Chapter 509 Looking Directly

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The unspeakable violent wind centered on the star figure and swept around, and Trier was directly affected.

In an instant, every door in this city in different places and locations opened on its own at this moment.

"!"

On the southern continent, Botis, the "Saint of Secrets" who had just opened the door on the high ground, suddenly felt a palpitating aura.

His spiritual consciousness suddenly shook, causing goosebumps to explode on his back and arms.

Audrey didn't feel anything special. She jumped out of the door to the spirit world lightly. As soon as she stood firm on the ground, before she could say thank you to Botis, she saw him closing the door impatiently and walking directly in front of her. disappear.

She was confused and silent.

But in the end, Audrey didn't waste any time on this saint. She stepped on the water up to her ankles and ran towards the city's shelter according to the direction in her memory. Fortunately, she was wearing long-sleeved clothes. Pants and leather boots, the rain won't affect them too much.

The potion that had been mixed in Trier was in his shirt pocket, ready to be taken at any time.

Although the capital city after renovation is far less prosperous than the northern continent, it has achieved basic transportation convenience with the help of extraordinary power. After running along the main road for a while, she passed by the collapsed hospital. She saw that the place where she had worked for several months had become a ruins flooded by rain. She thought of her colleagues and patients who had died in the blink of an eye. Ao Dai Li gritted her teeth hard and forced herself to move forward.

Soon, she saw the shelter. This square building seemed to have no traces of being attacked.

But just when she was about to get close, the door that was said to be able to isolate the spiritual detection of Sequence 1 suddenly opened by itself!

Bang!

The moment the door was opened, Forsi, who had long been worried about Xio's abnormality, was startled by the loud noise in Backlund.

The doors and windows of her room, the doors and windows of Xio's room, and even the door to the apartment all opened automatically and hit the wall with a loud noise, as if someone behind them had pushed them open hard!

The cold night wind rushed in. Forsi's desk was right in front of the window, and the cold wind blew her manuscript papers all over the floor.

"What happened?"

Forsi subconsciously stood up from the table. Her first thought was the safety of her friends, and she didn't even care about the scattered manuscript papers and pens. But when she trotted through the living room, she found that Xio had just walked out of the room and was cleaning up the broken glass on the floor.

Forsi was a little frightened when he saw his companion.

But then I thought about it, even if Xio changed a little, she never hurt herself.

Concern for his friends and the vigilance of not wanting to be discovered about his thoughts came to his mind. Forsi used a small blowing technique to blow the glass shards on the ground into a paper bag on the side, while asking his friend with nine points of genuine doubts. :

"What's going on? Suddenly there was a strong wind!"

"Hugh, you're not hurt, are you?"

Moreover, my spirituality actually still has some resonance...

Due to the existence of "Full Moon Whispers" and the fact that Dorian himself didn't know a lot of secret knowledge, Forsi only felt that the strong wind tonight was strange, not like the style of the Thunder Church, and did not pay any attention to the Abraham family and the "apprentice". "I thought about the direction of the route.

"I don't know either." Xio frowned, put another layer of paper bag on top of the paper bag containing the broken glass, and wrote the words "Pay attention to the broken glass" on it, his tone also full of confusion, "In the end what happened?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In cities such as Trier, Backlund, and Saint Milon, the changes brought about by the God Becoming Ceremony are still continuing.

At the same time, countless churches and secret organizations noticed that the layers of seals in their sealed rooms began to disintegrate on their own, and the "doors" in the mystical sense began to open towards the true God!

River and Sea Church.

Leonard made himself a cup of coffee and was looking at the mission report that Cornley and Frye had just submitted today. They had just solved an incident of little evil spirits in Tingen. They had used several bottles of essential oil and had no trace of anything. Casualties.

With the decline of the domestic economy and due to the previous war, many corpses that had not been restrained in time were gradually affected by active extraordinary factors, breeding some living corpses and evil spirits, and Leonard also had some headaches.

But he, the strongest Sequence 5, could not lead the team in person and had to stay in the church of Thunder Church for several months. He could only force the people of Tingen to continue to accompany these extraordinary events for a while. His "house arrest" caused everyone in St. Selina Church to be quite dissatisfied. Frye, who came to "visit the prison" in the afternoon, couldn't help but send a coded message and asked Leonard if he had been persecuted in Thunder Church and if he needed anything. A report needs to be made to the top.

"Huh?" The old man in his mind suddenly said a voice.

Leonard instantly entered a "state of alert for Amon," but Amon did not appear. The next moment, in his office, the new glass window embedded in the wall that could not be pushed left or right and could only be pulled up and down suddenly exploded, and the glass Debris flew everywhere.

