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

Chapter 108 The Evil Spirit
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On the ruins of the Aurora Order's stronghold, Ace Snake found a Punisher who was busy running around, and asked in a deep voice, "How?"

"Yes! Report to the Archbishop!"

The captain of the Punisher squad stood at attention, and replied loudly: "All the proofs of blasphemy have been destroyed, and the relevant personnel are undergoing requiem and amnesia at the Church of Evernight. Some of the Punishers showed signs of losing control, but they have all been brought under control. Recycling the remains of murals and sculptures.”

"well-done."

Ace Snake nodded calmly, his mood that had been shrouded in gloom for many days was finally better.Due to his two consecutive misjudgments and dereliction of duty in the "Apostle of Desire" and the previous "Eastern Capin Incident", he is about to be transferred from Backlund, leaving the Holy Wind Cathedral, and going somewhere in the sea. Tonight's cult The joint cleansing operation was his last command operation in this "capital of all capitals".

After tomorrow, he should leave and let Radar Valentine, the bishop of the "Dark Blue Priest" who has accumulated enough qualifications, take office.

This made him both a little melancholy and vaguely comforted. It's really not a good thing for him to be impatient now.

Perhaps leaving the flashy inland and going to the sea favored by the Lord of Storms can allow him to return to his original nature and digest the potion.Only when facing the waves and storms can one feel the Lord's will and mighty power on a deeper level.

He gave a few more instructions, wanting to put an end to his not-so-satisfactory Backlund job experience.

After the Punisher Squad Captain left, the Archbishop of the Church of Evernight, St. Anthony, drifted over. After a few pleasantries, the Bishop of Evernight, who knew the other party's straightforward nature, asked directly: "Do you have any clues?"

Ace Snake shook his head: "No."

"There is no trace of that angel, nor is there any remnant. He was not here at all when the incident happened, and he did not return after the incident."

"That is to say, there are only some blasphemous murals and sculptures."

St. Anthony's brows stretched out. He didn't want to run into that angel either. He was relieved to see that everything was safe.Once encountered, there is no doubt that they will die, and neither the Pope nor His Highness Arianna have time to rescue them.

But when he thought of his subordinate being seriously injured by the other party because of losing control of his emotions, his voice turned cold involuntarily: "The Aurora Society ran really fast, and only captured some ordinary believers and low-sequence Extraordinary people. This round of suppression should be enough I taught them a lesson. It’s a pity that the dark saint who was suspected to be here at the time of the incident, Mr. A who assassinated the Intis ambassador, and others all escaped. It should be through extraordinary items such as "travelers". Where did they go in that time. "

"Even if it's an Extraordinary item from the traveler pathway at the demigod level, it shouldn't be possible to transfer nearly a hundred people at once!"

Ace Snake said in a loud voice: "Our raid was completely secret. They didn't have time to respond. They were caught off guard from the very beginning, but they ran so much. This is simply unreasonable!"

"I suspect that the cultists just teleported a short distance!"

"It's very possible that they are still in Backlund!"

St. Anthony lowered the volume of the four consecutive speeches with exclamation marks by the singer of the song of God, so as to prevent the bishops' conversation from being heard by the surrounding members.But he quite agreed with Ace Snake's inference, and added: "It is also very suspicious that the dark saints of the Aurora Order did not come out to fight at all. They should not be the type to actively escape."

"But his judgment was very correct. They moved away almost all the people and sealed items, leaving only the church and the collapsed stronghold."

"Maybe it's because I was scared out of my wits when I saw us, let alone someone with a mechanical heart next to me. I can't win anyway, so I might as well run away." Ace Snake said nonchalantly.

"That's the most likely thing."

After San Anthony finished speaking, he couldn't help teasing the other party:
"If you have always maintained such rational thinking and excellent judgment ability, maybe you don't need to leave Backlund."

Ace Snake's complexion suddenly turned into a thunderstorm, he snorted heavily, and disappeared from the spot as a bolt of lightning.

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The conquerors who lived for chaos and who will inevitably spread war to the whole world have more or less firmly believed in the idea that no matter whether they were defeated or embarrassed in life, at least their own death should be magnificent, Just like the sighing and vigorous characters in history books and legends.After a brilliant life, when it fell, it was like a meteorite falling from the sky into the ground. The last residual heat can still turn all the surroundings into lava dead places that no one should get close to, and burn for another hundred years.

