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

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Human beings are so fragile. Klein had such an idea out of nowhere.

The sight of the Northern Continent made him feel sympathetic, but also uncontrollably contemptuous. Mortals are very fragile creatures. A little force will kill them. A little impact on the real world will cause countless people to become displaced and lose their lives. They are so small and weak, even the most inferior secret puppets in Utopia are stronger than humans.

The moment this idea appeared, Klein suddenly felt that something was wrong with his attitude. Of course he can make such emotion, but he should not condescendingly define human beings as an extraordinary person and as a person close to a true god.

"I am a human being myself, and I shouldn't think like this. I can lament, but not despise."

"I should think about how I can help them."

"After all, the war between the gods has nothing to do with them, but their families were destroyed because of it..."

It is inevitable to lament the fragility of human beings. Tragedies have already occurred and seem irreversible. On the other hand, Klein always feels very uncomfortable when he sees the humans grieving over the deaths of their relatives and friends. Such things always happened in front of him from time to time. Even the "Miracle Master" could not give everyone the miracle of resurrection.

Miracles can't do anything. They may be able to restore those destroyed cities and cure their physical defects and diseases, but they cannot make the pain in people's hearts disappear. If they simply and crudely erase the memories of others, they will only be able to heal their physical defects and diseases. Will cause more damage.

However, it is not completely impossible.

Thinking of this, Klein moved his fingers. He wanted to turn all the dead people into his marionettes.

As long as they become marionettes, they can stay with their family and friends forever. Of course, this may not be enough, because the marionette has become immortal in his hands, and the living people are still suffering from birth, old age, illness and death, and they can no longer continue their happy lives and stories, so the best option should be for everyone to become My own marionette.

This should be the most perfect solution. In this way, there will be no more sorrow and pain, and no more illness. Even if you are fatally injured, even if your head rolls off, you can still repair it as before and return to the people you value again.

The world will become extremely beautiful, at least where Klein can see it, there will be no wars and famines, there will no longer be classes and oppression, and everything will be fair and just. In short, this world will become a true "Utopia". A city is indeed too small, and ten or twenty thousand marionettes are far from enough. Klein hopes that people will perform their duties and there will be quarrels between each other, but in the end the problem can be resolved. Everyone is reasonable and understanding. Under the watchful eye of the Lord of Mysteries, they will live forever and welcome outside guests forever.

Everyone will be happy, happy, and full of hope for tomorrow.

This is a kingdom that can be created without recognizing God or relying on His power.

……

The sun seems to be in the deep gray sea water.

The first verse of the Bible immediately appeared in Audrey's mind. The scene in front of her was somewhat similar to the Book of Genesis, but it had a completely different symbolic meaning.

Is it before sunrise? Will there be any changes here after the sun comes out?
The symbol of the sun is God. Is there a deeper meaning that He is paying attention to here?

Well, the dragon corresponds to the soul and realm, the "audience" path. According to what Mr. Hermes told me, and the current honorary name, it can be seen that he has not reclaimed the "audience"... Audrey looked around, Prepare to go around the cliff to find other scenes. At this moment, she inadvertently looked back and found that the old castle hidden in the darkness seemed to become a little brighter, and a door opened in the corner.

The slightly dark corridor immediately came into view.

This is even more true in the corridor - there are no gas wall lamps, and the walls are inlaid with candlesticks made of silver or copper, with varying numbers of candles placed on them, emitting a dim and dim light. The entire corridor was dimly lit, giving people the feeling that it could be haunted at any time. In addition, Audrey could vaguely see closed doors on both sides of the corridor. There seemed to be something hidden behind them, something that gave her a strong desire to explore.

The classical doors with reliefs looked particularly mysterious under the dim candlelight, making people want to know what was hidden behind them.

As her thoughts raced, Audrey suddenly understood what they represented in the dream.

This is the door to the soul, and behind every door is someone’s spiritual world.

The door to the soul that appeared in the dream of a high-sequence powerful person... Audrey suddenly felt a bad feeling in her heart. She now knew that the audience's Sequence 3 "Dream Weaver" could weave different personalities. Existence, who knows whether this is the dream of human beings or the dreams of those personalities that exist alone?
After going through so many things, she became more and more aware of a truth:
Demigods in the spiritual realm must know how to restrain themselves and respect others.

