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

Chapter 196

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— no revelation.

No revelation can be interpreted as many different answers, such as the simplest one, His Royal Highness the equal and holy "Angel of Destiny" refuses to respond to you, He hates you.The wings of doom come quietly, and no matter what you do next, you may die suddenly on the spot due to cardiac arrest.

But obviously Steve didn't feel that he was hated by fate, and it was impossible for the angel to die of cardiac arrest, which led to another answer - "Angel of Destiny" ignored your prayer.It means that what is happening now is "not yet" in the eyes of Ouroreus, who has insight into the flow of fate, and now is not the time to get guidance.Take back your prayers and wait with peace of mind, maybe someday in the future you will get an answer.

Compared with the third answer "His Royal Highness Ouroreus has no strength to respond now", the second answer is the most likely.

The "King of Angels" and "Mercury Snake" will carefully select the family to be restarted each time, choose the mystical connection they need, choose the interpersonal relationship hidden in the family and the possible impact on the change of fate, in the process of restarting Spirituality and strength will not decay by half.Throughout the history of prayer over thousands of years, the second answer is also the one that comes up most often.

During the thousands of years of working together, the angel of the word has been able to grasp the meaning of every move of the reticent angel of destiny.

Steve didn't know the real reason for the restart of Ulorius this time, so he pondered the holy will for a while, and felt that he had grasped the joints, and then he was relieved again.

"Fate chose to be silent. It seems that it is still early, and it is not yet time for revelation." He opened his mouth naturally, turned to the silent Colin Iliad, and asked, "My compatriots, do you know that the sacred When did the child come to the City of Silver?"

Facing the angel's words of closer relationship, Colin was not qualified to refute, but he did not respond either:

"More than 120 cycles ago, even his parents may not know the exact date."

"How is the situation now?"

Colin hesitated for a moment: "I will be born within thirty cycles."

More than 120 cycles, that is, more than four months...According to the previous restart habits of the "Angel of Destiny", they will often wait until the eighth month of human gestation before being born and leaving their relatives.But this time, why did the City of Silver say that the child "is about to be born" just after halfway through?Steve frowned, but it wasn't obvious on his already wrinkled face.He finally realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the restart this time. Ouroreus seemed to be anxious to be born, shortening the development time by half, which was almost never before.

Perhaps this has something to do with the master's plan... Steve secretly decided to report this abnormal situation to the master.

"So it turns out that I was too hasty."

He smiled like an elder: "Obviously, His Royal Highness 'Angel of Destiny' is attached to the City of Silver and wants to stay a little longer."

"Since this is the case, I will wait outside the City of Silver, right here. If the City of Silver needs knowledge or information, I am also willing to communicate."

"In your city-state there is a young man with the path of 'Secret Prayer', and your life has already passed the climax. Time and the Lord will test your piety. If your faith is indestructible, I will show her how to go one step further. way."

After saying this, Steve didn't speak anymore, and didn't look at Colin anymore.He turned and knelt down to pray silently under the light of the bright lantern that acted as the sun, like an old and skinny missionary.

Colin stared at the other party's calm side face, a little surprised - he couldn't believe that this strong man suspected of being an angel actually lived outside the Silver City, and chose to wait for the "Angel of Destiny" to be born naturally instead of forcing the other party take away.Fortunately, the other party did not come with malicious intentions and did nothing other than ask questions, and the conversation seemed to be all over so far.

The torch was still burning quietly, and Colin slowly stepped back towards Steve, watching the two-meter-square light get farther and farther away, and finally turned into a golden light spot the size of a thumbnail.

Backing back to the thick gate of the City of Silver, Colin still didn't turn around hastily, and was still alert to possible dangers or monsters.Holding the torch in his left hand and clenched his fist in his right hand, he quickly knocked out the secret signal agreed before leaving the city on the stone city gate behind him.

Four shorts, two longs and three shorts, two seconds later, the city gate opened a crack allowing one person to pass through.

Colin immediately dodged into it, and the thick door closed immediately.

As soon as he entered the door, the twilight of the morning sun immediately enveloped him. Waiter Silmon held up the "Crown of Glory" and asked solemnly:
"your name?"

