Chapter 115 You Know Me

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Sauron thought for a while and wondered: "Why do you feel that the true creator is not that crazy?"

Einhorn agreed: "It certainly looks like that."

"It seems the True Creator has found a way to stay awake, and the gods seem to be clueless."

Sauron smacked his lips: "But it doesn't seem to be very strong."

Einhorn replied: "That's right."

"It seems that he only has the strength of the middle sequence, and his personality is also unstable, swinging between a true god and an ordinary person."

"There is at least one saint here, we probably can't escape."

"This should be the stronghold of the Aurora Society, isn't it? It's actually a vacation manor for nobles? The architectural style is really...the location is so bold. It seems that the most dangerous place is the safest."

"Then shall we still run?"

Just as Einhorn was about to speak, Medici slapped him on the left side of his face, covered Sauron's mouth tightly, and scolded angrily with a smile: "You two bastards really don't have any eyesight! "

The high-ceilinged hall deep in the mansion temporarily became the chapel of the Aurora Society. A three- to four-meter-tall black statue of the god and an inverted cross were placed against the wall. A circle of radiating golden sunlight and positive images were carefully painted on the wall. Cross. It's not as good as the original crystal gem inlay, but it's just as pious.

Now is the time for alone prayer given by the Lord. The chapel is now empty except for Medici himself, and the two annoying cohabitants have broken the sacred atmosphere with their noise, making it impossible for him to quietly communicate with the great existence. In the induction of mysticism!

"How dare you chatter in front of the Lord! It turns out they are two bitches!"

Medici moved his right hand, grabbed the wrist of his left hand, and pulled his left hand away bit by bit. As soon as Soran got a little gap, he immediately yelled: "You have no other excuse except this!"

"You brag about how powerful you are all day long, but you still get killed by those bastards and have been imprisoned with us for almost two thousand years!"

"You hook your fingers, and the dog will run over wagging its tail and barking!"

Medici picked his ears indifferently: "So? So you are jealous that Trunsoest did not summon you?"

"What and what?"

Einhorn spoke at this time: "We joined Trunsoest's camp just because of the protection promised by the six gods. In fact, they have not been used at all. I have decided not to pray to the gods anymore."

"What?...You really decided that."

Sauron had expected it, but he was stunned for a moment before he regained his composure and muttered: "Intis, the Kingdom of the Sun... the descendants of my family should still remember me, and I want to go back. The Eternal Blazing Sun has promised that even if the Six Gods do not protect me, You can live with us, but you will always have the power to protect our family, right?"

Running around these days, the rest time is not enough for them to slowly digest the history that happened nearly two thousand years after death. The Red Evil Spirit is interested in the pile of chronicles as thick as bricks piled in the room, as well as the historical documents collected in the Aurora Society. , a simple world map, and a half-year Backlund newspaper.

Naturally, Sauron didn't know that his family had been overthrown by a man named Russell Gustav, and all the strong men had been killed and injured. The former royal family now only had the intelligence department, which was still cooperating with the Secret Order.

There are not many extraordinary items and characteristics left, and even money is pitiful. The entire Sauron family only has the title of poor count.

When Medici learned that he had died, Alistair Tudor was promoted to the Red Priest, and soon died on the spot in the War of the Four Emperors. He was overjoyed when he saw that three people died at once in the War of the Four Emperors. , Alistar has gone crazy long ago, and Solomon’s fate can’t be saved as soon as he can’t afford it, but he didn’t expect that the Six Gods couldn’t even save their own puppets, and it was the God of Death who took the biggest benefit... He even laughed so hard that tears came out. .

——The "Night Emperor" Trunsoest, who relied on the Six Gods, did not survive! I really don’t know what the six gods are doing! In other words, because Solomon, the greatest threat, is dead, and Alistair, who needs to be checked and balanced, is also dead, there is no need for Trunsoest to exist... Hehehe, it seems that the madman Tudor must have seen it a long time ago The six gods only fight among themselves and hold each other back, so they don't even fight for the chance to be their pet dogs.

Taking refuge in the six gods, you cannot resist, you can only pray for them to fulfill their promises. Even if you write a bad check, you must accept it with gratitude!

Now it seems that it is reasonable for the enemy to sneak into the capital, kill two conquerors under the eyes of the Night Emperor, and be promoted to Red Priest.

But that guy Salinger is really useless. He obviously got the red priest's uniqueness and extraordinary characteristics, but he didn't do anything extraordinary at all. He just went crazy and died, and didn't even think about it. God pulled down one or two. The "Pale Disaster" that wipes out life has no beauty at all, and only a witch would take the opportunity to digest the magic potion.

Medici then sneered: "Fake gods cannot be trusted."

"Those illusory blessings, gazes, and protections... are nothing more than that. I have never believed in the mercy of the gods. In this regard, they are probably better than children who have just been able to distinguish between good and evil, but are still eager to tear off the wings of butterflies. .”

"No, no, maybe children have compassion, but they don't have it at all! Ha, isn't this just emphasizing something when something is missing? I have never heard the Lord talk about any nonsense like mercy and redemption and write it into the holy scriptures , but the Lord has always used words and deeds to prove what salvation and light are!”