Under the premise of being able to read other people's true thoughts from body language, facial expressions, and emotional fluctuations, if you are not satisfied and greedily explore the hearts of others, digging out privacy and secrets, you may eventually come back to yourself.

This is a very simple truth: everyone has more or less dark and bad thoughts, but they control them well and do not let them affect their behavior. In this case, the spiritual realm If a demigod continues to insist on digging out these thoughts and digging out the ugly parts under the mask, he will be very easily disappointed in human nature, infected by various negative consciousnesses, and gradually become crazy without realizing it.

This is one of the reasons why "audiences" can soothe themselves and treat corresponding psychological problems, but they are still prone to perversion or madness.

Therefore, the code of conduct Audrey set for herself was to only observe and "mind-read" acquaintances, and try not to fall into dreams. There was no restriction on dreaming for strangers, and she would not enter everyone's inner world unless necessary.

Slowly looking away, Audrey closed her eyes to prevent herself from being affected.

In addition, the structure of this castle was very weird, making it impossible for Audrey to recognize the architectural features of any era. However, she did not know much about this aspect and was not sure whether her judgment was correct. However, she could tell that this castle had a deep connection with the dragon. Its style was very rough and simple, with a large number of dragon-like patterns. When she got closer, she discovered that there were many strange designs.

From a distance, it looked like just a castle. The closer Audrey got, the more shocked she was. The castle kept getting bigger, taller, and wider. The steps that looked normal at first glance turned out to be different every time. They are even higher than her!
The two-meter-high rectangular stone is obviously not a step for humans to walk on. It can be used as a brick to build a tomb for the "god of death".

This dream... Audrey glanced around and her expression became a little serious.

This height is not for humans, so it should be for giant dragons. Those who can enter this castle must be giant dragons, but Audrey is not sure that it is safe for her to reveal the form of a mythical creature in such a dream. The mind and dreams are the most fragile places. Once this is a trap, and the owner of the dream gives himself a bad psychological hint, he may lose control and die on the spot.

As thoughts ran through her mind, Audrey decided to back off for now. Her mission was only to investigate. If there were unknown dangers ahead for her, she should evacuate as soon as possible and let Hermes come to see them in person.

Audrey followed her spiritual intuition and stepped back step by step.

A terrible thing happened. After approaching the castle, Audrey remained on high alert and silently counted her steps. However, she kept counting until the number of steps she took back exceeded the number of steps she took forward, but she was still right in front of this weird castle. The castle was still so tall and towering, with no sign of getting smaller or farther away at all!

But looking back, the cliff with the vast gray ocean became extremely distant, almost blending into the horizon.

The opponent's power was much stronger than hers. Faced with the "invitation" or "threat" from the dream owner, Audrey frowned. She tried to wake herself up from the dream, but unexpectedly failed.

This means she must go in.

……

The cauldron in which the herbs were boiled was emitting smoke, and a large amount of hypnotic gas emerged from the cauldron along with white steam, as if dry ice had been put into water. The scene was described in the picture book. The wizard and the potion are exactly the same.

Emlyn was guarding his cauldron. He sat on the small bench, holding his chin and looking at the surrounding situation.

The clergy of the Church of the Mother Earth are still busy. They took the corresponding potion to resist the hypnotic effect. However, the rescued civilians were all put to sleep by the special potion. In the ruins and remaining buildings except the church Apart from the footsteps of people coming and going, the friction of clothes, and sparse exchanges, there was no movement.

"Archbishop White, has the Mother Goddess sent an oracle?"

From time to time, a passing senior deacon or bishop would come over and ask in a low voice. Emlyn waved his hand and drove the other person back to work.

Compared to a temporary hospital, this place now looks more like an open-air morgue.

Emlyn shook his head vigorously to shake off this bad idea. They could only do this in order to prevent the people from frantically praying and kneeling to the "Emperor" and even causing chaos. I heard that such a situation had not happened in Fenebote, so I, the "favored one", immediately reported what happened, but the Mother Goddess has not given an answer until now.

"Mother Goddess..." Emlyn prayed to the Mother Goddess of the Earth in his heart. Even though he had no empathy for humans, he still felt sad.