But actually?At that time, the three clusters of flames that were burning the most in the world were supposed to devour each other and fight each other. It took a long time to decide the final winner, but they were completely overwhelmed by a group of dark clouds that suddenly struck one day.The thunder was deafening, the blood emperor's chariot rolled forward in the thunder clouds, the laughter with malicious intentions and the torrential rain came together abruptly, and all the burning fires were extinguished in an instant.

Open your eyes, this gloomy underground hall remains unchanged for thousands of years, as if it will always be a suitable place to store corpses.

The chains perish in the sunlight, whether it is the relatively fresh corpse of Tudor's descendants in the corner, or the remains of the three conquerors who have been bound for thousands of years, all of them are slowly eliminated in the light.

After being confirmed by the real creator, Edward immediately withdrew his spirituality, and the warm sunlight slowly retracted under the dark gray stone shell, returning to the inconspicuous golden thread appearance.Sauron and Einhorn gave up thinking when the voice of the real creator came, but half a minute later, they found that there was no indescribable rambling in their minds, nor did they suddenly become full of faith in the real creator. Becoming devout believers, the two conquerors suddenly guessed in amazement.

Edward held the cross and was thinking about whether to continue to wear it on his ears as a pendant, or just put it in his pocket.Just seeing Medici's longing expression, Edward thought for a second and handed the cross to him.

The red evil spirit was very happy and didn't say anything to spoil the scenery.When it is not filled with spirituality, it is just a nice decoration. Medici holds it, solemnly puts it in the palm of his hand, clasped his hands, and closed his eyes to pray.

"Wait for me, I want to leave something here."

After a while, he opened his eyes, first integrated the "Red Priest Card" into his spiritual body, strengthened himself, then beckoned, threw other Extraordinary characteristics to Edward, turned around and asked, "Do you have any candles?"

"No."

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't."

As Medici spoke, he separated a trace of pitifully small power from his spirit body, grabbed a bone from a descendant of Tudor, rubbed it in his hands again and again, and produced a candle of suspicious color .But in this basement, the dark color just happens to go unnoticed.

Using the flesh and blood of Tudor's descendants as the anointing oil, and adding the breath and curse of evil spirits as the wick, a candle full of malice is ready.

Medici put the candle, which was similar to a little finger, on the seat facing the gate, and clapped his hands leisurely. The two conquerors in the ceremony did not stop them, and even watched Medici toss and turn with anticipation.Sauron gloated and said, "I didn't expect you to be kind. To die here is definitely a great gift and a good death for Tudor's blood?"

"Who knows?" The red evil spirit grinned three times.

Medici said to himself in a chant-like tone: "You know, we have been insane for thousands of years, and we barely woke up with the help of a few short-sighted intruders and his two little descendants. Curse your blood, bring disaster on your sins—but what's the value at this point?"

The mouth on the left side laughed loudly, and Sauron's voice was full of sarcastic joy of revenge: "Pound is not Tudor after all, and Pound's successor is not Arista after all! They come from Him and inherit from Him." , continued his madness but did not have the ability of the blood emperor. He obviously dared to break in boldly and openly talked with the evil spirits, but he became a lawyer in accordance with the rules. Throw it away. What does this blood taste like? I haven't even tasted it!"

Einhorn laughed coldly, and Sauron's words continued: "If he doesn't declare his family, I can only feel that he has Tudor's blood. It's hot enough to be cruel, and it's not enough to be arrogant." Arbitrary, it's a pity that they came here because they couldn't find a way forward, came to the relics of their ancestors' glorious promotion, and roughly looked up at the glory thousands of years ago, but they could only look up! This is necessary."

The voices and thoughts of the three people were mixed together, and they let out a sharp neigh. The Red Evil Spirit clapped his hands happily and said with a smile:

"Tuduo, Pound, I can't help but laugh!"

"This bloodline has a shape. It is fire in the first mouth. When it passes through the throat, it doesn't feel so hot. When it falls into the stomach, it doesn't feel any more. Aftertaste, it just feels dull."

