Chapter 481 Insignificant

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Medici looked at Ourolius's expression and suddenly realized that he had encountered a big problem in his life.

That means you are fully mentally prepared to embark on a painful and difficult road that may lead to death at any time, and you are happy with it, thinking that this is the way to realize your ideals in life and fulfill your Lord’s instructions, no matter what No matter what happens, don't stop.

But your friend doesn't think so.

Although your friend has not seen you for a long time, he still pays attention to you and cares about you. After seeing that you are willing to embark on the path of pain, and even ready to die, he naturally refuses to agree. In order to prevent You, He solved what you wanted to do.

"But who taught you to solve the problem like this, Ourolius?" Medici took a breath, "You don't want me to take risks, can't you tell me directly? I see you also have a mouth, how can you just put it in your mouth?" Did Klein solve it?"

Ourolius also looked at Medici, making it clear that he would not let him take another step.

"Because that is the root of your adventure. If you help Him, you are making an enemy for yourself. One day you will be harmed by Him."

Medici frowned: "Is this your prophecy? Did you decide to kill Klein because of this prophecy?"

Ourolius looked at Him deeply and stopped talking.

Ah...wandering.

Yes.

Isn't His current state just wandering? In order to give herself something to do, to fulfill the Lord's will, and for herself, Medici chose to help Klein, so as to save herself from having to think about unhappy things over and over again because she had nothing to do.

Medici was forced to think of his current situation - well, he was indeed a homeless person, an angel without a church organization, and a wild extraordinary characteristic.

If the emperor of the Einhorn family came to kill him in order to become a god, he would have to put in a lot of effort, and he might even actually die. Because the true Creator is gone and there is no God standing behind Him, He, Ouroleus, the Angel of the Holy Word, and even other extraordinary beings in the Creator Church are now in an extremely dangerous state. God may avenge them, but revenge means nothing to the dead.

"...So you still made the same choice as Hermes."

Medici bared his teeth and heard the sneers of the two cohabitants.

The Red Angel himself is indeed free and easy, and does not take death or the destruction of his family seriously. In other words, he knows these two things and it is useless even if he takes them seriously. Reality does not depend on His thoughts. Survival and finding a way for the future are important.

The Red Angel still has to live in the present. The flame should not think about how long it can burn, as long as it makes sure that it is powerful enough when it burns. Therefore, when necessary, Medici feels that it is not impossible to regard himself as part of the fuel.

"If you helped Klein to get help from the Lord of Mysteries, then why not choose God?"

Ourolius's voice was low, and his long silver-white hair fell to his waist.

"Of course I know that He is not our Lord and will never be...but the Lord's martyrdom is not for you to die."

Ouroleus has always known how to calm the flames temporarily: "The Lord originally asked you to help Klein, and also had the idea of ​​letting you and I survive with the help of the power of the future Lord of Mysteries. However, God has awakened first, and brought the Lord's With memories and imprints, we...maybe able to choose to stay with Him temporarily, looking for opportunities to become gods, and then make plans."

Medici was silent for several seconds, and finally sighed heavily.

"In other words, you brought Klein in and used me to escort him all the way to God, in exchange for God's protection and the opportunity for us to become gods - did He really agree to this?"

Ourolius was quiet for a while and said:

"He didn't say yes directly."

"He just said that the King of Angels is not enough to be His slave."

Medici took a breath of cold air with sour teeth. He felt that he was looked down upon by God. He felt that he and Ourolius were like two pieces of pork put on the scale. God weighed it twice, looked at the quality, shook his head and said it was okay. Although he was not satisfied, he could barely accept it.

Sauron cursed at first, and then snickered again: "Your good friends have worked so hard to keep you alive, so you agreed to this god's position for charity, Medici, do you have the means yourself? Get rid of the pollution of uniqueness?"

"I think it's pretty good."

Einhorn yawned and said in a weak tone:

"How do you say that word... "Guan", well, this is "guaranteed", just accept it, Medici. Although the true Creator is covered by His consciousness, He is willing to make you a god. Wait until the entire earth is taken over by God. Now, you can follow God and conquer the stars."

Becoming a god has nothing to do with them, so the two conquerors gloated and admired Medici's dilemma with great interest - the palms and backs of his hands were all flesh, and there was a master in front of him who was willing to protect you even though he would kill you. And if you are given a god status, you may have the chance to become a natural disaster of destruction if you follow him. So what is unacceptable about just killing the master?

"Damn it, what are you talking about! Shut up!"

Medici suddenly raised his voice because of these words. He became a little nervous. He grabbed Ourolius's shoulder with one hand and shook it vigorously:

"Orochi! Do we really have no other choice? Well, I admit that it is impossible to become a god with the strength of the two of us. After so many years, you still can't find the uniqueness (Uroleus's clear eyes suddenly appeared A trace of murderous intent)...But are you really willing to join His command? Don't deceive yourself, truly become God's word...we have no other thoughts!"

