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

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Chike, who was hiding on an inconspicuous island to digest the power of the City of Disaster, suddenly heard a strange banging sound coming from behind him.

He turned his head in confusion, only to see that the box he used to store the "Trunsoest Brass Book" was shaking constantly. It looked like the brass book inside suddenly went crazy, trying to escape from the seal of a true god. Escape.

"Someone is calling for the Brass Book."

The Brass Book is unique to the judge, and the original holder has no body left. Chike immediately guessed the culprit that made the activities of the Brass Book suddenly become intense. ——However, the original witch is still a little unsure. The Black Emperor of Loen is indeed alive and has completed the ritual of becoming a god. However, a true god really has the ability to be separated from such a long distance by the uniqueness of the path adjacent to him. Communicate, or even induce the Unique to act a little against the current holder?
It seems that there has never been a precedent before...

Even Solomon, the recognized most powerful "Black Emperor", still has not found the uniqueness of "Judge" from the hands of the Seven Gods.

This had to make the original witch a little suspicious and confused. When did George III have such ability?
If this is the power of the source of matter, then Chike thinks it may make sense, but that's the problem - the original cooperation between the Witch Sect and the Augustus royal family was of course approved by him, so in the memory of the original Witch Among them, George Augustus III is a guy with more than enough ambition and barely enough courage. The most important thing is that he has no trace of contact with the source of matter.

His plan to become a god was successful, but the price was that he had been locked in the mausoleum and has not come out yet.

So what did He rely on as a medium to remotely control the uniqueness of the "Judge" who was sealed by a true God on the other side of the ocean?

Anyway, the original witch didn't think she could make the Red Priest's "uniqueness" listen to her. No, even now she couldn't sense any information about the current status of "0-01" outside of the many seals.

Moreover, 0-01 was contaminated by multiple sources, and the Brass Book was also slightly contaminated by the City of Disaster.

Despite some doubts, the original witch manually strengthened the seal again to slow down the vibration of the box.

After receiving the power given by the "City of Disaster", Chike's extraordinary abilities have been somewhat changed and strengthened, and he can even initially use these harmless contaminations.Therefore, when He tried to let some of the red blood threads on his body crawl onto the suitcase, the violent vibrations immediately stopped, and the "Brass Book of Trunsoest" inside became as quiet as death.

You should use strong methods to deal with sealed objects that have living characteristics. The meat in your mouth still wants to fly away?Chike was very satisfied with the attitude of the Brass Book. Just as he was about to take back his hand, he suddenly felt a powerful force rising into the sky from the north!

Immediately afterwards, a vague voice appeared in his ears:

"My subjects, bow down to the Black Emperor George Augustus!"

"I……"

Chike shook his head and let these sounds disappear in his ears. At the same time, he looked in the direction of the northern continent with a funny look:

"We have had a little interaction with you, and you just classify me as a subject without permission? Haha."

You're not dead at all, so why do you need a national broadcast?If you still broadcast it to me, isn't this just disgusting?He sneered a few times, slapped the suitcase containing the brass book with his hand, then picked it up and left the hidden island. He immediately headed to the plains and deep forests in the central part of the southern continent, and returned to The real core area of ​​the Witch Cult.

"Don't worry, George III. If we cooperate, I will help you keep your uniqueness. When you and the God of Thunder are fighting to the death, I will not forget what you helped me fight for and enter the Abyss of Storms to obtain The only opportunity, haha..."

The original witch had a smile on her face, smiling proudly.

His figure disappeared into the sea, and his long black and red hair flashed in the reflection on the sea.

……

In Loen, when the majestic, majestic, and even terrifying voice sounded in everyone's minds at the same time, most people still didn't understand what happened.

They looked at each other blankly, listening to this strange voice claiming to be their emperor, George Augustus III, who had been declared dead by the Church of Thunder, and asking them to surrender to him and kneel to him.This sudden doubt even temporarily diluted the sadness and despair in their hearts caused by the earthquake just now, causing people's painful expressions to freeze on their faces, with only tears falling down as usual.

"Emperor? George III?"

"His Majesty the Emperor?"

"His Majesty the Emperor is not dead?"

"Why can Your Majesty speak in our ears?... There are no speakers or loudspeakers around here."

The entire Loen, including the former Lunberg, and even some people in Feneport heard this voice that was extremely unfamiliar to them.

"His Majesty the Emperor is back!"

——Those who are excited about this are the members of MI[-], the surviving nobles, and the military.The reason for their joy is self-evident.

"He's back!"