Edward listened with great interest to the three of them expressing their joy of finally being freed after being imprisoned for thousands of years, and listening to them enthusiastically praising Adam, Amon, Antigonus, Bethel Abraham, and Adam in a hunter-like speech. Eighteen generations of Lista Tudor's ancestors, the basement was full of joy.After a few minutes, their emotions calmed down. Medici brushed his hair and gave Edward a look:
"Where are you going now?"

"Aurora Society."

Medici was immediately happy, and the other two conquerors once again took death seriously.The basement without a door was just so wide open, and demons and evil spirits passed through the long corridor full of historical relics, walked out of the underground building, and came to the above-ground building along the brand-new concrete steps.

Amon, who was sitting on the sofa fiddling with a few pearls and sapphires, heard footsteps and immediately put away all his treasures.

When Medici, who was covered in black and red armor stained with blood, his cheeks and part of his skin were rotten and blackened, exposing his bones, emerged from the basement, Amon found that he didn't have any extra thoughts.

Instead, it was Medici who preempted and greeted Amon with malicious intent. A cluster of flames appeared out of thin air and rushed towards Amon's face and clothes.With a heat wave coming, Amon stole the flame and returned it to Medici.

After missing a single hit, the red angel withdrew the flame, and looked at Edward with some surprise: "I didn't expect you, a demon, to be quite capable. How did you manage to cooperate with this thing and the Lord at the same time? Or did he feel bored and steal it by himself?" Running? I don't think he is so easy to dismiss."

Edward did not answer directly: "This is not him, this is him."

"He?" Medici raised his eyebrows. He looked at Amon who made a face at him, and then left the mansion and returned to the carriage. Finally, he realized that the other party and the Amons in his memory seemed to have There is no small difference, and I smiled even more unexpectedly, "Interesting, this is really interesting!"

"how did you do it?"

"No comment."

They got into the carriage while they were talking, and Edward still occupied one side. The red angel looked left and right, smiled, and sat next to Amon, jostling with each other maliciously.Amon, who was still thinking about how to get along with Medici, was a little annoyed. For a while, flames and bugs flew together in the car, and theft and fraud were the same. From the outside, the windows disappeared from time to time and bright flames flashed, as if entering a fire scene or alchemy furnace.

After a few minutes, the carriage leisurely walked to the location where the stronghold of the Aurora Society was located.The shoulder armor was moved to the knees, and the wrist armor turned into a curtain. Medici jumped out of the carriage impatiently, and got lost for half a minute under the residual influence. After five or six circles around the carriage, both clothes and hair were burned Jiao's Amon gave a thumbs up and laughed loudly:

"You are very interesting! You can laugh, you can also keep a straight face, you can express anger, and you will be affected by my provocation. You are much more interesting than your body!"

Amon confronted him tit-for-tat: "I felt restless as soon as I came out. You are so energetic, you should be locked up for a few more thousand years."

"It's good, but the skill is too shallow. Little crow, if you want to retaliate in depth, you have to learn a lot from me."

Medici gave a few words of encouragement, then looked around carefully, looked at the ruins in front of him, and spread his hands innocently:
"You mean take me to the Aurora Club, right?"

"Which construction site is this?"

Edward didn't answer.His eyes looked back and forth at the ruins of the Aurora Order stronghold that was surrounded below, and after confirming that there were no Aurora Order members around except for the members of the Heart of Machinery, the Nighthawks and Red Gloves, the Punisher and the Archbishop of the Night, Only slightly hissed.

Medici folded his arms, stood beside him, stretched out his hand to grab Amon, who ignored him and didn't speak, and was easily dodged by the other party, and stole a tile under his foot and put it under the other foot .Medici, who casually possessed a hunter's collection, shook his body, smiling instead of angry, and was even more curious about this very different Amon clone.

"...Yes, the Aurora Society."

Edward said something to himself, and then suddenly realized something. He grabbed Medici and Amon one by one, and directly came to his house through the spiritual world.

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5 King Street, Jorwood.

Three figures suddenly appeared by the side of the road, but it was almost one o'clock in the morning, so there was no need to worry about being seen.

When Medici looked at the villa with great interest, Edward walked to the door and stretched out his hand to open the door.

