CHAPTER XVI
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When the "true Creator" came, whether it was in the clear sunlight of the outside world or under the lightning and thunder of the land of God's forsaken, all the "secret prayers" felt unprecedented peace and joy at this moment, like a ship returning to the harbor, the wanderer found his homeland, the true God through them came to the earth, and the whispers that tormented them and gave them guidance quietly disappeared, and their world was quiet as it had never been.
In the first few seconds of the gods' arrival, the moment when the brief struggle to the angelic level was at its most intense, the furious whispers and roars of the true Creator almost deafened their ears, and they lost control and madness one after another, but once they survived this brief moment, they were able to attain true peace of mind and mind. They stood strong, fought themselves, prayed, fell to their knees, knelt in flesh and prayed, not daring to stop for a moment.
In a house in Silver City, Lovia's mouth was covered in blood. In the most pain, she even crushed ten of her fingers and even a mouthful of teeth, and held her skull tightly in her arms. She thought she was going to die, to die before she could see the light with her own eyes, but she didn't.
The flesh repaired itself, and she braced herself up. In the silence, looking at the lightning and thunderous sky through the narrow window, I was terrified of the change of the Lord, and there was a faint expectation of it.
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The Gate Passage Seal and the Spirit Teleportation alternated, and after walking enough distance to circle Tingen several times in five minutes, Edward finally shook off the gaze of the Eternal Sun. In a grove outside of Beckland, the Abyssal Heaven appeared using a spirit teleportation, and the feeling of finally being grounded made him laugh happily. He gathered his scorched clothes, feeling like he had just escaped from the scene of a fire.
"Eternal Sun is really careful, it was He who assigned the angel to kill me in the first place, and it was He who found fault after the angel's skills were not as good as others and I killed him, obviously I also left a hand and characteristics for Him."
Edward dusted off his clothes, took off his burned coat and hung it in the crook of his arm, but fortunately the white shirt was still neat. Now that he is in the territory of Beckland, he does not need to walk from the spirit realm, and can directly enter the approximate range of the Aurora Society's stronghold through the door through the seal.
The tortoiseshell glasses didn't know when they ran away, and Edward subconsciously squinted. Of course, it was a pair of expensive flat glasses, and mythical creatures could not have had vision problems, and the Fallen King just needed such a thing to stabilize his human form.
"Where is the Aurora going? This seems to be the west side of Beckland...... Why don't you go home from the spirit world first, and it will be difficult to walk into the back garden of some nobleman......"
ββ¦β¦ Take your clothes away first. The thing he was holding in his hand suddenly spoke, "It's all the spirituality of the sun's path, and it's disgusting." β
Edward's steps stopped.
The Decaying King's human expression failed for a moment as these words reached his ears, his countenance contorted with hideousness, stunned at the fact that things had detached from his own thoughts, and rejoicing at the struggle of the fate of the "True Creator", his eyes widened, his pupils narrowed, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably to the point of almost splitting...... He reached out and wiped his face, smoothing the corners of his mouth downward, kneading the stiff muscles of his face into his usual peaceful expression.
Edward's eyes looked down and down to the red eyes of the baby he held in his hand and wrapped in his coat.
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"Oh, ally?" I greeted Him casually, "I haven't even noticed, you look pretty good right now." β
It seems that Tingen had feasted Him on a small scale, and the face of the "True Creator", who had just been born in the state of an infant about a month old, showed no expression, but there was still a hint of confusion.
"I don't know." The True Creator said, "I was wrapped in extreme madness, but the moment I descended on this body, I suddenly came to my senses. I thought it was a positive effect, but β an hour had passed, and I was still conscious. β
"So you've always been normal."
I asked Him, "You're just staring at me from the eternal sun?" β
The true Creator did not change his face, and he was not carried away by my little act of changing the subject, but continued to think about why he came to his senses. There are a few angels, and it is not that God has not descended for hundreds of years, nor has he not succeeded, but this time God can still stay awake after coming down makes him feel that something is not right. He was thinking, He was still thinking, his red eyes were full of doubts.
I'm also confused that this shouldn't have happened. The authority of the "decay" path is as simple as the literal meaning, with various curses that naturally direct life to the fate of death. And in the end, out of personal love, I will even take away the fate of death, so that the creatures I have favored (loved) will live forever. Why is He able to talk normally? The most striking characteristic of being polluted by me is confusion, self-vacillation, loss of due feelings, inability to think rationally for a short time, and unaware of a long, silent madness.
The body is dying, the heart is dying, the emotions are dying, the soul is dying, the consciousness is confused, and the self is lost...... In his later years, Russell did rely on my curse to snatch half of his consciousness from the fallen Mother Goddess, but this also caused him to be crucified deeper in the mausoleum, not daring to take a single step.
