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

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The unspeakable gust of wind swept around with the starlight figure as the center, and Trier was directly affected.

In an instant, every door in this city, located in different places and different locations, opened itself at this moment.

"!"

On the Southern Continent, the "Saint of Secrets" Botis who just opened the door on the high ground suddenly felt a chilling aura.

His spiritual perception suddenly shook, causing goosebumps to explode on his back and arms.

However, Audrey didn't feel anything special. She jumped out of the spirit world door lightly, and just stood firmly on the ground. Before she had time to thank Botis, she saw Botis shut the door impatiently and disappeared in front of her.

She was a little confused, a little silent.

But in the end, Audrey didn't waste any time on this saint. She stepped on the stagnant water up to her ankles and ran towards the shelter in the city according to the direction she remembered. Fortunately, she was wearing long pants and leather boots, so the rain wouldn't affect her too much.

The potion that had been prepared in Trier was in his shirt pocket, ready to be taken at any time.

Although the restored capital is far less prosperous than the Northern Continent, it has achieved basic transportation convenience with the help of extraordinary power.After running along the main road for a while, she passed the collapsed hospital and saw that the place where she had worked for several months had become a muddy ruin flooded by rainwater. Thinking of the colleagues and patients who had died in a blink of an eye, Audrey gritted her teeth and forced herself to move on.

Soon, she saw the shelter, a square building that didn't seem to have been attacked.

But just as she was about to approach, the door that was said to be able to isolate spiritual detection under Sequence One suddenly opened by itself!
Bang!

The moment the door was opened, in Backlund, Forsi, who had long been anxious because of Xio's abnormality, was startled by the loud noise.

The doors and windows of her room, the doors and windows of Hugh's room, and even the door of the apartment all opened automatically at the same time, hitting the wall with a loud noise, as if someone behind pushed them hard!
The night's cold wind rushed in, and Forsi's desk was right in front of the window, and the cold wind blew her manuscript paper all over the floor.

"What happened?"

Fors subconsciously stood up from the table. The first thing she thought about was the safety of her friends, and she didn't even care about the scattered papers and pens.But when she trotted across the living room, she found that Xio had just come out of the room and was cleaning up the shattered glass on the floor.

Seeing her companion, Forsi was a little apprehensive.

But after thinking about it, even though Xio changed a little, he never hurt himself.

Worried about her friend and vigilant about not wanting to be found out, Forsi used a small air blowing technique to blow the glass shards on the ground into a paper bag on the side, and asked her friend with [-]% genuine doubts:
"What's going on here? Suddenly there was a strong wind!"

"Hugh, you're not hurt?"

Moreover, my spirituality still seems to have some resonance...

Due to the existence of "full moon ravings" and the fact that Dorian himself did not know a lot of secret knowledge, Fors only felt that the strong wind tonight was strange, not like the style of the Thunder Church, and did not think about the direction of the Abraham family and the "apprentice" path.

"I don't know either." Xio frowned, put another paper bag on the paper bag containing the broken glass, and wrote the words "Beware of Glass Shards" on it, and his tone was also full of confusion, "What happened?"

bang!bang!bang!

In Trier, Backlund, St. Miron and other cities, the changes brought about by the godhood ceremony are still continuing.

At the same time, countless churches and secret organizations noticed that in their sealed rooms, layers of seals began to disintegrate on their own, and the "doors" in the sense of mysticism began to open towards the true God!

River and Sea Church.

Leonard made himself a cup of coffee, and was reviewing the mission report that Kernley and Frye had just submitted today. They had just resolved a small evil spirit in Tingen, and used up a few bottles of essential oils without any casualties.

With the domestic economic downturn and the previous war, many corpses that were too late to restrain themselves were gradually affected by the active Extraordinary factors, breeding some living corpses and evil spirits, and Leonard also had some headaches.

But he, the strongest Sequence 5, couldn't lead the team himself, and had to stay in the church of the Thunder Church for several months. He could only wrong the people of Tingen to continue to accompany these extraordinary events for a while.His "being under house arrest" caused quite dissatisfaction among the people in St. Selena's Church. Frye, who came to "visit the prison" in the afternoon, couldn't help but sign up, asking if Leonard had suffered any persecution in the Thunder Church, and if he needed to report it.

"Huh?" The old man in his mind suddenly made a voice.

Leonard instantly entered the "state of vigilance against Amon", but Amon did not appear. The next moment, in his office, the new-style glass windows that were embedded in the wall and could not be pushed left and right, but could only be pulled up and down, suddenly exploded, and glass shards splashed everywhere.