I saw more than 100 people standing or sitting in the lobby on the first floor and the corridor on the second floor in the room, all turned their heads to look at Him.

The Angel of the Abyss slammed the door shut.Two seconds later, it opened again, and more than 100 people were still staring at him.

"It's not 'I'm going to your place'."

There was some anger in the devil's voice: "Is this the Aurora Society's relocation? I need an explanation."

The dark sage hurried up and explained with his ear:

"This evening, our stronghold was attacked by the Church of the Three Gods. We can hardly resist this sudden attack. The Lord instructed us to take refuge with you in order to save our lives."

Sanshen do it at this time?Could it be because I accidentally participated in the incident?But even if I didn't participate, this incident will definitely end up being blamed on foreign spies or domestic cults...

Edward was thinking, and suddenly thought of a very important thing: the stronghold of the Aurora Society was destroyed, and the three gods should more or less see the murals in their newly built church. There are some speculations about the situation, combined with some secret changes and low-key actions of the Aurora Society, it is easy to draw the conclusion that "the state of the real creator has improved".

...Hehe, in this way, the position of the tyrant will be somewhat difficult to estimate. I don't know what choice Hei Ye will make. Of course, it also depends on who sees the mural first... If I were a tyrant, I would be the first Time is destroyed, so that the people of the Evernight Church will not see it, and then they will secretly increase the attack on the Aurora Society. Anyway, there can be many kinds of blasphemous murals... It will be more interesting if the people of the Evernight Goddess see it first , There are only 18 years left, and "God" has no chance to be born if he is not born.This will probably be a good show, but as an enemy, I still hope that the relatively brainless and magnanimous tyrant will see it first.

However, the most important thing is that just because the members of the church see it does not mean that God has also seen it. Believers know nothing about some hidden history, and maybe they don’t know the tsunami that these murals may bring... Such ordinary things Reported to the Pope, how many details are left?

A gloating expression appeared on the demon's face.Then, feeling something in his heart, he looked towards a shadow in the corner of the second floor.

A child with an unclear face stood there and looked at him, then walked to the door of his study familiarly, and blended in.

TBC
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*Unified reply: Edward, who had a little budding feelings, was killed by decay shortly after Adele's death.The gentle gentlemen and old loves behind are all decayed and divided into a department to play in person.

*A passage that the author of this text is very satisfied with: The three evil spirits ridicule the descendants of Tudor.

(If you are all evil spirits, you can hold back some kind of crosstalk, and it would be great to come out to scare people and eat people and sharks.)
By the way, not displaying comments is the latest maintenance bug of the starting point. It lasted for about a week. I saw that it was eight or nine o'clock in the evening and readers took the first place. Deleted, don't post ten times in a row, and don't post in a row while changing, I really feel scalp numb when I see so many repetitions in the background...

　Hmm... Reader, after reading your comment, I think you may have some ideas, or some problems with your understanding of this article.

　　Thank you for your feedback. On the premise of not changing the plot and expressiveness, I will consider more carefully the content related to the Eastern District in the future.

　　But what exactly is the corporate-level understanding of Decay Cult of Capital, since this book only appears once?That's decay educating Richard with human ideas, which is teaching students according to their aptitude, not what he advocates.Richard had a sprout of thought, and he had the possibility of taking this path, so Decay used these sociology and social ideology-related works as teaching materials to educate him.Did you see that when he educated Amon, he used things that these mythical creatures didn't need to understand at all?

　　Frankly speaking, the old civilization is just one of the many records of civilization that He has collected. Compared with the current world, it seems to be okay. It is not even a liking, let alone adoration.

　　And the correctness of Edward's actions.This... Judging from the text, Lao Ai killed a lot of guilty people, but the logic is like this, the heinous crime = damn, Lao Ai killed them ≠ the implementation of justice (it is impossible to eat people at will without following the law. ), it’s just that the lesser evil is swallowed by the greater evil.I have never emphasized correctness, it just looks like justice because of the guilty people who died these few times.

　　At this time, we should silently recite "The massacre of the old love killed 150 million people", "Tingen died more than 4000 people", "Dunn died too", "There are still many innocent victims that I don't know about" to regain my sobriety.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)