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"His soul is gone."

"Whose hands did it go to? I can't see clearly, it's the goddess of the night? ”

"He's not the only spare, everyone in the cocoon is Tianzun's backhand, he's dead, when will the next person come?"

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Edward returned home in a good mood, it was already dark just after seven o'clock, and Amon was tinkering with something in the kitchen.

The owl, who was napping with one eye open and one eye, faithfully passed back what it saw to the demon, and she saw that in the half hour after she went out, Amon had done all sorts of unreasonable behaviors such as "steaming chicken legs in a steamer", "wrapping strawberry chocolate-flavored pork and cabbage dumplings", "putting the finished bread crust in the microwave", "putting rice cakes in the oven", and trying to make herself a delicious dinner through these acts that desecrated both Eastern and Western food cultures...... Where did the microwave come from?

After being swept away by the eyes of the outer gods, Amon took out a seal of the Storm Path from the improvised microwave:

"I read the appliance manufacturing guide."

"Then I found out that the essence of 'microwave' and 'electromagnetic wave' is that the current is finely controlled, so I tried it."

He took out the bread crust from the bowl under the watchful eye of four eyes, only to see that the bread, which was badly heated unevenly, was half wet and half dry, and because there were too many bubbles and the temperature was not enough, it had formed a bad structure like a sponge, and it climbed up the bowl wall like a yellow colony. Edward frowned at the overly inventive shape of the bread, and Amon was interested in putting the seal and crump back into the improvised microwave to heat it up.

The device was so simple that it didn't even have a temperature and time control panel, let alone delicate wiring and electronics, and Amon didn't know a certain microwave safe use code, and the glass bowl used to hold the bread blanks was a glass bowl...... Ten seconds later, an expected explosion sounded, the glass ballast flew wildly, and the owl covered its face with its wings.

The servants appeared consciously and began to clean up the messy wreckage, Amun, who had been burned on the head, looked at the glass ballast that had blown up the ground and the steaming bread blank, picked up the seal, pinched his eyes, and the dead duck smiled stiffly: "Interesting, interesting, the old civilization is terrifying." ”

After packing everything up, Amon came to the table with his own food sample, and pinched a jet-black, still liquefied strawberry chocolate skin pork and cabbage dumpling with his hand. -?? into his mouth. Amon chewed, then stole his taste plug to a random servant, and the unfortunate demon retched on the spot.

He said casually: "Can human beings, who did not even have extraordinary abilities in the past, be able to develop such a miraculous thing?" ”

“…… No, no one invented this thing, it's just that you're idle and bored, and you're wasting ingredients. ”

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"I mean the microwave." Amon flicked the rice cake that had been baked hard in the oven with his fork, but the fork couldn't get in, and Amon cut it with a knife, making a sound like a brick sawed by a chainsaw.

Those who can cook and those who can't cook are silent.

"I really just wanted to try out the appliances of the old days."

Amon spread his hands and said innocently and helplessly: "I didn't expect that the most popular thing in that era was actually the ability of the Storm Pathway. Various electrical, electromagnetic waves, electrical signals, network ...... Who came up with the idea of harnessing the power of thunder and lightning in the first place? Isn't that all-natural? ”

"Thunder and lightning have been considered the wrath of the gods since ancient times."

Edward replied, "But there were scientists who invented batteries and used electrical energy to do some experiments, and then there was a bold man who wanted to make sure that these electrons as energy sources were the same thing as thunder and lightning in the sky." So he put a metal kite into the sky on a thunderstorm day, trying to channel the thunder and lightning into the battery. ”

"He wasn't cracked, no, he wasn't electrocuted?"

"Nope. He survived before the threshold, proving that thunder and lightning were not the wrath of the gods at all, but just a natural phenomenon. ”

"Coupled with the fact that he has been active for the independence of the colony in which he was born, some have said of him: 'He took the thunder and lightning from the heavens, and the civil rights from the tyrant.'" Edward thought of the situation on the Southern Continent and the sea, and smiled slightly sarcastically, "If he still wants to do this now, the Storm Chapel Dungeon is a private room." ”

After hearing the story, Amon regretted slightly: "But the thunder and lightning now are indeed the wrath of God." ”

"Yes." The demon didn't care, "So these are all reasonable, correct, and rightful." ”

"Because of the existence of God, it is not surprising that the countries and royal families supported by God will continue even for thousands of years. Because there are gods, so electricity, wind, and solar energy dare not imagine, who dares to let the power of the gods be used for themselves? It can only be replaced with gas, steam and machinery. ”

The servant brought a cup of coffee and respectfully placed it in front of the demon. Her expression was neither sad nor joyful, revealing a sense of indifference and alienation, and a little regretful that iron could not be made of steel: "There is also the so-called sacrifice...... Forget it, this one is a bit irrelevant. In short, all this powerlessness and inability to change are correct and reasonable, and they are too taken for granted, so there is no need to change. It is precisely because people think this way, God thinks this way, and all people think this way, that I feel that human civilization has long since ended, and now it is disgusting garbage. ”

"Looks like I can understand your decision."