——Thus, those who feel surprised, frightened and even uneasy are the extraordinary people from other countries who believe in other gods.At this moment, they all stopped what they were doing, looked around nervously, and began to think about ways to leave as soon as possible.

The Extraordinaries of Thunder Church basically feel: "?"

Church Extraordinaires can basically find that after the death of the emperor, the Thunder Church took away a lot of power from the royal family and nobles, and they have become accustomed to the feeling of becoming the invisible ruling class of the country.Realizing that George III might want to take back the royal power, they couldn't help but feel a little uneasy - but thinking of the toughness and power of the Lord they believed in, they calmed down and continued to do the things at hand.

Unlike the various performances of extraordinary people, doubts accounted for most of the reactions of ordinary people.They looked at each other blankly, looking around, trying to find the source of the sound, and also wanting to know what His Majesty the Emperor wanted to do when he appeared at this time.

No one responded to their doubts, only these words rang in the ears of the Loen people over and over again, repeated mechanically.

Hiding in the corner, Hvin Rambis got rid of the Beyonders who were chasing him, but was frightened out of his wits by the huge earthquake.He was hiding in the East District, which was not the main target of rescue in the first place, but only got a little light.

He left the half-collapsed tower roughly, wearing his hat and swearing, to rest somewhere.While pulling the collar, Hvin Rambis turned his head and saw a man dressed as a doctor treating the wounded on the ruins, and a large golden retriever dog that didn't look like a search and rescue dog running around. Go and pick up the people who are still alive in the ruins.

"Take in the kindness you have nowhere to spread. You can't get any money to save these poor people. Maybe they just wish they were dead."

Hvin Rambis was in a bad mood now. He had always looked down on these low-level people, and now he was even more unscrupulous in speaking harshly to them.He didn't intend to stand here any longer and give others a chance to refute. After speaking, he pulled up his collar and trotted out of the neighborhood.

The young woman dressed as a doctor held a mirror in her hand, and placed beside her was a delicately crafted and lovely blond-haired doll.She paid attention to Hvin Rambis's escape route from the reflection in the mirror, and at the same time, an ordinary face from the Northern Continent was reflected in the mirror.She had just finished providing psychological treatment to an injured person, and after she had slightly soothed the person's physical pain and allowed her to take a peaceful nap, the golden retriever dog also ran back.

The big golden retriever gave me a few looks.

Audrey understood: "It seems they agreed to your visit and proposal."

The big golden retriever looked around, took the initiative to rub into Audrey's arms, and used intimate interactions to hide his speech movements: "Those nobles are still a little distrustful... They want to know why my identity comes from Fenebaud." , but it allowed them to escape to Intis. I lied to them, I said that Intis now has a small population and a large amount of vacant land, and they can easily obtain fiefs and titles. "

Audrey stroked Susie's head and ears and leaned against her. "You have no problem doing this. If we want to continue helping others, we need a lot of money. ...Have you met your parents?"

Susie licked Audrey's face hard, trying to bring a smile to the expressionless face.

"I've seen it." Susie pulled Audrey's clothes and said in a low voice, "Their mansion has been protected by special Beyonders. They are fine. They were just injured on the way to the open area."

The hand touching Susie paused, and Audrey let out a sigh.

"Yes, the Hall family has two hands of Beyonder bodyguards."

"Although I don't know what will happen in the future, based on my impression of Intis now, if such a disaster happens in Intis, the Extraordinaries will not gather together to protect the nobles and wealthy businessmen, but will choose Head to the civilian area as soon as possible..." As she said that, Audrey shook her head and said with a wry smile, "It's also because the wealthy businessmen and former nobles of Intis are extraordinary people themselves, and there seems to be nothing wrong with this."

"By the way Susie, did you hear the voice of Emperor George III?"

Susie nodded.

"...Intelligent animals also count. Doesn't that mean that living sealed objects also count as nationals?" Audrey stopped touching Susie, pushed her forward, and stood up as well, looking into the distance. The ever-standing "Bell of Order".

"This is the power of the gods. We must rely on them to survive, and we have no power to resist them."

She closed her eyes, and the vague figure of Mr. Fool appeared in her mind. She recalled the holy emblem of the goddess of the night that she believed in, thought of the revelation given to her by God, thought of George III's speech to the nation, and in his " After a long silence, she reached out and patted Susie on the head, showing a maturity and helplessness that was far beyond what a 19-year-old should have.

“It seems that the only thing we can do against God in this world is not believe in Him.”

“I want to spread God’s name to more people, just because He seems to be the most worthy god to believe in.”