Leonard was startled. Fortunately, he was far away from that window, and the farthest glass window could not touch his desk.

He immediately stood up, walked over, and found that the glass was indeed shattered, and the fragments reflected his face.

These glasses are quite hard and are said to be bullet-resistant—the River and Sea Church also feels sorry for the long-term house arrest of a bishop without reason, and the hardware and software facilities used in Leonard's office are all new.

Leonard picked up a piece of broken glass and looked out the window with a solemn expression.

There were constant "bang bang bang" sounds outside the window. Under the dim light, the doors and windows opened automatically, forcing the people inside to reach out to close the doors. Not only that, he also heard footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door, and someone shouted "The seal is loose!" and ran.

"What's going on here?" Leonard was puzzled.

The matter in front of him is obviously related to the extraordinary, but there is no trace of Amon.

"Old man, old man!"

"Shh." Pallez lowered his voice and said with unprecedented seriousness, "Get ready."

"Our danger is coming."

"...Aren't we always in danger?" Leonard gritted his teeth and said, "Every attack so far, as long as we are a little negligent, we will be parasitized by Amon... But, you mean that the current vision may make Amon increase his hands on us? What is going on? What does the current situation mean?"

"mean……"

Pallez was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Forget it, I'll let you understand."

"This is the birth of the true god of the 'apprentice' path! And it's not Amon!"

If it was Amon, Amon would have completed his ascension ceremony at the same time and become a dual-path true god—but so far, there is only the vision of "opening the door", and there is no "wrong" appearance!

There is actually someone who can become a god on the three secret paths before Amon!

Recalling the state of Bethel Abraham, Pallez had no choice but to have doubts. He was a little parched, and he rarely felt emotional fluctuations becoming stronger: "I don't know if this 'door' is the one I am familiar with, but the two of them will inevitably have a struggle next..."

In other words, Amon changed from "need Pales' Sequence One" to "urgently need Pales' Sequence One"!
Leonard's expression suddenly became serious, and he tightly grasped the report in his hand.

……

"Klein Moretti" stepped out of the fog of history and came before the monster of knowledge.

After a period of study, Bethel has understood the extraordinary ability of the "Master of Miracles", and can even use it proficiently.After all, he has seen so many fortune tellers, killed old Zaratul, eaten pigs and seen pigs run away.

Bethel looked at the demon of knowledge and frowned:
"what have you done?"

It's just that he still hasn't figured out what the magic is that allows the two of them to exchange souls.

Looking at the 22 pathways, none of them seem to have such extraordinary abilities.

In his eyes, the demon of knowledge, who looked like an ancient elf, smiled and briefly explained to him.

"In the Western Continent, there is a secret technique specially used to take the body of others."

"Evil spirits and spiritual imprints who have lost their bodies will use this method to seize the living person's body and resurrect them. High-ranking people will use this method to let their will occupy soulless corpses or unborn fetuses with special fates, and add 'incarnations' to themselves."

"This is our secret technique - Seize the House."

"Different from possessing, this secret technique will devour the soul of the subject or kill the opponent, but it can completely occupy the opponent's body, mental imprint and extraordinary characteristics... However, there are no extraordinary characteristics in the western continent, so, in your case, this secret technique is limited to be used only between the same path and adjacent paths."

"By the way, your spiritual body still has the pollution of the fallen mother goddess, and it is only restricted in this space. Before Klein returns, I will not let you go. After you return, I will kill you and reshape your spiritual body."

Bethel frowned after listening to these explanations, and asked plainly:

"Then why am I still alive?"

The demon of knowledge looked at him, and said in a tone of indifference:
"Because he wants you to live."

"……Ah."

Bethel lowered his eyes, abruptly showing an indifferent and alienated demeanor on Klein's face.He was noncommittal, and said softly:
"It's naive."

……

Cathedral of Mysteries.

In mid-air, layers of light collapsed and condensed, and the light spheres seeking qualitative change seemed to form a figure made of layers of doors. This figure was dressed in night and starlight, and its shape was always twisting and changing, reflecting different planets and different regions.

Finally, His figure completely solidified and turned into a human male.

His face is three-dimensional and deep, and there are faint stars shining between the long dark hair, revealing an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.Wearing an irregular and gorgeous robe in the style of the Fourth Era, the light of stars and gemstones alternates on the hem of his clothes, which is oppressive when you look closely.

"Ancestors..." Abrahams stared straight at their eyes.

