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

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Despite taking action, the original witch still chose to hide herself by using some of the power of the City of Disaster and the aura released from the 0-01 seal.

As an assassin, he wants to fight in the way he has always been most familiar with, planning 0-01.

It is impossible to defeat the God of Thunder. He has never drank the magic potion called "Arrogant Mania". And if the God of Thunder dies, the chance of winning against the two beings on the opposite side is slim, unless both of them feel that this thing is full of pollution from non-original sources, cannot accommodate it, and is really an eyesore.

Due to luck, Chike believed that this possibility was relatively high. Moreover, he did not intend to join the battle immediately. Even if he wanted to hold 0-01 in his hands immediately, he still tried hard to suppress his impulsive emotions and try his best to let himself go. Stay out of it.

If you need to fight, become an assassin and find an opportunity to kill with one strike;

If there is no need to fight, I will quietly pick up 0-01 while others are finished.

As a true god, and as the god who is best at hiding himself among many ways, Chike's concealment and plan were originally perfect. The only question is whether he can successfully pick up 0-01. However, there is a huge variable in His currently perfect plan - in order to be able to successfully pick up 0-01, He brought 0-02 with him.

The Trunsoest Brass Book—this is considered to be the most useful, practical and useful sealed object in His hands currently.

But this sealed object is also the uniqueness of the "Judge". Therefore, even if no one realized that Chike had smuggled into the star realm, the Son of Chaos' spirituality had some weak induction, as if he felt that the authority of another path of his was appearing nearby.

Therefore, he naturally guessed whether the original witch was hiding somewhere in the star world. The Son of Chaos never expected that the guy who had used despicable means to snatch his power would dare to appear in front of him, and he couldn't hide it at this moment. This made him feel even more angry when he guessed that the other party was waiting for an opportunity to take action. Facing the God of Thunder's pressing step by step, He couldn't spare the energy to search the entire star realm, but he could still give orders. Amidst the roaring thunder and the sound of the waves, the humanoid creature coldly ordered:
“Give me back my uniqueness!”

His words became laws, iron rules, and things that had to be obeyed.

Leodro was slightly startled. The God of Thunder, who has never been in contact with the source of matter, is still half a second behind in this regard. Although he knew that as long as he took out 0-01, the original witch would definitely come, but he really didn't expect that it would come so soon!

This is really... a surprise.

Before Qi Ke could stand still and distinguish between friend and foe, these words suddenly turned into a mountain-like weight and slammed down on him!
boom! The black threads all over his head swelled and grew after being hit, turning into countless black poisonous snakes. However, Chike did not obey the order immediately. He chose to resist and use the power of the brass book to evade this "law". This naturally made the Son of Chaos who was the Legislator furious, and harsh punishments were issued instantly - His snake hair suddenly broke off one after another, and before the black-scaled snakes could howl, precise cracks appeared between the head and body. The snake heads separated from the neck one after another and fell down, and the length of each one was exactly the same!
Behead!

These things are part of the form of mythical creatures. As soon as they lose their connection with the body, they explode into black mist. In an instant, the original witch is surrounded by black mist that condenses into curses and diseases.

Although it seems to be only slightly damaged, due to the influence of the law, these conceptual snake hairs should not be able to repair themselves and become scars that will weaken the opponent for a period of time. However, at this moment, the flesh and blood of the section of the snake's body was squirming, and black mist was continuously sprayed out. Under the resistance of the law and the power of the City of Disaster, a new snake head quickly grew out, which was exactly the same as the original one.

Although the damage was not high, it was just a flesh wound that would not take long to heal, but the original witch was forced to emerge from hiding.

As soon as she appeared, the original witch looked at the Son of Chaos with resentful eyes. Her idea was obviously beneficial to the Son of Chaos, but she was attacked by the other party without explanation. At this point, since it could no longer be hidden, the ice crystals grew into transparent daggers in his hands. The dagger was caught in his hands and hidden in his sleeves, making it impossible to judge the direction of the knife that was about to be stabbed.

For a time, Chick's strategic position became quite awkward.

Everyone can see what His goal is when He comes here, and both parties are wary of and disgusted with Him who wants to make a profit.

The original witch resigned herself to her fate, and she sighed helplessly, and then looked at Leodro, or rather at 0-01, who was caught in Leodro's hand.

After his greedy and longing eyes lasted for a few seconds, he cast his gaze towards the huge shadow in the distance. There was a bit of sadness and helplessness in her eyes, and she looked weak and pitiful, making people unable to help but want to soften their tone and forgive this beautiful girl who just did something wrong.

However, the presence of a "god of beauty" neutralized the witch's charm. This goddess, who could rival the witch in beauty, paid attention to every move of the uninvited guest and was wary of his behavior.

Just like everyone knew Chike's purpose, the Son of Chaos also transferred all his attention from the God of Thunder and the Earth Mother to Chike the moment Chike appeared.

