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

Chapter 517

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Seeing the "self" with half-closed eyes, the god of death immediately became alert.

There is no doubt that this is the power of "Half Fool"!Antigonus was controlled by the Heavenly Mother in his dreams, and it was not surprising that he projected the other party's power and influence over him.

Antigonus can't really wake up - other candidates for the mysterious three paths still have a chance to compete for the position, but Antigonus has already run in too much with the will of Tianzun because the promotion period is too early.He cannot wake up, this is the consensus of all the gods on the earth, even the demon of knowledge from the western continent, and the two outer gods all obeyed this unspoken rule.

What the God of Death wants to test is just how much Antigonus' power the Heavenly Mother can use.

When that false self approached, Reaper found that the side of the other party was actually a thin layer—it was obviously not a historical projection, and he didn't even bother to keep the image of the secret puppet, it was just a moving piece of paper.

"It seems that his influence on Antigonus is limited..."

Is this a smoke bomb to attract my attention?Salinger looked around, wary of another attack from the Evernight Goddess, but nothing happened, as if the opponent had completely melted into the darkness.

Speaking of which, the top of this path is also "darkness" rather than night.

The false self is approaching step by step, and of course the god of death will not let this thing get close.He stepped back a little, and tentatively controlled the pale flame to float over.He took all precautions, but he didn't want the piece of flesh and blood to burn violently as soon as it touched the flames, turning into a white torch that illuminated the darkness, and then turned into ashes, and nothing happened.

Facing the scattered ashes, the god of death fell into confusion.

"...There is no trace of the 'Half Fool' at all, this should be just a simple temptation.

"...Perhaps his purpose is to keep my spirit trapped in a dream, and then find a way to influence Antigonus to continue to use 'Secret Puppet' on me in reality? But, does he have this ability?"

The Grim Reaper analyzed briefly for a moment, thinking that it would be better to get rid of this heavy dream as soon as possible and return to the battlefield where he directly fought against the Mother of Heaven.

The most powerful enemy in this dream is the nightmare created by the Heavenly Mother, "Wolf King Freguera". He can imagine the most powerful moment of the other party, but because his own sequence is not enough, he cannot imagine the king beyond the angels. the power of the ancient gods.Salinger, who was dragged into the nightmare, was indeed injured by the opponent's attack, but he also successfully used his extraordinary ability to temporarily restrain the opponent.

Trapping an existence of the same strength as oneself requires a lot of spiritual power and spiritual power. The god of death guessed that in a short while, the mother of heaven will not be able to maintain this dream.

At this moment, Salinger's gaze was suddenly attracted to the bottom.

After the false god of death was burned, some ashes fell to the ground and did not disappear.At this moment, those ashes gathered together, raised and shaped, and turned into a fancy-dressed and asymmetrical human figure.

The eyes of the humanoid creature are closed, the hem of the clothes at the back seems to be propped up by something, there seems to be something extra on both sides of the top hat on the head, and its lower limbs are bent backward like a beast.

The humanoid creature's eyes were half-closed, and its footsteps were a little unsteady, but it took off the exaggerated top hat on its head as soon as it appeared, and flocks of exaggeratedly large white pigeons rushed out of the small hat tube , almost obscuring Death's entire vision.

"Antigonus!"

There was some uneasiness in Salinger's growl.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the flocks of white pigeons rushing towards his face had no heads, only a smooth and bright red circular cross-section on the neck, but sharp teeth were spread out on the chest and abdomen, and rotten intestines were hung.

If it were a different person, they might be really scared by Antigonus' subconscious magic show of the "Crafting Mage", but Salinger, who manipulated the dead, undead, rotting, and living corpses, was not attracted to it at all. , He created far more terrifying things than Antigonus had ever seen.The light in His eyes flickered slightly, and a wall of flames appeared in front of him, and the headless flock of white pigeons were all burned like moths to a flame.

Salinger was vigilant against what was suspected to be the subconscious manifestation of Antigonus, and the huge snake tail swept across, smashing the humanoid creature dressed as a fourth-era magician in an instant.

The flesh and blood of the humanoid creature splattered, and another Antigonus of the same size was born from the flesh and blood.

"...here you...make a magic trick."

His eyes were half-closed, as if he hadn't woken up from a dream.

But the actions of these countless Antigonus were not affected. Some of them collapsed into flesh and blood whirlpools and climbed onto Salinger's snake tail and wings, and some turned other Antigonus into marionettes, and some of them turned into secret puppets. Merge them together to form a weird and terrifying huge doll. The doll has no attack power, and it will explode as soon as it is attacked by Salinger. It is useless but fully disgusting to the opponent.But more hands reached out and grabbed again and again in this dream, and re-grasped the real "King of Demon Wolf" through Mother of Heaven's conception.