"Colin Iliad."

Questions and responses are methodical.

Within the effective range of the "Crown of Glory", evil will be shattered by the sword light, and lies will be identified by the wearer. This is also the method of confirmation discussed by the elders at the beginning.Of course, after the simple elder meeting, the chief will also be sent to the bottom of the round tower.The elders will take turns to watch over him, and hold a meeting immediately through a transparent barrier to exchange information about today's visitor with him.

The shadow in the corner of the light squirmed up and turned into the "Black Knight" Elder Lovia. She and Werther Silmon exchanged a glance, temporarily stopped sending spirituality to the "Crown of Glory", and separated from the left to the right. Colin was caught in the middle.

"When you returned with the torch, the elders were already waiting." Lovia said, "Please go to the round tower to start the meeting."

The chief nodded calmly, and then said:
"Did Carlotta Scalder behave in any way during my absence?"

It was Mrs Scold's name.

"Chief, when you went out, Mrs. Scold was preparing dinner at home." Lovia replied, "After she prepared dinner for her husband, she sewed clothes for the unborn child for a while, and then she felt tired and fell asleep. down."

Colin nodded, stopped talking, and followed the two elders to the round tower.

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Klein walked into the bathroom aggressively, holding the dice that always brought bad luck to fat pharmacists.

The ceremony, Origin Castle, was completed in one go, and returning to one's own home field was tough.Klein put the dice on the table, the probability dice rolled twice, and finally succumbed to the unfathomable gray mist, with four points up, and stayed peacefully on the long bronze table of Origin Castle. The arrogant appearance of constantly attracting all kinds of deadly disasters, large and small, on the ship.

At this time, it was 10:40 on Friday, and there were still about 8 hours before the passenger ship arrived at Oravi Island.

Seeing the "Dice of Probability" quiet down again, Klein silently counted the time:
"It should be able to last until it is handed over to Darkwill's connector, and there is no need to do anything else."

Thinking of this, Klein worriedly considered another question:
"When I arrive on a strange island, I need to take out the 'All Black Eye' just in case. But the 'All Black Eye' has appeared in front of the 'True Creator', and there is also His spiritual pollution. Take it out once in a few hours, maybe it will be locked by him."

The 7000 pounds used to purchase the "Fire Gloves" have been delivered to Emlyn, and the remaining 500 pounds of agency fees can be paid after they are received.

Klein has already started thinking about collecting auxiliary materials for "Master Puppet" and dealing with the mental pollution of the main materials.

"However, it's only a minute or two each time, so it shouldn't be a big problem. Even if they are aware of it, their sensing of the position will not be too accurate. Hey, it involves the 'true creator', so it can't be determined by divination. You can only increase your vigilance. Well, this is the last time recently, and we will reach the destination in only seven or eight hours... Why should I set up a flag for myself, bah bah bah, I didn't think about anything just now."

At this moment, a crimson illusory star suddenly shone brightly, and Klein raised his head as usual.At first he thought it was "Emlyn" the "Moon" who informed the progress of the purchase through prayers, but just as he was about to say a few words of praise for his quick action, he saw a simple house in the blurred light and shadow of the crimson stars, with only tables, cabinets and A bed, so simple that it reminded him of "Humble Room Inscription".

"It turned out to be 'The Sun'? What did he want from me..."

Klein curiously reached out to touch the crimson star, and the picture of Derrick praying under the candlelight came into view, and the voice came to his ears:

"Dear Mister Fool, the City of Silver welcomes its first guest..."

"He is unknown, but claims to be from a ruined city-state."

"I don't know the purpose of his visit to the City of Silver, but I think it may be related to the 'Angel of Destiny'. This may be the good luck and turning point he gave to the City of Silver."

This... If I remember correctly, the Land Abandoned by the Gods should be a dangerous place where even demigods have to move carefully. The monsters lurking in the darkness are so powerful that they cannot be imagined.To be able to come to the City of Silver smoothly, this guest is also very powerful...

