Chapter 161 New Plan

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"The Black Saint led by the Aurora Society has completely lost contact this time, and there has been no news from other pilgrims since two weeks ago..."

"If we were to find him, who would we send?"

Edward, who was imprisoned in a sense, was quite calm. They still maintained a conscious connection and shared information, so they successfully obtained this part of the information from the Aurora Society.

"It has been three months. The Angel of the Holy Word should have walked through the entire land abandoned by the gods, right? Ouroleus will definitely be found during the second screening... The Speaker of the Life School has a chance to breathe. I don’t know what the situation is now.”

Edward thought with interest as he flipped through the newspaper.

Although he was in the wilderness, and occasionally wild abyssal relatives came to his door, of course Edward would not let his living conditions deteriorate in order to "maintain his humanity". The small tent was still the same four-story building where Backlund had lived for decades. . Staying in your own home every day and going out for two walks at a fixed time is better than going to jail.

It's a pity that there are no living creatures in the abyss now. Otherwise, it would be better if we could go down to hunt a few demons and perform tooth sacrifices from time to time.

"If we really want to go to sea to find the Black Saint, I'm afraid at least one Saint will have to be dispatched."

"The Dark Saint is definitely not possible. He has already taken root and worked in Backlund. Medici is also impossible. His appearance means that disputes will arise. If there is something fishy about the disappearance of the Black Saint, Medici should go The rescue will surely be easily discovered.”

"Bringing wandering saints from other places? This may be what the True Creator would choose. Every saint has walked the pilgrimage road. If you follow the pilgrimage, you will find it quickly, and there is no need for the True Creator to worry. "

Edward sighed, added a few ice cubes to the orange juice on hand, and shook it from side to side.

"It seems that the probability of me taking the opportunity to 'help' and sneak into the God-Forsaken Land is a bit low."

"Besides killing and sacrificing the rational clone of the true Creator, is there any other way to enter naturally?"

For one god to go to another god's kingdom is a bit out of line. It's either an invasion or a close friend. I'm afraid that such an act of "trust" between myself and the True Creator, an ally that seems to be completely incompatible with each other, will never be possible. Then find an opportunity to make an agreement... No, if one of the contents of the agreement is to go to the other party's Kingdom of God, then the True Creator will definitely not agree, and will further seal the land abandoned by God to explore the purpose of his trip.

It was somewhat troublesome, but if I hadn't said those few words to Richard Ernst at that time, I might have been able to act calmly in the land abandoned by God now. But - the thing you like wants to use your life to complete a spectacular self-destruction, so it is natural to change your mind.

After taking a few sips of ice-cold orange juice, Edward temporarily stopped thinking about the God-Forsaken Land.

He then began to think about things in the Southern Continent. The two young men who stood out in that prayer were both very good. They had proven their worth in their own way and might have the opportunity to transform from disposable consumables into long-term value-preserving believers. .

"It attracted the attention of the Spiritual Religion Group..."

He scribbled through the prayers and discovered that the escape route of the crazy lady and Mr. serial killer happened to be all the way south, killing local foreigners several times along the way. That's right, unless you are a child who can't remember anything, anyone who does anything evil that oppresses the locals will be killed, regardless of age or sex. The weak people who were once oppressed are going crazy to take revenge on the people of the Northern Continent after gaining power.

Judging from the subsequent returns, their behavior not only attracted the attention and panic of the governors of the Northern Continent, but also attracted the attention of the indulgent faction. Two days ago, they initially had some ragged followers, but the followers were not conducive to their guerrilla warfare, so they refused to accept them. A day ago, they had already come into contact with members of the indulgent faction in Sioa - maybe they Will you choose to join the indulgence school? ——Well, they refused on the grounds that the person they were praying to was not His Highness Si'a... It's hard to say, isn't it?

After all, the Mother Tree of Desire is also considered to be the vest of the Bound God, and Si'a is also the legitimate son of God. Since you are prisoners and demons who are guided by God to "indulge malice and seek revenge," then why is it not Si'a who guides you? Where is the great mother tree? Perhaps the mysterious name you are praying to is just a layer of identity spread by His Highness Si'a.

What the indulgent faction members said was quite reasonable, and the two young men were really impressed.

Si'a, the Pale Queen, the Spiritual Order, and the Rose School, these are four names that are quite attractive to people like them. As a native resident of the Southern Continent and a complete aboriginal, no one does not want to take revenge on the Northern Continent.

Being a slave is not terrible, but if you find fun and a sense of accomplishment in being a slave, and regard being a slave as a kind of happiness, then it will be truly terrible.

