Chapter 311 Preparing to jump into the sea

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beyond Earth.

In the prison built by storm and darkness, the traveler who wandered forever in the gap between the planet and the starry sky raised his head.

The red moonlight flowed on him like blood, and his spirit was sometimes in a trance and sometimes sober. He occasionally turned his head to look into the distance while he was wandering, as if his eyes could penetrate the bottomless darkness of nothingness and see the blue sky. colored planet.

After walking like this for an unknown period of time, the darkness quietly became a little thinner, and the traveler looked into the distance with awareness.

'Don't want to take another look? '

'Don't want to go back? '

'Your children also miss you very much, they never gave up looking for traces of their ancestors. '

'My poor child, who has been away from his hometown for thousands of years, do you still remember what his hometown looks like? '

He struggled to ignore the kind and gentle words of the gentle mother in his ears, and struggled to restrain the desire to break free from the shackles and take a look at his hometown for a moment, turned his head, took steps, and once again moved forward in the boundless loneliness and dead silence.

The struggle with the ego is long and painful, but fortunately the millennium has passed, and only the last 18 years are left, and the struggle will surely bear fruit.

I don't know how long he walked, but his obsessive and muddled spirit gradually became sober.When he came back to his senses, the red moonlight had quietly receded, and the silver light fell on his shoulders and hands like hoarfrost.

Bethel Abraham looked at his hand, and reached out to shake it in doubt, trying to catch the silvery-white light.

An ancient fragment popped out of his few memories—when he was not a mythical creature, an elder would tell a story from the legendary Age of Glory. In the story, the ancient sun god Trying to make the moon change color.

"God said: Moonlight should be as pure as silver."

"And the kingdom of heaven was silent because of this, and the angels looked at each other, wondering if there was any other meaning in it."

"This may be a proverb, an allusion, a metaphor for the whimsy of the gods, and the power to change the sky... The gods have the power to change everything, but remember, don't believe in the kindness of the gods, just believe in their power ..."

In the fragmented memory, the chatter of the elders was picked up from the ashes of the past, and Bethel was also at this moment as puzzled as the ancient angels in mythology, and was curious about the silver crescent moon .It is known that the fallen goddess is a natural mythical creature, it is impossible to reduce the influence on oneself for no reason, it is impossible to stop bewitching and controlling her, and there is no need to suddenly exert an influence on the moon to make her wake up, not to mention that she is not The ancient sun god, what color does the moon have to do with him?
In short, the fallen goddess will never care about the original color of the moon, nor will it change the color because of a word from the ancient sun god, and will not try to scare herself with the changed color. The fallen goddess may not know the ancient sun at all. This proverb of God.

Bethel thus became more convinced that something had happened on Earth that affected the activities of the Fallen Mother Goddess.

He fell into a brief silence. After a while, Bethel hesitated to look in the direction of his hometown, and the stacked starlight gates shone in the depths of his pupils.

Countless doors opened in his vision, covered with silvery moonlight, the traveler's eyes pierced through time and dark storms, staring at the blue planet from a distance.

After a few breaths, the red light struck, he closed his eyes, and once again fell into the abyss of self-struggle.

……

As soon as the precious 30 seconds passed, the Decaying King immediately stopped affecting the uniqueness of "Moon".

The red light at the edge of the moonlight immediately faded to the center, turning the silver moonlight into crimson like gauze mist again.

"Your idea surprised me, but it was within my guess."

The Outer God suppressed and sealed the uniqueness, trying not to let the source of negative power continue to expand its influence on the outside world, and then said to the real creator: "After seeing that I have obtained the moon, the first reaction is not to let me use the moon to affect Fusac. The army's attack is not to use me to say nonsense to the gods... Ah, I prefer the little unique emotions of you nostalgic remnants."

Actually just want to see the bright moon in the past.

It's not bad if it's just this level of human nature, but it's a pity that the unwillingness to give up human nature will always become obsession in the end, even if it was just a simple little wish at the beginning, after time and self-change Possibly distorted beyond recognition.

Even without divinity, life becomes distorted by itself.

It is not a bad thing to pursue the shadow of the past, but life will always forget that there is a future because of being too attached to the past.

"Your reactions will always give me a feeling that that period of history hasn't died yet." Outer God smiled with Edward Vaughn's face at all, "But it is indeed dead, and it can be destroyed by us. The inclusion is the proof of its death."

Although it is very objective and does not have any other meaning, this sentence itself does not give the old survivors a good feeling.However, the true Creator will not be angry because of a fact that he has known for a long time. He asked calmly and calmly:
"You also talk like that in the starry sky?"

"No one talks to me in the starry sky. We roam, fight, and do what we want to do. Sometimes we can fight several times a day, and sometimes we can't meet a compatriot for hundreds or thousands of years."