The most important thing is that he doesn't know how to treat these patients who suddenly go crazy. They have mental problems. Even he, the "Witch King", is helpless to deal with this kind of problem - it's like being "charmed" by an evil god. Fanatic fanaticism later, but this situation often occurs when "a large number of extraordinary people of the same path gain joy through the same sacrificial act", or when the gods of this path give mental pollution and brainwashing from top to bottom, but they collapse before their eyes. Most of the people are ordinary people, not even extraordinary ones.

The same problem has been reported in the counties of Lemberg and Segar, but people in Fenneport have not yet been affected.

The only consensus they have is that they are all Loen people, or in other words, they are all people living in Loen.

The bishop of the Earth Church also dared to come, but Emlyn and the demigods of the Earth Church could not detect the mental impact caused by "charm". There are no traces of contamination, brainwashing, being under the influence of drugs, or participating in group fanatic activities... After the causes were eliminated one by one, there was only one, the most incredible reason left:
At the same time, everyone had a fanatical belief in the emperor from the bottom of their hearts and very naturally.

"...What should I do?"

There is only one ending for this kind of cultist whose spirit has been extremely polluted - Emlyn was really panicked at this moment. He is a vampire, and human beings have nothing to do with him, but such a huge number made him feel chills down his spine. , The rabbit dies and the fox is sad.

At this time, his last hope was that the Earth Mother Goddess could give him an answer.

Now we can only place our hope in the gods. The gods can definitely cure these people.

However, even gods are sometimes powerless. When people pray to gods on the earth, gods are also fighting hard for their own lives.

Lilith heard the prayers of the believers, but she had no time to care.

In the current battle, even the slightest distraction will lead to one's own defeat. In addition, the collective rebellion of believers mainly occurred in Loen rather than Feneport, and his anchor was still intact. Lilith temporarily turned a deaf ear to the prayers of believers for various reasons and devoted herself to helping.

The "pacification" effect of the potion is far less direct than that of the "audience", but after Lilith arrived, with the help of her potion, Leodro's mental state obviously recovered.

Although it can't be said to be very good, at least it doesn't look like it could lose control at any moment like it did just now.

His arrival complicates the symbols already present in the astral world, with the appearance of earth and endless forests. As the earth trembled and the mountains shook, the waves found support and unleashed their power against the earth. The ears of wheat and plants grew as fast as the distortion. With the help of Leodro's anchor and her excellent condition, Lilith was able to forcefully hold back the Son of Chaos who was also a single-channel true god on the opposite side.

There is no air in the star realm, but the breath of water is everywhere. There is a brass-colored eye in the middle of the sky. The actions of all the gods except the Hidden Sage are under its gaze. The smell of sea water is everywhere, and the surging waves block the opposite side again and again. attack.

Gods who cherish life will always work harder between life and death, so compared to the two incarnations of the essence opposite, they are quite bulky.

The Black Emperor stood in the center of the huge pit. Countless plants tried to weave a large network on the edge of the pit, but the growth path of the plants was always distorted and they could not move forward according to the wishes of the Mother Earth. The Son of Chaos was not surprised by their power, he even found it interesting, because he had not seen a life-and-death fight in a long time without the need to devour each other.

The Sons of Chaos feel a little bored, because anyone who knows that the powerful enemy may die soon will probably not be able to muster the energy to seriously fight against it.

"This is the fatal flaw you are born with."

The son of Chaos mocked the Mother Earth and the God of Thunder, and the distorted space carried his voice far and loud. Lilith, who was born a mythical creature, said nothing, but the God of Thunder glanced at him and continued to fight with the Hidden Sage.

Compared with Leodro, the battle of the Hidden Sage is more like a kind of trial, even learning.

He is using the battle with Leodro to quickly master and explore more uses of the pathways he has, and he is constantly "learning" some little magic from the other party that can be used to create "mysterious recurrences". He cannot possess the "Civilization Scroll", but can use other simple props, but Leodro obviously does not have such leisurely leisure. He does not hold back at all when dealing with the unique activated god. He steps on the waves and leaps high, holding the trident in his hand. Wrapped with countless lightnings, it caught the brass eye and shot out a ray, stabbing the Hidden Sage with overwhelming momentum!
The Hidden Sage's eyes instantly locked on the trident in Leodro's hand. Although the sound was terrifying, it could also be analyzed as simple "divinity" in the eyes of gods who have mastered the power of "essence" and "matter". + "Thunder and lightning".