"But why do you judge the world by the human and social norms of the old era, rather than letting it develop?"

"Because there is no natural development in this world."

The outer god said, "When extraordinary beings are born, and humans are still weak, they no longer have the ability to become masters of the world again." According to our complete estimates, after the chaos of the First Age, a small number of sane ancient gods will gradually establish their own civilization, and will also stop at a certain stage due to the solidification of power and class. Civilizations of giants, dragons, elves, and undead birds compete with each other, and this process lasts for a long, long time, while humans play the role of domestic animals, like chickens, ducks, cows, and sheep. ”

Amon thought of dinosaurs for no apparent reason. According to the encyclopedia of the old era, chickens, ducks and birds were basically degenerated from dinosaurs. The master who once dominated the world has become a meal on the plate, and the ancient sun god swept everything, is it equivalent to a revived dinosaur god? She swept away the civilization of humans and other races, leaving it to birds to reclaim the world?

"Then, some good humans will be selected to serve as stewards of other domestic animals, and then there will be rebellion and the self-emergence of the human race, which will be about 10,000 years later. Humans will rely on their most advantageous part, the ability to think, to slowly gain an advantage, and in the end, they may fight against extraordinary creatures, they may be completely destroyed, or they may return to the status of the primate of all things, in short, they have fought on their own strength and won a certain victory. ”

"So, you actually have a problem with my father." Amon analyzed rationally and pondered carefully, "Her coming changed the course of everything. ”

"Perhaps. I do want to witness the development of nature, and although I disagree a little, I acknowledge the merits and greatness of the ancient sun gods. God said, "She has forcibly reversed the development of civilization on another path, and on this road, the old civilization cannot be restored, and the extraordinary civilization created by the human group that I am waiting for is completely broken." If the god who claims to protect humanity and protect the world needs humans to sacrifice for her, then let the world die. ”

Amon ate the rice cake like chewing bricks, and asked indistinctly, "The matter of the heir of the source castle has been solved?" ”

The demon nodded, and she was slightly absent-minded.

"I know you must have taken the opportunity to sense the aura of Source Castle." The outer god glanced at Amon calmly, and Amon felt like he was being stared at by his hollow light cyan eyes again, "If you really do that, it's not me that you should be wary of, but your own body." ”

"Because you decided to go back over there."

“…… Yes. It was only when I got back there that I could feel more clearly what 'I' really was. ”

One of the clones of the innate mythical creature smiled nonchalantly, but his expression was not easy enough: "I hope to be able to get your patronage." ”

"I am inspired by the events of the Belial family, so I hope you will give me your blessing and isolate the possibility that they will discover my anomaly."

The Outer God slowly stirred the coffee with a spoon decorated with gold, adding two spoonfuls of milk and a sugar cube to the mixture, stirring the mixture into a wonderful vortex. She didn't pick up the cup, but the liquid level in it dropped point by minute, revealing the pattern in the cup, and she said coldly:

"It's a huge price."

"I can work hard to pay."

"I don't want what is present or past, I want you to pay for your future." The King of Decay spoke, "I can give you my blessing, and in exchange, you will show me the future where that possibility has reached. ”

Possibility, in the final analysis, is only a "possibility", and the possibility of realization among thousands of future branches is the larger one, similar to fate, but completely different. The "most likely outcome" is not the same as the "real future", such as the flickering fire may be extinguished at any time, and it is also vulnerable to various natural and man-made disasters. The half-body of the god walking on the ground is not good at the authority of another self, so it can only be perceived in a vague way.

"I now feel that what I can pay with money and material things is very cheap." Amon's face was ugly, but not completely ugly, and he asked, "Why aren't you obsessed with money this time?" ”

"Obsessed with money? That's how you see me. ”

The outer god asked, "Why don't you think it's worth it to make the angels work hard with some pieces of metal and paper?" ”

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The next morning, at ten o'clock, Mrs. Summerl Starling went out of the house, followed by the servants who were packing and carrying the furniture.

The carriage was busy, and the young and beautiful lady who loved to show off her beauty, with her head held high and her slender neck like a swan, did her best to stand gracefully and conspicuously. She tilted her head slightly in the direction of her tenant, and saw that a new newspaper had been stuffed into the mailbox at Mr. Sherlock's door, which had not yet been taken out, and that there was a sign reading "The Master is not there" hanging upright on the wooden door.