What is the state of the true Creator now? The Aurora Society's secret prayers said they were at peace, but only for a few minutes, and then the whispers rang out again. This means that this "Him" in my hands is not the whole Him, and He still stands in His sanctuary.
β¦β¦ I see, I see.
I suppressed my hatred for life, looked at Him as a baby, and suddenly asked, "Are you very weak now?" β
The True Creator turned his eyes slowly to me, and He didn't seem to be happy to be brought up by me, as no one (or God) would be happy when they fell into the hands of a demon in an imperfect state. But he replied, "Yes, I was expecting half of the power to come, but it seems that something has gone wrong, and I only have Sequence 8 now." β
"But my connection with the ontology is still strong, and I can transition the power and gradually merge into one." It was as if he was warning me.
I nodded, immediately understanding the cause of the accident.
"Weakened strength, increased consciousness...... This is the curse I have experienced, the curse of Sequence 8 of the "Decay" pathway, "The Powerless".
Sequence 9 is "Strength Increases, Consciousness Weakens", in which the physical and extraordinary abilities of the creature are significantly improved, but the inner self-definition will be slightly shaken, and the memory will be confused to a certain extent, that is, the death of consciousness. I used it to pollute Russell and use it as a catalyst to make his record even greater. Of course, this is only Sequence 9 after all, and the danger level when becoming an extraordinary person is not high, at least it is far less than Sequence 4, which has an uncontrollable mortality rate of more than half, the "Heartless Man".
It is the most terrifying and untraceable "death of the heart", because the self-perception will be blurred again, and under the influence of potions, it will slowly acquire certain qualities that are completely different from the real self. Those thoughts are very natural, very natural, and you need to look at yourself at all times.
If you mistake the mind changed by the potion for your own intention, then you will definitely die. It's like a demigod who died because he became reckless, and his friends learned their lesson, and they were always vigilant, thinking and deducing three times before acting, and then it also got out of control. Because it is not the type of cautious, this caution is its "heart failure".
"That's a good thing, ally." I said, "Perhaps because of the calamity of the night, but you have succeeded in your coming, thanks to Ulorius." β
- Ulorius, of course, can only be because of him, the king of the angels of "destiny". I underestimated Him. He has unreservedly protected His Lord, and He has done all in His power to grant good fortune to the True Creator, who has drawn the one that is most favorable to Him in My curse! With the help of my curse, his self-awareness increased and he actually gained consciousness...... Otherwise, who else on this planet can fight me in terms of shaking my fate?
"Ulorius......" the true Creator said to himself, not knowing what he was thinking, "I have come and cannot speak out yet, but it is still necessary to inform the higher echelons of the Church about this." β
He and I looked at each other, and we knew each other. Once the Aurora Society and the True Creator have been suppressed by the Seven Gods together, once the Aurora will be overwhelmed by the ecstasy of the success of the gods, and the Eternal Sun, the Lord of the Storm, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom will realize that the state of the True Creator has changed, then the tacit understanding between the Seven Gods will be broken, and the three gods will unite to chase and intercept the believers of the True Creator.
"Thanks to you, the impact of this divine descent is much smaller than I imagined, and I was ready to fight the divine war as soon as I came." He said solemnly, "It is still calm, and it seems that they are not sure whether my divine descent has succeeded." β
"You don't have a church. Also, based on our relationship and who you are, I feel like I should put you down and let you walk back on your own. I adjusted my mood - Russell reproduced it well, and when it came to it, it was safe - and casually teased, "You're right, so what do you want to do?" β
The little baby, whose hair was very distinctive in black and gold, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on my ear, the pendant of the "Pure Cross" hanging from it. Then the true Creator spoke:
"Help me get a light."
β¦β¦γ I suddenly had a bad feeling.
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"The Lord is whispering, but the Lord is not answering our prayers......"
"Mr. Z in the sea felt the spiritual shaking! The Divine Descent Ceremony Begins? Who did it? Isn't this thing over?! β
ββ¦β¦ Lord, please take my soul with ......"
"Don't panic! Back in his place, His Excellency the Dark Sage is already performing a ritual and will soon receive a response from the Lord! β
In one of the largest strongholds of the Aurora Society of Bakerlandry, the underground church was more lively than ever. Today is not a Sunday, and there were only a few scattered believers who came to pray. The Dark Sage presided over a small Mass, and it was business as usual. But at noon, a strong wind blew in the church, and the flying curtains blocked the skylight at the top of the church, and the only natural light source shining on the idol suddenly disappeared. One after another, the candlesticks were extinguished, and the church was plunged into darkness that could not be reached!