Ourolius didn't even move his eyebrows.

Medici was really in trouble now. As Ourolius's thousand-year-old friend, and as an ancient angel, they all had unique self-esteem and arrogance and would not give in easily. But Hermes's surrender seemed like a beginning. He could see that Ouroilius also complained about God's attitude, but he could not say, and did not say, that if they did not follow God, fate would indicate their death.

There is always something to lose.

Medici cast his eyes uncontrollably not far away, and together with Ourolius, stared at Klein who was half kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed.

"As long as we give him one, we can live, and the earth and mankind will not perish."

Ouroleus's words were close to His ears, like some kind of motto:

"This is the smallest price fate can find."

But at this moment, when the angels were thinking about the cost and sacrifice, dignity and life, not far away Lovia's gray eyes, covered with a shadow "cloak", flickered. She raised her bloody face and spoke with The two-meter-tall mass of squirming flesh, skinless and flowing with bright red mucus, stepped on the ground at the same time. With the help of the strong wind, it pounced on the "Dark Angel" who was also stationary.

There was already a touch of madness in her eyes, and it seemed that it would not take long for the spirit body to completely lose its mind, or be contaminated, and completely lose control.

However, Lovia's eyes at this moment were more rational and decisive.

She knew what she was doing, and she knew exactly where she was now and where she would end up.

Amidst the roaring wind, her collapsed body and the shadow "cloak" fell on the body of "Dark Angel" Sasril.

The squirming flesh eroded in, and the thick shadow expanded rapidly, binding his figure together.

Ourolius tilted his head slightly in the direction of her - he had the urge to frown, because he remembered this woman, who was the most respectful to him in Silver City. Before he was born, I heard her praying to me many times.

He was slightly dissatisfied and irritable.

It’s not that Ourolius learned humanity, defeated divinity, understood love and courage, and developed a lot of love for humans because he was raised by Silver City for a year, but that he believed that Lovia and Colin Ely Art is a human being who is devout to the Lord, and he is also an outstanding human being with talents. The two of them are more worthy of living - this is why he chose to appear now. After Klein was "given" to God, He could ensure that the two humans lived and returned to Silver City to help him convince the people there.

Well, of course God has a way to save everyone in Silver City from Amon, but the price goes without saying.

Thinking about it, Uroleus moved his fingers slightly, and Lovia's body, which had turned into a sticky shadow curtain, uncontrollably regrouped and returned to reality. Time went back and pinched her back to a human being, and pressed her again. on the ground.

Lovia paused for a moment, turned her head in disbelief, and looked at the child-like angel.

"Don't waste your lives." Ourolius said, "They belong to..."

"But the Lord for whom I am willing to sacrifice my life is no longer here!" Lovia suddenly let out a heart-rending roar.

After a brief stagnation, Colin Iliad straightened up and slashed forward with the Dawn Sword in his right hand, letting the sharp silvery light "flash" to the surface of Saslier's body; Lovia resisted while Respecting the "restart" restriction given to her by Ourolius, she let the "Silver Knight" evil spirit she was herding swing her giant sword from bottom to top, creating a terrifying storm composed of patches of light.

The brilliant silvery white continued to extend forward amidst the crackling sound, completely submerging Saslier's body, but it was blocked by the two layers of invisible barriers and failed to invade the interior.

At this time, Lovia finally broke free from the "restart" temporarily and tried to turn into a shadow again to bind and invade Saslier's body.

Without Lovia's need to speak, Colin Iliad understood her intention and immediately roared in a low voice:

"Walk!"

boom!

His two straight swords of dawn cut through the void at the same time, causing silvery white light to explode around Lovia and "Dark Angel" Saslier, who were entangled together.

Just when Colin gritted his teeth, stared intently, and was mentally prepared to cut apart his companions and the body of Dark Angel, his vision suddenly changed. Colin opened his eyes wide and saw the body of Dark Angel. Various weaknesses, saw the weak points protected by the spiritual power of the King of Angels, and saw the most fragile corner where the spiritual and physical body of this body are connected.

"Psychic link"!

"Avoid it!"

He believed that Lovia also saw it, because the shadow suddenly began to squirm, and while imprisoning the opponent, it exposed several weaknesses.

Ourolius pursed his lips and turned to look at Medici, who was close at hand.

"It seems that people have their own ideas." Medici was caught by Ourolius and couldn't leave. It was rare for the Red Angel to have such an embarrassing moment. Although he was a little anxious, he still seemed not nervous at all while providing remote assistance to Colin and Lovia.

"They are all going to die." The Angel of Destiny told Him the result in a straightforward manner, neither happy nor sad.

At this moment, Sasril's eyes slowly opened, and his burst of endless pure brilliance seemed to suddenly turn into the sun descending into reality. In the blink of an eye, he once again became the body of the King of Angels. The unquestionable God.