Mr. Moriarty left early...... She lifted her chin slightly, withdrew her gaze without thinking, and began to command the servant.

Southwest of Beckland, Faye Manor.

The demonic servants tasked with maintaining the manor had finished their work and were sent back to Edward Vaughn. Skillfully playing the roles of coachmen, servants, gardeners, maids and aristocratic families, members of the Aurora Society took over the sprawling estate, which rents £70,000 a year.

Only at the beginning of exploring the huge seal house were some people accidentally injured, and now the members of the Aurora Society have successfully understood the structure of the manor and the various secret chambers.

Medici stood in front of the glass door at the entrance to the garden and took two deep breaths, feeling nervous and panicked like never before.

She was irritable, and suddenly reached out and rubbed a handful of Amon's hair, Amon was distracted, not dodging the sneak attack from the red angel, and the black hair on the top of his head suddenly curled up in a tuft. As soon as the red angel hit his hand, he immediately laughed and dodged to open the distance, Amon was furious, but it was not easy to attack, so he stole Medici's sense of direction with a hook of his fingers, and watched the red angel step on his left foot and turn his right foot in place twice before feeling slightly deflated: "What are you doing?" ”

I don't want Medici to grin: "It's so nostalgic." ”

Seeing Amon's hesitant and distressed expression, Medici, who had planned to make a plan, struck while the iron was hot: "Aren't you going in yet?" ”

As soon as the fan said this, Amun, who was still thinking, subconsciously took two steps forward, and suddenly reacted before pushing the door, and sneered at Medici a few times: "Obviously I summoned you, why didn't you go in?" ”

"Are you going to run away?"

"Little crow, the word fleeing is an insult to the conqueror! If I were to hear that on the battlefield, I'd definitely have to slap you in the ass. Medici didn't panic in the slightest, and Sauron and Einhorn took control of her feet and turned, and she spun back without changing her face.

Medici took a deep breath, and flames ignited from the soles of her feet, burning the black trousers and brown-and-white jacket on the container, the face that was not suitable for a swaggering expression, and the limp-free black hair.

The stubborn angel stood up from the fire, straightened his back, patted off the sparks on his body, and shook his long red hair casually.

"How about Amon, isn't it so familiar?"

"You're mistaken, I've never known you."

Medici scoffed, noncommittal to the somewhat sloppy answer, and then reached out and pushed open the glass door to the garden.

As she pushed the door open, she was still a little apprehensive, different from the pre-war preparations, different from every expectation and despair in the dark basement, different from everything in a thousand years. What is left after countless failed hopes? It was probably just a pool of stagnant water, the hottest fire drowning in the deepest part of the stagnant water, and the humidity and cold made it forget that it could even burn on its own.

Medici stepped into the glass room, and the relatively constant temperature made it look dilapidated in the cold winter winds. She restrained her expression, and her expression was serious and serious, as if she was walking in the kingdom of God.

Step by step, she followed the path to the end and saw a child-like god sitting where the sun was shining.

The Red Angel suddenly found that all his preparations were useless, that there was no deathly whispering in the air, no resentment or bitterness, no upside-down God, no never-ending blood and depraved spirituality. Only her God, her lord, looked at her without saying a word, and the child's face was still childish, but it already had the compassion and outline of the former Creator. Time slowed down at this moment, and the world was so quiet.

The god looked at her calmly, and that look was forever.

Medici was baptized by this gaze, and finally let go of all the shame of being an evil spirit to meet the Holy See.

She turned her head and saw Amon following behind her, and the reckless clone was still reluctant to get along with half of the body's father, and angrily replied to her with an eye knife. It was as if she had seen a past behind her. Then she turned her head, and the Lord was still looking at her calmly, and the Holy One stood at the Lord's side, as silent as a shadow. Although there was no demon around, Medici couldn't help but think:

This can't be a dream, right?

Am I completely insane, so I have a dream that a demon will bring me back to heaven?

Just when she felt confused, Amon behind her nudged her lightly—Medici now found the child more and more pleasing to the eye—and said mercilessly, "What are you standing for?" ”

"You don't need stones in the way in your garden."

Medici laughed, and she strode up to the Lord and got down on one knee, and looked up at the young face.

"Lord, you've made me wait too long, haven't you?"

Her lord smiled, and then regained his composure.

She pressed her hand gently on Medici's shoulder, and said in a gentle, compassionate tone that the Dark Sage and Amon had heard for the first time, but Medici had familiar, tender, compassionate:

"O Medici, my angel of war."

"Thank you for your hard work."

TBC

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I'm so tired and busy during the graduation period, there are a lot of things and chaos, in order to print a document, I went to line up with my roommate at half past six in the morning and waited until eight o'clock in the evening, and I had to read a group of book friends to quarrel when I came back, I'm going to die, kill me.