Leonard was startled. Fortunately, he was far away from the window, and the farthest glass window could not touch his desk.

He stood up immediately, walked over, and found that the glass was indeed broken into pieces, and his face was reflected in the fragments.

The glass is very hard and is said to be bulletproof - River and Sea Church is also sorry for having a bishop-level figure under house arrest for a long time without reason. The hardware and software facilities used in Leonard's office are all new.

Leonard picked up a piece of broken glass and looked out the window solemnly.

There were constant "bang bang bang" sounds outside the window. Under the dim light, a door or window opened automatically, forcing the person indoors to reach out and close the door. Not only that, he also heard the sound coming from the corridor outside the door. Footsteps, someone running shouting "The seal is loose!"

"What's going on?" Leonard was surprised.

The thing in front of me is obviously related to Feifan, but there is no trace of Amon at all.

"Old man, old man!"

"Shh." Pales lowered his voice and said more seriously than ever before, "Be prepared."

"Our danger is coming."

"...Aren't we always in danger?" Leonard gritted his teeth and said, "Every attack so far, as long as we are slightly negligent, we will be parasitized by Amon... But, you are talking about the current aliens Maybe the elephant will make Amon use more force against us? What is going on? What does the current situation mean? "

"mean……"

Pales was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Forget it, I'll let you understand."

"This is the birth of the true god of the 'apprentice' path! And it's not Amon!"

If it were Amon, Amon would have completed his godhood ceremony at the same time and become a dual-path true god - but so far, there is only the vision of "opening the door" and no "error" appearing!

There is actually someone who can become a god on the three mysterious paths before Amon!

Recalling the state of Bethel Abraham, Pales had to have doubts. His mouth was dry, and he rarely felt that his mood swings became stronger: "I don't know if this 'door' is the one I am familiar with. However, the two of them will inevitably fight next..."

In other words, Amon has changed from "Sequence One who needs Pales" to "Sequence One who urgently needs Pales"!

Leonard's expression suddenly became serious, and he clenched the report in his hand.

…

"Cline Moretti" walked out of the fog of history and came to the face of the demon of knowledge.

After a period of study, Bethel has understood the extraordinary ability of the "Miracle Master" and can even use it skillfully. After all, he had seen so many soothsayers, killed old Zaratul, ate pigs and saw them run away.

Bethel looked at the Demon of Knowledge and frowned:

"what have you done?"

However, he still hasn't figured out what the magic is that allows them to exchange souls.

Looking at the twenty-two paths, none seems to have such extraordinary abilities.

In his eyes, the demon of knowledge, who looked like an ancient elf, smiled and gave him a simple explanation.

"In the Western Continent, there is a secret technique specifically used to seize other people's bodies."

"Evil spirits and spiritual imprints that have lost their bodies will use this method to seize the bodies of living people and resurrect them. People in high positions will use this method to let their will take over soulless corpses or unborn fetuses with special fates, giving them to themselves. Add 'avatar'."

"This is our secret technique - seizing the body."

"Unlike possession, this secret technique will devour the subject's soul or kill the subject, but it can completely occupy the subject's body, mental imprint and extraordinary characteristics... However, there are no extraordinary characteristics in the Western Continent. Therefore, in your case, this secret technique is limited to the point that it can only be used between the same path and adjacent paths."

"By the way, your spirit body still contains the pollution of the Fallen Mother Goddess, and it is only restricted in this space. I will not let you go until Klein comes back. I will kill you after you change back. , reshape your spiritual body.”

Bethel frowned after listening to these explanations and asked calmly:

"Then why am I still alive?"

The Demon of Knowledge looked at him and said in a nonchalant tone:

"Because he wants you alive."

"……Ah."

Bethel lowered his eyes and forced Klein's face to show an indifferent and distant temperament. He said softly without comment:

"How naive."

…

Cathedral of the Mysteries.

In mid-air, layers of light balls collapsed and condensed, seeking qualitative change. They seemed to form a figure made of layers of doors. This figure was robed by night and starlight, and its shape was constantly twisting and changing, reflecting different planets. different regions.

Finally, his figure completely solidified and turned into a human male.

His face is three-dimensional and deep, with looming stars twinkling between his long dark hair, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura. Wearing an irregular and gorgeous robe in the style of the Fourth Age, the light of stars and gems alternated on the hem of his clothes. Upon closer inspection, he looked very noble.

"Ancestor..." Abrahams looked straight in the eye.