The portraits of the ancestors of the Abraham family have long been lost, and the records related to the ancestors have also been lost in the repeated attacks and escapes.But even though they have never seen or heard many legends and anecdotes, at this moment their heartbeats are accelerating uncontrollably, the blood in their veins seems to be flowing faster, and all their attention is taken away by the figure covered with stars. They can't help but want to get close to each other and feel the resonance of spirituality and blood. All this proves to them that that great being is the ancestor!

The legendary King of Angels, the mysterious Mr. "Gate", Bethel Abraham!
"The Great Gate of Ten Thousand Gates..."

Verdu's glasses were blown off the bridge of his nose by the wind and hung danglingly on his chest, but he didn't want to reach out to grab them at all.

Miracle!miracle!
The Abraham family is saved!
The hearts of the several Abrahams were beating like drums, their eyes reflected each other's light, and they looked at this existence expectantly, but they didn't dare to speak first.

In the next second, "Mr. Door" raised his head, and there was starlight in his dark blue eyes.

Where He was, a ray of light burst out instantly, illuminating the entire world.

……

"This is the power of Mister 'Gate'..."

After understanding the power of the "door" path itself, roaming the spirit world became the least amazing skill.

Klein looked at the back of his hand. He now clearly feels that the stars in the sky and all the "doors" and seals in the world are under his control. As long as he wants to, he can unlock the seals below the true god level in any church at any time!
In the same way, He can also impose a true god-level seal on everything in a single thought.

Not only all the real "doors" and the "doors" in the symbol, but even the "things behind the doors" Klein can influence to a certain extent—possessing a moving speed second only to the speed of light, having the ability to record the same sequence or even a higher sequence, and having the ability to seal the number one in 22 paths—this kind of power is too powerful. At this moment, Klein has never had a deep understanding of what the "Gate of Ten Thousand Doors" and "the key to all mysterious worlds" are!
"No! This is not my power. This is Bethel Abraham's power. This is just a short-term effect brought about by the ritual magic 'Seizing the House'. I have not accommodated the sequence one and uniqueness of this path. I must not confuse my cognition before returning..."

Before leaving the summoning gate, Klein had already noticed several Abrahams waiting outside, and the appearance of one of them fit the image of the "teacher" that Forsi mentioned.

They gazed at themselves with anticipation and awe, but they were not their ancestors.

——For reunion, it is better to let me do it.

Klein suddenly woke up from his strength.Even though there was a constant voice in his heart and head tempting him to accept this identity and completely replace "Bethel Abraham", he still ignored it.

As a "Faceless Man", as a "Puppet Master", he knows that a role is just an identity, and an identity is just acting!
Klein clenched his fists hard, and resealed all the seals that should not be opened that were affected by the spirituality of the ascension ceremony.

Seeing the eyes of Abrahams, he sighed softly in his heart, then opened the door and left without any hesitation, heading straight to the southern continent.

……

Seeing Bethel Abraham leave without giving them a look, several Abrahams looked at each other.

Verdu put on his glasses again, and looked at others in disbelief: "...Did the ancestor just leave?"

A moment of silence.

After a few seconds, there was a cough.After the initial excitement, Dorian had calmed down again. Hearing this, he pressed his chest and felt his heartbeat gradually calming down. He said helplessly:
"The ancestor is the king of angels, a great existence that is only one step away from the gods."

"In his eyes, only demigods, even angels, can be regarded as his descendants. We..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but just glanced over the others with sad eyes, and all the Abrahams fell silent.

That's right, there are only a few Sequence 7s left in the Abraham family. Not only are there no more demigods, but they were also pushed into a trough by the betrayal of the students they trained—how can such a family be worthy of an ancestor at the level of the King of Angels?
I'm afraid not to mention the king of angels, let alone an angel, even a demigod would feel ashamed to find that his descendants are only a few old low-sequences after thousands of years.

"It seems that the method of summoning the ancestors and re-emerging the Abraham family will not work." Dorian said half-jokingly, Verdu, who was firm in this concept just now, couldn't help but push his glasses, and finally said nothing.

Seeing the ancestor leave so neatly, Dorian felt sympathy, but he still looked at the other blood relatives and smiled to cheer them up:
"You don't have to worry too much... the ancestors have returned, and the curse of our bloodline has been resolved. Next, we can let our children take the characteristics normally and advance normally, so that we don't have to be reluctant to start a family because of the curse of the bloodline, and continue the family..."

Hearing this sentence, the expressions of the others were slightly relaxed.

Life still has to go on, and if the ancestors don't want them, then they have nothing to do.

