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

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"Who are you?! Why did you trespass on the temple!"

The Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom reacted immediately. While praying to God and the Pope quickly, the bishops acted quickly. They quickly dispersed the Extraordinary team to evacuate the crowd, and put away the terror-stricken people in the square. People took away the consolation, and while preparing the sealed item, they shouted loudly to the royal guards gathered in the square: "This is a holy place to spread knowledge and truth, and it is within sight of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom!"

The "insight" with the highest sequence glanced at this team, and the more they looked, the more frightened they became - everyone in them had cold eyes, and they were in the middle and high sequences. There were several demigods, and they were equipped with sealed items. This was absolutely true. The visitor is not good!
The person at the head looked familiar even more, so familiar that he almost couldn't imagine what would happen next!
"Intruder!"

But this even aroused the anger of the "clincher". With the anger that the church, the country and the people were about to be bullied, he pushed away the ugly companions around him, stepped forward, and faced the suspected king of Loen, George III. The man shouted sharply:
"Why did the judge of Loen appear in front of our temple!"

"We are allies for generations, and the sacred covenant is kept in the museum of our capital. Is Loen going to tear up the peace treaty with Segal, Lunburg, and Masi today?"

The royal guard remained silent, as if they could not hear his question.

The tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, and the "clincher" also felt that fear was gradually eroding his heart. At this time, the elderly man suspected of being King Loen showed him a comforting smile, his voice was not loud, but clear. and it was heard in all ears:

"Not so, Monsieur Bishop."

With the facts in front of them, everyone's face didn't get any better because of this sentence.

The "Informer" thumped in his heart, and he had a worse premonition. He winked at the other bishops indistinctly, asking about the progress of praying to the Pope and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Before the latter could answer, George III in the square Then he spoke again:
"I have come for peace."

Boom!

A thunderbolt that illuminated the sky and the earth crashed down, and the whole world was dyed an ominous pale by the snow-white lightning. The crisis premonition of the "insighter" sounded like a drum, his whole body seemed to be pierced by a bayonet, and there were countless steel needles wandering in his brain.He staggered for half a step, and was about to speak to his subordinates, when he suddenly found his student standing there in the hall behind him, as if he had been frightened stupid.

"Elio!" Seeing the student who was like his own child still staying here, he trembled in his heart, he dared not leave, and reprimanded the child in a low voice, "Go! Get out of here!"

The boy named Elliot responded to the call. He turned his head and stared blankly at his teacher. The skin with small freckles was peeling off layer by layer. The pages of the book were blood-red, with muscular The texture, but the root is connected to the body.His skin and flesh and blood turned into red pages that recorded his life experience, the boy's eyes fell off and turned into an illustration, hanging on his face.

"teacher……"

Elio said slowly, and with his words, his whole body gradually collapsed, his legs turned into book slices and scattered on the ground, turning into a collection of deformed books with constantly turning pages and flowing shadows :

"...I heard the Lord speaking to me..."

"Ellio!"

The "insighter" was about to burst into tears, terrified. He was shocked by the scene in front of him. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several companions around him who were also showing signs of losing control. Unstable spirituality continued to emanate from them. His appearance gradually distorted.

At the same time, he found that the sealed item he was carrying kept calming his spirit, his spirituality, which was why he didn't have the same out-of-control reaction as the others.

He immediately picked up the sealed item and comforted the others around him.

Boom!

At the same time, another thunder flashed above the sky, which was even more shocking than before. The "clarifier" suddenly caught some unexpected sound, and he raised his head extremely slowly, only to see the sacred lightning that seemed to be able to connect to the sky. The White Tower was struck by a terrifying thunderbolt, and broken stones and stained glass crashed down. In the gaps between the turbulent clouds, stars twinkled and twinkled, like countless pairs of eyes watching them.

The Goddess of the Night, the Lord of Storms, and King George III of Loen...

...The Kingdom of Loen tore up its covenant with us and launched an attack on us! !

