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

Chapter 341
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"disappointment."

Edward half-kneeled on the edge of the cliff for a long time, and finally whispered unhappily: "I have read a lot of literary creations, but I still can't believe that human beings are so easy to indulge in beautiful dreams. Lost myself."

"This is in line with my understanding of human beings, but it does not match the impression given to me by the real creator. That is to say, there is only one answer. It is not that the real creator caused confusion because of this dream, but because he was almost defeated before. , I had this dream."

"That's not an illusion woven by God...it's His own dream!"

With the doomsday as the ultimate goal, is it doomed to lose its way after the doomsday is over?Lost the goal, no long-cherished wish, so you will have the idea of ​​"no longer struggling, willingly" to make yourself a god?

"It's so stupid." Edward sighed, "It's like an unfinished story. The first 99% of the content is seriously praising love and sacrifice and human beings. As a result, the last ten chapters complete a world where human beings are raised as domestic animals, and finally Suddenly gave up everything and prepared to die."

"What is the value of appreciating such a world? Anyway, there are already clues to the source quality, so just ignore him."

The Wither Lord, who was enjoying this farce in the starry sky, asked curiously:
"Really don't care?"

"God himself said that he is the only one, and he doesn't need other personalities to create a new direction, so I don't want to care about it." The God of Decline said, "And within 18 years, I will definitely be able to establish contact with the source quality of the Western Continent. Stay in this place again. Go back, let me go back, God will not let the Lord of Mysteries be born, and my goal has been achieved."

"But you are the best writer now." The Lord of Withering said, "According to the agreement, you really have to help him, although there is no contract to restrict our behavior. But don't you think it's a pity that he struggled to go crazy like this?"

"..."

Edward's expression twisted horribly, and the phrase "None of my business" stuck in his throat for a long time before he could say it. He silently picked up a pen, took out a small notebook from his pocket, and wrote on it piecemeal Write novel ideas, inspired sentences, doodles and bills.

"I really regret talking to you."

"I can't even imagine what it would be like if you had descended in the first place."

The happy mood of the withering lord immediately conveyed: "Don't be like this, you and I belong to one body, and you are also a god chasing possibilities, otherwise, how could you always be persuaded by me. Give it a try, there is no negative effect anyway. .”

"Write a dystopian story?" Edward slowly turned to a new page, and said slowly, "Okay...just think of it as a test of creativity with the future God, I have been unhappy with his stereotyped stories for a long time gone."

He conceived for a few seconds, then picked up a pen and wrote.

In the chaotic yet perfect dream of the true Creator, a new development is brought about under the guidance of the old, which symbolizes possibility.Under the watchful eyes of the outer gods, the disaster had already laid the groundwork. The real Creator, who was in a state of self-doubt, suddenly felt a chill seeping in. He raised his head and felt that there seemed to be some subtle differences somewhere in this world. place.

Then, the sky split open, and countless black lines hung down from the clouds, as if there were countless eyes looking from outside the sky. The thin black lines seriously controlled every human being. I, wearing a monocle, stared at the real Creator in the temple with a subtle and wicked gaze.

There was a rumble in the mind of the real creator. He temporarily forgot the self-doubt just now, and under the influence of memories that did not belong to him, he said angrily: "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun!"

"Well, the [-]-character pillar brawl is omitted here! Let's just leave it at that."

On the edge of the Chaos Sea, Edward wrote while thinking.

"Although I can't explain why in this dream, when 'God captured Origin Castle' and Klein became a believer in the Creator, the Celestial Venerable was born, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's just eating books, everyone can eat books, let alone I'm continuing."

Klein became a believer in the Creator.There are too many private goods in this sentence. If Edward looks at the pious Klein in the dream again and thinks about the old oriental people who "praise the night, praise the steam, praise the fool and praise the true creator", he will want to laugh. the point.

Without the interference of God's obsession, the real Creator would not be able to do this kind of work anyway.

"In short, it is reasonable that Tianzun is here."

Where there is God, how can there be no Tianzun?Tianzun may be late, but he will not be absent, and now the real creator who has the memory of God will not doubt it... This will make him feel that this world is indeed real... Write the old-fashioned mechanical descending plot but the face is not The restless Outer God continued to write, making up the plot line in the dream.

