Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"Recite the name of my lord and make sacrifices."

The mellow voice penetrated the black mist, and Mr. A, whose head was buried, suddenly enlarged his eyes, knelt down on one knee, and said frantically:

"Praise Mystery."

He paused for a moment, then began to answer Klein's question. His words were clear and completely inconsistent with the outside world's stereotype that the Aurora Society only consisted of lunatics and lunatic reserve troops.

"After the smog, following the Lord's will, the Aurora Society will shrink its external activities and focus its energy on developing believers."

"We built new strongholds and churches, and changed the past missionary model..."

"...After the smog, the Loen royal family basically cut off contact with us. They concealed their compatriots' contributions in the disaster, and turned to the false **** who claimed to be the storm, betraying a lot of the original royal family's control. decentralization of power to the nobility and the church, with the intent of appeasement of discontent from all walks of life..."

Listening to Mr. A's report, Klein, who tapped the table with his fingers rhythmically, suddenly stopped, staring blankly at the gray-white in front of him.

He temporarily cut off the transmission of the sound and sighed softly.

Obviously, the various compromises made by the royal family were all to conceal the real purpose of preparing the "Dark Emperor" ceremony. What's worse, their intentions were successful.

"Mystery" once said that the gods' attitude towards the Loen royal family's attack on the throne of the "Dark Emperor" is basically acquiescence and wait and see. , the real resistance of the royal family is the attitude of several other countries and the major churches.

From this point of view, the attitude of the true God seems to be different from that of the royal family?

Klein moved his fingers again.

He didn't understand that whether it was the real creator or the "secret" remaining believers, they all seemed to regard the will of their own beliefs as the standard, and in the event of the Great Smog, what the Church of True God showed did not seem to be in line with their background. synchronized with the will of the gods.

Although there are factors affected by the information gap, Klein instinctively believes that this is more because the relationship between churches and their own beliefs is not as close as the relationship between the true creator and the Aurora Society.

"I see."

Klein nodded slightly, looked at Mr. A on the other end of the black gas, and saluted respectfully, cutting off the connection.

He fiddled with the iron-black badge on his fingertips, and his figure slowly dissipated above the gray fog.

......

Before the half-collapsed city gate, Colin withdrew his gaze and drew out the two straight swords behind him.

"Are you ready?"

Derrick, who held the long sword in his hand, nodded slightly, and his trembling fingertips turned white from too much force.

"no problem."

Colin gave him a deep look, and the two walked into the city gate shrouded in thick fog one after the other.

They walked in the icy gray fog, shuttled through the doorway, and suddenly saw the light in front of them.

In the abandoned city-state, as they saw last time, many humanoid sculptures were still on the street, but there were many more fallen bones at the front, which were full of traces of time and disorganized.

Sure enough, the traces of the last time did not disappear because of our departure. The revelation to Derrick was right. There is really a Saint-level Sealed Artifact hidden in this city gang, but it will definitely not reach the level of God. Level... Colin looked at the mess on the ground and made a judgment in his mind.

While noticing the bell tower shrouded in darkness in the distance, he held his sword and touched his chest, feeling that the special spiritual wall was still firmly binding the sealed artifact, so he continued to move forward.

Colin took a step cautiously, this time, the mutation did not happen.

He stayed still, turned his head to the back, and gave Derrick a wink. The big boy who understood the chief's meaning immediately followed, and the long sword in his hand burst into a warm morning light, and the warm sunlight emanating from Derrick's body Complement each other, illuminate and purify the surroundings.

With the illumination of the "sun" pathway, Colin squatted down and observed the corpse that he had hurriedly evacuated last time and could not see clearly.

Different from the mutated corpse he took away last time, although traces of the mutation can still be seen in many places, the rest of the bones still maintain their human form.

Looking at these yellowed bones, Colin slowly frowned.

He thought of an unacceptable possibility.

Judging from the degree of decay of the bones, these mutations are likely long before the strange appearance in the city-state. Combined with the various positions and fixed expressions of the puppets turned into by the residents on the street, it is very likely that someone in the city-state actively activated the piece. The sealed artifact of the "diver" high pathway.

A Saint-level Sealed Artifact is a danger that will be highly valued in any city-state, and cannot be touched by outsiders at will, so there is only one possibility to open this Sealed Artifact.

