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

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When the "True Creator" arrived, whether it was in the clear sunshine outside or under the lightning and thundering sky in the God-forsaken land, all the "Secret Prayers" felt unprecedented peace and joy at this moment, just like the return of a ship. When they arrived at the harbor, the wanderers found their hometown. The true god they passed came to the earth. The whispers that tortured them and guided them quietly disappeared. Their world was quieter than ever before.

In the few seconds before the arrival of the gods, the most intense moment of the brief struggle to ascend to the angel level, the violent murmurs and roars of the true Creator almost deafened their ears. Loss of control and madness occurred one after another, but once this brief moment was over, They will be able to achieve true physical and mental peace. They got up strong, fought hard, prayed, knelt on the ground, prayed in the flesh and blood, and did not dare to stop for a moment.

In a certain house in Silver City, Lovia's mouth was full of blood. During the most painful period, she even bit off ten of her fingers and even one of her teeth, and held her skull tightly in her arms. She thought she was going to die, to die before seeing the light with her own eyes, but she didn't.

The flesh and blood repaired itself, and she forced herself up to support her upper body. In the silence, looking at the lightning and thundering sky through the narrow window, I was filled with fear of the Lord's changes, but also with a faint sense of expectation.

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The gate path sealing object and the spiritual world teleportation were used alternately. After walking a distance enough to circle Tingen several times in five minutes, Edward finally got rid of the gaze of the eternal blazing sun. In a small forest on the outskirts of Backlund, the Angel of the Abyss appeared using spiritual teleportation. The feeling of finally being down to earth made him laugh happily. He gathered up the clothes that were covered with scorch marks, feeling as if he had just run away from a fire scene.

"The Eternal Fierce Sun is really very careful. He was the one who assigned the angels to kill me in the first place. He was the one who made trouble after I killed the angels because they were inferior to humans. I obviously left a hand and characteristics for him."

Edward dusted off his clothes, took off his burned coat and hung it on his arms. Fortunately, the white shirt was still neat. Now that we are in Backlund, we don't need to go from the spirit world. We can directly enter the approximate range of the Aurora Society's stronghold through the gate, sealed object, and so on.

The tortoiseshell glasses disappeared at some point, and Edward squinted subconsciously. Of course, it was an expensive pair of plain glasses. The mythical creature naturally could not have vision problems. The Declined King just needed such a thing to stabilize his human appearance.

"Where should the Aurora Society go? This seems to be west of Backlund... Or we should go home from the spirit world first. It would be difficult if we accidentally walked into the back garden of a noble... "

"...Take your clothes away first." The thing he was holding in his hand suddenly spoke, "It's all the spirituality of the sun path. It's nauseating."

Edward's steps suddenly stopped.

The Decline King's human expression control failed for a moment when these words reached his ears. His face twisted ferociously, shocked that things were out of his mind, and delighted by the struggle of the fate of the "True Creator". His eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably until they almost split open... He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, smoothed the corners of his mouth downwards, and kneaded the stiff muscles on his face into his usual peaceful expression.

Edward's eyes looked down step by step, directly meeting the red eyes of the baby wrapped in a coat that was held in His hands.

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"Oh, ally?" I greeted him nonchalantly, "I didn't even notice. You look very good now."

It seemed that Tingen had given Him a small meal. The face of the "True Creator" who had just been born as an almost one-month-old baby had no expression, but still showed a trace of confusion.

"I don't know." The True Creator said, "I was originally wrapped in extreme madness, but the moment I came to this body, I suddenly woke up. I thought it was the positive effect of God's descent, but - a period has passed It’s almost an hour and I’m still awake.”

"So you've always been normal."

I asked Him: "You just look at the eternal blazing sun and keep glaring at me?"

The true Creator remained calm. He was not led away by my little act of changing the topic, but continued to think about "why he woke up." After all, there are a few angels, and it’s not like God has never descended upon him over the past few hundred years, and it’s not like he hasn’t succeeded before, but this time the God was able to stay awake after descending, which made Himself feel that something was not right. He is thinking, He is still thinking, his red eyes are full of doubts.

I'm also confused, this shouldn't happen. The authority of the "Decline" path is as simple as the literal meaning, using various curses to naturally lead life to the fate of death. And in the end, out of personal preference, I will even take away the fate of death, so that the creatures that receive my favor (love) can live forever. Why can he have a normal conversation? The most obvious characteristics after being contaminated by me are confusion, self-shake, loss of proper emotions, inability to think rationally in a short period of time, and a long and silent madness without knowing it.