Klein watched this matter with a disillusioned mentality. Taking the opportunity of Ouroreus' arrival in the City of Silver, it seemed that many things began to run towards a higher level, which gradually exceeded his imagination.

In the end, he could only respond calmly:

"It's a good thing."

He knew that "The Sun" would be happy for a long time because of his ambiguous words, but apart from such foolish words, Klein really didn't know what to say.

After reading the prayers, I took a look at the prayers offered by the followers of Sea God, just like cleaning up unread messages.After cleaning up a wave of news, Klein realized that he had been in the bathroom for a long time, so he picked up the "Dice of Probability" and left Origin Castle to return to the living room.The fat pharmacist was slumped on the easy chair listlessly, while Harry the owl was in good spirits and seemed to need no rest.

Is this the different special effects obtained by different creatures after taking the same potion?At least Miss Justice didn't say she didn't need to sleep... The uniqueness of the owl's physical structure?Hey, I don't know enough about it. He really knows a little about everything... Klein sits on the sofa, puts the milky white dice into the ring box, and waits patiently for the evening to come. Inbound.

Time passed by, and the bright sun at high altitude gradually moved westward, getting lower and lower.

At this moment, Klein suddenly straightened his body with his eyes closed, feeling that a strong danger was coming!
This surpassed the spiritual intuition of the "Seer" and the danger premonition of the "Joker", as if it originated from the invisible gray fog that rippled strangely around him.

"There are enemies! A strong man from the 'Aurora Society', no, a saint?" Klein opened his eyes, thinking about countermeasures with an unusually serious expression.

If this is the aggregation of Extraordinary characteristics and was pulled by "All Black Eyes", then it's too fast!

At this time, if there is a slight mistake, he has to consider the matter of resurrection from the dead.

As for the fat pharmacist Darkwill and the owl Harry, there is absolutely no chance of them being spared!
At first, he hoped that the visitor could only vaguely sense it, and could only determine a large area, so he might not be able to find himself or the "Dice of Probability". It is difficult to lock, and the trouble will be even greater at that time, so I have to give up decisively.

Above the passenger ship, the void suddenly tore apart, revealing an invisible door full of various complex symbols.

Two slightly pale hands stretched out from the crack in the door, and pulled back abruptly, allowing the whole body to walk out.

He was wearing a black soft hat and a classic dark robe that old people loved, but he looked less than forty. His brown hair was slightly curled, giving him an unusually hard look.

There seemed to be countless phantoms lingering in his dark eyes, and it seemed that there were chaotic worlds hidden one after another.

Klein's sense of danger became stronger and stronger, and just the change in expression scared Darkwill and Harry the owl into refusing to move.

He no longer hesitated, leaned forward and picked up the "Dice of Probability" based on the plans he had made for similar situations in the past few days.

"To judge the behavior of the malicious person who just arrived, I want 1 point!" Klein whispered, threw the milky white dice, and subconsciously prayed to the goddess in his heart, hoping that the dice that had just been intimidated for a long time would be obedient , can play a role.

At the same time, he acted extremely calm, lest the dice sense his tension and take the opportunity to make trouble.

Amidst the crackling sound of collisions, the "Dice of Probability" rolled a few times, and fixed at 1 o'clock, which was as bright red as blood.

In the sky above the passenger ship, the eyes of the black-robed man in his forties reflected the entire ship.

He spread his spirituality, glanced around, reached out and grabbed the void in front of him, and suddenly opened a nearly invisible door.

The strong man stepped inside and disappeared in place.

Klein in the first-class cabin suddenly felt that the danger was gone, and he breathed a sigh of relief uncontrollably.

He stared at the "Dice of Probability" on the coffee table, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "If this dice doesn't have such a big negative effect, it can be fully utilized, it is simply a magic weapon!"

"It is worthy of being a '0' level sealed item, and it is worthy of being the uniqueness of the 'monster' path..."

"Just now, what happened just now?" The fat pharmacist Darkwill finally regained his courage and asked cautiously.

Klein kept his posture unchanged, and calmly responded:
"you do not need to know."

"I understand, I understand, the more you know, the more dangerous you are." Darkwill wiped the cold sweat off his head.

