Chapter 311 Preparing to Jump Into the Sea

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Beyond Earth.

In the prison built by storm and darkness, the traveler who wanders forever in the gap between the planet and the starry sky raised his head.

The red moonlight flowed like blood on his body, and his spirit was sometimes in a trance and sometimes awake. While wandering, he occasionally turned his head and looked into the distance, as if his eyes could penetrate the bottomless darkness and see the blue sky. Colorful planet.

After wandering like this for an unknown amount of time, the darkness quietly became a little thinner, and the traveler noticed and looked into the distance.

‘Don’t you want to take another look? ’

‘Don’t you want to go back? ’

‘Your children also miss you very much. They have never given up looking for traces of their ancestors. ’

‘My poor child, who has been away from his hometown for thousands of years, still remembers what his hometown looks like? ’

He struggled to ignore the kind and gentle words of his gentle mother in his ears, struggled to restrain his desire to break free from the shackles and take a look at his hometown for a moment, turned his head, stepped forward, and once again moved forward in the boundless loneliness and silence.

The struggle against self is long and painful, but fortunately, a thousand years have passed, and only the last 18 years are left. The struggle will definitely bear fruit.

I don't know how long he walked, but his only obsession and muddled spirit gradually became sober. When He came back to his senses, the red moonlight had quietly receded, and the silver light fell on His shoulders and hands like white frost.

Bethel Abraham looked at his hands and reached out to shake them doubtfully, trying to catch the silvery white light.

An ancient fragment emerged from the few memories he had left - when he was not yet a mythical creature, an elder told a story from the legendary Glorious Era. In the story, the ancient sun god Trying to make the moon change color.

"God said: The moonlight should be as pure as silver."

"And the kingdom of heaven was silent because of this, and all the angels looked at each other, not understanding whether there was any deeper meaning."

"This may be a motto, an allusion, a metaphor for the gods' whims and their power to change the heavens... The gods have the power to change everything, but remember, don't believe in the kindness of gods, just believe in their power …”

In the fragmented memory, the chattering of the elders was picked up from the dusty past. At this moment, Bethel was as puzzled as the ancient angels in the myth, and curious about the silver crescent moon. . It is known that the Fallen Mother Goddess is a born mythical creature. It is impossible to reduce the influence on herself for no reason, it is impossible to stop bewitching and controlling her, and there is no need to suddenly exert influence on the moon to wake her up, not to mention that I am not Ancient sun god, what does the color of the moon have to do with him?

In short, the Fallen Mother Goddess will never care about the original color of the moon, nor will she change the color because of the ancient sun god's words, nor will she try to scare herself with the changed color. The Fallen Mother Goddess may not even know about the ancient sun. This motto of God.

Bethel was therefore even more convinced that something happened on earth that affected the activities of the fallen mother goddess.

He fell into a brief silence. After a moment, Bethel looked hesitantly in the direction of his hometown, and the cascading starlight gates shone in the depths of his eyes.

Countless doors opened in his field of vision, covered with silver moonlight. The traveler's eyes penetrated the storm of time and darkness, staring at the blue planet from a distance.

After a few breaths, red light hit him. He closed his eyes and once again fell into the abyss of self-struggle.

…

As soon as the precious 30 seconds passed, the Decline King immediately stopped affecting the uniqueness of the "moon".

The hazy red light at the edge of the moonlight immediately blurred out, turning the silver moonlight crimson like gauze mist again.

"Your idea surprises me, but it's also within my guess."

The Outer God suppressed and sealed the uniqueness, trying to prevent the source of negative power from continuing to expand its influence on the outside world. Then he said to the true creator: "After seeing that I obtained the moon, my first reaction was not to let me use the moon to attack Fusac." The army is not launching an attack just to use me to talk nonsense to the gods...ah, I rather like the little unique emotions of you nostalgic remnants."

Actually I just want to see the bright moon in the past.

It wouldn't be bad if it was just this level of humanity, but it is a pity that the humanity that is unwilling to give up will always turn into obsession in the end. Even if it is just a simple little wish at the beginning, after time and one's own changes, it will not be bad. Probably distorted beyond recognition.

Even without divinity, life will become distorted on its own.

Chasing the shadow of the past is not a bad thing, but life will always forget that there is a future because of being too attached to the past.

"Your reactions always give me the feeling that that period of history is not dead yet." Outer God used Edward Vaughn's face to show a completely un-Edwardian smile, "But it is indeed dead. It can be used by me." Its inclusion is proof that it’s dead.”

Although it is very objective and does not have any other meaning, this sentence itself does not give a very good feeling to the ancient survivors present. However, the true Creator would not be angry because of a fact that he already knew. He calmly and calmly asked:

"Do you talk like this in the starry sky?"