However, the current Abraham family has long since lost the afterglow of their ancestors. Although they are still alive, they still have sealed artifacts at the demigod level and complete potion formulas that have reached the demigod level.After the "full moon raving", their descendants can finally become normal Beyonders.

A clear realization suddenly rose in everyone's heart:
The history of the Abraham family will be rewritten at this moment!
TBC
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Audrey pushed the door and went in, then closed the door forcefully.

After walking a few steps along the steps, she saw a doctor standing vigilantly on the edge of the steps, with a gun in his hand, patrolling with another middle-aged man.

After sweeping away the spiritual power, Audrey found that there were more than 100 people here, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She raised her legs and walked up the steps, but she didn't expect that after the two people above found her, they immediately pointed their guns at her as if they were facing a big enemy, and kept yelling words like "retreat" and "hide" in Dutan language.

"it's me……"

As soon as the words came out, Audrey was startled suddenly, remembering that Letty Orr was dead.

But now, her face of a nobleman from the Northern Continent, as well as this simple but expensive fabric and embroidery clothes, are simply not suitable to appear in the Southern Continent—either an enemy or an enemy.

There was a comforting smile on Audrey's face, she raised her hands, and slowly stepped back.

boom!
The heavy door was closed less than half a meter away from the tip of her nose, and the gunshots and cries behind the door were all isolated.

Audrey paused for a few seconds, then walked slowly, dragging her body that became heavy due to her mood, and ran towards other places.

Along the way, she could always find some people in the ruins, in the corners of collapsed buildings, and in the cellars of residential houses, but she had to give herself a false psychological suggestion of "the appearance of a person from the southern continent", otherwise she would make those children and the injured go mad and shout, or cry and beg for mercy - almost no one would talk to Miss Audrey Hall properly.

After opening the basement of the private house again, and seeing the family of three who had drowned, Audrey's legs became weak, and she finally walked outside and sat down on the steps, letting herself get soaked by the heavy rain.

She turned her head and stared at the three corpses floating on the water, then closed her eyes, stretched out her trembling hands, and took out the potion from her pocket.

Enough is enough.

she thought, tears streaming down her eyes.

It is enough.

Countless light fragments floated in the potion contained in the vial, just like the manifestation of the collective subconscious sea.

Without hesitation, Audrey unscrewed the bottle cap, raised her head and drank the liquid inside.

Unlike in the past where she could experience the potion slipping through her throat and into her stomach, Audrey suddenly became abnormal.

--sad.

She wanted to cry, she wanted to cry, she felt as if she had become everyone who was crying, she couldn't feel her body anymore, and her whole body seemed to be condensed into a mass of thoughts, blending into the illusory sea around her.

This is the first time that she has directly seen the collective subconscious ocean without going through the "island" where dreams and hearts are located. It is like returning to the mother's arms before she was born, and returning to the beginning, the imprint left by the ancestors of human beings. Like the tide, it washes, disintegrates, and influences.

--pain.

This time, negative emotions are almost overflowing.There was fear, madness, and all kinds of terrible spiritual pollution, but Audrey was unable to resist for a while, her consciousness faded, her "figure" shook, and she was about to melt.

However, the nearby "sea area" is not peaceful, and there is a certain degree of ups and downs, rendering strong sadness and pain to the surroundings.

Affected by this, Audrey, whose self-awareness was about to be assimilated by the sea of ​​collective subconscious, also resonated and felt uncontrollable grief.

——unwilling.

Grief passed from one thought to another, and quickly filled the mass of "thoughts" that Audrey "mutated" into, piercing into her spiritual body and soul.

Audrey finally regained consciousness, skillfully comforted herself, kept giving hints, and removed the pollution until she regained her sanity.

——Obviously only a little bit short, you can touch a happy life.

——If the perpetrator is superior, how can everything be changed?How can we make people happy?

She is just a thought, and there are multiple transparent and illusory selves separated, roaming in the ocean of collective subconsciousness, reaching and climbing up the spiritual islands representing different people.

In these "places", she intuitively saw where the grief of different people came from:
From the thunder and heavy rain that fell from the sky, from the moment when the house collapsed, from the family members and relatives who never appeared after being kidnapped, from the children and parents killed by the colonists, from the splash of flesh and blood in front of the eyes, from the sudden fall of the loved one, from the unreasonable war and death, from the sudden divine punishment and destruction...

A tear fell from the corner of Audrey's eye.

As a witness, she was infected by these sorrows and pains.

She just wants to do one thing now.

That is--

Give nightmares to those who destroy happiness and beauty, and give blessings and help to those who pursue happiness and beauty.

TBC
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Good night. (end of this chapter)