Chapter 256 Improving Style
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On the third floor of the building, Klein once again woke up from his dream due to spiritual intuition. He wanted to catch the infiltrator who interrupted his sleep and feed it to his "creeping hunger".
This time, he directly opened the iron cigarette box and released the "Wraith Soul" marionette.
Senior's figure in a dark red coat first walked into the full-length mirror, and then jumped to the oriel window of the valet's room.
"He" stared at Richardson, seeing the footman sitting up and looking at the door fearfully and nervously.
The door opened silently, and a figure flashed in.
Under the crimson moonlight, the infiltrator revealed a tan complexion, soft outlines, and short black curly hair. He was obviously a Bailang race from the Southern Continent.
With a slightly cold aura, he stood at the door, looked at Richardson who was looking at him, and said in a deep voice:
"Have you thought about it?
"Don't think that you can get the peaceful life you want by leaving us. The blood of Death's people flows in your body, and you are destined to give everything you have to restore the glory of God."
"Think about your dead mother, think about the bullying you once suffered. Do you hope that your children will still grow up in the eyes of others with discrimination in the future, and will always be others' servants?"
"...But, what can I do..." Richardson buried his head and said with difficulty.
"Waiting for the mission given to you." The infiltrator's voice softened a little.
Richardson didn't answer yes or no, and seemed to be still struggling in his mind.
The infiltrator didn't pay attention to his hesitation. When he agreed, he turned around, exited the room, and left the same way.
"Death people...spirits, people from the Death Church?"
Since the restoration of the Balam Empire, there has been no restoration organization in Balam other than the Church of Death.
Klein, who had witnessed everything just now, lay on the bed and muttered silently to himself: "There seems to be their shadow behind many of the parades of Southern Continents and mixed-race people in recent days. What task will they ask Richardson to do? Steal me Money, provide funds to the organization? Or create a terrorist incident at a banquet of an upper-class circle? "
While he was thinking, his helpful neighbor Miss Hazel Macht appeared from the shadows and knocked the infiltrator to the ground with one punch.
This... Klein was startled.
Then, Hazel, who succeeded in one blow, excitedly waved her fists several times, and then rang the doorbell of Dwayne Dantès' house.
Klein watched all this silently. Before the butler arrived, he controlled the infiltrator who fainted at the door and left. He asked about their purpose and the organization they belonged to - subordinates of the Church of Death. A small organization active in Backlund, the Black Skull Party.
Soon, the intruder, who had turned into a secret puppet, returned the same way and blew up the stronghold of the "Black Skull Party", leaving no one alive.
Mr. Dwayne Dantès was finally able to continue sleeping peacefully.
But whether it was his illusion, he seemed to feel that everything around him was darker than before. Except for the gas lights on the road, everything seemed to be immersed in pure black shadow.
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May 16, Backlund time, 3 p.m.
"...This is what happened. The Lord came in front of us and spoke these words to us, and then He left, taking away the shadow of the place abandoned by God..." Derrick said vividly at the Tarot meeting Telling everything that had happened before, his eloquence has been greatly improved in the Tarot meeting. In addition, the story itself is shocking enough. In just a few words, everyone can be brought into the experience he described, "... …Now, although there is still no sunlight in the God-Forsaken Land, the shadows are no longer dangerous…”
The members of the Tarot Society looked at each other. They knew that the biggest danger in the Land Abandoned by the Gods was the eerie and terrifying darkness. As long as the light disappeared, people would disappear into the absolute darkness. In such an environment, it would be impossible to survive. The difficulty of coming down has been increased more than a hundred times.
And the gods of faith descended on the earth, announcing to them that salvation was ahead, and even took away the terrifying darkness in the land abandoned by the gods - such a mythical and epic picture made everyone think a lot.
"That means there is no need to light candles at all times in Silver City?" Curious Audrey couldn't help but ask this question.
"Sun", who looked obviously much looser than usual, shook his head:
"There is still a dangerous darkness in the God-Forsaken Land, but those dangers will not only make people disappear, but also monsters."
"The shadow that just makes people disappear is gone. We can try to sleep in a dark environment in Silver City."
Audrey, whose curiosity was satisfied, said sincerely: "This is really great. Thank you for your answer, Mr. Sun."
After "Justice" finished asking, "The Hanged Man" couldn't help but ask the question he was most concerned about:
"In addition to daily life, this should also be of great help to your hunting and exploration."
The implication is: Your exploration scope should be expanded, right? The types of monsters to hunt should increase, right? Can some new species be added to the list of monsters around Silver City?