The body dies, the heart dies, the emotions die, the soul also dies, the consciousness is blurred, and the self is lost... In his later years, Russell did rely on my curse to snatch half of his sanity from the fallen Mother Goddess, but this also caused him to be buried deeper. He was crucified in the tomb, not even daring to take a step out.

What is the current state of the True Creator? The prayers of the Aurora Order's mystics said they were greeted with peace, but only for a few minutes, and then the murmurings began again. This means that the “He” in my hands is not the complete Him, He is still standing in His sanctuary.

...I see, I understand.

I suppressed my hatred for living life, looked at Him who was just a baby, and suddenly asked: "Are you very weak now?"

The True Creator slowly turned his eyes to me. He seemed unhappy that I mentioned this matter. After all, no one (or God) would be happy when he fell into the hands of a demon in an imperfect state. But He still replied: "Yes, I originally expected that half of the power would come, but something seems to have gone wrong. I only have Sequence 8 now."

"However, the connection between me and the main body is still close. I can transfer my strength and gradually merge into one." He seemed to be warning me.

I nodded and immediately understood the reason for the accident.

"Weakened strength, enhanced consciousness"... This is the curse I have experienced, the curse of Sequence 8 of the "Decline" path, "the powerless one".

Sequence 9 is "increased strength, weakened consciousness". At this stage, the physical body and extraordinary abilities of the creature are significantly improved, but the inner self-definition will be slightly shaken, and the memory will be chaotic to a certain extent, which is the decline of consciousness. . I used it to contaminate Russell and use it as a catalyst to make his achievements even more glorious. Of course, this is only Sequence 9 after all, and the level of danger when becoming an Extraordinary is not high, at least far less than that of Sequence 4, the "disheartened person" who has over half of the mortality rate if he loses control.

That is the most terrifying and traceless "death of the heart", because self-perception will be blurred again, and under the influence of the potion, you will slowly acquire certain characteristics that are completely different from your true self. Those thoughts are very natural and logical and require self-examination at all times.

Once you mistake the thoughts changed by the potion for your own intentions, you will definitely die. It's like a demigod who died because he became reckless. His friend learned his lesson, was always vigilant, and thought and deduced three times before taking action. Then it also lost control. Because it is not the cautious type, this caution is its "heart failure".

"This is a good thing, ally." I said, "Perhaps it is because of the disaster of the night. In short, your arrival was successful, thanks to Ourolius."

——Ouroleus, of course it is Ouroleus, it can only be because of him, the king of angels of "destiny". I underestimated Him. He protects His Lord without any reservation, and He gives His full strength to the True Creator, who draws the most favorable one from my curse! With the help of my curse, his self-awareness increased and he actually gained consciousness... Otherwise, who else on this planet can fight against me in shaking fate?

"Urolius..." The True Creator said to himself, not knowing what he was thinking, "I have arrived, and I can't make it public yet, but it is still necessary to inform the church's higher-ups about this matter."

He and I looked at each other and we both knew each other. The living space of the Aurora Society and the True Creator has been suppressed by the seven gods. Once the Aurora Society is overjoyed by the success of the gods, the Eternal Sun, the Lord of Storms and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom realize that the state of the True Creator has changed. , then the tacit understanding between the seven gods will be broken, and the three gods will unite to pursue and intercept the believers of the true Creator.

"Thanks to you, the impact of this divine descent is much smaller than I imagined. I was already prepared to fight the divine war as soon as it descended." He said seriously, "It's still calm now, it seems. They haven't yet determined whether my divine descending has been successful or not."

"You don't have a church. Also, based on our relationship and your identity, I think you should be put down and let you walk back on your own." I adjusted my mood - Russell is good at recreating things as they come. An Zhi——quickly said, "You're right, what do you want to do?"

This little baby with distinctive black and gold highlights looked around, and finally his eyes fell on my ear - the "Purity Cross" pendant hanging on it. Then the True Creator spoke:

"Help me shine a light."

…. I suddenly had a bad feeling.

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“The Lord is mumbling, but the Lord has not answered our prayers…”

"Mr. Z in Jianhai has felt spiritual shaking! The divine descending ceremony has begun? Who did it? Isn't this matter terminated?!"

"...Lord, please take my soul with you..."

"Don't panic! Go back to your position. Your Majesty the Dark Saint is already performing a ceremony, and you will get the Lord's response soon!"

In the largest stronghold of the Aurora Society in Bakerland, the underground church was busier than ever. Today is not a Sunday. Originally, only a few believers came to pray. The Dark Saint presided over a small mass, and everything was as usual. But at noon, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the church. The flying curtains blocked the skylight at the top of the church, and the only natural light source shining on the statue suddenly disappeared. The candlesticks went out one after another, and the church suddenly fell into darkness!