"Then next, let's stimulate the humanity and memory of the real creator first... To defeat Tianzun, you must consume more than [-]% of the human race in the world. Do you accept such a development?"

Edward smiled gloatingly.

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In the hidden place, Antigonus frowned in his sleep.

In the dream, the demon wolf who was lying on his sister's side basking in the sun and taking a nap slowly opened his eyes. He sniffed the air suspiciously, as if he smelled a strange smell of blood from his sister.

He stood up and skillfully walked around his blood relative on eight legs, but he didn't see any scars on his sister.

Is this some kind of symbol?Antigonus tilted his head in thought.

They have been hiding here for a long time, and the eyes of the gods will not be watching here. They can live together safely, and use the fashionable human language to say that this is "depending on each other".Antigonus felt that this word was used very well, and they depended on each other's fate.The small Kingdom of the Night is well managed, with a total of less than 1 people, and the number of dead people is gradually increasing. People from the foot of the mountain often sneak up to the halfway up the mountain to peek at their long-lost relatives, and there are often people from far away. Hearing that there is a secret of immortality here, he traveled all the way to live here.

They have lived such a comfortable life for a long time.

Don't think about the outside world for a while, don't think about hatred and sadness for a while, maybe they can go on like this forever.

"Antigonus, what's wrong with you?"

The heavenly mother was awakened by the footsteps of the younger brother, opened one eye, and looked up at the younger brother who was walking around:
"Such a sunny day, won't you rest for a while?"

Antigonus was very moved. He walked to his sister and lay down, but he was still a little uneasy:

"Sister, I always have a bad feeling."

The Mother of Heaven gave him a strange look, and pulled a tuft of hair on his brother's forehead with her front paws: "Do you have any bad premonitions? The Hornacis Mountains have nothing to do with the world, and we haven't done more bad things. Antigonus, don't think so much, just sleep for a while."

Antigonus wanted to say something more, but the warm afternoon sun made him feel comfortable, and his mind unconsciously became more comfortable. He couldn't lift any tension, and he just wanted to close his eyes comfortably. Sleep for days and nights.

Ok.He closed his eyes and lay beside his sister, maybe it was an illusion.

"Sleep, Antigonus."

The mother of heaven is struggling to maintain the dream of her younger brother in the chaotic battle situation. The reality is so cruel and painful, so go find comfort in the dream.

He carefully kept a relatively safe distance from Leodero. This safe distance means "it will not be so close that the extraordinary ability attacking Leodero will affect him, and it will not be so far away from the protection range of thunder and knowledge." "Within", anyway, he felt that no one would really expect an ordinary king of angels to play a role in the battle of gods at the level of gods. If someone thinks that way, they must be out of their minds.

Reaper and God of War look at each other and hate each other, but they have to hold their noses and cooperate in order to express themselves in front of the future omniscient and omnipotent. For the time being, no one cares about the mother of heaven holding the nuclear bomb. dark qualities.

Coincidentally, Heavenly Mother also felt that she didn't have one.

There must be a goal, the goal of the mother of heaven is to live, and to be bolder, to live with my younger brother.

For this goal, He is trembling like walking on thin ice, not daring to make a wrong step.

So he simply gave up the idea of ​​intervening in God's War beyond his reach, and devoted half of his energy to responding to the prayers of the people of the Loen Kingdom.For Leodelo, this behavior helps to stabilize his state. For himself, protecting humans and anchors is also a plus. He may not do much, but there is nothing wrong with doing so.

He patiently weaved the sky covering the Kingdom of Loen, and the long secret veil shone with stars.Under this starry sky, people who pray can always gain a little peace of mind, and only at this moment, Amanisis will be a little calmer.

"Amanisis, I didn't know until today that you were once human."

The two extremely similar daughters of demon wolves have already merged during the struggle, but Mother of Heaven refused to accept the name "Amanisis" and the identity of the slaughtering demon wolf clan, so their The fusion was not successful, and it was even bad.

"Since you are a human being, then I can barely understand what you have done to us."

It's just understanding.

The Heavenly Mother looked up at the sky, and in the cloudy sky in the distance, a spark wiped out the light in the darkness.