Seeing the giant wolf with blood clotted on its black mane reappear, Salinger almost felt angry.

When he met the wolf's eyes, he saw the sickle lying on his neck.

……

Bethel tasted the junk food of the old era, and waited for the messy game consoles in front of him, the mobile phone and the food history projection in his stomach to disappear, but he was still here, and the demon of knowledge was still standing here , There is no sign of ending the ceremony at all.

He frowned and turned to ask the demon of knowledge:
"Why hasn't that junior come back?"

"You contacted me, let him exchange bodies with me so quickly instead of killing me, and took away all my strength to the maximum. There should be an emergency. Then what happened? He used my The power has not been resolved for so long?"

While maintaining the connection with the earth and receiving the latest information, the demon of knowledge spoke while thinking:
"Do something that will be attacked by the dual-channel true god."

"He is preventing the God of Thunder from attacking innocent people, so he is being hunted down by the God of Thunder now..."

A few codes flashed in the eyes of the demon of knowledge, and he said in a way that Bethel could understand but didn't understand:
"The user, Klein Moretti, has been disconnected from the body by 46%, and the current available power does not exceed 80%."

Bethel frowned even tighter:
"In other words, he is very dangerous now, and I can't even use [-]% of my power? As an investor, you actually let him do such a dangerous thing. There should be a limit to his experience and performance. If he dies now, I will also take my Sequence One and Uniqueness to die in the hands of that dual-path True God, what can you gain from His death?"

The demon of knowledge withdrew his eyes, looked at Bethel with a meaningful look, and the corners of his mouth even slightly raised:

"I didn't give him much help... Letting you swap bodies is just a piece of cake for me. It's because you don't know the existence of this secret technique that I was able to do it so quickly."

"In addition, if Amon and Klein are both dead, it would be a good thing for me... Amon is hiding in Origin Castle, and I have no stable intersection with him, and there cannot be a mystical connection. Originally It's hard to find his place... But, if he dies, the God of Thunder will definitely bring out his uniqueness and sequence, and put him in his treasury, or in the kingdom of God, and it's the same for Klein Same."

The king of angels and true gods who can run are hard to catch, but the extraordinary characteristic is dead, and the demon of knowledge can wait for the god of thunder and thunder to gather all the things needed to become a god in two of the three paths of mystery, and then start from thunder snatched from the hands of God.

"What do you think my attitude is?"

And the chosen heir is nothing more than a container.

When He said these words, Bethel Abraham had a long-lost feeling of familiarity.

He is too familiar with this feeling, the game between high sequences, not treating the enemy and other people as life, but as a prop, some bait, some chips, and the feeling of extraordinary characteristics of walking.

In the Fourth Epoch, no matter how sympathetic they are to their adjacent pathways, they will only kill each other thoroughly with respect and love, and even destroy their bones and ashes, annihilating all resurrected hands.

Those intrigues and the tenderness and tenderness that were performed became important elements of the Fourth Epoch like air, so much so that Bethel, after killing Klein, found that the other party still wanted to keep him. One life is an incredible thing.

Even, these behaviors of the demon of knowledge are not calculations, but the simplest exchange of interests, exchange of chips, and measurement of gains and losses.

——The demon of knowledge is obviously from the Western Continent, but like those seemingly incompatible nobles in the Fourth Epoch, they hide calculations under the surface warmth.That softly contoured face with the facial features of an ancient elf always had a gentle smile like an elder, and was as patient as ever.When He talked about Klein's life and death being unimportant, it was in the same tone as when he first helped Klein take Bethel's body.This is part of his personality, or, this is the true face of this "god of knowledge, sage mentor", ruthless and resourceful.

"Therefore, I have never offered an olive branch to Pales Zarathustra, because I will not protect him, and I will even use him to fish out Amon who is hiding in Origin Castle... I definitely want to do this Do."

Having said that, the demon of knowledge pointed to his eyes:
"This is my prophecy, and now it has come true. I have no grievances with Pales. He is not the six gods of the past, but he is one of the most powerful gods now. But he didn't come to me. It should also be felt from spiritual intuition. My attitude will bring him possible danger."

Bethel was silent for a moment, and changed his sitting position.

He leaned on the back of the historical projection chair he took out, looking leisurely and calm, with his legs crossed and his arms pressed against the armrests.

The Grand Duke of the Fourth Epoch, who was used to dealing with stratagems, couldn't help expressing some praise for the idea of ​​the monster of knowledge:
"You are right. Before you summoned me, I also saw the starlight covering the entire Northern Continent on Earth."

