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

Chapter 207 Invasion
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"He's in a hurry."

Edward returned to the bench and turned his head to look in the direction of the Governor's Mansion.He was still holding a piece of newspaper in his hand, with a few messy lines drawn on it, and there were even traces of himself playing backgammon with himself.

"It's going to be day or night, and the mutiny is about to happen."

He shook his head: "It is said that within this month, it will be completed the next day after coming. There is really no need to come to this city."

Sowing discord, playing with people's hearts, and inducing malice, although it sounds more like what "provocateurs" and "instigators" should do, is actually the specialty of demons.

He did this in the North Continent and in the South Continent. He was hunted down by the church for hundreds of years after doing it a few times in the North Continent. Fortunately, the South Continent was full of pagans in the tens of 100 years when the new sea route was just opened. The Orthodox Church finally ignored him.

"Actually, demons or hunters should have a sequence called 'Instigator'." Edward thought with a mentality of adding bricks and tiles to professional courses, "otherwise some inferior extraordinary people rely on potions to improve their intelligence, and they are not good at potions and pathways." it is good."

There was nothing to pass the time in this city, and the newspaper in his hand was bought from a trip to another city.

Edward was bored, so he had to concentrate on waiting for the task to be completed by himself.

This waited for a long, long time, and towards the afternoon, there was a sound of light footsteps, as if a small wooden object was colliding quickly on the ground.

Edward tilted his head and glanced at the side and rear, only to see a small wooden man running from a distance with a small backpack tied behind his back.

It first hid behind the gas lamppost in the distance, and after a person on the road passed by, it crawled into the shadow under the bench with hands and feet, and finally climbed onto the seat along the legs of the bench, and sat there. .

"Where are your clothes?" Edward asked casually.

The little wooden man untied his backpack, took out a small piece of paper and a pencil from it, held the brush in both hands and wrote down:
"Take a nap in your room."

"Just don't get caught," Edward said again. "Is there a new demigod here?"

The little wooden man took out another eraser, erased the handwriting just now, and quickly wrote: "He is a general. He seems to be very famous, but he will leave after a few days."

"Don't leave when you come, or it will appear that I have not treated you well." Edward pronounced the death sentence on Amyrius indifferently, "What have you gained during this time?"

The little wooden man thought for a while holding a pencil that was about the same height as it, and then wrote a long paragraph:
"I've got all the soldiers under control now. My friend Alfred likes to write letters to his sister. The old governor made millions of pounds through the human trade and is now going back home. Some time ago someone came to assassinate him, but Without success, he wanted to escape tonight. General Negan prefers green tea to coffee, and the last living person in the Orthodox Church was also killed by the Spiritual Sect last night."

"Sure enough, the churches here have been pulled the alarm line. It's no wonder who insisted that the Lingjiao group didn't want to negotiate."

Edward quickly forgot in his mind the general from the Southern Continent that he had spoken to before, and the little people who couldn't survive today would only take up memory in his mind: "Then have you contacted the Spiritual Sect? "

It took the little wooden man 30 seconds to erase the words just now, and the small piece of paper was already crumpled.

"No." It wrote, "Martial law in the military area, no chance. I tried to negotiate with the Lingjiao group, and they seem to want to arrest me more."

Edward nodded: "Then do you know what you are going to do today?"

"Participate in the chaos?"

"Almost." Edward thought for a while, but found that he had quickly deleted the information of several important characters here, so he could only say, "Are you a subordinate of the new one? The old one started to fight, you try to scold him in the ear of the new one, it’s better to make him angry on the spot, and then both of them die.”

The little wooden man shook his head up and down greatly, and wrote a sentence:

"Civil strife in the colony, sudden deaths of officers, and the formal entry of the Spiritual Cult Corps, how pleasing to the ears!"

"That's right." Edward approved, "Go back and prepare."

……

During the day, Klein changed his clothes under the service of Cynthia, enjoyed a hearty breakfast, and then took a carriage and entered the Olavi Naval Base surrounded by the general's guards.

In the morning, accompanied by brigadier generals and colonels, he inspected the status of ships, ammunition stocks, visited the newly built training ground, rolls of paper for one pound and the bathhouse that had been repaired [-] times in the past year.

After having lunch in the naval cafeteria, Klein summoned officers above major and above to listen to the report according to the plan in the schedule.

At the end, Klein flipped forward a few pages in the black leather notebook, read the revised report drafted by Mr. Secretary in the tone of a nobleman of Loen, and added some words according to the actual situation and Amyrius' word habits. "Connective words" and "mouth-crazy words", for example, "there are a few more points below", "let me say a few more points".

It was already evening when the meeting ended. Accompanied by Secretary Lu Er'an, Klein left the Olavi base and went to the residence of a naval agent to attend a dinner party.