For Him, Chike is currently the most profitable hunting target.

"...You rat who stole my authority and offended the emperor's majesty, you should get away and pray that I will let you live a little longer."

"But greed, and your pursuit of uniqueness as a carrier of extraordinary characteristics, still made you appear here. In order to reward you for voluntarily returning the code, I will give you a whole corpse."

There was an obvious smile in the voice of the Son of Chaos, cold and angry.

This is probably a bit ironic. Leodro, who sealed Him in the mausoleum, was dismissed by Him because of his own path and destiny that anyone with a discerning eye could see. The Sons of Chaos don't want to expose all of their abilities, and they don't want to waste time fighting the Earth Gods. Rather than fighting them, it's more important to be on guard against the Lord of Mysteries and the Omniscient and Almighty.

If the Hidden Sage is looking for a sparring partner to practice with, and is somewhat truly vigilant, then the Son of Chaos is a complete mess. The Hidden Sage is willing to come up and consume as he wishes. He originally had no interest in fighting for territory on the earth, and was even happy to watch the show.

However, the appearance of Chike suddenly changed the contemptuous and casual attitude of the Son of Chaos. As an incarnation of the Sefirot, an old will, he showed targeted anger.

The Mother Goddess of Earth suddenly felt horrified. She wanted to retreat, but when she thought that Chike had now strangely become a community of destiny for her side, if her uniqueness was taken away and the other party forcibly connected to the source... Lilith felt Neither retreat nor advance.

Under such a terrifying sense of oppression, the Mother Goddess of the Earth felt that her temples were aching, and Leodro seemed to have given up paying attention to the situation here. Thunderstorms and information were completely entangled together, and the current destroyed the information. Structure, information modification Leodro's extraordinary power, for a moment it was impossible to tell who was better, but then, the trident stabbed suddenly, seeming to scratch something.

——The space in front of the hidden sage seemed to suddenly become larger, and a little light of the red moon came out from nowhere.

……

"You can make a wish to me," said the wandering magician.

"...My brother and I's home collapsed in a previous bombing and is being rebuilt. My wish is to restore it to its original appearance." The man who rolled up his sleeves and was cleaning up the construction debris on the ground did not look back. Answered slightly coldly.

His brother laughed when he heard this, pushed the man's shoulder, and said with a wry smile:
"Okay, Ollie, others are just joking to make us happy. Don't push things on others that you don't want to do. Clean up the bricks here. If you don't set up the tent, there will be no place to sleep later. .”

This is not an easy task.

Obviously, the man named Ollie didn't really take the wandering magician's words to heart. He just responded with a dull sound, then bent down and continued working. He picked up the jagged gravel with both hands and moved it to the other side. They had no tools and just repeated such inefficient work. The extent of the ruins in front of us makes it difficult to imagine that a two-story single-family house originally existed here.

His brother was recycling useful materials. Suddenly, he suddenly withdrew his hand as if he had been burned, and a thin trace of blood appeared on a nail driven into the wooden board in front of him.

The wandering magician watched the two brothers' efforts for a while, and then asked as if to confirm: "Is your wish to restore this place?"

"Are you serious?" Another person said in surprise, holding his index finger in his mouth, "Friend, you are not a rich man, the son of a big noble, can you directly call the construction team to help us repair the house? You We accepted your offer, but you don’t even have a drawing..."

"I don't have a title."

The wandering magician shook his head, waiting for Ollie's answer.

Ollie lifted a stone. He had repeated this action so many times that even a strong adult man felt physically and mentally exhausted. There were either dried or fresh blood on his fingertips and between his fingers, and the pain became numb, but it was always there. He looked at the ruins in front of him, at the mountains of construction debris and the scene that it was impossible for two people to clean up. He probably felt frustrated and desperate in the face of reality, so he turned around as if giving up on himself, and looked behind him seriously. The wandering magician.

"Yes!"

"Restore our home, that's what I want."

The wandering magician raised his right hand, snapped his fingers, and then said with a smile:

"Okay, your wish has come true."

Ollie laughed out loud immediately. He was amused by the poor magic performance of this wandering magician. He also felt that he who was serious just now and really had certain expectations was also very funny. It was the first time he encountered this in a row. Genuine laughter after tragedy. After he finished laughing, he planned to thank the magician who at least made him laugh seriously, but he heard his brother suddenly let out a changed scream. Ollie was startled. He turned his head suddenly, and with a bang, his forehead hit the rusty metal door sign.

He cursed instinctively, but his eyes immediately widened. Then, he raised his head bit by bit like a rusty doll, and a intact two-story building came into his sight. It was a house that he was very familiar with and had spent many years of savings to build it.