Medici has been in high spirits these past two days, and one of his five sentences must be related to the true creator or the ancient sun god. Although they had heard enough when they were in jail and going crazy, Sauron and Einhorn still looked at him frequently as they were constantly talking about the Lord as if they were trying to improve their performance. They felt like they were back in Solomon's First Empire to witness the true Creator's fanatic believers. a feeling of.

"Medici, I don't know whether to call you big-hearted or blind. The power of a natural mythical creature gives you the confidence not to know death, but also makes you lack awe of death."

Einhorn said calmly: "I'm glad to see that you are still as bold and bold as you were when you were alive."

The war angel picked his ears and replied disdainfully: "Why did you suddenly start spitting out ivory? Are you trying to join the Lord?"

"It's a pity that you are far worse than me. My Lord does not accept waste!"

"Ah……"

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The true Creator did not know that his loyal subordinate was fighting with the other two cohabitants. He was also confused by Medici's new appearance that challenged the limits of imagination, and realized that he had not separated them yet. No one in the Aurora Society has the means.

Just imagine three pieces of metal that have been squeezed together by external forces for more than a thousand years. The molecules have penetrated each other and become a new whole. How can it be possible to split them into three pieces again?

Moreover, the Red Evil Spirit is a spiritual imprint formed by the mixing of three conquerors, which means that the total remnants of the three people are only about the level of this demigod. This is very dangerous. Once separated, not only the reduction in strength is inevitable, but it may even collapse immediately.

Such a precise operation must be at least at the level of the King of Angels or even the True God. It is absolutely impossible to do it in a short time anyway.

Therefore, the True Creator comforted Medici. Fortunately, Medici also showed understanding and was not disappointed, but full of expectations.

When his thoughts returned to the present, the True Creator put an arm on the armrest of the chair, crossed his legs, and asked seriously but not entirely seriously:

"Backlund's church is under martial law, and you actually came out right now?"

Edward, who was sitting by the window, lowered his head slightly, admiring the scenery in the garden below. He could also hear the curses and laughter coming from the small temple dozens of meters away. They were all friendly exchanges between hunters of no value and the exchange of views on the six gods. dissatisfaction. The Red Wraith will soon discover that the world now has seven gods, and will certainly turn its back on the young Steam.

"I came here quietly. This is my property after all. If you are damaged by the facilities, wouldn't it be my fault for not notifying you well?"

The True Creator curled his lips and asked again: "Then - what happened to Amon? Did you catch him? This is the first time I saw Medici and Amon getting along so normally. Medici also said that he was very It’s pleasing to the eye.”

Edward smiled nonchalantly: "I educated him a little bit. I let him know what he should do and what he shouldn't do, and also cultivated his interests and hobbies. If you have a goal, you won't mess around."

"Speaking of which, I must criticize your approach to education."

"No, you don't actually have an education at all, do you?"

"Amon is a born mythical creature with his own style and logic, and he is also the incarnation of this path. How can he change his mind with education?" The real creator argued, "All I could do in the past was to let him change his mind." He has no aversion to people. Before the Fourth Age, Amon also had normal believers and teachings, but not too many."

"So you don't know how to write the word "teach students in accordance with their aptitude" at all?"

Edward's eyes changed. He crossed his arms and looked at the real creator with an unyielding look: "If you want mythical creatures to have human nature, it is as outrageous as asking humans to abandon human nature. You cannot empathize with death and life with a limited lifespan. How can you understand the emotions of human nature through pain? Your plan was wrong from the beginning, and of course it cannot succeed."

“You shouldn’t think directly about how to get Him to be interested in humans, but how to get Him to be interested in human creations.”

"Let Amon become interested in artificial objects, and then people...?"

The True Creator frowned, and then said harshly: "The level of productivity in the Third Age was too low, even worse than in the Middle Ages. Amon would not be interested in those crude and rotten things."

…But aren’t you omniscient and omnipotent? Can’t even make a toy that would interest a baby of a mythical creature? Edward cursed, but did not say this out loud, and responded with a few perfunctory "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

"lets change a topic."

Seeing his early educational failures shine again in the hands of others, the True Creator was inexplicably unhappy, and even those memories that were so long ago that they were fragmented were evoked.

Since discovering that he is in an unstable state, using a diary to maintain his humanity and memory has become a necessary behavior at present. The real creator will occasionally recall the past and temporarily return to his homeland in the wind and snow, unable to remember his name. Friends and neighbors called him back, and his parents, whose faces were forgotten but must have been smiling, advised him to stay.

He felt that his humanity seemed a little too abundant, and he actually had room for sentimentality. But of course He can't stay, His home is not here - even according to some old theories and his own judgment, He who is just a part of humanity so crazy and hysterical is not the ancient sun god - nor is He who only exists in memory In it, belongs to the sun god, a magnificent heaven where cold and darkness no longer invade.

With children playing in the garden, accompanied by thunder, lightning, fire, and the infusion of knowledge, they keep the Kingdom of God always bustling, which is a good thing.