The Declining King recalled for a few seconds: "After coming to Earth, I vaguely remember someone asking the other me for the way, but I don't remember who it was."

Ask the way to the starry you?The expression of the real Creator was a little horrified, and he immediately thought of countless possible demigods of the Abraham family.

"The goddess of the night has held the red moon for so long, and now I touch it, the fallen goddess will not immediately anger me, probably."

"perhaps."

"I am not familiar with the Mother God." The Outer God said, "If we are familiar, I will become her child."

"Her? You refer to the Mother Goddess as 'she'?"

"I will throw away the uniqueness at the right time. I don't need it. Keeping it will only increase my unnecessary hunger and disgust of the mother god." Outer God held the glowing red sphere in his hand, thinking for a while After a moment, "Oh, the Mother Goddess likes to be called 'She'."

"Strictly speaking, the Mother Goddess is not called 'she' as she likes to be called, but—because she is a feminine symbol, all the exclusive pronouns used to describe feminine life in all civilizations belong to her of course. 'She' is no exception."

The eyebrows of the True Creator moved, feeling a little fresh.This is a completely new perspective that is not within the scope of the "omniscient" of the past self, but it must also be included in the "omniscient" of God.

My past self didn't know much about those dangerous starry sky.

"Where Mother God's gaze and spirituality can affect, never think about or mention mothers, daughters, and all female immediate elders, and don't call yourself children or descendants. These titles will attract the attention of Mother God, and then Change your perception of the Mother Goddess."

The True Creator patiently listened to these starry sky information, and asked curiously:
"Is the Mother God more than 'mother'?"

"No, it may be difficult for you to understand the state of the Mother Goddess." After thinking for a while, the Declined King replied in more detail, "The Mother Goddess has the states of 'daughter' and 'mother', and she is constantly switching between the two. The most powerful mothers give birth to daughters, the best daughters become mothers, and the versions of the Mother Goddess herself are never-ending. She is the most beautiful, powerful, and beautiful feminine.”

The witch is also a feminine symbol, but it is different from the feminine symbol of life such as the mother goddess.

The Witch and the Hunter lead to "destruction of natural disasters, the root disaster", and their authority does not lie in becoming female or male, but in the interpretation of "disaster". The forced change of gender is probably just a way to distinguish between these two disasters.

Just as the witch is a feminine disaster, like an untraceable natural disaster, it is presented in romantic forms such as curse, love, and malice in the heart, with a bit of dramatic beauty.The hunter is a positive disaster, it is direct war and violence, the presentation of power, the most straightforward plunder and killing of the weak, but it can complete the positive performance in the name of the country or other justice.

In fact, in the discussion and research, the Declining King believes that Medici has already completed the role of the "witch".

The concealment and assassination of the "Assassin" may be understood as a beheading operation between the army. Medici must have had "instigators" who instigated wars and provoked conflicts. "Witch" is not necessarily... If it is just a symbol "The ominous person who brings disaster", that must be overplayed. Judging from Medici's behavior, "joy" can be melted in the mouth of ten bottles of potion, "pain" and "despair" - the pain and despair brought by war are far more than those caused by love. !
Mythical creatures have also completed "immortality", and the subsequent "disaster" needless to say, "doomsday" can also be played directly by the doomsday of the Eastern Continent caused by "Rose of Redemption", leaving only the final "chaos" and even "primordial" Not played yet.

Red Angel Medici can be said to be the most outstanding person in the world today in the performance of "destroying natural disasters". Even if he has not been reborn, and someone else has become the true god of the hunter path, he can only rely on the adjacent path to accommodate the witch. It requires rituals and performances, which is far behind Medici.

"anyway."

The king of decay put away uniqueness and asked another question:
"Do you have any methods or items to improve your containment success rate? Do you have any specific plans to go to the Eastern Continent?"

After getting the topic back on track, the thoughts of the real creator flying to the starry sky also flew back.

"I don't know if I can accommodate success, and I don't know how long it will take, so act as soon as possible." The real creator said, "In just a few days, the prototype of the Church of Intis can already start running, and the subsequent events of the Aurora Society can be tried by themselves." deal with it."

He hesitated briefly for a second:
"I have an item that can slightly control the Chaos Sea, which is the Blasphemy Slate."

"...You can actually use your previous corpse to control the Chaos Sea?" Outer God frowned, feeling that he was more confused about the pillar of God, "I see, this is the reason for your admiration for the holy relic ?”

"...Don't think about those strange reasons!"

"I remember that there are actually potions with 22 pathways on the profane stone, right? Is the profane stone a fossil of your corpse or a tombstone? Can words that have nothing to do with your own pathway appear on the fossil and tombstone?"