It's like seeing a sheep begin to moult, and I can't help but want to touch it.
Derrick was just about to talk about this matter, so he nodded immediately and said:
"Yes, Mr. Hanged Man."
"I am already a 'notary public' and can apply for a non-high-sequence extraordinary item and participate in more explorations."
"The 'Six-person Council' has made a decision. Since the shadow is no longer dangerous, it will expand the scope of exploration and continue to move along the opened 'Afternoon Town' to go to the place where the Lord's gaze comes from, looking for a way to reach God's Abandonment The way beyond the land.”
He paused, with a hint of pride in his eyes:
"Although the Lord has said that 'salvation is on the way,' Silver City supports the decision of the 'Six-person Council' and we are willing to continue to explore outside on our own initiative instead of blindly waiting for 'salvation' to come."
When he mentioned "salvation", Derrick looked vaguely in the direction of "The Fool".
Of course, Klein also noticed the little movements of "The Sun", or in fact, everyone was subconsciously connecting "salvation" with Mr. Fool, because it was Mr. "Fool" who sent the "Sun" far away in the land abandoned by God. "Bring it to their eyes, and help him equally through the Tarot Society's principle of equivalent exchange. Since the Creator said "salvation is on the way," they naturally associate it with this.
Therefore, the "Fool" himself had similar doubts in his heart.
"It has been determined that the ancient sun god believed in by Silver City is the 'True Creator'. He was damaged and corrupted for some reason, but somehow returned to normal and began to give normal revelations to the Aurora Society and the Land Abandoned by God... …and tried to communicate with me.”
But no matter how you say it, the black coal briquettes of the Aurora Society cannot be washed away at all, and they are so black that they fall off. It would be a huge psychological stress for a normal person to stand with them, let alone talk to their Lord.
Klein is actually not willing to get close to this fellow evil god, because if he had a good relationship with Aurora, a lunatic like Mr. A could give up thinking today and directly put a reward for "The Fool" in a secret gathering, and even put " The name of "The Fool" has been made public. Tomorrow, he may directly announce in a secret gathering that "Cline Moretti is the envoy of our Lord." A dead man suddenly becomes an important member of the Aurora Society. Not only will he himself suffer, but Benson , Melissa will all suffer, and the church will definitely intervene.
"The Good Will of the True Creator" and "Origin Castle" are both hot potatoes, not to mention that currently, the former is even hotter.
However……
Judging from his observations, the Church of the Seven Gods' exploration of the land abandoned by the gods has still been focused on "collecting legends", and the Aurora Society knows much better than them. If no one else is also secretly contacting God's Abandoned Land, the "salvation" mentioned by the true Creator may actually be him.
"Well... in a place like Silver City, if I have the ability, I will definitely provide some help. The 'Sun' has been here for a long time, but He said, 'Salvation is on the way.' So what does the true Creator mean? Woolen cloth?"
"Aurora will have a route to the land abandoned by the gods..."
"Does the True Creator want me to bring out the people from the land abandoned by God?"
It's somewhat possible... Klein still feels strange.
"This shouldn't be the case. He can go in and leave again, so why not rescue people along the way? Even if he finds it troublesome, there are angels in the Aurora Order, including the War Angel Medici, the Destiny Angel Ouroleus...them Why not do it?”
He did not interfere with the lively discussion among the Tarot Club members and fell into his own thoughts.
Suddenly, he thought of the information he just read in Russell's diary today:
"On September 11th, ever since I became an angel, I have had the feeling that my personality has been split. In my heart, my spirit, and deep in my spirit, there is always a voice urging me, influencing me, and creating With uncontrollable indifference, bloodthirsty, cruelty and madness.
"No wonder Mr. Door said that sanity is temporary and madness is eternal."
"On September 28th, I haven't written a diary for a long time. In the past half month, I seemed to be watching myself being replaced by strangers little by little, becoming cold and scary little by little. Even my daughter Bernadette They can only produce a small amount of fatherly love in me, very little."
"Just when I was about to go crazy, I seemed to hear countless praises. Those were my subjects, those were all the people who benefited from my reforms, and those were the believers who regarded me as the 'Son of Steam' , praising me, singing my praises, erecting statues for me, writing stories for me, creating poetry for me.”
"Their voices are like anchors on a ship, helping me 'orient' myself."
"I began to have the ability to fight against that desire and that cry from the heart. I came out little by little, and I was able to have normal emotions as a father, a husband, and a man again."
"Just in Sequence 2, there are such changes. When you reach Sequence 0, when you reach the true god level, how terrifying will the madness you have to fight against be?"