In the next few hours, no accidents happened. When the sun fell below the sea level and the sky was completely dark, Klein finally saw a towering lighthouse not far away.

……

The "Saint of Secrets" Botis kept opening the door, passed through the spirit world, crossed the entire ocean in a short time, and finally opened the door outside a noble manor.

The wrought iron gate opened slowly and automatically, and Botis bowed towards the gate, but did not choose to continue to open the gate, but walked in step by step.

A figure quietly appeared beside him, as if growing out of the ground or from the shadow of Botis.The figure was wearing Backlund's new style of men's jacket that is now popular, and his young face was pale and handsome.

"Long time no see." The Dark Saint said succinctly.

"Greetings to the Lord." The corners of both sides of Botis' mouth raised upwards, pulling out a stiff smile.

"How is the business doing?"

"Praise the Lord, I have developed a pretty good gemstone vein." Botis said, "The mining is going on smoothly, and I will dedicate the best and largest gemstones to the Lord."

The Dark Saint nodded slightly: "Your devotion shines far brighter than gems."

"On the way here, when I passed the sea, I felt the breath of the Lord." Botis said as he walked, "but when I wanted to look for it, that breath disappeared. Compared to looking for that breath, I think it is more important to attend Mass this month."

"Sacred objects contaminated with the breath of the Lord are rare, and you should have looked carefully at that time." Kesma felt a little regretful, but the regret passed away in a flash, "But your choice is undoubtedly correct...you It is impossible to imagine how shocking the Holy Communion is today."

"I look forward to it."

"Are you still paying attention to the Abraham family?"

"They?" Botis laughed mockingly, and madness flickered in the cloudy eyes, "They are still barely getting by. The curse of the bloodline cannot be eradicated, and the Abraham family is doomed to decline in the dream of glory. … …I regret it a little now, when I lost my teacher’s life because of the nostalgia, it might be better to be burned to death in that fire than to cling to the glory to continue the bloodline and linger on.”

"Abraham's survival doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't hinder you and me."

"Hinder..." Botis looked into the distance and said calmly, "How unfortunate it must be to be a demigod who was born in the Abraham family."

While the saints were walking and talking in the garden, in the hidden room at the top of the manor, the real Creator stood by the French windows, thinking about the news contained in Steve's prayer a few minutes ago.

"Ouroreus shortened the development time by half..."

The True Creator let out a brief sigh, and once again remembered the Outer God and His curse in his heart.

"I don't know anything about His ways and authority. How will 'decay' manifest? The decay of the body and soul should be just a marginal ability not worth mentioning. So what is His specific sequence, way and authority? What's it like?"

"That was originally a curse against a true god—Ulorius, is it the other side of the curse on me, or a completely different one? I don't know anything, I don't know anything."

"Although I don't know now, I also hope that there will be no day when I see it with my own eyes."

"It's like walking on thin ice..."

The strife of the seven gods and the prying of the outer gods make the real creator one head and two big, and they have to constantly speculate and plan every day.It doesn't matter if the chips in hand are pitifully small, or a few steps behind the other gods, but no matter what, you can't just sit and do nothing.

As long as there is still room for struggle, we must strive to take two steps on the road to regaining authority.

When it comes to layout and planning, the True Creator suddenly thought of another thing.

"The fact that Klein Moretti can be resurrected proves that he has the qualifications to become a 'Master of Miracles', and it also matches the fate of the representative of Origin Castle."

"However, the premise is that he can successfully complete the ritual of the 'ancient scholar' who has been isolated from the world for 300 years, and live long enough to become a master of miracles."

In his various vague memory fragments, he vaguely remembers that the "Seer" pathway needs to interact with the outside world in high-sequence, and even establishes a secret puppet city and kills a demigod under the witness of enough audiences. class requirements.

"He can……"

"...do you need an anchor?"

The true creator thought of the north and south continents that were completely divided by the beliefs of the gods, and thought of Steve's report. He stared at the sun that was about to set in the distance, and fell into deep thought for a while.

TBC
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Klein: Don't come here!I don't want to be your favored person!

Shinzao: Hmph, want to escape?
(End of this chapter)