Ollie stood blankly outside the door, while his brother, who had been standing inside the ruins, actually appeared directly in the house at this moment. The other party yelled and ran from inside to the door. The two looked at each other subconsciously, and found the same confusion in each other's eyes.

"I didn't drink..."

Ollie stared and muttered, as if he was drunk and hallucinating, but the big bump on his head that he had just faked was already red and swollen. He carefully reached out to touch his forehead, and then reached out to touch the The door number that struck him so hard—that was the one he picked and nailed with his own hands when the house was completed.

Every pattern and groove is so familiar.

"Really, really..." He kept mumbling to himself, as if he was crazy.

His brother didn't respond. After dancing and uttering some incomprehensible onomatopoeia, he suddenly spread his legs and rushed back into the house, touching the walls and door. Ollie also made a similar move, finally confirming that the house he was rebuilding had returned to its original appearance, which surprised, delighted and scared him.

At this moment, his brother suddenly said:

"Your wish has come true, can I also make a wish? That magician, that magician..."

After saying this, he turned around and ran away, rushing towards the door. They rush out and cast their eager gaze outside.

However, the wandering magician wearing a black robe and a top hat was long gone. He left at some point.

Ollie and his brother looked around, feeling both relieved and as if something was missing.

Miracles happen secretly in the streets and alleys.

The wandering magician who spreads miracles is like an excellent tailor and cement worker. He makes one house after another rise from the ground, and repairs one broken and collapsed family after another with his own hands and spiritual threads. , but he still seemed unsatisfied.

"It's just that...disaster will happen again in the future, and people will die again, and Secret Puppet will not be immune..."

"It's not enough, but..."

The wandering magician stopped. Behind him were buildings, but in front of him were still endless ruins and broken walls.

He felt confused, with a strong sadness blocking his chest, and another impulse that made him want to raise his hands. With a snap of his fingers, the entire Backlund would be restored, even under the wood and stones. The corpse will also stand up and smile.

But before he could make up his mind, a prayer for help and report suddenly appeared in his ear.

……

Along the corridor, a giant dragon wearing a white doctor's uniform walked slowly.

The lines of its limbs are well-proportioned and beautiful, and its long golden horns have spiral patterns. The smooth gold and silver scales reflect the dim light in the corridor. The wings folded behind the back are lightly attached to the streamlined back. Even in the process of walking, it does not knock over any of the surrounding furnishings. It all seemed to have been carefully calculated. It was clearly a behemoth several meters tall walking in the narrow corridor, but it gave the impression that it was a human being strolling quietly with outstanding manners.

Relying on the special nature of the dream, Audrey imagined her complete mythical creature form and changed her appearance in the dream.

Sure enough, in this way, the dreamland continued to be open to her.

At the end, a door appeared in front of the dragon.

Audrey immediately focused her attention, turned her green eyes, and turned her gaze to the room on the left.

The door opened automatically, and it was a semi-open tanning room.

Pursing her lips again, Audrey breathed steadily and reached out to grasp the door handle.

As the wooden door opened, the scene inside was gradually revealed.

This is no longer a room. The ground is filled with round stones and clumps of green and black weeds. The depths are dark and cannot be seen clearly.

Audrey walked in slowly, and the door creaked shut behind her.

In that darkness, the outlines of some things were quickly outlined:
A huge stone pillar dozens of meters high stood, with a tall lizard-like monster parked above it.

This monster squatted on the top of the stone pillar, just like a hill. Its body was covered with huge scales like gray-white stone, and its eyes were pale golden and vertical.

This is a spiritual dragon from mythology and legend.

With a crash, the two wings of the mind dragon spread out, almost covering the sky.

They are slightly different from the complete form that Audrey imagined. Their skeletons are like metal and leaf veins, covered with a gray skin membrane with mysterious patterns. They are not gorgeous, but full of the unique charm of fantasy creatures and mythical creatures.

Audrey looked up at it, just like the ancestors of mankind looking at the dragon soaring in the sky from the ground.

As Audrey looked up, the spiritual dragon was also sizing up the young "dragon". Neither of them spoke, maintaining a strange harmony.

But at this moment, Audrey's body suddenly gradually retracted and returned to human appearance. The dragon also moved his body slightly, facing Audrey's direction, his pupils raised, as if he was wary of something. 's appearance.

The door at the end of the corridor behind him suddenly opened again, and the wooden door opened a little bit, revealing the appearance of the visitor:

The old but energetic scholar appeared outside the door, holding a book in his hand that Audrey had never seen before.

"Grossel's Travels"

what is this?
It seemed that she had heard of this book somewhere... Audrey was curious when she saw Hermes looking at her, smiling and nodding:

"Sorry, I borrowed this thing from someone else, so I'm a little late."

"Did you enjoy your chat with the dragon?"

TBC
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Alger: I was writing the holy book and looking at the report. Suddenly someone rushed in and snatched the things away! Mr. Fool, help!