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

Chapter 487 Future Stories

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Go back to two hours ago.

The moment it merged with the data of the potion, Klein's spirit was torn apart and turned into countless small pieces, which were combined with different "spiritual insects", and there was no distinction between who was the main body and who was the leader.

At some point, his body also collapsed, and the body under the half-height silk top hat and long black windbreaker quickly disintegrated, and transparent and twisted worms crawled out one after another.

The thunderstorm in the sky gradually subsided, and the dark clouds began to slowly move around with the help of the breeze.Richard returned to the physical state, and while trying to seal the influence of the possessed high-ranking person on him, he shook his left hand vigorously, shaking the paw that was still in the "werewolf" state back to the human palm, and then he tore himself into pieces. He squeezed his sleeves and trouser legs, looked at them, and sighed regretfully.

"Every time there is a little overhead in this area."

The Temperance Angel sighed, "How come others don't need to destroy their clothes when they transform into mythical creatures... Eh, what is this?"

He raised his leg, but didn't step on it. Looking at a finger-long transparent worm writhing at his feet, he felt quite powerful spiritual power and a little familiar breath from it.

"... Klein?"

Richard first bent down, then squatted down after thinking about it, poked the bug that was crawling around with his fingers, then pinched it and put it in the palm of his hand, he said in amazement: "How did you become like this? The mythical creature form of your fortune tellers is not a worm, is it?"

He couldn't help but think of the puppet he made for Klein, which also used a bug like this, but it was dead.

The transparent worm in the angel's hand twisted, probably expressing his dissatisfaction with Richard's title, but the plump body and luster made people feel the urge to crush it...Richard controlled his strength And your own brain, stop what you shouldn't associate with, and prevent yourself from thinking of a high-protein food that you once liked when you were very young.

Richard inadvertently glanced into the distance, and suddenly found that there were countless such bugs around him.

Oh... so your mythical creature form isn't a bug, it's a bunch of bugs...

Richard looked around carefully and saw that these bugs were all alive and not dead, so he regretfully dismissed a certain idea.

At this time, as if they were inspired by some kind, these worms moved together, entered the fog of history, and quickly flew towards the depths of the fog of history, each occupying different "shards of light", and the worms in the historical pores. The images are superimposed on one.

In just two or three seconds, where Klein was just now, there were only windbreakers, shirts, top hats, socks, leather shoes, and undergarments that had lost all support.

These clothes and sundries were laid flat on the ground, presenting the shape of a person, exuding a strange aura.

Seeing that all these weird bugs had disappeared, Richard stood up again, patted his tattered clothes, and prepared to find a place to rest for a while.

He walked forward for a while, passed by Klein's clothes, and suddenly his eyes were "caught" to the side unconsciously, and he saw an acquaintance.

——Richard didn't intend to greet the red angel at first, but when he was walking with many people on the road and saw his friend approaching him, he would pretend not to see him in order to avoid embarrassing greetings, or quickly find a place to hide look the same.

Richard turned a blind eye to the delicate atmosphere between Ulorius and Medici, neither knowing the name of the "Angel of Destiny", nor knowing that the silver-haired child next to him was the "Angel of Destiny".He looked at the Medici he knew, quickly said hello and said goodbye quickly, then turned and continued to walk outside the pile of ruins.

"Hello." Medici said, "The octopus head was ready to kill you just now, you still want to go out?"

Richard gasped:
"How can you call the God of Thunder like that?"

"How do you know I'm talking about Him?"

"Oh, why are you so straightforward?" Richard pushed his glasses to his hair, and said in a tactful tone, "According to the myth of the Aurora Order, if you leave the Eastern Continent, you will definitely be struck by lightning, don't tell me, you will spend your whole life Are you staying in here?"

Hearing this, Medici couldn't help but glanced at Ourorius.

Ouroreus was determined to pull him to surrender to God before, but when God was really mobbed and attacked, he didn't use "restart" or good luck and bad luck to help, just like fate. Not really standing on God's ground.