The Abraham family has long lost the portraits of their ancestors, and has also lost records related to their ancestors as they were attacked and fled again and again. But even though they had never seen it or heard many legends and anecdotes, their heartbeats accelerated uncontrollably at this moment, and the blood in their veins seemed to flow faster. All their attention was taken away by the figure covered in stars. Go, can't help but want to get close to each other, to feel the resonance of spirituality and blood. All this proves to them that that great existence is the ancestor!

The legendary King of Angels, the mysterious Mr. Door, Bethel Abraham!

"The great gate of ten thousand gates..."

Verdu's glasses were blown off the bridge of his nose by the wind and hung precariously on his chest, but he didn't want to reach out to grab them at all.

Miracle! miracle!

The Abraham family is saved!

The hearts of the several Abrahams were beating like drums, their eyes reflected each other's light, and they looked at this being expectantly, but they did not dare to speak first.

The next second, "Mr. Door" raised his head, stars twinkling in his dark blue eyes.

Wherever He was, a ray of light burst out instantly, illuminating the entire world.

…

"This is the power of Mr. Door..."

After understanding the power of the "door" path itself, wandering in the spiritual world has become the least surprising skill.

Klein looked at the back of his hand. He now clearly felt that the stars in the sky and all the "doors" and seals in the world were under his control. As long as he was willing, he could unlock the seals below the true god level in any church at any time. !

Similarly, He can also impose a true god-level seal on everything in a single thought.

Not only all real "doors" and symbolic "doors", but even the "things behind the door" can be affected to a certain extent by Klein - possessing a movement speed second only to the speed of light, and possessing the ability to record the same sequence or even more High-sequence abilities, the ability to possess seals that rank among the top 22 paths—such power is too powerful. At this moment, Klein has never had a deeper understanding of what "Ten Thousand Thousands" means. The Door to the Door” and “The Key to All Mysterious Worlds”!

"No! This is not my power, this is the power of Bethel Abraham. This is just a short-term effect brought by the ritual magic of 'Seizing the Body'. I have not accommodated the sequence one and uniqueness of this path. Absolutely You cannot confuse your self-perception before returning..."

Before leaving the summoning gate, Klein had already noticed several Abrahams waiting outside, and the appearance of one of them fit the image of the "teacher" Fors mentioned.

They looked at themselves with anticipation and awe, but they were not their ancestors.

——It’s better to let yourself do this thing of reunion.

Klein suddenly woke up from his power. Even though there was a constant voice in his heart and mind tempting him to accept this identity and completely replace "Bethel Abraham", he still ignored it.

As a "faceless man" and a "secret puppet master", he knows that roles are just identities, and identities are just acting!

Klein clenched his fist hard and resealed all the seals that should not be opened due to the spiritual influence of the god-making ceremony.

Seeing the looks in Abraham's eyes, he sighed softly in his heart, then opened the door and left without any hesitation, heading straight to the Southern Continent.

…

Seeing Bethel Abraham leaving without even looking at them, several Abrahams looked at each other.

Verdu put on his glasses again and looked at others in disbelief: "...Did the ancestor just leave like this?"

There was silence.

After a few seconds, a cough came. Dorian had calmed down again after the initial excitement. Hearing this, he pressed his chest, feeling his gradually calmer heartbeat, and said helplessly:

"The ancestors are the kings of angels, great beings who are only one step away from the gods."

"In his eyes, only demigods, even angels, can be regarded as his blood descendants. We..."

He didn't finish his words, he just glanced at the others with sad eyes, and all the Abrahams fell silent.

Yes, the Abraham family only has these few Sequence 7s left. Not only are the demigods gone, but they were also hit low by the betrayal of the students they trained - how can such a family be worthy of a King of Angels? Where are your ancestors?

I'm afraid that not to mention being the King of Angels, or even an angel, even a demigod would feel embarrassed if he found out after thousands of years that his descendants only have a few old low-sequence descendants. Bar.

"It seems that the method of summoning the ancestors to make the Abraham family rise again will not work." Dorian said half-jokingly. Verdu, who had just firmly believed in this concept, couldn't help but push up his glasses, and finally said nothing.

Seeing his ancestor leaving so neatly, Dorian felt sad, but he still looked at his other blood relatives and encouraged them with a smile:

"You don't need to worry too much... The ancestors have returned and our bloodline curse has been resolved. Next, we can let our children take the characteristics normally and be promoted normally. We no longer have to be unwilling to start a family because of the bloodline curse and continue family……"

Hearing this sentence, the expressions of several other people relaxed slightly.

Life still has to go on, and if the ancestors don't want them, there's nothing they can do.