This is the ending they chose... Colin was frightened by his own imagination.

If the City of Silver reaches this point, will I take the initiative to activate the "Crown of Glory"?

However, he quickly threw this dangerous thought out of his head, and Derrick did not notice his abnormality, and said softly:

"Continue to explore."

......

Church of the Waves.

Different from the various churches of the Church of the Storm in the Northern Continent, the believers here have reddish-brown skin, and their clothes are simple or even shabby. The teachers in robes with waves and lightning patterns look coldly at the indigenous believers who are praying in the church, and spend a lot of money. It took a while to adjust his expression and perfunctory these "lost" lambs.

If it wasn't that the church wanted to suppress the local indigenous heresies, who would want to smile at these inferior people?

The entrance of the church was opened, and Alger, who hurriedly returned from the pier, stared at the hypocritical face on the altar, turned into the dark passage with a blank expression, turned left and right familiarly, and entered the room where the parish Bishop Chogory was. .

"Your Excellency."

Chogory, who was reading the document, nodded indifferently, with an angry aftertaste on his face.

"Why did you arrive a day late?"

Alger, who was accustomed to being pushed out, was unmoved and took out a prepared explanation.

"There was a storm at sea, and my ghost ship couldn't cross the center of the storm and detoured to another route."

Hearing this irrefutable reason, Chogory snorted and stopped pursuing this topic.

"Yesterday there was a vicious incident near the pier, see for yourself."

Saying that, the document in his hand flew to Alger in the wind.

"Flame" killed the second officer of "Admiral Blood"?

Looking at the lines of words on the report in his hand, Alger couldn't help but suspect that the church's intelligence had gone wrong.

What a joke, "Flame" is just a Sequence Seven of the "Hunter" pathway, and there is a Sequence Six, a Sequence Seven, and a Sequence Eight that just mark death on it, and they have all been famous for a long time, "Flame" What did they kill them with?

However, he did not express his doubts, but catered to Chogori with an angry expression on his face:

"This is contempt for the Lord and the church!"

"Yeah." Chogory nodded with satisfaction, "The key piece of information was sent to us by the flames himself."

"The church treats these pirates with fraternity, but they don't take it seriously, provoking the authority of the Lord. This is undoubtedly contempt, but it is also the malfeasance of our Storm Guards."

"Originally, Deacon Cordova investigated the scene and restored the abilities of various channels including 'hunter', 'sun', and 'devil', but could not identify the perpetrator. As a result, 'Flame' took the initiative to send the information to the door at night. , coupled with what happened recently in Bansi Port, the Holy See is very dissatisfied with us, and we suspect that the 'Flame' has other helpers..."

Alger didn't care what Chogori said later. He lowered his head, his eyes couldn't hide his emotions.

Bansi..."Flame"...

When the conflict broke out, the church did not immediately notice it, which means that there were not many people involved in the conflict. It is very likely that "Raging Flame" has only one helper, and that person may have used the Sealed Artifact or his own ability to master a lot. the ability of a way.

In Alger's impression, only the "Shepherd" of the Aurora Society and the "Wriggling Hunger" once mastered by Qilingus can do this!

After Ziringus died, the Church did not acquire his characteristics and "creeping hunger".

I was promoted with the characteristics of Qilingus, and it was His Highness Edmund who gave me this opportunity, what "squirming hunger"?

Alger blinked indistinctly, maintained a respectful listening posture, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Wriggling Hunger" is undoubtedly a very important sealed item. Items of this level will only be given to more valued members, such as..."The World".

When Bansy's mutation happened, he was there. Could it be that the so-called helper of "Flame" is "The World"?

"Anyway, you and your crew are still acting in the guise of pirates recently, inquiring from the dark about 'Flame' and the heretics who call themselves pirate generals. Your Excellency Kottman has new instructions, since they are pursuing the so-called death **** Documents, then we will take this opportunity to catch these blind and arrogant guys and the **** natives!"

Chogory finally ended his long speech, and his mood was much relieved. He looked at Alger who was praising the storm loudly, and showed a satisfied smile.

......

Blue Mountain Island, the underground church of the Sea God Church.