During the dinner, they chatted about the price fluctuations of the port supplies, and Klein imitated Admiral Amyrius, telling an outdated Backlund joke from time to time, which attracted enthusiastic responses from everyone, who praised the admiral for being so humorous.

After successfully performing until the end of the banquet, Klein boarded the carriage, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

"You have to pay attention to your speech and behavior every minute and every second. Acting in real life is more tiring than fighting a pirate general..." Klein breathed out silently, and half-closed his eyes calmly.

He knows that the most difficult stage of today has not passed yet!

Then we have to deal with Cynthia!

Night falls.

In the villa, Cynthia knew that Admiral Amyrius was about to return from the waiter who went out to inquire.
She quietly returned to the bedroom, took off the small pendant that looked like a black rhinoceros horn, scraped off some powder with a metal blade, and melted it into the hot water in the white-glazed porcelain teacup.

After silently reciting the honorable name of "Tree of Desire" seven times, and waiting for a few tens of seconds, she picked up the teacup full of hope, and drank it with a gulp.

She is full of expectations to do something. Both the family and her parents hope that she can be pregnant with the blood of the general, and it is best to give birth to a child, so that her family can get more shares of Zhongsuniya Company.

However, Miss Cynthia's wish came true again. Klein used the power of the "Faceless Man" to squeeze out many wriggling granulation buds on his arms, and rejected her on the grounds that he was in a bad state today and needed peace of mind.

She returned to the bedroom in a daze and worry, and had nothing to think about but lay down and rested.

Vaguely, she felt a little fever in her stomach and body, and she seemed to see a dark night sky dotted with bright stars in her dream.

One of them seemed to feel her gaze, and it shone brighter.

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Edward, who was sleeping directly on the bench with a newspaper covering his face, woke up suddenly.

He took the newspaper off his face and looked at the night sky suspiciously. After a while, he got sleepy and yawned.

"...Who? Who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night to pray to the outer gods?" Edward yawned and knocked out tears. He squinted his eyes and took out his glasses from his pocket. After staring at the sky for a while, he looked into the distance again. Red Moon.

He didn't notice the faint prayer, but the returning power from a high-level existence outside the barrier woke him up.He is already very familiar with this way of smuggling. After all, when other Outer Gods were still trying to stuff small notes into the earth through the loopholes in the barrier, He had already bravely ran in through the crack of the door up.

After running in, he directly hung an alarm on the crack of the door, and raised 12 vigilance to all the channels that can communicate with Xingkong, so as to prevent others of the same kind from sneaking in to grab food.

However, these channels are not needed most of the time, after all, the Kingdom of the Seven Gods also blocks these door cracks.

"It's not wrong, it must be the Mother Tree of Desire just now, the spirituality of the Fallen Mother God is not like this."

"The personality of prayer is not high, but it was answered very accurately..."

He felt a little bit of fun: "Could it be that because I was planning to punch Si'a, the mother tree wanted to find another favored one? Is Siah's strength going one step higher to defend against me?"

"Since you want to cause me trouble, you should also know that I will fight back."

His voice suddenly cooled down, becoming gloomy, solemn, and emotionless.

He cut his wrist open, and a few drops of blood fell on the ground, without permeating down immediately, several blood beads gathered together in the middle strangely, and then fused together.

"The region where the source of answered prayers is located."

With the person of the true God and the blood of the angels as the medium, it is still a bit reluctant to divination who the Mother Tree of Desire has blessed.If you want to find that person accurately, at least you have to temporarily wake up Xingkong from his slumber, open your eyes, share your personality, and participate in this divination.

But then the movement will become a little louder, and it will definitely leave traces.And I want to make Aldera's destruction look completely natural, seamless, without any influence of high-level spiritual power.

Therefore, He very skillfully starts from the very low-level praying person, and searches for the location of the source.

The few drops of blood on the ground surged and twisted, sometimes scattered, sometimes gathered, and finally turned into a scattered jigsaw puzzle.

The Outer God took out the map and carefully identified the features and distances of these figures. After comparison, it was found that this was a map of a small colonial island named Oravi Island in the east of the Rorsted Islands.

The prayer just now came from this archipelago.

He recorded the approximate location, his body gradually disappeared, and hid in his own kingdom of God. His blood evaporated from the ground without leaving any trace of mysticism.

His figure appeared in a desolate and uninhabited ruins Jedi, closed his eyes, recited his honored name silently, let go of the spirituality restricted by the container, and eliminated his own body.Then let it rise, rise, beyond the chaotic abstraction of the sky, to the edge of the already leaky barrier.

Then stretch out the shapeless "hand" to touch the end of the cluster of senses extending from the body.

His consciousness temporarily established a connection with the main body, and the body in the kingdom of God was removed from the line, becoming a quiet puppet.

The vast ocean of thought welcomed the return of this one river, and the longing and joy of reuniting overshadowed all emotions.The huge mythical creature entrenched on the icy sun slowly recovered from its deathlike slumber. Its ferocious limbs moved undetectably, growing like a huge and incomparable network, and the fluttering branches swayed slightly.