"No one talks to me in the starry sky. We roam, fight, and do what we want to do. Sometimes we can fight several times a day, and sometimes we don't meet a single compatriot for hundreds of thousands of years."

The Declined King recalled for a few seconds: "After coming to Earth, I vaguely remember someone asking the other me for directions, but I don't remember who it was."

The one in the starry sky asking for directions? The expression of the true creator was a little horrifying, and he thought of countless possible demigods of the Abraham family in an instant.

"The goddess of the night has held the red moon for so long, and now if I touch it, the fallen mother goddess won't be immediately angry with me, probably."

"perhaps."

"I'm not familiar with the Mother Goddess." The Outer God said, "If we were very familiar with each other, I would become her child."

"She? You use 'she' to call the Mother Goddess?"

"I will throw away the uniqueness when the time is right. I don't need it. Keeping it will only increase my unnecessary hunger and the mother goddess's disgust." The Outer God held the glowing red sphere in his hand and thought for a moment. After a moment, "Oh, the Mother Goddess likes to be called 'she'."

"Strictly speaking, the Mother Goddess is not called 'she', but - because she is a symbol of the feminine, so the proprietary pronouns used to describe feminine life in all civilizations naturally belong to her, and you humans 'She' is no exception."

The True Creator's eyebrows moved, feeling something new. This is a brand new perspective that is not within the scope of my past “omniscience”, but it is certainly included in God’s “omniscience”.

My past self didn't know much about the dangerous starry sky.

“In places where Mother Goddess’ gaze and spirituality can influence, never think about or mention mothers, daughters, and all direct female elders, nor call yourself children or descendants. These titles will attract the attention of Mother Goddess, and then Change your understanding of the Mother Goddess.”

The True Creator listened patiently to these starry sky information and asked curiously:

"Is the Mother Goddess more than just a 'mother'?"

"No, it may be difficult for you to understand the state of the Mother Goddess." The Declined King thought for a while and answered in more detail, "The Mother Goddess has the states of 'daughter' and 'mother', and is constantly switching between the two. The most powerful mother gives birth to a daughter, the best daughter becomes a mother, and there is no end to the updating of versions of the Mother Goddess’s self. She is the most beautiful, the most powerful, the most beautiful symbol of the feminine.”

The witch is also a symbol of the feminine, but it is different from the feminine symbol of life like the Mother Goddess.

The witch and the hunter lead to the "natural disaster of destruction, the root disaster". Their power does not lie in becoming a woman or a man, but in the interpretation of the "disaster". The forced change of gender is probably just a way to distinguish between the two disasters.

Just like the witch is a feminine disaster, just like a natural disaster that cannot be traced, it is presented in various romantic forms such as curses, love, and malice in the heart, with a bit of dramatic beauty. The hunter is a masculine disaster, a direct war and violence, a display of strength, the most straightforward plundering and killing of the weak, but it can complete a positive role in the name of the country or other justice.

In fact, during the discussion and research, the Decline King believed that Medici had actually already completed her role as the "witch".

The concealment and assassination of "assassins" may be understood as beheading operations between armies. "Instigators", instigating wars and provoking conflicts, must have happened to Medici, but "witches" are not necessarily...if they are just symbols. "The ominous person who brings disaster" is definitely over-performing. Judging from Medici's behavior, "joy" can melt in the mouth of ten bottles of magic potion. "Pain" and "despair" - war brings far more pain and despair to people than those caused by love. !

The mythical creature has also achieved "immortality". Needless to say, the "disaster" that follows, the "doomsday" can also be directly played by the doomsday of the Eastern Continent caused by the "Redemption Rose", leaving only the final "chaos" and even the "original" Not played yet.

The Red Angel Medici can be said to be the most outstanding person in the world today in terms of playing the "Destructive Catastrophe". Even if he is not reborn, and someone else becomes the true god of the hunter path, he can only rely on the neighboring paths to accommodate the witch. It requires rituals and performances, which is a long way from Medici.

"anyway."

The Declined King put away his uniqueness and asked another question:

"Do you have any methods or items to improve your containment success rate? Do you have any specific plans to go to the Eastern Continent?"

After getting the topic back on track, thoughts of the true Creator flying to the stars also flew back.

"I don't know if I can accommodate success, and I don't know how long it will take, so I act as soon as possible." The True Creator said, "In just a few days, the prototype of the Intis Church has begun to operate, and the Aurora Society can try out the subsequent events on its own. Handle it."

He hesitated briefly for a second:

"I have an item that can slightly control the Sea of ​​Chaos, which is the Desecrated Slate."

"...You can actually control the Sea of ​​Chaos with your previous body?" The Outer God frowned, feeling that his confusion about God as a pillar has deepened, "I see, this is the reason why you respect the holy relics. ?”

"...Don't think about those strange reasons!"