The Hidden Sage stretched out his hand and aimed at the oncoming trident. In an instant, Leodro felt that he was stabbed by an invisible barrier. Before he could enter, his divinity and lightning were separated. The lightning was dismantled into simpler substances in the blink of an eye, and was directly transmitted to the surrounding space. By the time they arrived in front of the Hidden Sage, the power above had been almost completely eliminated!

But in the end, the trident hit the Hidden Sage with the "Weakness Analysis" of the "White Tower".

In an instant, half of the god's body exploded, revealing the metal structure under the human skin and a mystical data core.

If you can hit, you have a chance. The hidden sage's remaining eye suddenly looked at Leodro, and in an instant, a huge amount of information was transmitted - "knowledge infusion"! However, Leodro, who possesses "omniscience", is not afraid of such skills. He easily accepted all this knowledge and even aimed at the core of mysticism in the center to prepare to continue attacking. But at this moment, he suddenly felt There was something wrong with the information being transmitted. The crazy influx of information and data brought an ancient atmosphere and the distant sound of wind in the wilderness.

“This is data related to the ‘Wildness of Knowledge’!”

Leodro was shocked. He could not interrupt the other party's data transmission, but the transmitted "virus data" had quickly built half a model of the knowledge wilderness in his knowledge base.

What would happen if the model was fully built? Leodro didn't know and didn't want to know. He immediately threw the trident in his hand hard and hit the opponent's face. He smashed the Hidden Sage's head and forcibly transferred it. The other person’s sight.

However, for a "data" god, it is unclear whether the body is a shackle or a protection. After the body was damaged, the hidden sage lost his body as if melting in the wind, and turned into a flow of data to construct a "mysterious science" in the star world. tree" symbol. Leodro felt a little tricky. His target was the "Adam" in the opponent's hands, or the uniqueness and sequence one of the "audience".

But at present, it seems that he has not forced the other party to the point where he needs to use "Adam" to fight him.

Just at this moment, Lilith was also forced back by the Son of Chaos. Leodro and Lilith looked at each other cryptically. The waves and the towering trees like huge arrows turned around at the same time and rushed towards the Hidden Sage!
The Son of Chaos did not intend to go up to help immediately. At this moment, he saw Leodro's free hand suddenly grasping it hard in the air.

In an instant, the smell of war and gunpowder smoke rose into the sky!

TBC
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An apprentice from the Mother Earth Church knelt down at the child's plea and opened the eyelids of the patient at his feet. Seeing that the patient's pupils had dilated and his heartbeat had stopped, he could only shake his head regretfully and looked at the young man next to the patient. The child said:

"Feel sorry."

After that, he stood up decisively, lowered his head and left here as if to escape, leaving only the child holding his mother's mutilated body and crying after a brief daze. After a while, the apprentice came back. He stuffed half a piece of bread into the child's hand, and then told him to stop crying. The other patients needed to sleep, in case he woke them up. , the other adults will be unhappy.

"Doctor!" She held the apprentice's hand as if holding a life-saving straw and begged in a voice that had become hoarse from crying, "Please..."

The apprentice's mouth suddenly tightened, and he pulled his hand back hard, almost making the child stumble.

"Sorry!" The apprentice stopped talking and didn't look at the tears on the little girl's face. He said with determination, "Your mother has gone to the kingdom of gods. May she rest in peace. If you still need help from our church... nine o'clock After that, Flower Church can start to reserve places for burial."

After saying that, he left again, his back hurriedly.

The little girl stared blankly at the doctor's leaving figure. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Instead of putting the half piece of bread into her mouth, she wrapped it well with her little handkerchief and put it into her mother's bag. in hand.

Then, she lay down gently, lying on the other side of her mother's empty shoulders, hugging her mother's cold body tightly.

She felt her body getting colder and colder, shed tears, and fell asleep.

In the dream, she seemed to have returned to her home in Feneport. Her father, sister, and brother were all still with her. But for some reason, it suddenly started to rain. Amidst the huge thunder, she watched her family members run away one after another. She chased after her, but accidentally fell down. No matter how she cried in the thunderstorm, her father who loved her the most did not turn around, and her brothers and sisters did not turn around to hug her... At this moment, the little girl I saw a man coming over, held up an umbrella, and squatted next to me.

