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

74

"I'm sorry, I broke our deal. Because I really liked Him, so I killed Him. Haha, understand me, please? After all, it would be a pity to be eaten by you and not be able to continue to appreciate Him."

"But our agreement is still valid. I will pay close attention to the sealed artifacts of major churches and secret organizations to find the next replacement. You can trust my credibility, not to mention that we are a natural alliance at this time. So, please also Continue to pay more attention to the location of my sefirah.”

——Excerpted from a certain conversation that no one knows.

75

The True Creator sat on the soft chair beside the bed, turning over and over looking at his hands in front of the sun, frowning slightly.

No matter how many times I review it, I still feel that it is so unimaginable that I will one day be freed from the prison of madness, be able to temporarily escape from the endless struggle with "God" and extreme divinity, and then be able to escape again. Once again, look at the world quietly and peacefully with a human body and a baby's eyes. After experiencing insanity, the feast of betrayal, death and thousands of years of chaotic howling, he was once again down to earth, walking on the earth with a clear mind.

This is a God-given opportunity, as if it is a blessing and a bet given to him by "fate", betting that he can be reborn smoothly.

Is it Ourolius? Is it really Ourolius? Although the loyal angel of destiny has entrusted his life and luck to Him. After retreating from the battle against the goddess of the night, he now re-enters the cyclic river to find new life. However, for more than two thousand years, Ourolius has never shown the power to use good luck to stop himself from going crazy. Why did he do it this time? done? But if it wasn't Him, who would be secretly manipulating all of this?

Could it be Him?

When the True Creator thinks of his ally who is so elusive even to the gods, the first image in his mind is the cold yet gentle smile that always hangs on the other person's face, and the second image is the indescribable dark cuisine. His expression changed slightly, and he immediately shook the second scene out of his mind.

Could it be the function of the sealed object? Impossible. If there really is a sealed object in the world that can save a Sequence 0 True God from madness, then it will definitely not be left outside, and it should have triggered divine wars again and again in history. This kind of The function is so precious that it is not surprising that the gods would abandon their allies for this item.

Moreover, the "demon" path itself can never have such power. The abyss is filthy and will pollute and corrupt all materials that are close to it. The demons living in it are definitely not good people. He had no reason to help him, even if it was because he was hostile to the gods and needed a true god as a backer and ally.

There is no doubt that Edward Vaughn, the Angel of the Abyss, is a guy with a complicated identity. Although he was a remnant of the past, he unfortunately came to the end of the Fourth Age and became a demon in that era full of bloody killings and death. He abandoned the moral values ​​that the remnants of the past should have and merged into this world by harming others to benefit himself.

For a long time after he found him, he remained in a very bad state. It was not until Russell, who was also a remnant of the old days, came and he took the initiative to approach him that he seemed to have regained the strength of the old era. Memory, bit by bit, regained its humanity and returned to normal... recovered its humanity and returned to normal... The devil returned to normal?

The True Creator suddenly felt strange, but couldn't tell what was wrong. A demon like him with strong self-management ability is something that the gods and even himself would like to see, but it doesn't seem to be what a "devil" really should be! Uncontrollable desire to kill, cold-blooded ruthlessness, no sympathy for the things around you, only thoughts of destruction, this is what the devil's path should be like. The True Creator happens to have an example that can be compared - "Demon King" Fabuti.

Even if the former is a human from the old era, it is impossible to completely resist the distortion caused by the path with morality. The gap between them is too big.

What kind of weird feeling is this? It's as if the "Angel of the Abyss" knew that the crazy and murderous demons would be surrounded and suppressed, so they deliberately dressed themselves up to look harmless, but they also didn't forget to come out regularly to show their presence (such as during the Russell Development War in history) Several famous massacres that occurred), lest the gods think something was wrong with him...

But why can He control the cold-blooded desires of His own path? It seems that the problem has gone round and round and returned to the possibility of "sealed objects".

The true Creator pondered for a long time and could not figure it out. He looked out the window and accidentally saw the potted plants blooming on the window sill of the house on the other side of the street. A few small flowers, not too big, became embellishments on the gray walls.

As if a bolt of lightning struck his mind, he suddenly remembered——

One day countless years ago, He was staring into the distance in a rare moment of clarity, and accidentally saw Edward Vaughan bringing a handful of unknown seeds, which seemed to be ivy or ivy. He was going to plant them in the corner of the wall, so that It can cover the whole wall by the second summer.

It was an ordinary day, and this scene was nothing special. But at the moment when the other party was about to sprinkle the flower seeds into the dug hole, the true Creator suddenly heard the warning of spiritual intuition. His body reacted faster than his consciousness, and he instantly stopped the other party from planting flowers - as if once those flower seeds fell and took root, something extremely terrible would happen.

76

At seven o'clock in the morning, Klein woke up on his own. The sky outside the window was gray. Although last night was thrilling, he had regained his energy after a good night's sleep. After washing up, he went to the first floor, opened the door, and took out several newspapers he subscribed to from the mailbox. Unfolding the "Tasok News", he saw the headline in bold capital letters——

"Intis Ambassador Becron was killed, and the terrorist organization 'Aurora Society' claimed responsibility!"