Something is rising, rising, rising from the back of the hands of the kneeling believers to a height that can almost submerge the whole person. It is the dark curtain, the deepest shadow, covering the entire church, and the statue of the god has become like this The only thing that can be seen clearly in a dark environment.

So the believers prayed more vigorously in fear and almost screamed. During the roars, they could hear the sound of human bodies collapsing and flesh being torn apart. Everything was chaotic, in a trance, spirituality spread out, and everyone felt as if they were in the depths of a huge, black mire, isolated from the world. At this moment, the church became a lightless, absolute darkness, and time and space seemed to disappear into nothingness. Being swallowed inside, theoretically there is no air, but you will not feel any difficulty in breathing when you are in it, but it is unknown whether the body is "breathing".

The thick and overflowing "shadow" wraps the body like layers of glue, making it impossible to move. When you close your eyes, you can hear the distant shouts or whispers of many people, like a big tide.

After a moment, the sun suddenly shone in, and the believers who had struggled to endure the absolute spiritual silence and extreme uneasiness suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

What was the sign of the vision just now? The believers looked at each other, and then realized that the whispers lingering in their ears had subsided at some point.

The dark saint Kesma who was present was about to speak out to comfort everyone. Suddenly, he stopped, turned around and knelt down to the statue again, hitting his forehead straight on the steps until blood dripped from his forehead.

Because at this moment, all over the world, in the spiritual world of all high-level members of the Aurora Society, there was suddenly a pure sunlight piercing the darkness. They and they looked up at the same time, and endless radiance fell from the sky, and the darkness The inverted cross stood between heaven and earth, which was a symbol of God. An announcement like a bell came from an extremely distant place.

"I smear myself with blood and hang upside down at the end of the world to bear the pain for all living beings and to atone for my own sins. You were created by me from the dust, and you are like leaves with nowhere to rely on; you are like standing on a stream, under your feet There will never be a restful stay. We are looking for people who share our fate and join us in the never-ending suffering. Believe in me and you will be saved."

"Pray, and continue to preach as long as you still have the strength. Purify your souls with prayer and praise My grace with faith."

The words ended here, but just before the end, the pitch-black cross was suddenly coated with a layer of dazzling gold. In an instant, it was dazzling and blazing like the sun setting on the earth - it was a golden cross. The true symbol of the sun god buried in history!

This...this...the long-lived saints and angels widened their eyes in disbelief. Tears of joy flowed from the eyes of a few people who had lived in the glorious paradise of the earth and experienced the fall of the sun. On the way to the Raging Sea, "Black Saint" Leomaster knelt down on the boat in ecstasy. Even though the boat was picked up and thrown away by the waves of the mountains like a toy, it did not move at all. In the shadow of the place abandoned by God, the lantern of "Angel of the Holy Word" Steve had been thrown away in the panic of kneeling down. Dark monsters surrounded the surroundings, and then the lantern spread from the angel was deeper than the darkness. Swallowed by terrifying shadows.

"Praise you! Praise you! The Lord of creation! The Lord behind the curtain of shadow! You are the God of gods and the ruler of the vast star world! Your words far away from the dust fall from the sky, bringing us joy and salvation!"

"We must not stop, we must drive out the demons on earth for the Lord! Your kingdom will surely come, and you will definitely return to heaven! We will love you with all our heart and with all our strength, and we will definitely see the armies of heaven guarding you in front of your throne again! "

"We should dedicate the faith of all living beings to Him. This is our belief. Those who have ears to hear should listen to the gospel of the Lord..."

"...Those who have eyes to see will surely see the glory of the Lord. As long as we can still move, we will let His land come."

The crowd's ecstasy was beyond words. After the spiritual revelation ended, they still knelt down and prayed over and over again, not getting up for a long time.

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"it's over?"

"Well, precise broadcasting around the world consumes spiritual energy and is really tiring. The breath of the sun on your clothes has also been used up, so throw it away."

"...Broadcasting is a waste of my spirituality. Why are you complaining about being tired? My clothes are all hand-made. You must reimburse me later."

"The devil cares about money too?"

"Soon you'll care too."

TBC

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* Much later, Medici, who missed the Lord’s broadcast because he was in jail in the basement, felt extremely regretful and fought with himself for 300 rounds to vent his anger.

*The "Death" paths from 9 to 4 are all types of curses, and the order is consciousness, power, body, emotion, soul, and heart. Somewhat similar to the Prisoner Path, but existing curses will recur from time to time. After promotion to level 3, all curses disappear and you can use these powers to curse others.

——"You must first experience death, understand it, and accept it, and then you can let others feel this joy."