However, the current Abraham family has long lost the afterglow of its ancestors. Although it is still surviving, it still has demigod-level sealed objects and a complete magic potion formula that reaches the demigod level. Without the "Full Moon Rumblings", their descendants can finally become normal Beyonders.

Suddenly, a clear understanding arose in everyone's mind:

The history of the Abraham family will be rewritten at this moment!

TBC

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Audrey pushed the door open and then closed the door hard.

After walking a few steps along the steps, she saw the doctor standing warily on the edge of the steps. The doctor had a gun in his hand and was patrolling with another middle-aged man.

After the spiritual power swept away, Audrey found that there were more than a hundred people here, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She raised her legs and walked up the steps, but she didn't expect the two men above to notice her. They immediately pointed their guns at her as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and kept shouting "retreat" and "hide" in Dutan dialect. words.

"it's me……"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Audrey was suddenly startled and remembered that Letty Orr was dead.

But now, her face as a noble from the Northern Continent, and her clothes, although simple but expensive in fabric and embroidery, were simply not suitable for appearing in the Southern Continent—either an enemy or an enemy.

A reassuring smile appeared on Audrey's face, she raised her hands and backed away slowly.

boom!

The heavy door was forcefully closed less than half a meter away from the tip of her nose, blocking out the muzzles and cries behind the door.

Audrey paused for a few seconds, then slowly took steps, dragging her body that was heavy with her mood and ran towards other places.

Along the way, she could always find some people in the ruins, in the corners of collapsed buildings, and in the cellars of houses, but she had to give herself a false psychological suggestion of "a southern continental person", otherwise she would It would make those children and injured people rage and shout like crazy, or just cry and beg for mercy - almost no one would talk to Miss Audrey Hall.

After opening the basement of a private house again and seeing a family of three who had drowned, Audrey's legs became weak. She finally walked outside and sat slumped on the steps, letting the heavy rain soak her to the skin.

She turned back and stared at the three corpses floating on the water, then closed her eyes, stretched out her trembling hands, and took out the potion from her pocket.

Enough is enough.

She thought, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

That's enough.

The potion contained in the vial was filled with countless fragments of light, just like the manifestation of the sea of ​​collective subconscious.

Audrey didn't hesitate, unscrewed the bottle cap, raised her head and drank the liquid inside.

Unlike in the past when she could still experience the potion sliding down her throat and into her stomach, Audrey immediately experienced abnormalities.

--sad.

She wanted to cry, howl, and she felt as if she had become everyone who was crying. She could no longer feel her body, and her whole body seemed to be condensed into a ball of thoughts, blending into the illusory sea around her.

This was the first time that she directly saw the collective subconscious ocean without passing through the "island" where dreams and souls reside. It was like returning to before she was born, to her mother's arms, to the beginning, to the imprint left by the ancestors of mankind. Like the tide, it washes away, disintegrates, and affects.

--pain.

This time, the negative emotions almost overflowed. There was fear, madness, and all kinds of terrible mental pollution, but Audrey was unable to resist for a moment, her consciousness faded, her "figure" shook, and was about to melt.

However, the nearby "sea area" was not peaceful. There were ups and downs to a certain extent, exaggerating the intense sadness and pain to the surroundings.

Affected by this, Audrey, whose self-awareness was about to be assimilated into the sea of ​​collective subconscious, also resonated, causing uncontrollable grief.

——Unwilling.

Grief spread from one thought to another, and soon filled up the "thoughts" that Audrey had "mutated" into, piercing into her mental body and into her soul.

Audrey finally became more awake, and skillfully comforted herself, constantly giving hints, and removing contamination until she regained her senses.

——Obviously, we are only a little bit away from reaching a happy life.

——If the perpetrator is superior, how can everything be changed? How can we make people happy?

She just had a thought, and multiple transparent and illusory selves branched out, swimming in the ocean of collective subconsciousness, arriving at the spiritual islands representing different people and climbing up.

In these "places", she intuitively saw where different people's sadness came from:

From the thunder and heavy rain falling from the sky, from the moment the house collapsed, from the family and relatives who were kidnapped and never seen again, from the children and parents killed by the colonists, from the splash of flesh and blood in front of your eyes, from the beloved People suddenly fell, from unreasonable war and death, from sudden divine punishment and destruction...

A tear fell from the corner of Audrey's eye.

As a witness, she was affected by the sadness and pain.

She only wants to do one thing now.

That is--

It gives nightmares to those who destroy happiness and beauty, and blessings and help to those who pursue happiness and beauty.

TBC

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Good night. (End of chapter)