"I remember that there are actually 22 paths of potions on the desecrated slate, right? Is the desecrated slate your corpse fossil or a tombstone? Can there be words on the fossils and tombstones that have nothing to do with your own path?"

"Stop thinking about these things!"

"Oh." The Outer God changed the subject in a good-natured manner, "Where is the blasphemous slate? Do you want me to get it for you?"

"No need." The True Creator stiffly changed the subject, "What strategies do you have to improve the success rate?"

The Declined King didn't even think about it:

"Give Adam the Pen of Alsuhod."

"Let Adam be a vegetative dreamer, dreaming of the sequence-one nature and uniqueness of my other path."

So dare to bet? The True Creator was startled and heard the Decline King continue to say:

"I suggest you leave quickly, while your will is clear now. There are only two ways. You have the direction of the Creator, but you do not have the authority to create everything, nor are you omniscient and omnipotent. This way, you are actually very different from the God before. You can survive by working hard."

"Of course, if you plan to delay a little longer, take back some authority and rely on God before leaving, or play with balance for a while, I don't have a problem with it. This is your pasture anyway."

"No more delay."

None of the things that happened recently were within his expectations. What happened to the goddess of the night proved that the outer god would not always watch quietly from the side. He would intervene and at most prevent things from slipping to the bottom. There is no recovery.

The true creator now somewhat understands the thoughts of the starry sky gods, and is ready to prepare any method immediately, because strategy and intelligence only make sense when one has power.

Making Adam a daydreamer runs the risk of losing control, but gives him an advantage when jumping into the sea.

There is no need to think about "what to do in the future" for the time being, because if you don't solve the immediate problem, there will be no future.

Thinking about it this way, the living environment in Starry Sky is somewhat similar to Silver City. It is difficult for you to spend a long time planning to kill a certain god or monster, and in the process, you may encounter any powerful creature at any time. The best way is Always live in the present, keep all weapons and yourself in the best condition, and be prepared to deal with all sudden enemies.

Still need strength.

As long as you are strong enough, you can deal with any emergencies calmly.

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"Why do you think I'm so weak?"

Richard Ernst finished flipping through the newspaper, read the information about the Rose School, and sighed at the two puppets placed on his desk. The two puppets rolled their eyes, looked at each other again, and looked away from each other:

"It seems that Intis does not intend to restore citizenship to the Highland Colony, but I don't know what the Aurora Society wants to do."

Richard touched his chin and muttered to himself:

"Is this a good opportunity? I think the Aurora Society member may need to temporarily act benevolent and neutral. The Intis garrison in the Highland Colony is about to become a straggler. If they can be mobilized during this period, If we clean it up and restore the country as soon as possible, maybe Intis will hold his nose and admit it."

"Hey, I still lack strength. If Si'a hadn't been contaminated, I would have taken action long ago."

The two demigods were startled when they heard this. "The Silent One" Maihams, who had golden nails on his mouth, moved his lips. His silent appearance could not hide his emotional heart. He was still the "puppet" Tawfik. He quickly stammered and said:

"You, please think twice, Your Highness the Angel of Temperance!"

"how?"

"His Highness Si'a now has a very high reputation, and even our God has not shown strong denial... Resistance forces from all over the country are already gathering. We, we don't need to have internal strife now..."

"Do you think this is internal strife?" Richard asked, "It's also Sequence One, and I can do much better than Si'a."

"No, I'm sorry, Your Highness, that's not what I am..."

Richard sighed deeply, stretched out his hand and flicked the Tawfik puppet until it fell on the table and did not get up for a long time, shaking his head and saying:

"The ideological work is not in place yet! Our promotion is for the high ground and for the people. Of course, better people should be in charge. Do you think the current cohesion of the resistance is only due to Si'a's change of philosophy? Haha."

He snorted and did not continue to express his thoughts: "Forget it, but it is really inconvenient to do it now. When will the great bound god be able to give his devout believers a uniqueness and sequence one? It is not too polluted. The serious kind.”

"The Silent One" Maihams's expression twisted violently.

Richard did not continue to provide them with psychological construction. He touched his hand and suddenly thought of something:

"By the way, the previous letter of cooperation with War Red has not been sent yet. The curse that appeared in Behrens is really strange. It actually made my divination and tracing fail at the end. Could it be that it involves level 0 sealed objects or even Something of a higher order?”

"Let the Aurora Club worry about this matter, I don't care."

He reached out and rummaged around on the table, and pulled out a letter sealed with wax seals, with beautiful Intis cursive calligraphy written on the cover.

"I need to think carefully about this partner led by Irena. Well, he seems to be a good person."

"Mr. Dwayne Dantès? Mr. X, who does this name intend to avenge?"

"It's just right to live in Backlund. Now that the Church of Night has been damaged, Backlund... no one should have time to take care of me, right?"

TBC

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On the big stage of Backlund, if you are an angel, just come.