"There are still many people waiting for me outside. Maybe the God of Thunder will be merciful, and he will only take the leader of the enemy and take in the congregation."

Richard looked at him and made a gesture of "go together":

"Although you might be punished by God if you go out, you don't plan to stay here forever, do you?"

……

"I……"

"who I am……"

"Who am I……"

"I am the subject..."

The "spiritual insects" flashed different but similar thoughts respectively, and none of them were willing to return to the "body" on their own initiative. Instead, they developed strong hostility towards others of the same kind. It was only because of the remaining spiritual influence of Klein that they temporarily Did not make drastic moves.

At this moment, circle after circle of invisible ripples appeared in the gray mist of the fog of history.

This ripple didn't just appear, it had existed in the mist for a long time, but it was slightly invisible compared to Klein as a whole, but it was obvious enough for a "worm of spirit".

It is affected by the sealed item "The Last Feast" used for promotion, and while listening to the desperate cries of the audience who were killed, it lights up the fragments corresponding to this great event in the fog of history.

Accompanied by the great war just now, a lost history can barely be regarded as the history reappearing in the current era.

This incident symbolizes the end of the second era and part of the light fragments of the third era, symbolizing the 2000 years that the City of Silver has stood firm in the dark.

This forgotten history collided with the current era to a certain extent, and when the corresponding historical pores were formed, ripples that were difficult to describe in circles were created.

Such ripples seem to have a strong attraction to the "spiritual insects", making them poke their heads out of the historical fragments one after another.

After a short period of solidification, one of the "Insects of Spirit" partly couldn't bear it, and partly was affected by Klein's residual consciousness, crawled out of the previously occupied light spot, and "flyed" towards the core of the ripple.

Immediately afterwards, one after another "worms of spirit" returned from different places in the fog of history, and came to the fragments of light formed by the history of the City of Silver in the current era.

When they got close to each other to a certain distance, the strong cohesive force finally became prominent, pulling countless "worms of spirit" together and blending them into one.

This is not an effect that can be produced by the proximity of two or three "Insects of Spirit". It must have a sufficient number to appear.

And when that part of the "worm of spirit" re-formed as a whole, Klein's incomplete consciousness completed the patchwork of his self, and things finally changed in a simple direction.

The "spiritual worms" formed a transparent and huge vortex, which exuded a strong cohesive force, sucking the remaining "spiritual worms" who were hesitant, unwilling to return, and whose "distance" was not too far away. over here.

When more than two-thirds of the "Insect of Spirit" returned, smooth and transparent tentacles grew out of the vortex.

They extended to the second era, the first era, and even the undersea ruins of the prehistoric era, grabbing out the last part of the "spiritual insects" one by one, and stuffing them back into the vortex.

In just over a dozen seconds, the vortex began to stretch, turning into a terrifying figure made up of transparent twisted worms, with invisible tentacles extending naturally from the figure's body.

The tentacles brought the windbreaker, top hat, socks, leather shoes and other items that were originally outside, dragged them into the fog of history, and cooperated to wear them in different positions of the terrifying figure.

The figure composed of countless "spiritual insects" then pressed the top hat on the top of the head, causing the transparency on the body to fade away quickly, revealing a layer of flesh-colored skin, short black hair and brown eyes.

This is what Klein Moretti looks like, but with a height of 1.8 meters.

After finally regaining his self-awareness and putting together his mental body, Klein felt two changes at the same time before he had time to examine his current state:
A kind of extraordinary characteristic from his body fusion, that strong, terrifying, aloof, irresistible idea seems to wake up a little bit, conveying one after another picture, some of these pictures are about the "Master of Miracles" Mystical knowledge, some dust ignited into the sun, the magnificent scene of various stars in the dark universe.