The main body has not fully recovered, only the huge crooked eyes on the body opened, turned, stared at the direction of the earth, and confirmed the coordinates that appeared in the mind just now.

The branches and tentacles swaying disorderly in dormancy have captured countless meteorites and asteroids, and one meteorite was released quietly.The cyan spiritual brilliance flowed on the surface of the meteorite, and it quietly and quietly escaped from control and flew towards the direction of the earth.

After all this is done, the connection drops and the spirit goes dormant again, or never fully wakes up.

In a few seconds, the consciousness returned to the container on the earth, and the meteorite was advancing in the cold and dark universe with the curse of decay and death. The speed was getting faster and faster, and it turned into a meteor and kept approaching.

In the desolate Kingdom of God, Edward shook his lowered head suddenly, and then raised it immediately, like a student who woke up from sleep in class.He looked around, and the image of the Kingdom of God began to change, turning into a blood-red sky, a black earth, and a world full of bones and mist.

"Very well, I will probably be able to surprise the Mother Tree of Desire tomorrow."

Edward looked at the sky in the distance, chuckled and returned to the real world.

As soon as he came back, he immediately heard a lot of messy sounds. Edward was sitting on a bench. In front of him were soldiers fighting, behind him were fleeing people, and in the distance there were stiff bodies. wait and see.

Edward watched for a while, and a soldier running past him with a gun suddenly turned his head and gestured "OK" to him.

In the past few hours, one of the spiritual brilliance in the Governor's Mansion has disappeared. Combined with the sound of the waves that seem to be close to the ears, the branch lightning in the sky and the laws in the city, it seems that there should be one alive.

"It's more impatient than I thought, but it's not surprising, after all, I'm here."

Even a little bit of ordinary disgust may be magnified to the level of bloody hatred in an instant.

"... Well done, it seems that I just need to watch."

The gunshots became more and more chaotic. The soldiers had forgotten that they belonged to the same country or even an army. They only remembered hatred and anger. They fought desperately like enemies, trying to use guns, knives, fists and Teeth kill each other.More and more people died, and it didn't take long for the corpses that fell on the ground to open their eyes again, a piece of dead ashes, staring numbly at the living humans who were still fighting.

Regardless of whether they were civilians, beggars, slaves or soldiers in life, they will look at the world of the living with the same eyes after death.

The light of the gas street lamp was disturbed, flickering on and off, and the light was getting darker and darker.At the junction of light and darkness, shadows of different shapes waited for an opportunity to fall into the corpses on the ground, but the soldiers who were fighting were unaware.

The Lingjiao group took the opportunity to cross the line of defense.

When the last man on the block had also fallen, the gas lights were completely extinguished.

Under the bloody moonlight, the incomplete people stood up one after another and walked towards the city center.

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In the Governor's Mansion, General Negan's body lay in the corner of the corridor, his eyes widened, his expression ferocious, and his Extraordinary characteristics had already been revealed.

An unremarkable servant came bouncing over. Looking at the Extraordinary feature, he was envious for a long time, but he still held back and didn't reach out to take it.

He put the knife in his pocket, wiped the blood off his face with a handkerchief, and paid attention to the movement around him.

The first four floors were very quiet. He walked up to the fifth floor and pushed open a door. A somewhat fat man hid in the shadow of the room. When he saw the door opened, he squirmed towards the corner of the room in horror.

The servant asked, "Who are you?"

Hearing these words, the people hiding inside mustered up the courage to poke their heads out to have a look. Seeing that it was a servant, they became bolder immediately.

"I'm the former governor!" The fat Mr. Thomas shouted loudly, using his volume to reduce the fear in his heart. He squirmed out quickly, and he didn't get stuck in the narrow gap of the furniture along the way. "Do you know the safe way? Take me quickly." I am going out!"

"The former governor?" The servant tilted his head and thought for a while, took out a small knife from his pocket, and walked over.

The former Governor's expression suddenly became ugly, and he quickly backed away, knocking down the furniture repeatedly.

After a while, there was a scream that was blocked in the throat, and the servant came out and closed the door, with blood on his hands and body.

After finally cleaning up here, the servant bounced downstairs again, walked to the periphery of the garden, and then hid by the wall and did not move.The native general killed people suddenly, and now there is no one alive in the governor's mansion, and those who still have combat effectiveness went to escort the governor to escape.

The thunder and lightning and sea waves in the garden kept appearing, and they canceled each other out under one law after another. He watched the two demigods who were confronting each other without blinking, like an extraordinary monitor.

A corpse quietly appeared beside the servant. He stared at the servant with ashen eyes, and then turned his gaze to the two demigods.

TBC
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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!

Trying to add more during the Mid-Autumn Festival... If it didn't come out at 06:30, I failed.

(End of this chapter)