" with strange appearance and too powerful strength were similar to ordinary large dogs, with a more docile personality, and... relatively stupid .

Emlyn glanced at the "Hound" who was still squatting beside him, wagging its tail at the bronze gate, with blood-red eyes with mixed emotions.

Although after several judgments, he did not find the majesty and strangeness of a demigod in this "hound" - the strange appearance does not count - but he still did not dare to really treat these "hounds" as ordinary dog treat.

"The mother **** is above... No, the ancestor is above..." After failing to pray to the "mysterious god" for the 100th time, he turned to his own beliefs, hoping that there would be A miracle happened, taking him out of this place where birds don't shit.

Gotta be quick, mom doesn't know how to take care of my treasure.

Thinking of this, Emlyn prayed more devoutly.