They all carried the mental imprint of recklessness, indifference, cruelty, madness, condescension, and no emotion. They quickly assimilated Klein's spirit, making him change his state uncontrollably;
The other is the crimson stars one after another and numerous bright spots of light that appeared in front of Klein's eyes: "Justice", "The Hanged Man", "Moon" and other members of the Tarot Society came from those stars. The sound of prayers echoed in the dots of light, mainly the prayers of the residents of Moon City. They together created an image, shrouded in gray mist, gazing at the world with pity, the image of the highest and most hidden existence.

The two abnormalities reflected on Klein's body respectively, covering his left body with a gray mist, revealing only a slightly smiling, deep and far-reaching eye, causing his right body to disintegrate again, turning into a huddled mass. A transparent twisted worm and a bloodshot, crazy eye.

At this time, the right part continued to erode toward the left, and the gray mist was gradually compressed to the extreme.

Without hesitation, Klein raised his left hand with some difficulty, and summoned the bone scepter with the blue gemstone inlaid on the top from the fog of history.

Surrounding the "Scepter of the Sea God", there were prayer spots one after another, and through that medium, they were transmitted to Klein's body.

Klein's right body immediately jumped out one lightning bolt after another, surrounded by invisible wind and illusory ocean waves, which helped the gray mist resist the erosion of pollution on the left side, allowing the whole to achieve a delicate balance.

At this time, Klein finally regained his humanity and memory little by little, and initially recovered his state before taking the potion.

He was finally promoted to the Sequence 2 level, with an angelic personality, and he was a real "Master of Miracles".

……

Alger wiped the sweat from his brow, and after a lot of effort, they finally found a large ship from the rebel base in Rorsted Islands, which could carry at least 500 people.

Such a big ship is also very eye-catching, even if it departs from the private port of the rebels, it has to go around.

"I don't know how many people there are in Silver City and Moon City..."

Alger subconsciously straightened his collar while hoisting the sails of the big ship, and Danitz next to him did the same.

At this moment, their minds suddenly buzzed, and an accurate demographic figure was stuffed into their minds.

"There are more than 2 people in the two cities?"

Danitz's complexion suddenly became uglier than the dirt under his feet, and he wanted to curse but stopped: "So many people! We have to go back and forth at least forty times! The round-trip travel expenses and checkpoint fees are enough to wipe out our small church." Empty! Alger, can you summon sea creatures?!"

Alger's face also darkened. He really couldn't think of the scene of carrying 2 people, so he simply shook his head and spread his hands.

"The load capacity of marine life is not as good as that of ships..."

At this time, Danitz suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted: "Look!"

Immediately afterwards, he turned pale with fright, and shook Alger vigorously: "Hurry up, hurry up, the big man is coming, we can't beat him!"

Alger was stunned for a moment, and then rushed to the side of the ship, only to see a large ship coming from a distance, with a banner of the Eye without Pupils hanging.

"What are you looking at? That's the future number of 'Admiral of the Stars'!"

Danitz was extremely anxious, wishing to make the big ship under her feet disappear from the private harbor: "Didn't you say that she has joined the Mystery Church? Why is the flag of the pirate group still flying? Could it be that she was licensed by Intis?" Official privateer?"

After a long distance, Alger and the man standing on the bow exchanged a glance.

The colleague "Hermit" who hadn't seen him for a long time pushed his glasses, asked his subordinates to play a semaphore, and then mouthed him:
"The oracle asked me to help."

"What are you going to do?"

Alger froze for five seconds, then suddenly reached out and grabbed the envoy who was about to jump off the boat, and whispered to him, "Don't be nervous, that's not an enemy."

"Not the enemy?"

Danitz's eyes widened: "If it's not an enemy or a privateer, then why did 'Admiral of the Stars' suddenly appear here?"

yeah why?
Why did the "hermit" come all of a sudden?

The unknown oracle, "The Hermit", Intis, the Church of the God of Mystery...

A flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and Alger suddenly understood the cause and effect of everything, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"It turns out that he is also an ally of Mister Fool..."