"Thinking about it now, that should be your masterpiece and performance. Not only did you put Klein into your camp and let him have a position, but you also acted like you cared about Klein Moretti... everything Everyone thought you wouldn't just sit back and watch him die, including me."

Looking at the other person's face, Bethel suddenly wanted to laugh, and there was an unspeakable emotion and impulse in his heart.

Bethel knew what the essence of the demon of knowledge was, and he already knew it clearly when they communicated in private.

He couldn't help thinking that human beings worship these source qualities and Extraordinary characteristics, and add their own prayers and hopes to them, hoping that these beings can make the world and themselves better, and hope that these things can make their wishes come true— ——After long prayers, human beings personally covered these special existences with layers of human skin, causing them to have the appearance of human beings, understand human desires, understand human hearts and emotions——to At this time, when facing these gods who seem human but not human, should human beings laugh arrogantly and proudly:

"God's personality is our creation!"

"The image and will of the gods are changed according to our cognition! We are the group that should be valued by the gods!"

Or do you fall on your knees in fear, weeping and begging for an answer?
Bethel doesn't know the answers of other people, he only knows his own thoughts... He will not be the kind of fool who is blindly arrogant and thinks that he can influence the gods, nor is he a waste who will blindly kneel and kowtow, because he To be one of them, to be a collaborator of the gods, to be a god.

The confidence of "non-believers" is that they have the ability to become gods.

God cannot make him fear, nor can he make him submit.

and so……

Bethel smiled slightly, and he began to find things interesting. He felt that this was the world he was most familiar with, so much so that he used Klein's harmless and soft face to make a villain-like expression.

Serious and simple young people like Klein are, after all, one of the few in this world, a white spot on the background of chaos and madness.If He hadn't been a minority, Bethel wouldn't have been so impressive.

He looked into the eyes of the demon of knowledge and easily found the answer.

"If Klein and Amon are both dead, their Extraordinary characteristics will be taken away by the God of Thunder..."

"Then I am the future secret you will invest in. With an existence like yours, there must be ways for me to complete the ritual of becoming a god."

The Demon of Knowledge smiled. He also likes to talk to smart people. Talking to smart people who know how to judge the situation is one of the joys of the God of Knowledge. It’s not that Klein Moretti is embarrassed, but He never I have been a person before, but I have never thought about being a person. I can't understand the reason why the other party shrinks and hesitates because of some unimportant things.

"Aren't you afraid that I will treat you like I did to Klein?"

Bethel didn't take it seriously, and even did it with ease:

"You have no other choice."

"And you didn't really die, did you? That demon, didn't you just let him attract the attention of the God of Thunder? In my opinion, your behavior is more like a test, but The difficulty of this test depends on your thoughts... Although this test is weird from the beginning to the end, your behavior conforms to a certain logic, and I will not fail in this kind of thing."

"I like your self-confidence." The demon of knowledge said, "So what do you want to do after talking so much?"

"kill me."

Bethel smiled: "I mean, use your best method to erase Klein Moretti's body and my soul, and then reshape it on Earth."

"Why did you suddenly decide to go back to Earth?" the demon of knowledge asked, "I remember you are very taboo about me touching your soul."

"I think it's a show of sincerity."

Bethel spoke calmly, and he had already figured out many things: "Even if Klein and Amon are dead, I still need your hand to return to Earth. Since our cooperation is inevitable, I don't have to Sloppy here."

Until now, the demon of knowledge has still made certain promises to his future, and he has already fallen into the other party's control and calculations, so Bethel thinks that there is no need for him to worry about gains and losses anymore, so it is better to be more direct. Get back your own power as soon as possible, and turn this unilateral control into a cooperation between the two gods as soon as possible.

He is not an inflexible person. On the contrary, Bethel is also very good at judging the situation and choosing the most suitable camp and allies.

But this reason seems not enough to convince the demon of knowledge, Bethel was silent for two seconds, and gave a second reason:

"Moreover, before I became the king of angels, no god could keep up with me and put me in crisis."

"Even if it is exile, there is still a part of my willingness."

He calculated the time, calculated the time from when Klein Moretti borrowed his body and strength to the present, and thought of the string of data that the demon of knowledge said just now, a trace of anger could not help but appear in his tone:
"Became a god, it is absolutely impossible for me to be attacked to the point of losing control of my body."

"But this junior has never been an 'apprentice' for even a minute! He is using my face now! Let him be beaten like a street mouse by the God of Thunder like this, and my reputation will be ruined! "

TBC
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Klein sneezed.

Amon struggled to escape the fog of history, but the power infiltrated by the other party was still not completely exhausted.

(End of this chapter)