The heart of the "insighter" felt chills. Even though believers should have absolute confidence in their own gods, he still felt uncontrollable panic when the two gods came together.

The moment he shared the power of comfort, he heard overlapping voices, as if countless voices spoke together, sounded in his mind. He heard the low-pitched dragon language, the giant language, and the Northern Continent. The lingua franca, as well as some dialects of certain races that cannot be verified at all, should only exist in the records. There was a sound of being boiled inside his head, and the blood all over his body was churning, and his skin peeled off page by page. own cheek.

"The Lord said..."

A strange voice came, and a sentence was composed of many different languages. The child who no longer had a human figure was spread out on the ground, the left and right cheeks were separated, and the mouth was divided into a separate page, which was still closed. The dragon uttered a noun that no one understood:

"...Leodro..."

Boom!

The tyrant's anger slanted down in the air!

Calamity, distortion, and thunder of destruction descended at the same time, the earth collapsed and twisted, and the White Tower, which symbolized the kingdom of God and truth, tilted and slowly collapsed layer by layer from top to bottom.

The sky in the distance suddenly lights up, and the light at dusk spreads far from the other end of the continent. A giant tree of life grows beside the tower that is about to topple. Life swallows the breath of disaster. Tranquility and dreams have no effect on plants.

Books and brass-colored eyes emerged from the crooked white tower. They stared at the starry sky that had no advantage in front of the breath of life, constantly looking for each other's weaknesses, and rays of light containing purification power shot straight towards the sky. , piercing through the bottomless dark night, the crumbling tower immediately began to restore its decline after receiving a little help.

Compared with the gods who have been famous for a long time and have a large number of anchors, the Mother of Heaven is still much weaker, and has to be forced to retreat outside the range of the White Tower. As soon as a small piece of sky regains light, it is immediately covered by dark clouds surging with lightning. cover.

At the same time, in the distant sky, the God of War dressed in dilapidated armor slowly stood up. In his hand, he held the Great Sword of Dawn that made all living things tremble. A superb view of the sea of ​​black clouds splitting evenly.

And when all the talents recovered from this abnormality, George III who stood on the ground immediately started to make a move. He made a movement towards all the bishops of the Church of Knowledge and Wisdom in front of him. He opened his palms, clenched his fists, and twisted his wrists. change.

Like a piece of crisp paper crumpled into a ball, all the limbs twisted and deformed in the same second, and collapsed towards a certain point in the center of their body. Painful and terrifying, but the throat and vocal cords have been torn and twisted first, isolating all the noisy sounds.The ribs contracted, piercing the heart and lungs, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the throat or other cracks. In the end, everyone turned into a meat ball wrapped in clothes and blood.

The thunder illuminated the sky, and the royal guards quickly moved to hunt down all the believers of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.

For a while, mourning was everywhere, blood was splashed everywhere, and crying and shouting rang out.

George III's body suddenly expanded and opened. The huge humanoid creature in the shadows looked down at the earth ferociously, almost merging with the pitch-black sky. Every sensory end extended, connecting to the distant Kingdom of Loen. Flickering chaotic and disorderly colors.

He overlooked the chaotic capital of Lemburg, and under the distortion, his voice spread majestically:
"I am the emperor of Loen, George Augustus III, and also the emperor of Lemburg, Segar, and Mashi!"

"From today onwards, your country will be merged into the land of Loen, and you will be brought under my protection and become my people!"

He distorted the law, the covenant into submission, and the people's attachment to a powerful country into their desire for Ruen's rule. Under the blessing of miracles, countless people's thoughts changed at this moment, and they were able to hear George III The people of the Three Kingdoms ignorantly put aside their belief in the God of Knowledge and Wisdom for the time being, and prayed in unison to the phantom of the incomparably stalwart and unquestionable emperor in their hearts:
"The emperor of Loen, George III..."

The shaking and somewhat unstable shadow suddenly became indestructible. Order and iron law descended from the sky, subtly blending into the hearts of every citizen. At least for a moment, the anchor belonging to the god of knowledge and wisdom disappeared. .