In this way, the death of the god of steam and machinery, the fact that the hidden sage suddenly became the righteous god of Intis, may also have contributed to the flames of Mister Fool-by the way, Mr. Fool collected Roselle’s diary, and Roselle Searle is the "Son of Steam" 200 years ago!
Alger was persuaded by his own imagination, and under the premise that he thought he knew everything, he developed a naive sense of superiority towards the "hermit" who knew nothing.

……

At this point, he became "he".

But Klein didn't really feel this, probably because this day came too fast, or because Klein had been influenced by divinity several times before, and he didn't feel the changes brought about by his life level upgrade for the first time.

After lying flat for a while, Klein sat up slowly, looked around the historical fog around him, and began to check himself.

Huh... Although I don't know which lost piece of history I brought back to reality, whether it was the "Rose of Redemption" or the City of Silver and Moon City, but at least it was indeed successful, otherwise I would lose control and collapse here today, or It's here that he completely became the Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun... Klein raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, exhaled slowly, and had a better understanding of the anchor:

The anchor is not a tool to help him maintain his humanity. Its main function is to form the corresponding cognition, positioning and image, to fight against the spiritual imprint in the Extraordinary characteristics, and to maintain a delicate balance.

Under this balance, Klein's own humanity can be barely maintained without being seriously affected by any party.

That is to say, there is a difference between the gods recognized by believers and the actual gods. If there is no spiritual imprint in Extraordinary characteristics to counteract this effect, the image of gods in their minds will gradually cover the true appearance of gods.

This is also a kind of pollution.

It wasn't until this time that Klein understood the reason why the righteous gods had human statues, but later they all became holy emblems. This can prevent believers from having a unified image recognition, and better play the role of anchors against the residual spirit of the original. , rather than subtly changing itself.

"However, Amon's followers are all himself, how does he maintain the balance?"

"Could it be that the mythical creature with its own 'uniqueness' itself has the original fusion of wills? Amon has long been accustomed to a half-crazy state, no, this is his normal state... an image that every Amon voted for ..."

"This is a way of thinking. I can form a secret puppet group, so that every secret puppet is a follower of 'The Fool', and use my truest appearance as the image of a god, which can effectively provide the best anchor... No wonder Neither Zaratul nor the dark demon wolf have many believers... Well, when the residents of the City of Silver have converted to the 'Fool', they can consider separating the incarnation of 'Sea God' and not serving as their own anchor. This is different from the rest of my believers. Cognition is too contradictory to be truly unified..."

Klein thought of a lot in an instant.

"Well, the total number of items and scenes I can summon now is nine, but there are still only three at the angel level..."

"'Wish' is already a standard divine power, but it's a bit strange. Only by satisfying other people's wishes can one's own wishes be fulfilled. Only by fulfilling small wishes first can big wishes be gradually realized..."

Klein tapped the back of his hand lightly with his fingers, frowned and whispered:
"In other words, if I want to use miracles in battle, I must realize many similar 'small miracles' in advance?"

"But how does this predict what kind of miracle the Prophet himself needs..."

Klein originally thought that the "wish" ability could be used at will by himself, as long as it did not exceed an upper limit, but who knew that its effect didn't just come from Extraordinary characteristics.

In the inspection just now, he found that he digested most of it just after he was promoted.

After all, he has created "miracles" many times, and even "resurrected" four times.

Of course, Klein thinks this is very tricky, just like when he became an "ancient scholar" and found that he had digested most of it.Because he can create "miracles" and act in advance, he relies more on "Origin Castle".

"It was completely arranged..."

In addition to his astonishing promotion speed, there is also the "curtain" carried by "God of Wishes" Cottard, which contains a whole set of potions for the Servant of Mysteries.If it hadn't been for some accident, he would have become Him as soon as he "woke up".

Klein secretly sighed, feeling relieved in his heart:

"When will that Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun 'suddenly' wake up in my body?"

