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

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Do I really have access to the uniqueness of the moon?

Facing the uniqueness of the "moon" that was gradually approaching her, Lilith's heart was pounding, but she could not show any timidity on her face, and still maintained that gentle, beautiful smile full of maternal love.

Not long after his condition stabilized, "Moon" showed such subjective initiative. He should not take the initiative to contact her emotionally or rationally - but Lilith was really worried. She was worried that she would die now due to lack of ability. , and also worried that he would lose control and be wiped out on the spot because of his failure to accommodate uniqueness, or that he would become the incarnation or daughter of the "mother" on the moon.

Each of these three possibilities looks terrible, and it's hard to say whether it would be worse for Lilith to have herself erased and become the "daughter" of the Mother Goddess from the bottom of her heart, or whether it would be worse to be killed directly. Anyway, she didn't want to die.

Thinking of this, Lilith's outstretched hand showed signs of retracting again.

For a moment, he wanted to run away immediately, turned around and ran away. Anyway, the star realm was not blocked and he could easily escape from the battlefield.

He didn't have many opportunities to contribute. At most, he could restore some status and eliminate negative effects for Leodro. This made Lilith feel that she could escape and escape with her vampires and believers. This person may not necessarily be able to live for a long time, and may be overtaken and killed by the incarnation of the vengeful Sefirah, or captured by the Mother Goddess when entering the starry sky... But at least he will not die now, and does not have to face three death options. .

Otherwise, no matter what options he makes now, it will just be a different way of dying for himself!
But his path directly symbolizes the "Fallen Mother Goddess", and he cannot survive even if he leaves the earth.

Even the last road is blocked.

As a goddess who symbolizes life, she clearly has the symbol of the life cycle of "spring, summer, autumn and winter" in her path, but she still can't help but tremble. She is afraid of death, afraid of her own death. No life is not afraid of death.

Thinking of this, bottomless regret and resentment suddenly welled up in Lilith's heart. In this case, wouldn’t He have nowhere to go even to escape? There was only one outcome in the world before him, and that was that he would either die or go crazy. At this moment, He empathizes with humans very clearly. Do humans live in such fear day and night? Even angels have a limit to their lifespan, and even gods cannot live forever.

If that's all, that's it. At least we treat everyone equally in terms of cruelty. However, in a world where all things are mortal, there are still people who live aloof and live forever.

After a hundred or even a thousand years of hard work, I thought I was on the road to becoming the supreme. Only in the end did I realize that the "end" I thought was actually the dining table of a certain existence.

...that's what happened.

It turns out that it’s not that I’m afraid of death, but that I hate that being who can live forever is not me.

For a moment, He thought, If only I had never existed.

But whether she wishes she would die someday in the past, or whether she hates herself for being born as the incarnation of the "Red Moon", it is too late. The roads in front of Lilith lead to death, and only on the day when death comes And the way is slightly different. The humanity in Lilith's heart, or the vampire nature, has never been so active. She wants to escape, find a place to cry, or just stare at the moon in a daze.

The Hidden Sage suddenly opened his mouth and spoke lightly:

"Ascend."

"Daughter of the Moon."

The image of the black-haired ancient goddess smiled at Lilith. Her body flew up lightly again, opened her arms, and ran towards Lilith with a smile like a child.

She turned into a ray of red moonlight, and instead of taking Lilith's outstretched hand, she threw herself directly on him and hugged his shoulders and back.

Integrated into His body.

Lilith's eyes widened, her body froze, and countless blood-red words suddenly appeared around her, "Look at the moon," "Mother is watching us," "Praise the moon"... These were written in various words. The words written in language are exactly the information contaminated by the uniqueness of the "moon". These words seem to form rings one after another as if they are alive. At a glance, Lilith is surrounded by countless "moons"!
Like a red moon suddenly descending on the battlefield, the sky in the star realm was dyed as red as blood, and the lightning disappeared.

The Hidden Sage took the opportunity to retreat and stopped fighting, while Leodro also paused for a moment in horror. Chike in the distance was even more horrified for a moment, wishing he could run out of the star world immediately and fly away.

Do not!
impossible!
How strong is the Hidden Sage himself? Unless he loses his mind and goes crazy, it is absolutely impossible for the Demon of Knowledge to directly attract the Mother Goddess to this place!
Chike screamed in his heart, and reason told him that this was absolutely impossible, but in fact, the atmosphere in the entire star world froze at this moment, and even the Sons of Chaos temporarily stopped besieging and strangulating Chike, and were extremely vigilant. Look in the direction of Lilith.

After a moment of astonishment, Leodro reacted quickly. He used his "authority" to perform a miracle, causing lightning and thunder to suddenly rise over the entire Northern Continent in the real world, dark clouds were thickening, and strong winds rolled up the sand and dust on the ground. Debris flew high into the sky.

He clearly knew Lilith's good and not-so-good conditions, so he immediately provided support. The breath of the gods directly pressed on the shoulders of almost everyone in the northern continent like a mountain. The majesty of the "tyrant" temporarily diluted their devotion to the emperor. After all, life was more important. The divine power forced them to lower their heads amidst the violent thunder and hurricanes, for the sake of He fell to his knees to prevent himself from being swept away, and prayed like a madman to appease the anger of the gods.