The ferocious sea snake was entrenched at the foot of a humanoid sculpture with elf characteristics. The thin priest smeared blood on his tattoo, and tremblingly pushed the dead people piled up in front of him into the illusory gate, winning the "sea god" behind the door. of waves.

He held the sea water bestowed by God and sprinkled it on the believers who were kneeling on the altar. Seeing the rare enthusiasm and happiness on those numb faces, he praised God's grace aloud.

In the corner of the church, Tristan, lurking in the shadows, stared at this absurd blood sacrifice with an indifferent expression.

In the Quaternary Epoch, in the Southern Continent, and even in the Northern Continent before Roselle's Industrial Revolution, he had seen many similar blood sacrifices.

He originally thought that after he completed the ceremony, three hundred years away from the era, and the world turned upside down, there would be a change in writing, but now it seems that nothing has changed.

But it's a good thing. If it wasn't for the oppression of the Loen colonial government or the ignorance of the natives, the incarnation of the Lord would not be able to maintain such a strong state.

Yes, after the illusory door that had just closed, he felt the breath of the Lord.

Although the pathway ability displayed by "Sea God" is undoubtedly the Sequence Two "Natural Disaster" of the storm pathway, that breath is undoubtedly the Lord's.

Moreover, as a demigod who has lived for more than 1,700 years, he is very clear that the true face of the Lord in the second era was an elf.

Extraordinary creatures of that era all possessed powers that matched or even non-adjacent pathways, and it was easy to accept the Lord's authority over the storm.

"Twisted..."

An ethereal voice broke Tristan's thoughts. He looked stiffly beside him, only to see Evelyn staring intently at the priest who ripped apart a child, pointing at the priest under his feet. Shadows, eyes trembling.

Ignoring the emotion and sadness that surged in his heart, Tristan, who was inspired, looked down at his feet, and saw the shadow of conceptualization just around the corner.

Evelyn was right, a certain order on this island was distorted.

Immediately, he looked at the altar that was still shining with spiritual brilliance, his eyes glued to the so-called divine sword drawn by the priest from the child's spine, and an incomprehensible absurdity came to his mind.

"This kind of joke-like ritual... the incarnation of the Lord, awake?"

......

Mr. A's efficiency is unimaginably high. After only three hours, Klein felt the touch conveyed by Origin Castle, and obtained the brand-new telegraph through the ceremony.

As expected of the Aurora Society, the efficiency of a large organization is high. If I entrust Miss "The Hanged Man" or "Magician", it is estimated that it will take at least two days to get the telegram... I looked at the telegram on the table. Machine, Klein raised his mouth, walked to the door, looked at Danitz who was lying leisurely on an easy chair and read a newspaper, suddenly said:

"Telegram."

The relaxed Danitz was startled by the sudden sound, and almost fell off his chair. It was all because of the superb balance ability of the "Hunter" that he would not make a fool of himself.

Just as he was about to get angry, he saw Gehrman, who was wearing black trousers and a white shirt, looking at him indifferently.

Scratching his head, Danitz wondered:

"What telegraph, at this time, it is impossible for me to find a safe telegraph machine."

Klein didn't explain, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com just swept Gehrman's face lightly, motioning for Danitz to enter his room.

Armed with unspeakable fear, for fear of seeing the **** and perverted scene, Danitz, who was worried that something bad would happen, took small steps to the door of Klein's room, and was surprised to find a brand new telegraph machine on the table.

Looking at the unopened paper package, this is a brand new wireless telegraph machine that has just been taken out of the warehouse.

"Where did you get it?"

Klein glanced at him.

"Outside."

Outside?

I was sitting at the door. You haven't left your room for four hours. How did you get outside?

While Danitz was shocked, he couldn't help but imagine Gehrman, in order to maintain a sense of mystery, turned the window and ran outside to buy a telegraph, and the corners of his mouth rose.

But before he was happy for long, he saw an operation manual thrown over.

He saw Gehrman's indifferent expression and said:

"Now you can contact your captain."

He slowly opened his mouth, his thoughts almost frozen.

"What?" Klein frowned slightly as he looked at Danitz who was standing still.

"No, I'm just..." Danitz looked around in a panic, picked up the telegraph, and moved to the door.

"I'll leave right away, I just feel that your efficiency is too high."

The well-known pirate smiled and left Klein's room, even closing the door thoughtfully before leaving.