Amon, who prefers the title of God of Mischief to Angel of Time, gathered together to play the old games brought by the Sun God. Adam watched and recorded everything as a bystander as always, relying on instinct was enough. Playing the role of the most perfect audience - of course, He will not always be an audience. No matter how good the audience is, there will be a day when he picks up the script and participates in orchestrating the drama of fate, although the Sun God does not look forward to the arrival of that day.

The True Creator feels that all this is also very vague, comparable to the memories from the old era.

There is only one place that belongs to Him, and that is the land that he sees when he opens his eyes, filled with despair and depravity.

The paradise flowing with honey and milk - the location of the Kingdom of Heaven - the source of civilization where many kingdoms and city-states stand side by side - the place abandoned by God - the cage.

Those people were innocent. After regaining their sanity, the True Creator firmly thought that he was the guilty one. It is you who have to atone for your sins. The disaster that caused the instant death of 99% of all living beings due to that feast of betrayal was caused by you! What is even more tragic is that it is also the place where he was born, the place where he became a god, and the sanctuary of the great true god "The Hanged Man".

Therefore, they have nowhere to escape, and God is powerless. Just like putting a few ants in the palm of an epileptic patient's hand, whether they will be crushed to death is beyond the control of the epileptic patient.

And because of his existence, his followers have also become madmen. In the fourth era, it was still the Orthodox Church, but in the fifth era, it has completely degenerated into a cult organization. These lunatics who could not be tolerated by the world hugged each other to warm each other, acted for the crazy emotions that He himself could not control, regarded those hatred and murderous intentions as oracles, and lived for Him devoutly.

Therefore, the True Creator felt that he had to do something.

I am different from my divine avatar. I am completely different. I have inherited the name of the Creator and am a human side. I cannot tolerate being side by side with human beings. I use a superior reason to accept sacrifices from innocent people with peace of mind. of blood and life!

Therefore, the true Creator, who had already been worried, spoke calmly:

"You are now Sequence 1, the King of Angels."

"Have you ever considered changing your name?"

This question brought Edward back from his wandering thoughts of "Should I use dirty words or fists first when I go to the abyss to fight with Farbuti?" He thought about it and said with certainty: "Well. I'm already rewriting it. ."

"Considering my identity, the title should probably be related to 'fear'. The Demon Family also has similar suggestions. "

The Angel of the Abyss sighed: "But neither the 'Lord of Fear' nor the 'God of Fear' sounds quite right. It feels like it deviates slightly from the playing route of the Demon Path itself. I would rather just change my name to Lord of the Abyss, haha, then Fabuti will probably be unable to sit still very soon. "

"You are indeed seeking Sequence 0 of the Abyss Path. You have been preparing for so long, and you cannot stop at Sequence 1."

The True Creator was not surprised: “What about the honorable name?”

Edward's eyes narrowed, and his fingers tapped slowly on his thigh, and then again... He spoke:

"King of Hell, Lord of the Abyss, Creator of Endless Sin."

"Hell... you want to build your own kingdom of God and reshape the concept of "the abyss" because something has changed in the abyss? "

Edward nodded slightly, then shook his head and laughed at himself: "This honorary name is not too directional. If the concept of 'evildoers shall go to hell' becomes widely known in the future, then the King of Hell may point to me, but the Lord of the Abyss is still It's easy to point to Fabuti, and the scope pointed out by 'The Creator of Endless Sin' is a little wider. So this honorary name is just to be determined, and I may not change it for the time being, because I still need to continue to do something to improve my image. It is more consistent with this honorary name - such as finding a way to steal the uniqueness."

"I see, then I have a question to ask."

The True Creator secretly recited his honorable name in his heart. He did not say so many words just for chatting. He had already prepared to establish contact with his true form far away in the land abandoned by God. At the same time, he spoke calmly:

"Then, it's in your Sequence 2 honorable name."

"What does the phrase 'the essence of withering' mean?"

Edward looked at him, the expression on his face did not change at all, and there was a hint of doubt in his polite smile, waiting for the next step.

"Who does this sentence refer to?"

"What on earth are you-"

The True Creator took a breath, and a true god-level sense of oppression slowly emerged from his body. He asked word by word:

"——Which favored person from outside the world?"

TBC

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"What on earth are you-"

The Declined King put down the newspaper and picked up three curses.

"Which one is the favored one from the outside world?"

Decay sat back and continued reading the newspaper.

*In the eyes of Zhenzo, heaven is as far away as the memories of the past, implying that his thinking is not biased towards the distant future, but rather an independent individual.

*Other websites will really have some weird book reviews hhhh I just like to write about food, I just like to write, not only do I have to write, I also want to write in a way that is full of color, fragrance and flavor. If you don’t like it, you will go to hell of looking up at the stars!

A "deal" about old love.

The Demon Path will derive different unique abilities based on its own characteristics, such as Jason Belial's "Shadow Transformation" and Chief Belial's "Second Life". The Demon Dog did not have time to show it, but there is no doubt that it is also some. And Lao Ai’s ability is “transaction”.

Its essence is similar to the basic skill "bribery" of the Black Emperor path. The difference is that Lao Ai's transaction must be confirmed by both parties, while bribery can be completed unilaterally.