……

In the star world, the Lord of Storms crazily brought up patches of lightning, and his every move was accompanied by wind and thunder. The god wrapped in thunder waved his halberd to cut through the forest where life was thriving, and rushed towards the place where the brass-colored light flowed. huge library.

The souls of the scholars who searched for the truth turned into elves living with the books due to their knowledge during their lifetime. They are small but huge in number. Under the leadership of the Pope, they constantly shuttle among the books and bookshelves, providing help to the gods, analyzing, rewriting, Reorganize the opponent's underlying laws.

A huge dragon stands in the center of a huge bookshelf that allows him to walk around easily. His body is made up of books, the pages of which are made into scales, and every inch of his body depicts a kind of knowledge.

The heavy rain fell majesticly, and every drop of rain carried the power of matter. They attacked these bookshelves from the concepts of physics and mysticism at the same time, making the pages of the books wet and sticky, and making the writing of the books blurred.

The wind howled, and countless spirits of knowledge were instantly annihilated in the blade-like storm.

There are other alternative words for lip dead tooth cold in this world, but this truth can be understood by both gods and humans.

The small countries that believe in the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, such as Lunburg, Masik, and Segar, are distributed around the Kingdom of Fenepot. If the Lord of Storms is allowed to successfully seize the authority of Herabogen and become the true god of two paths, the Mother Earth Feneport where it is located will be completely surrounded by Loen's land. If Loen sends troops, even if the war of the gods can still be fought, the people of Feneport will be wiped out in an instant!

The night receded quickly, leaving the battlefield with the twilight light, leaving only the wind, knowledge and forest to entangle and fight in the star realm.

The God of War holds up the Sword of Dawn, and endless rays of light are brewing in it, ready to cut off the adventurous night.

The Mother of Heaven felt that she was locked in by the fierce killing intent, as if no matter where she fled, she couldn't stop the sword light that destroyed everything. Just as she was thinking about how to fight to the death, a burst of calm water seemed to resound directly in the spirit body. The sound broke into the minds of the two of them at the same time, and layers of black mist filled the void, hanging in the sky like a meandering black river flowing.

In the sky of the distant Storm Sea, above the meandering river in the sky, a hazy figure stood there, with pale flames burning in his eyes.

Salinger stared at the Mother of Heaven with cold eyes, and then glanced at the God of War in the distance. The former was not good in the secret path, and he was the weakest in the adjacent path. If the three of them really got together, he would be nothing more than Just a piece of fat being fought over by two predators.

Mother of Heaven stepped back a little, keeping a certain distance from the other two.

Immediately, His two human arms lifted up, holding up a dream.

In the dreamland is the ancient Hornages Mountains, a large tract of primeval forest covers the mountains, and an old and peaceful village spreads out at the foot of the mountains.A huge eight-legged magic wolf is galloping freely among the mountains, and the black spirit thread connects the bustling towns on the top of the mountain.

Sometimes he passed by his human believers like the wind, and sometimes he found his friendly compatriots and played together in the mountains.Sometimes it hunts distant prey like a real wolf, and sometimes it turns into a human and enters the town to talk with believers.

This is the dream of "Half Fool" Antigonus!
The Mother of Heaven rejected the act of using Antigonus as a weapon. The arrival of the God of Death gave him time, but if the God of War slashed at him with a sword regardless, I am afraid that I really have to think about whether to release my brother as the last resort. Out.

The atmosphere between the three gods on the adjacent path became stagnant and extremely heavy, but no one tried to take a step forward.

In the distant Intis, where the sun rises, huge eyes with strong metallic textures open in the sky.Countless gears rotate, and layers of metal scale rings surround the eyeballs, simulating the trajectory of stars in his eyes.

Looking around, he saw the war angel dozing comfortably in the barracks, taking the whistling wind as an accompaniment, not paying any attention to the traitors' fighting.Trying again, the prayer to the true Creator still received a spiritual answer, and He closed it again and disappeared into the air.