But the object of their prayers was not Leodro.

Everyone is calling out a name: "Earth Mother Goddess Lilith!"

……

"puff!"

Emlyn sprayed a sip of hot coffee directly on his assistant. He stared at the people around him who suddenly changed their minds and began to pray. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The Mother Goddess is the Ancestor... The Ancestor is the Mother Goddess... The Mother Goddess... Emlyn was completely stupid and didn't feel that his hair was getting thicker.

Similar things happened one after another in the places where the vampires lived.

……

Rhoad Islands.

Alger walked around anxiously, holding a brand new, straight piece of paper in his hand.

He looked up at the sky for a while, then looked down at the slender piece of paper in his hand. Although Alger knew in his heart that he was not to blame for what happened this time, he was still very anxious and could not help but recall the punishment he received for accidentally messing up things when he was in the Church of Storms. He kept praying and organizing his words in his mind, waiting uneasily for Mr. Fool to respond to his report.

"Mr. Fool is a great and reasonable being. He should and should not..."

He was so uneasy now that he didn't even tell the divine envoy Daniz because the sealing room of the "Poseidon Church" had been robbed. A somewhat special sealed item was taken away without anyone knowing the reason for the loss.

This sealed item is "Grossell's Travels".

The reason why I use "take" instead of "steal" is because the check in Alger's hand has an unknown origin, but can be exchanged for up to 50 gold pounds with any bank.

Because the resources of the "Poseidon Church" are limited, in order to prevent accidents, the level 1 and level 0 sealed objects have long been moved to Fusac's base together with Silver City and Moon City. The sealed objects placed here are relatively Mild and harmless. "Grossell's Travels", which was confirmed to no longer involve outsiders, was naturally placed in it, and it was placed in a safe area with low security.

What made Alger even more frightened was that he just suddenly went to the sealing room on a whim to inspect. Just like wanting to go for a walk after sitting for a long time, he naturally wanted to check the situation in the sealing room and walked over.

He, the "uncrowned pope", didn't need to patrol the sealing room at all. When he entered, he happened to be on shift.

At a glance, he saw that there was nothing on the platform where "Grossell's Travels" was originally placed, but the patrolling guards turned a blind eye. Only he saw this brand-new one on it, as if it still had the temperature of having just been printed. Cheque.

Alger noticed something was wrong, so he immediately walked over quickly and tried to touch the check after taking protective measures. A check is an ordinary check, stamped with the bank's seal. When he picked up the check, the other guards woke up as if from a dream, and found with pale faces that a sealed object had been stolen. But in the face of such an overwhelming power gap, how could Alger blame them.

Miss Justice had shared the audience's mid-to-high-sequence abilities, and Alger immediately realized that this should be a "hypnosis" ability. His own chapel actually ruined the audience of demigods and possibly even higher levels! Looking back now, his "whim" was the influence of high-sequence power. It was someone else who asked him to go there, and it also made Alger feel from the bottom of his heart that it was his idea!
For such a strong man to take action, it means that there must be other secrets in this book...Why hasn't Mr. Fool responded...Isn't this book important? Or, what other plans does Mr. Fool have?

Forget it, I can't speculate on the gods. In any case, this is considered a lack of supervision on my part. I must conduct a self-examination with the gods. Alger silently walked around in circles in his office. After a while, he planned to go out to take a breath.

Just then, he heard someone knocking on his office door.

Danitz? Has anyone reported it missing?
Alger went over to open the door, and the simple wooden door opened inward. Alger saw a strange young man standing behind the door wearing a retro-style robe, a top hat, and many fancy accessories.

"I'm a wandering magician."

The young man introduced himself before Alger spoke. Probably the last experience of being rejected came into play. He said: "My magic is to realize other people's wishes. I am the person who can help you solve your problem. You can Tell me your wish."

"..."

Alger looked at the wandering magician doubtfully. After a while, a guess appeared in his mind, and he asked cautiously:
"signal?"

The wandering magician blinked his eyes and lowered his voice like Alger: "...praise the fool?"

It seems to be a high-sequence strong man who believes in Mr. Fool!
Although he had read "Angel of Death", "Angel of Destiny", "Angel of Punishment" and "Angel of Redemption" many times in the holy scriptures compiled by Silver City, this was the first time Alger met a strange follower of "The Fool" in real life. What's more, so many angels have been made up, but not even a saint. It can be seen how much imagination the people of the Eastern Continent have used to polish and beautify.

Alger was half relieved, but the other half was still vigilant and cautiously avoided revealing the information:

"Praise the Fool! It turns out that we are compatriots who believe in the same god. In this case, you should know the reason why I seek help. What are you going to do?"

"of course."

The wandering magician nodded, spoke without thinking, and then said: "You encountered an angel from the 'audience' path."

Alger was confused.

The wandering magician didn't care about Alger's expression at all, and continued: "I already performed a divination on the way here, and the person who took "Grossell's Travels" was an angel belonging to the Intis Creator Church, the ancient Hermes. .”