So fast? Moreover, the "Aurora Society" obviously only accepted the commission, why did it declare responsibility? Well... Yes, terrorist organizations also need to improve their strength and establish an image, so as to attract enough fresh blood, which complements the secret missionary... Mr. A is very powerful, he should be a "shepherd"... Klein stood in the foyer, reading the news in detail. Suddenly, he noticed something and frowned.

In the description of the news, the reporter roughly introduced the "Aurora Society" and listed some of the illegal things they had done. Their reputation instantly surpassed that of most secret organizations. Then the author described the tragedy of the crime scene in an extremely exaggerated and terrifying tone - the poor ambassador's limbs were broken, his head was twisted off, and the murderer tore his chest and stomach into pieces, and tore out his internal organs. It was randomly discarded all over the floor.

There was blood between the lines, and Klein couldn't tell whether it was realistic or exaggerated. After all, he felt that he was very familiar with this method of committing crimes - "Devil"! Although the details are different, the overall feeling is exactly the same as Mrs. Sharon's back then! This is definitely the devil's path!

But no matter what, the matter is over... Klein thought to no avail, and after a few minutes of panic, he let out a breath. The blond-haired, blue-eyed bodyguard is hiding somewhere. He is just a "newbie entering the extraordinary world." If he shows unexpected sensitivity to demonic rituals, he will arouse the other party's suspicion. He turned his head and looked out the window, seeing a thin mist filling the air, sparse raindrops falling, and a gloomy sky.

And next, he had to go out to catch the rapist.

77

The Decline King pushed a planet with his fingertips, causing it to spin in the air in violation of the laws of physics.

The earth, with only three-quarters of the planet left, has long since dried up. There is no sunlight, rain or any other necessary conditions for plants to survive. Naturally, there is no food, temperature or any other substances for animals to survive. But such a planet that should have died 10,000 years ago still remains active, and there are still living alien life lingering on. They had died long ago, but their souls and the last bit of life were locked in their bodies. The concept of death was taken away, leaving only endless despair and eternal decay.

The King of Decay watched it. When He just passed by this planet more than 10,000 years ago, the creatures on it were developing vigorously and actively.

These beings pursued power and advocated technology. In the pursuit of powerful weapons, they launched countless wars against their own kind. This self-destructive courage attracted Him to stop and watch. In just one thousand years, the extreme development of weapon power and civil war left only one-fifth of the population. A desperate soldier launched the final weapon of extermination. I hope it can kill all life and bring peace to the planet that is always shrouded in war.

——This is how it should be.

——However, the endless clouds of war and the tragedy of fratricide made the passing gods become interested. He crushed the final weapon of extinction with great interest, accidentally crushing a quarter of the planet. The flower He planted a thousand years ago finally bloomed after absorbing the possibilities of countless lives. It was rooted in the concept of the planet and fixed the form of all life on this planet. Let them remain in this moment's state and then weaken. Ten thousand years have passed so far.

After watching it for a while, he began to feel bored. He picked off the flowers and watched the planet that had lost its anchor quickly collapse like a sandcastle. The earth cracked open, revealing the core that had been extinguished for thousands of years. Everything that remained and the life on it were turned into dust in the universe in an instant.

He heard the creatures who first praised Him, then cursed Him, and then begged Him, ecstatically shouting praises to His name at the moment of destruction, welcoming death as joyfully as they welcomed new life.

The small episode passed, and the death of a planet did not attract the attention of any god. The outer gods maintain a strange peace as always, the spiritual world is noisy, and the vacuum universe is silent and dead. Only the low murmur of "Bethel Abraham" came intermittently. This was probably the only living voice in the starry sky.

He is looking at the earth. They look at the earth.

A thousand years are like a day.

TBC

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* Zhenzao has a vague guess, but he is not sure. After all, there is no evidence and he does not know the other party's true purpose. What's more, if Edward really comes from outside the world, exposing him rashly may cause unimaginable consequences.

*Zhenzao had the inspiration to call the police because of Edward's behavior.

"The flower planted by the hand of the fallen king will surely be the flower that destroys the world."

*"Withering" path.

The low-sequence plunders life and spreads exhaustion. In the middle and high-sequences, there is a qualitative change. The object of plunder changes from tangible "life" to intangible "possibility", and finally extends to "civilization" intertwined with possibilities.

Every life has countless possibilities, and countless possibilities interweave the future of the planet. The Decline King can drain away all possibilities within the scope of the planet, even taking away death. Flowers are rooted in the concept of the planet, absorbing the possibility of life, using sad, beautiful and unwilling to give up life as fertilizer until only the possibility of "decline" remains. As a result, countless lives that could have bloomed brilliantly came to an end, and the planet lost its future.

All hope is stripped away, watering out the flowers of destruction in His hands.