Under the shining of the "sun", the "shadow restraint" disappeared, the "morning storm" subsided, and the sharp silver light dimmed. It could only crush the target's breath, but could not harm his body.

This scene like the arrival of a true god shocked Lovia and Colin, making them want to lower their heads and worship.

But at the next moment, as if under some influence, God closed his eyes again, and his breath returned to silence again.

Colin saw the opportunity, clenched the silver-white giant sword with both hands, put all his body weight on it, and stabbed Him in the heart.

…

Klein was thinking about what to do.

But in fact, he didn't have much freedom. He was caught by God and forced to see beautiful worlds one after another. He also felt a little bored watching the beautiful worlds being shattered and destroyed by the struggle between God and the Lord of Mysteries.

But no matter how bored he is, Klein must admit that there is a reason why the "Kingdom of Heaven" can become the dream of all human beings and intellectual life forms. Even though he had seen the world collapse several times, he still couldn't help but want to look away and not look at the scene of that day when the ground collapsed, life cried out in despair, was swallowed by a tsunami, or turned into a marionette with teeth and claws.

"Don't be so resistant, this is who you were in the past, and this will be you in the future."

God is very satisfied with Klein's attitude. Since he has shown resistance to pain, he must yearn for beauty.

Faced with his psychological suggestion of taking action personally, no matter how harsh Klein's words were, as long as he had the thought "Maybe it would be better to shake hands and make peace" in his mind for a moment, he would immediately become uncontrollable. In a short time he would bow before Him, willing to surrender to the limits of imagination the world of happiness and beauty, and spread for Him the glory of the God of Gods.

"The wars between humans will not stop, but that's all. They use war as a means."

"And the struggle between you and me is engraved in instinct, uncontrollable, and meaningless."

Klein looked at the planet under his feet that had collapsed from a high-tech science fiction world into a meteorite belt and a cosmic garbage dump in ten seconds. He closed his eyes and sneered: "Then why don't you surrender to me, but you must let me be you?" From God?"

"Because you don't have the skills to build the kingdom of heaven." God's answer was a matter of course.

"No, I don't believe it."

Klein resisted approving any of his words. He believed that facing a real "psychiatrist", only by expressing denial from the bottom of his heart all the time could he maintain himself:

"I turn everyone into marionettes. This world will also be safe, peaceful, and free from any pain."

God frowned slightly.

He was about to say something more when he suddenly paused unnaturally.

Klein reacted immediately. His body subconsciously acted first, and then he understood what happened:

It must be Colin and others outside who launched an attack on God!

"Dark Angel" Sasril is His carrier. If you destroy the carrier, you can temporarily force God's will back into the sea of ​​chaos!

Although destroying the body of a king of angels sounds like a fantasy, it is at least a plan that sounds much more reliable than facing the gods directly and defeating him.

Klein knew that he was in a dream. When God paused for less than a second, Klein immediately showed his mythical creature form and simulated the aura of "Origin Castle", completely relaxing himself and transforming into that A strange light door stained with a bit of blue and black. The light door is composed of countless layers of illusory light balls. The essence of each light ball is an embrace of transparent and translucent twisted worms.

"I must do something!" he thought to himself, "I must create opportunities for Medici and the others outside!"

He saw that God's original smiling expression suddenly turned gloomy, revealing his specialness from the "Sea of ​​Chaos".

He first turned into a thick shadow, and then opened the "curtain", allowing the "ocean" that contained all colors and could not be described in human language to appear in the dream.

"How does it feel to be bitten by a bug? Great God!"

Forcibly unfolding the complete mythical creature form, Klein's spirit once again suffered a major blow, but he persisted in laughing, attracting God's attention, and creating opportunities for people outside:

"I didn't expect you to show an angry expression. Can't you help it? Are your kindness and kindness just pretending?"

God didn't say anything and curled up the corner of his mouth casually. Probably because He felt there was no need to waste time with a few worms or a group of worms. His pupils suddenly stood up and turned into dragon-like vertical pupils. The pure gold light directly reflected into Klein's consciousness, imprinting his majesty and belief on the bottom of Klein's subconscious ocean.

Klein felt severe pain in his head, and then he felt that the image of God in front of him became taller and more glorious, almost making him fall to his knees.

He resisted the urge to worship and smiled, with a hint of despair.

"I have absolutely no choice now... Sorry, Medici, and the Eastern Continent... I really have no other means."

As he spoke, Klein closed his eyes and tried his best to feel the "madness" coming from the depths of the Extraordinary Characteristics, the "divineness" that he resisted time and time again, and recalled those distant calls on "Origin Castle" .

Now, he needs this.

On his forehead, an illusory brand stood out.

TBC

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What little respect he had for God disappeared in an instant.