Angel, Hermes... ancient Hermes, this specific adjective implies that the other person is the one who created the Hermes language? Then, as for his lifespan, why was "Grossell's Travels" personally taken away by such a being, and why did such a being stand on the opposite side of us... A visual image seemed to appear in Alger's mind Rotating the progress bar, a large amount of information washed away his anxiety.

After a few seconds, he suddenly looked away from the wandering magician's face and looked left and right on the ground, unable to say a word.

The one who can mention an angel in such an understatement can only be another angel... Yes, He can divine the person who takes away "Grossell's Travels". Their direct personalities should be similar. ... Alger lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the other person.

"Grossell's Travels" has a great background!

Alger suddenly had an idea: Could it be that when Mr. "World" rescued "Lieutenant General Iceberg" and obtained this book, it was because of the secret hidden in it?
But now that it has been stolen, does this mean that the secret has not been known yet and is still valuable?
No one except Mr. Fool knew its value, and He didn’t tell it, so it was placed carelessly in an inconspicuous place in the sealing room. Could this be a bait deliberately released by Mr. Fool? Do you have to wait for someone else to take it away before you know what the secret is?
But the wandering magician did not answer the questions that popped up in Alger's mind one after another. After saying these words, he took the 50 pound check from Alger's hand and looked at him for a while:
"Leave this to me."

"Besides that, you can also make a wish to me."

"Make a wish?" Alger was stunned for a moment, not yet recovering from the conspiracies he had imagined in his mind. He has many wishes, such as hoping that he will become stronger, such as asking more people to become believers of sea cucumbers to expand his sphere of influence, such as the matter in the Rhoside Islands ending as soon as possible, and he also wants to develop in Fusac, which is richer and broader... But so many wishes are based on the same premise. Therefore, without much thought, Alger lowered his head and said humbly:

"I hope there will be opportunities to go further."

The wandering magician glanced at Alger and said with a smile: "Your wish will come true. Your promotion will be successful."

After saying that, Mr. Magician suddenly disappeared, leaving only the check floating on the carpet in front of Alger.
Wait, you didn’t say which promotion it was... you didn’t say which promotion it was! Alger suddenly understood. His breathing became much heavier. He bent down to pick up the check on the ground, his heart beating wildly in his chest. Panting heavily, he half-crouched on the floor, ready to immediately mix the complete "Disaster Priest" ingredients into a potion, but suddenly he came back to his senses and felt that the surroundings seemed to be a little different.

It was early in the morning, and the warm golden sunlight shone through the window, but now it had a reddish glow.

Alger slowly raised his head bit by bit.

The sun mixed with red and the sky seemed to darken. A red full moon seems to be hanging in the sky, hiding behind the clouds, shadowy.

"The moon...is out at this time?"

Alger was a little dazed. He didn't think anything of it at first. It wasn't until he saw that the potted plant he placed on the window sill of his office started to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye under the illumination of red light that he suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem.

The red moon represents the feminine power, and when the feminine power breaks out it is the "blood moon" - but even the blood moon is only more spiritually active in mysticism, and does not have the power to accelerate the growth of plants just by the light!

What happened? Will such power be dangerous to humans?

Alger didn't dare to think too much. He quickly pulled down the curtains to stop the potted plants from growing, and then rushed out with an umbrella.

"Get back inside!" he yelled at everyone he saw, blowing them back inside. The vegetation along the way is growing rapidly. The ivy of the "Poseidon Church" chapel was originally only two or three meters tall, but now it has slowly climbed up to the roof. Alger used his wind blade to cut off a section, but he didn't expect that the ivy that fell to the ground would firmly take root on the ground and continue to grow!
"The power of life...the moonlight has the power of life!"

Alger didn't dare to think too much. He rushed towards the place where he collected the materials.

Only strength can give him temporary peace of mind now!

TBC
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At the same time, south of the southern continent.

In the darkness and desolation, the skeleton of a feathered serpent was violently thrown out of the dead and cold mist. After rolling on the ground for several times, it smashed half of the mountain range, and finally lay motionless on the ground.

boom!
A huge claw pressed down, crushing the white bones of the feathered snake as huge as the mountain. The broken bones rotted and turned black into mud in an instant. The feathered snake's head was raised high like a dying struggle, and it let out a silent roar. After a moment, its body also turned into ashes and ceased to exist.

The Styx River surged, and countless undead souls gathered around the big ship hidden in the "hidden mist" and descended quietly, floating silently on the "sea". And such a huge entity is nowhere to be found. Only skeletons can be seen wandering on the ground. Dragons, giants and countless huge skeletons are struggling to reach out from under the soil, trying to drag down living things and even the entire world.

The undead spirit of the Quetzalcoatl seems to have been completely wiped out, but he knows that the spirit that has surrendered to the source will not die completely. This loyal angel will crawl out from the bottom of the river again and again, and will never stop attacking him. attack.

"Are you dead?" He asked in his mind, "Wouldn't you do something if you were still alive?"

"It's done, it's done." There was also a voice in his mind that answered Him, "I will try to let you die outside, I'm leaving."

The communication between ourselves started and ended instantly. Behind the fog, there seemed to be a faint red light coming out.