As soon as the picture changes, the throne of the Black Emperor is connected to the earth. He is the god on the earth, blocking the connection between the people on the earth and the white tower in the sky.

The towering giant tree tried its best to resist the storm in the sky, and the two gods joined forces to push back the waves and tear up the strong wind, but they couldn't change the state of Herabogen's gradual decline due to the loss of anchor.Their struggle intensified, each plant grew, and different kinds of extraordinary abilities unfolded. The omnipotent omnipotence that leads to omniscience also has a difficult power that makes all true gods headaches.

But as time dragged on, in the cloudy sky, the light of a red moon became brighter and brighter.

The growth of the tree of life slowed down, and when the edges of the leaves were covered with red light, the Mother Earth Goddess who was holding the baby in the astral world could only sigh, and the giant tree supporting the White Tower gradually shrank and fell into His hands. into a new leaf.

He shielded the leaf above his head, blocking the eyes of the mother who was eagerly calling for her daughter.

The sky was gradually swallowed by the storm, and the White Tower collapsed and fell down layer by layer in the wind.

Seeing that he had nowhere to escape, the dragon sighed dejectedly: "I am willing to surrender my uniqueness and Sequence One."

The figure shrouded in lightning stopped in the library, the brass-colored world slowly collapsed, and the voice of the Lord of Storms rumbled:
"What if I want your three copies of Sequence One and uniqueness?"

There was not much hesitation on Herabogen's face made of pages: "...you have won, that is the spoils you have won."

In the other party's answer without hesitation, Leodro stepped forward again and slowly approached the giant dragon. The "prophet" at the level of a true god suddenly understood something, waved his wings violently, and flew like a streamer. Out of his own kingdom of God!

boom!
The library was suddenly blocked, and the Lord of Storms was locked in it.

"How long have we been fighting, Herabagon?"

Leodro raised the halberd in his hand, and he stabbed towards the sky, and the sky of the astral world responded to the King of Sky's command.

The brass-colored world collapsed inch by inch, elves and bachelors died in wailing, the pope who tried his best to stop him to the end collapsed, his lifeless body fell into a book and turned into a character in the story, and His Extraordinary characteristics flew up by themselves and merged into the body of the Lord of Storms.

"When the Creator announced that he had returned, I actually felt a little joy, the joy of re-boiling blood."

"It's been too long, I have forgotten the joy of fighting, obviously in the former kingdom of heaven, we fought day after day, for Him and mankind."

With a flash of thunder, the Lord of Storms suddenly appeared on the sea, even faster than the giant dragon that fled towards the Eastern Continent.

He raised the trident, the ocean and thunder responded to the command of the emperor of the sea, the feet of the gods walked on the sea, and the sky and the earth trembled together.

"In the past, the Medici commanded the army, you conspired, Osycus preached the faith, and my waves were as unstoppable as the steps of the Creator... We worked together to take the whole world, and then, we killed him, After eating Him, they turned against each other and turned against each other, and spent two long epochs in endless suspicion and fear of being betrayed."

"When he came back, after he killed Osykus, I suddenly felt that I was tired of such peace."

The Lord of the Storm's eyes were full of endless memories, his voice was full of nostalgic warmth, and the lightning-wrapped halberd pointed directly at the dragon's back.

He feels as if he has returned to the era of the glorious kingdom of heaven, full of yearning for power, full of expectations for the future, the blood of the wind angel is still hot, and he will actively respond to the prayers of his believers, saving people from tsunamis and storms. them.He loves to fight, desires to fight, and desires to become stronger. At the same time, he is in awe of power and loves humans.

In the distant past, the once kings of the eight great angels are now buried and changed by history one by one, and they can no longer be seen.

"Hrabergen, I've wanted to say it a long time ago."

“比起梅迪奇，我还是最讨厌投机取巧的人。”

He threw the lightning halberd, and the all-destroying explosive thunder suddenly exploded on the dragon's body.

TBC
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Zeus vs. God, how could I have such a dream.

Part of the idea for Herabergen was inspired by: The Mysterious: A Pilgrimage to the Wild