It was an uncle who was dressed very strangely. He had a face that she seemed to have seen somewhere but felt very strange at the same time. He was wearing clothes of many colors, like a magician in a circus.

"Hello, lovely lady, I am a magician."

The gentle magician opposite said: "My magic is to realize a wish, and it seems that you also have a wish that you need me to fulfill."

The little girl was gently helped up by him. The world around her became gray, and only this small area under the umbrella was clear. Looking at the strange and familiar Mr. Magician opposite, the little girl felt a sore nose and couldn't help but say what she had suppressed in her heart for a long time:
"My wish is to bring my father, mother, brother, and sister back to life. I want to go home. I want to return to Feneport..."

The young magician didn't respond, looking deeply at the little girl in front of him.

The little girl wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Seeing that the magician uncle didn't speak, she pulled her lips together and managed to sob with a smile:

"I, I was joking just now. Mom said that such a wish, not even the gods can come true...I..."

As she spoke, she buried her head and sobbed softly.

"No, no, don't say that, I can fulfill your wish, lovely lady." The magician smiled helplessly, "But I can only fulfill one of your wishes, and you can only choose one."

His words made the little girl raise her head and her eyes widened.

"Then, I want my mother!" After the little girl said it, she immediately added, "I want to go home with my mother!"

"Your wish has come true."

The next second, the magician turned his black umbrella into a clump of Seville chrysanthemums like magic. The little girl subconsciously blocked her head, but found that the thunderstorm stopped at some point and the sun was clear. Empty.

"Go."

The magician put the golden-brown Seville chrysanthemum into the little girl's hand and gently pushed on her shoulder:
"Your mother has been looking for you for a long time."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly opened her eyes and found that she was lying alone in the corner with nothing around her.

At this moment, the familiar voice calling her name came from outside. A woman carrying a torn coarse cloth skirt appeared outside the door without a door panel. Her body was intact and did not fall due to the earthquake. The back of her head and back were dented by the roof. She hugged the little girl tightly with her two intact arms, kept pressing her cheek and stroking her hair.

"Oh my god, Sheila, where have you been? Mom has been looking for you for a long time, and almost thought she would never see you again..."

Her mother patted her back gently, and everything felt so familiar. In this warm embrace, the little girl, who had been dazed for a long time, suddenly cried out and hugged her mother's neck tightly. The mother was stunned for a moment, then she coaxed her child distressedly and asked softly: "Why are you crying, dear little Sheila, you must have had a very terrible, very terrible dream..."

Is it a dream?
The little girl thought it might not be a dream. She was held in her mother's arms and felt her mother gradually become colder little by little. How could that terrible feeling be a dream? But now in her mother's warm embrace, she gradually believed that she had just had a nightmare.

It must be a nightmare, in which even my mother left me.

"Mother……"

The little girl sobbed and made her most willful request: "I want to go home, I want to go home..."

"Okay, okay." Mom said softly, "Let's go home, let's go back to the country, back to our home in the maple forest. We can take a walk in the fields, and Mom can teach Sheila to knit sweaters. We'll go back now, and then I won’t come to Backlund either.”

The little girl snuggled tightly in her mother's arms. She was afraid that now was the dream and that as long as she let go, her mother would leave again.

Her mother hugged her and left the dilapidated house. When the little girl looked up, she happened to see a bouquet of sunshine-like Seville chrysanthemums placed in the far corner. But before she had time to take a closer look, her mother took her away from the street and ran towards the pier.

"Mom," said the little girl, "the magician..."

"What magician?" Mom asked, "Did you have any interesting dreams?"

The little girl tried to remember, but she also found that she could not recall what she had just dreamed about. She only remembered that in the dream there was clear sunshine, her parents, brothers and sisters, and a very kind uncle who gave her a bouquet of flowers.

Their figures disappeared.

At this time, the young magician who appeared in the child's dream pressed the top hat on his head and went to someone else's dream. When the brim of the hat is raised, a pair of golden brown eyes are revealed under the fine black forehead.

The night wind blew, and the hem of his black coat swayed slightly. (End of chapter)