"It turns out we don't have a choice from birth, Susie,"

Susie didn't know what to say, so she could only rub Audrey's leg hard.

"Praise...His Majesty the Emperor..."

Audrey turned her head sharply. She couldn't believe what she heard. The patient who was crying just now and finally accepted her comfort was actually whispering the emperor's words in a light sleep, exhausted both physically and mentally. name.

Audrey knelt down to check the situation and found that the other party's mental state was normal and his mood was stable, but he seemed to be affected by something and was actually praying to the emperor.And she soon discovered that this patient was not the only one praying to the emperor. People around her were murmuring something - as the words were repeated over and over again, people unconsciously began to chant the emperor's prayers along with the voices in their minds. name.

These words seem to have magic power, causing more and more people to whisper silently, with some expectation that they cannot explain.

Unknowingly, people begin to seek new spiritual sustenance in this extremely depressing environment.

"...We must go to Hedrak Village immediately." Audrey was keenly aware of the coming crisis.

She raised her head, and with her demigod eyes, she vaguely saw that there seemed to be a black surge in the sky of Backlund, spreading throughout her field of vision.

……

Unlike the relatively peaceful ground, the star realm has been almost shaken.

When the accumulated dissatisfaction reached a certain level, even if the gains were limited no matter how you looked at it, both parties still fiercely and enthusiastically used their authority and strength to greet each other, and even sincerely and kindly invited the other party to sit in the River of Eternal Darkness.

The sky of the astral realm appears to be crumbling under the collision of two or more gods, but as long as someone feels that it cannot be broken now, no matter how shaky the astral realm is, it can sustain it until the day when it is allowed to get off work.The new star in the sky that had just risen due to the birth of the "God of Destiny" was now covered by dense dark clouds. Like all the stars in the sky, it was driven into the distance as if to avoid it.

However, the God of Destiny did not pay attention to the battlefield here.

What symbolizes Him is no longer just a river, but a circle-like path of the river of destiny.

Of course, even if the Black Emperor and the Tyrant both died on the roadside, with their characteristics piled up in front of his eyes, Ourolius would not give them a second glance.As soon as he became a god, he couldn't wait to rush towards the direction of the southern continent.His purpose is clear, that is, he is trying to get in touch with Bansi Island, which is still trapped in the land of Balam, in the gap between the incarnation of the River of Eternal Darkness and the demon he is not familiar with.

But he doesn't have this chance yet. The south of the southern continent has been covered by black clouds that isolate everything. Even the indescribable filthy words inside can't be heard clearly.

Ourolius wandered along the coast, waiting for an opportunity.

In the star realm, there is only one way for the Son of Chaos to look a little embarrassed under the dual offensive of the Omniscient Eye and Thunderstorm, but only slightly.The Son of Chaos resisted the God of Thunder's attacks with ease, and "twisting" and "bribery" could make Leodro taste the pain caused by his own power from time to time.

The Son of Chaos found the location of the uniqueness of his "Judge", and then realized with almost annoyance that his uniqueness was contaminated!Contaminated by that hateful "City of Disaster"!
As long as the country of disorder is not around, he cannot recall this sequence one rashly!

Damn this city of disaster, what are the benefits of polluting it?Not at all, just an extremely boring and provocative act!

From the most practical point of view, the Sons of Chaos should fight directly on the ground, using Runes as weapons, or even just holding the millions of anchors hostage. Then the God of Thunder must think carefully about it no matter how overbearing and tough he is.However, Wei Mi also said that he should continue to manage Loen. The implication of course is that he does not want him to cause too much damage - plus the current Loen people need a certain amount of time to reawaken their faith and fanaticism in the emperor. , the Son of Chaos had to temporarily enter the star realm and deal with the God of Thunder.

"Huh, there's nothing to worry about."

"He has not come into contact with the 'Sea of ​​Chaos', so he will certainly not be willing to put himself in danger of losing control...Things like acquired gods always have various weaknesses, and this is their biggest weakness."

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Leonard and Anderson hid high on the mountain, helpless as they watched the utopia at the foot of the mountain gradually turn into a sea of ​​flames.

"...Are you going to save people?" Anderson tentatively asked Leonard, "You look like you are from the church. Are you the bishop or senior deacon of the Church of the Fool?"

Leonard wiped his nose and thought of his red gloves:

"Not yet."

"That's what it will be like in the future?"

"Perhaps." Leonard said, "The situation in this city is very complicated... I am not capable enough, so it is best not to rush in rashly."

At this moment, they suddenly heard a sigh in their ears.