Something was rising, rising, rising from the back of the palm of the kneeling believer's hand to a height that almost submerged the whole person, it was a dark veil, the deepest shadow, the enveloping covering the whole church, and the idol became the only thing that could be seen in this lightless environment.
Then the believers began to pray even harder in panic, almost screaming, and in the midst of the roar they could hear the sound of the human body crumbling and flesh tearing. Everything was chaotic, trance-like, spirituality creeping out, and everyone felt as if they were in the depths of a huge, black mire, isolated from the world. The church became a lightless absolute darkness at this moment, and time and space seemed to dissipate into nothingness. When you are engulfed in it, there is theoretically no air, but when you are in it, you don't feel that you have any breathing problems, but it is not known whether the body is "breathing".
The viscous and overflowing "shadows" envelop the body like layers of glue, unable to move, and when you close your eyes, you can hear the distant cries or whispers of many people, like a great tide.
A moment later, the sunlight suddenly poured in, and the believers, who had struggled to hold on in the absolute silence of spirituality and the ultimate restlessness, breathed a sigh of relief.
What was the sign of the vision? The believers looked at each other, only to realize that the murmuring that lingered in their ears had somehow subsided.
The Dark Sage Quesma was about to speak out to reassure the crowd, when he suddenly paused, turned back sharply and knelt down again in front of the idol, his forehead slamming straight on the steps and dripping with blood.
Because at this moment, all over the world, in the spiritual world of all the high-level Aurora Society, suddenly a pure ray of sunlight pierced the darkness, and they and they looked up at the same time, endless glow sprinkled from the sky, and the pitch-black inverted cross stood between the sky and the earth, which was a symbol of God, and a proclamation like a bell came from an extremely distant place.
"I anointed myself with blood and hung upside down at the end of the world to bear the pain of all beings and to atone for their sins. You were created by me out of the dust, and you have nowhere to rely on like leaves; You are like standing in a stream, and there is no rest under your feet. Find those who are with us in our destiny, join in the never-ending tribulation, believe in me, and be saved. β
"Pray, and keep preaching as long as you have strength. Cleanse your souls with prayer and praise My grace with faith. β
This was the end of the words, but just before the end, the pitch-black cross was suddenly gilded with a dazzling layer of gold, and in an instant it was as dazzling and blazing as if the sun had set on the earthβit was a golden cross, the symbol of the true sun god buried in history!
This...... This is...... The eyes of the long-lived saints and angels widened in disbelief, and the few who had lived in the glorious heavens and experienced the sun's fall had tears of joy flowing from their eyes. On the way to the Furious Sea, Leomaste, the "Black Sage", knelt on his knees in ecstasy, even though the boat was like a toy and was picked up and dropped by the undulating waves of the mountains. In the shadows of the Godforsaken Lands, the lantern of Stever, the Angel of the Word, had been thrown in a panic of prostration, and the dark monsters surrounded him, and then he was swallowed up by a shadow that spread out from the angel that was deeper and more terrifying than the darkness.
"Praise be to you! Kudos to you! The Creator of all! Juggernaut behind the Veil of Shadows! You are the god of the gods, the ruler of the vast astral plane! Your words from the dust come down from heaven and bring us joy and salvation! β
"Do not stop your steps, but cast out the demons of the earth for the Lord! Your kingdom will come, and you will return to heaven! We will love you with all our heart and with all our might, and we will see the heavenly hosts before your throne again! β
"We owe it to Him the faith of all beings, this is our faith. He who has ears to hear, let him hear the gospel of the Lord......"
ββ¦β¦ What is visible to us will see the glory of the Lord, and as long as we can move, we will allow His land to come. β
The ecstasy of the crowd was palpable, and when the spiritual revelation was over, they still fell to their knees and prayed over and over again, and did not get up for a long time.
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"It's over?"
"Well, it's very spiritually draining and tiring to broadcast accurately around the world. The little smell of the sun on your clothes has also been used up, so throw it away. β
ββ¦β¦ The broadcast is spent on my spirituality, what are you doing when you are tired? My clothes are all handmade, and you have to reimburse me when you go back. β
"Demons care about money, too?"
"Soon you'll care too."
TBC
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* Much later, Medici, who missed the Lord's broadcast due to being imprisoned in the basement, was so sorry that he wrestled with himself for 300 rounds to vent his anger.
*The "Decay" pathway from 9 to 4 is all of various types of curses, in the order of consciousness, power, body, emotion, soul, and heart. Somewhat similar to the Prisoner Pathway, but the existing curses recur from time to time. After promotion 3, all curses disappear, and you can use these powers to curse others.
- "You have to experience the decline yourself, understand it, accept it, and then you can let others feel the joy."