The outline composed of metal and gear levers is as tall as a mountain, and a huge indescribable "curtain" is opened under the cloudy clouds, simulating the principle of solar panels to absorb the spirituality dissipated in the air, and the fire intensifies in the heart of God's furnace, finally Stand firm in the wind.

The light shone in the eyes of the Celestial Mother, reminding Him of the torches and lanterns of the pilgrims to the Hornaches.

And Amanisis also saw this light, and in an instant, those human sages who fled or searched for the future under the dark sky of the third era emerged in his mind, as did Hermes in the past.Human beings are not just slaves and food. Survival and the pursuit of truth are both instincts. Carrying a lamp in the bottomless darkness, advancing in the wild years, attracting countless people who are eager for the future and living in the future with the light of truth and knowledge. Human beings who were overwhelmed like moths to a flame in that era finally gathered together under the light of the sun god.

The dark goddess quietly withdrew from the battlefield, taking her silent sister with her.

He floated across the sky of the Loen Kingdom like a cloud. Wherever he passed, whether it was a follower of the Goddess of the Night, or the Lord of Storms, or those who once believed in the God of Steam and Machinery and were now forced to convert, or those who believed in knowledge and Human beings, the God of Wisdom, can feel peace of mind.It was as if lying on the grass, looking up at the stars in the sky, and became calm involuntarily.

"The spiritual light panel is functioning normally."

"Link starts."

An inorganic and emotionless voice sounded, Medici raised his head and glanced at the curtain covering the sky, seeing that all the dissipated spirituality was being drawn into the board of unknown material, and none of them affected the buildings and streets below, he couldn't help being happy. up:
"You guys are good at research! When will new weapons be produced? Are you making spiritual rail guns?"

"Answer: lack of drawings and principles of operation."

The development of solar energy is not going well, nor is wind energy. The premise of the existence of these kinds of clean energy in the old era is the popularization of electric energy. Although the god of steam and machinery has felt the powerful effect of electric energy, he can't control it. He started designing under his nose, so he simply went in the opposite direction and used the principles given to him by the real creator to create a perfect spiritual recycling light board.

"Spiritual energy, let's just call it spiritual energy!"

The god of steam and machinery did not agree, because when he was about to adopt this suggestion just now, he felt that his spiritual intuition was subtly touched.

Medici looked at the sky, a trace of solemnity hidden in his frivolous expression.

"Tch, show off your power to me with your uniqueness, don't be polluted by me."

The Conqueror didn't change his sarcasm, but calmly chose his enemies in the melee—it was embarrassing to say, although Medici wouldn't feel embarrassed, but his current Sequence One's strength was really not enough, maybe not as good as Bonova, the god of steam and machinery, was the first thing to chagrin the god of war.The second thing that annoys him is that he knows that the original witch is approaching, and he has no effective means of interference. Should he ask the army to help evacuate the masses to protect the people?Isn't this funny?
But it would be even more ridiculous if he rushed directly to duel with Leodro or the original witch. Sauron and Einhorn would try their best to laugh at themselves until their spirits completely disappeared.

Sword lights flashed in the clouds, God of War seemed to be fighting back and forth with Leodro, and the river symbolizing death also surrounded the sky far away there, but he only used his whole body when the other party was in an unstable state. It's nothing more than a tie in the solution, as long as Leodro slows down and controls his ability in the two paths, it will be a matter of time before the God of War is forced to retreat.

It seems that the Mother Earth will not do anything anymore. She has already done something for Herabergen just now, but it has no effect. It is easy to attract the attention of a certain mother outside the sky, and the uniqueness of the "moon" she is asking for is not there. here.

According to the response of the real creator, the hidden sage is coming, and the original witch will also come to fish in troubled waters. Although these two gods cannot be counted in the combat power, just watching from the side is enough to give people psychological pressure.Now the combat effectiveness of the two sides is really different, is it necessary to put the hope of turning the tables on the god of steam and machinery?

"Lord, do you have a premonition of such a thing?"

That's why the data and technology are left behind. What do you expect the god of steam and machinery to do? ... But in this short month, what can He do?
A clever woman can't cook without rice. Medici flicked his red long sword. He was once a conspirator, strategist, and war creator at the level of the king of angels. Some are restrained.

TBC
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What a beauty it is to sleep.

(End of this chapter)