They mentioned this matter in their prayers and asked Edward's identity in a rather vague way. Edward did not reply in this regard, but acquiesced to their continued contact with the cult forces in the southern continent.

When I was in jail, apart from listening to the True Creator chatting with myself, I could only listen to prayers to pass the time, so the number of responses this week was already more than in the previous years combined. If those two believers were a little more bold, they could call themselves God's Favored Ones.

"Perhaps I should find a chance to go for a walk on the sea..." Edward said to himself, "This time I will walk directly along the coastline of the Land Abandoned by God. I can always find the 'entrance', right?"

This is the dumbest and most useful method, but it's just too weird for a demon to find the Forsaken Land and sail along the coast. The abyss is outside, and demons should not be interested in the land abandoned by gods.

↑This has always been the case before, but now it is somewhat broken.

He finished the orange juice and stood up to wash the cup.

The window in the living room was open, and outside was a starry night sky.

He walked to the door and opened it. Outside was the daytime at ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun was emitting heat and light listlessly.

Edward closed the window and drew the curtains, not wanting to take another look at the annoying night sky.

"What abominable." He muttered, "It's simply abominable, you actually violated a demon's right to freedom of the demonic body! Do you want me to suffocate to death here because I can't go out to kill people?"

"In this cold and heartless world, only Frank can bring me some comfort."

Edward sat back on the sofa and began to think along the lines of his previous thoughts.

"Actually, if I really just want to walk along the coastline of the God-Forsaken Land, I'd better change my identity."

What kind of person can sail the seas for many years without being weirded out?

He immediately thought of the answer:

Navigator, or pirate!

"Secondly, I need a boat."

The moment this idea came up, Edward suddenly had inspiration:

During the period when Russell opened a new channel in the Southern Continent, the entire Northern Continent ushered in the Age of Navigation. Countless people dreamed of sailing on the sea like Russell, discovering new routes and new islands, and thus becoming famous in history.

More than half of them were shipwrecked in unfamiliar waters and their bodies were no longer alive. The rest who were lucky enough either found some scattered islands or returned successfully.

Every ship that goes out to sea, of course, needs to report, and one of them chose an interesting direction. ——The theory of a round earth has emerged. The captain felt that "since most ships are heading east, I might as well go to the west and see if I can encounter anything."

Theoretically, as long as he is lucky enough, he can encounter the legendary Western Continent.

But the abyss also hides somewhere in the sea far to the west.

Edward watched it go to sea with the eyes of seeing off the warriors, and it was indeed wiped out. Then, decades later, something amazing happened. Its legend suddenly appeared on the sea. Some sailors saw it on the sea and said that it had become a ghost ship. All the crew members were dead and countless people were hanging on the ship. The bloodstains were deeply carved into the wooden planks of the ship's hull.

It always appears in places where the smell of blood is strong, and the whaling ships of the Fusac Empire have a higher chance of witnessing it. In the sea areas after large-scale naval battles, it is said that blood-colored ships covered with skeletons will occasionally appear.

"'Christine', 'Silent Slaughterhouse'... Well, is its current name 'The Death'?"

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Change your identity for later use? The Declined King's thoughts returned to him, and it was accurate.

The four kings and seven generals of the pirates...the one who controls the "King of Death" is the "Immortal King" Agaritu.

Since he dares to claim to be immortal, he should have a powerful method of regeneration, or he should be related to the dead like an undead zombie. The "Sad Death" itself is a sealed object returning from the abyss. Judging from historical rumors, it should have a certain degree of wisdom. , the "Immortal King" is either powerful enough to suppress it, or it has reached an agreement.

Judging from the fact that "the Immortal King's strength is at the bottom of the Four Kings", it should belong to the latter.

I haven't paid much attention to this ship before. I don't know if it is a demonic relic that has obtained the serial number... It doesn't matter, as long as it can be used.

Who is going?

‘Go away. ’

really.

At first glance, it seems that the toy he has descended into has become his real body. In fact, his real self has always been "Edward Vaughn". He just picked up the toy with a little energy and carried out remote control and intelligence collection.

It is most convenient to use this toy to go to the sea, descend the power, kill the "Immortal King" and replace it with a new identity, or continue to play him. After using his new identity as Jin Chan to escape from his shell, the black night's restraint on him was as good as non-existent.

After setting the goal, it’s only time to take action. Both parties agreed that the sooner the better, and it was best to seize the time and leave as soon as possible.

‘Does this need to be told to the True Creator? ’

Just mention it, there is no need to tell Him our purpose - after all, we have sworn to each other on the source of the essence, and it is definitely not intentional destruction.