What made Klein puzzled was that after he was promoted to Sequence 2 and became an angel and completed the qualitative change, "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" did not appear, and did not initially wake up in his body—could this existence, like God, feel that the current I am too weak, will wait until I become a true god, or even multi-path true god, before suddenly appearing and catching myself by surprise?
He shook his head, left the fog of history, and said to himself:
"...I shouldn't be him, and I can't be him. I can only be me."

After Klein returned to the real world, he found that neither Medici, Ulorius, or Richard had disappeared. Only Lovia, whose breath was still a little confused, but whose eyes brightened a little, Colin was still in the giant king. In the ruins of the court.

Seeing Klein's appearance, Lovia, a demigod who didn't talk much, felt the spirituality and aura on Klein's body that suddenly became deeper. First, she lowered her head, and after expressing her respect, she said:

"There was a message from a great existence just now."

"Say, the people of Moon City and Silver City have been placed in the open space outside the Giant King's Court, waiting to leave here."

She was in a daze, she didn't expect this day to come so soon.

But they didn't immediately go to the scheduled location because of this message, but waited for Klein to arrive before asking the envoy:
"Can the words of that great being be trusted?"

These words are a bit abrupt, but it also proves that Klein has completely become the spokesperson of the god "The Fool" in their hearts.

Klein nodded. When he himself was promoted, he got the news from inside the potion, and said in a deep voice:
"It can be trusted."

Colin's eyes flashed, and he was even more in awe of The Fool:
"The people in the City of Silver have been parasitized by Amon, but now they can be saved. This existence saved the lives of the people in the City of Silver. We would like to thank him, enshrine him, and set up a ceremony to praise God's grace for him. Dear envoy, Can we learn the name of this god?"

In his opinion, the gods who are willing to help must be friends of The Fool, so he didn't shy away from asking directly.

Klein was silent for a second, deciding not to tell them the truth about "being saved".

He carefully observed the changes in his heart and emotions, and found that he didn't mind his anchor believing in others so much, so he cleared his throat and replied solemnly:
"The hidden sage, the god of knowledge."

"The Hidden Sage..." Colin and Lovia chewed on the name, feeling an indescribable mystery and wisdom.

Klein looked around and found that the iconic eyes of the hidden sages did not appear around him, so he temporarily put the matter aside, and took Colin and Lovia to the open space where the survivors of the two cities were placed.

After thinking about it, he gave up the teleportation and chose to walk over step by step to meet them in a human way.

The three of them walked through the magnificent palace and ruins of the Giant King's Court, and saw the gate that was completely changed but still stood.

When he came to the gray-blue door depicting the scene at dusk, Klein first subconsciously extended his hand, then decisively walked to the side, giving Colin the position of the main door.

Colin Iliad was silent for a second, then cast a thankful glance at Klein.

He bent his back, stretched out his hands, and pressed them on both sides of the door.

Then he flexed his muscles and pushed hard.

At this moment, he seemed to see the parents, brothers and children who were killed by himself, saw the generation after generation of Silver City people who were watched by him die or failed to return from the darkness, and saw the dead comrades-in-arms. I saw the saved people in the City of Silver, and the children who were about to live in a bright world where there were no monsters and dangers.

They stood beside him, put their hands on the door at the same time, and pushed the gray-blue door together with him.

A drop of water slid from Colin's face.

A gap appeared, allowing golden sunlight to shine inside.

The gap got bigger and bigger, and a golden sea gradually appeared in the eyes of Lovia and Klein who were holding the skull nervously, and in the eyes of Colin Iliad.

Seeing such a scene, bathed in warm sunshine, the corners of Colin Iliad and Lovia's mouths moved slightly, revealing a smile without the slightest haze and a vague longing.

Light is what it's all about.

That's what it's all about.

Seeing the smiles on their faces, Klein couldn't help but smile.

TBC
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The end of the last chapter is actually because I misplaced my writing. I didn’t pay attention when I posted it. In fact, it should be tomorrow’s content.

Things have come to this point as if nothing happened!
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