"Perhaps they also need to be 'positioned' to combat the extraordinary characteristics and the strong tendency to lose control hidden deep in the collective subconscious."
"I probably understand a little bit why they established the church, why they wanted to spread their faith, why they wrote chapters for the saints of their own power, and left legends for the corresponding angels..."
anchor……
legend……
Klein resisted the urge to frown and continued to think thoughtfully.
...If the True Creator is really suggesting that I save Silver City, then if I do it, Silver City will definitely thank me.
With constant help, little "Sun" has shown signs of wavering in his faith. When he learned that the Creator was crazy, he was painful and confused, and worked harder to prevent himself from standing still due to this matter... …
Now, the true Creator has directly declared that "you don't have to believe in me", which is equivalent to personally cutting off the faith of Silver City. According to the operating rules of this world, Silver City must believe in other gods...
Could it be that the true Creator wants... them to believe in me? Be my anchor?
Klein felt a little ridiculous.
Everything from the idea to the method is incredible. In the diary, Russell only needs an anchor at Sequence 2, but now that he is only Sequence 5, the True Creator is already considering this matter for him...
...It's a bit scary...
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"Starting from this week, we will hold a weekly confession ceremony and gradually improve our work style?"
After reading the latest announcement, Mr.
Z took a photo of the last announcement on his hand, wiped his hands, and replied:
"Do you still remember the 'Black Saint'?"
"Remember."
"The notes of the 'Black Saint' for this pilgrimage have been sorted out and I have allowed myself to copy and read them." Mr. Z saw that Mr. , baptized sins, and redeemed themselves. Everyone else gradually defeated the evil thoughts in their hearts. Only he and the evil thoughts were in a stalemate. He lost contact with him for several months and no news came back. "
"Um."
"Our Lord, hangs himself upside down at the end of the world to atone for the sins of all living beings. The 'Black Saint' did not pass the test of evil thoughts, thinking that this was a sign that he was not pious and firm enough. Therefore, the Lord issued a revelation, allowing each of us to Repent frequently, repent of the sins that you have avoided and do not want to remember, pray to the Lord, change your style, and constantly learn from the great Lord, only in this way can you atone for your sins."
Mr.
"Everyone." Mr. Z said, "So everyone is actively studying law recently."
"You have to repent for any illegal behavior?" Mr.
Mr. Z nodded indifferently: "But spiritual repentance is necessary, and it also helps to stabilize ourselves. There are not enough priests in the organization anymore. Resolving one person counts as one person's merit. If you become a priest now, it will There are still more than 100 meritorious deeds left in the monthly guarantee.”
"is not what it means……"
Mr. Z, who had not done many bad things, squinted his eyes: "Aren't you willing to repent?"
The surroundings suddenly became a little quieter.
In the Aurora Society, all believers who cannot act in accordance with the Lord's oracle immediately are not pious enough. When the True Creator decided to allow the Aurora Society to confess every week, the real fanatics had already bought a house outside the confession room. , and the slightly inferior ones have already begun to flog themselves to atone for their sins, while the even inferior ones choose to surrender and send themselves to prison.
——Those who send themselves to prison are pious but not very smart. If you are already in prison, how can you continue to dedicate yourself to the Lord?
"My faith in the Lord is unwavering." Those who listened to the ravings were all fanatical believers. Mr.
Mr. Z said: "Does this kind of thing still need to be stipulated in the charter? It is spontaneous."
Mr. X breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said, "I understand."
He bypassed Mr. Z and walked out of the hall, reaching out and grabbing his hair with some annoyance.
"Repent..." He muttered, thinking of some things and his accomplices, "I have to ask Botis."
Talking about the various big and small things that have happened all along, they are nothing more than murder, arson, and robbery of extraordinary items, and the one that has had the greatest impact is the "betrayal of the Abraham family" a long time ago.
"Do we have to repent for this kind of thing? The Abraham family has become so weak. The middle and middle ranks are so pitiful, but they are trying to control us students with foreign surnames..." Louis Wein shook his head, "If we don't betray them, How can I be promoted to 'Traveler', and how can Botis be promoted to 'Mystic Mage'? They can't even save demigods themselves, so how can they give it to us. Even the sealed artifacts they are willing to lend us are pitiful. If you guard so many things and don’t take them out for use, do you still want to take them into the grave with you?”
"It's just profit, is there anything wrong with this?"
He didn't take it seriously, then pulled up his black hood, put on his iconic mask, and walked away in the shadows.
TBC
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There is an exam tomorrow, so I asked for leave.
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