"Stop thinking about these things!"

"Oh." The Outer God changed the subject without hesitation, "Where is the slate of blasphemy? Do you want me to get it for you?"

"No need." The True Creator bluntly changed the subject, "Do you have any countermeasures to increase the success rate?"

The ruined king didn't even think about it:

"Give Al Suhod's pen to Adam."

"Let Adam become a vegetative dreamer, dreaming about the sequence-one characteristic and uniqueness of my other path."

So dare to bet?The real creator was startled, and then he heard the decaying king continue to say:

"I suggest you go quickly. While you are conscious now, there are only two ways. You have the direction of the Creator, but you don't have the authority to create everything, and you don't know everything. There is a big difference between you and the previous God. You work hard to survive."

"Of course, if you plan to procrastinate for a while longer, before you leave, take back a few more authority to rely on God, or play with balance for a while, I have no problem, anyway, this is your pasture."

"There is no need to delay any longer."

None of the things that have happened recently have been within my expectations. What happened to the Goddess of the Night proved that the Outer God will not always watch in peace and stability. irreparable.

The real creator now understands the thoughts of the starry sky gods, and prepares immediately if there is any way, because strategy and intelligence are only meaningful when they have power.

Making Adam a visionary is in danger of getting out of control, but can have more advantages in the next jump into the sea.

For the time being, there is no need to think about "what to do in the future", because if the immediate matter is not resolved, there will be no future.

Thinking about it this way, the living environment of the starry sky is somewhat similar to the City of Silver. It is difficult for you to spend a long time planning to kill a certain god or monster, and you may encounter any powerful creature at any time during the process. The best way Always live in the moment, keep all weapons and yourself in the best condition, and be ready to deal with all sudden enemies.

Still need strength.

As long as one's own strength is strong enough, any unexpected situation can be dealt with calmly.

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"Why do you think I'm so weak?"

Richard Ernst finished flipping through the newspaper and reading the information about the Rose School of Thought, and sighed at the two puppets on his desk. The two puppets turned their eyes, looked at each other again, and looked away from each other:

"It seems that Intis doesn't intend to restore the citizenship of the Highland Colony, but I don't know what the Aurora Society wants to do."

Richard stroked his chin and muttered to himself:
"Is this a good opportunity? I think that person from the Aurora Society may need to act benevolently and neutrally for the time being. The Intis garrison in the highland colony is about to become stragglers. If we can get them If it is cleaned up and the country is restored quickly, maybe Intis can recognize it by pinching his nose."

"Hey, I'm still lacking in strength. If it wasn't for the contamination of Siua, I would have done it long ago."

The two demigods were taken aback when they heard the words. The lips of the "Silent Man" Maihamus with the golden nails on his mouth moved. The silent appearance couldn't conceal his emotional heart. He hurriedly stammered:
"You, think twice, Your Highness Temperance Angel!"

"how?"

"His Highness Siua has a very high reputation now, and even our god is not showing strong denial... Rebels from all over the world are already gathering, we, we don't need to have internal strife now..."

"Do you think this is internal strife?" Richard asked back, "It's also Sequence One, and I can do much better than Siah."

"No, sorry Your Highness, I'm not this..."

Richard sighed deeply, stretched out his hand and flicked it, knocking the Taufik puppet down on the table for a long time without getting up, shaking his head and saying:
"Ideological work is not in place yet! Our promotion is for the highlands and for the people, so of course better people will take over. Do you think the current cohesion of the rebel army is only due to the change of Sierra's philosophy? Heh."

He snorted, and didn't continue to talk about his thoughts: "Forget it, but it's really inconvenient to do it now. When will the great bound god give his devout believers a uniqueness and a sequence one? To pollute less Serious kind."

The expression of "The Silent One" Mahms twisted violently.

Richard didn't continue to give the two of them psychological training. He touched his hand and suddenly thought of one thing:
"By the way, the letter of cooperation with War Red hasn't been sent yet. The curse that appeared in Behrens is really strange. Going back to the end actually made my divination and tracing fail. Could it involve a level 0 sealed item or even Something of a higher order?"

"Leave this matter to Jiguang Society to worry about, I don't care."

He reached out and rummaged on the table, and found a letter sealed with wax seal, on the cover was written in Intis cursive script with beautiful handwriting.

"I have to think about the partner led by Irena, um, he looks like a good person."

"Mr. Dwayne Dantès? Mr. X, who does this name intend to avenge?"

"It's just right to live in Backlund. Now that the Church of Evernight has been injured, Backlund...should no one have time to watch over me, right?"

TBC
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Backlund's big stage, if you are an angel, come here.

(End of this chapter)

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