The plan was finalized and he could leave whenever he wanted. The Declined King immediately got up and rushed to inform the True Creator before today's afternoon tea started. The True Creator was sorting out information about the Aurora Society in his office. He was not surprised when he heard the notice, but asked with some vigilance:

"Your destination is the sea?"

"If you are going to fight with Farbuti, I will stop you. Your increased power is also a danger to the earth."

The Declined King shook his head: "This is different, ally. Under the premise of my current neutrality, strong power can ensure that our agreement goes smoothly and will not be hindered by others. I have always kept my promises."

The True Creator sharply pointed out: "I believe you will keep your promise, because you only need to keep your promise and wait and see what happens to get considerable benefits."

"-In short, as an ally, I will not be overly defensive against you, but I will also pay serious attention to the Abyss and the Bound God. I will stop you as much as I can, such as indirectly, quietly, or not. A friendly game that will worsen our relationship."

"Of course I'm going to enjoy these games."

The Declined King was not surprised. He had expected these words and even looked forward to it: "I have been looking forward to fighting. The earth is too peaceful and feels like it is going to rust. However, there is a situation that you should have expected."

"That's when the Seven Gods attack me. I will fight back, fight back immediately, and I will attack whoever threatens my life. And you don't have to get involved."

"As one of the gods of the earth, I must admit that they are too comfortable, and I look forward to you giving them some lessons." The true creator said against his will, and then added, "Have you learned about Amon's current situation? "

The Declined King asked, "Is this a specific reference?"

"Yes, specifically." said the True Creator, "the one who was cultivated by you."

The Outer God recalled: "I didn't help him on purpose, but he succeeded?"

The expression of the true creator was a bit complicated, as if he was thinking over and over again about his words and how to express it: "He succeeded. He has been unable to wait for your help, so he made his own plan, found a key opportunity, and in Medi With a little support from Qi, he - he succeeded in killing his target and displacing him."

This matter seems to be a bit difficult for the true creator to talk about. After all, one of his sons killed an unknown one of his other sons, and he also had the help of his capable subordinates. Although He almost watched the whole process and acquiesced to this strange murder, the incident itself was indeed a bit exciting for an old father who considered himself more human. His facial expression was very wonderful, and he seemed to be still there. He denounced the foreign gods for bringing up bad children.

The Outer God was very satisfied with Amon's actions, so he decided to reluctantly comfort his old father who was in a complicated mood.

"The way Amon anchors himself is very similar to the way we do."

The researcher reluctantly raised his eyelids.

The outside god is tempting: "You are his father, but do you understand the existence and characteristics of mythical creatures like Amon? Do you think they anchor themselves through memory, behavior, or their own image?"

"It should be both." The True Creator said, "With memory, He can confirm his identity."

The Declined King shook his head.

"You are wrong. You treat Amon as an individual."

"You have a stereotype, that is, you only regard Amon as the real Amon, your child. Perhaps this is true from a physiological and human perspective, but Amon is actually a whole. Think about it , Amon’s memory is basically shared. If the clone dies, the main body can feel the same pain. And if the main body dies, a clone will immediately come up and become the new main body, right?"

Amon's character is not very obvious, and even his clones have their own preferences, but their appearance characteristics are very obvious: monocle. Or add wizard robes, a broad forehead and slightly curly black hair.

These elements are far more intuitive than other impressions. When they are put together, there is only one answer: This is Amon!

"In the process of upgrading, there will inevitably be some memory loss, but Amon is still Amon. Even if he forgets his father and his identity one day, they are still Amon."

"Your statement is also a bit loose."

The true creator put forward his own point of view and proved that his creation (son) was as he appeared: "In the land abandoned by the gods, Amon would steal the lights of the towns that converted to me because he regarded this behavior as betraying the ancient sun god. . It can be seen that memory is still important in their hearts."

Thinking of those cities that were instantly swallowed up by darkness, the True Creator truly felt sorry for his followers.

"His respect and love for his father only belongs to the ancient sun god. In addition, not even believers, companions, or comrades can share it." The outer god said, "Will he regard this behavior as human nature? You can you?"

The True Creator hesitated: "Yes."

"I see, this may also be a manifestation of human nature."

The Outer God also accepted this statement. Anyway, he didn't know or care what human nature was. It is a virtue among gods not to criticize God's preferences at will. A verbal dispute can easily turn into a fight to the death.

After saying that, he said goodbye to the true Creator who was still struggling, and prepared to go to sea to hunt his target in the near future.

"The Immortal King" Agaritu, and the "King of Death".

TBC

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At this time, Herman had just finished his supper of fish-human meat.