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I'm here...... Where?

The roar of artillery fire and the strange roar of wild beasts reminded him of his childhood in a log cabin in the mountains with his parents, and in winter, hungry wolves wandered back in the snow.

His father was a good hunter, and he had a lot of fur clothes and blankets in his house, but his favorite buckskin hat was lost when he moved from the mountains to the quiet city.

Vincent lay on the ground, slowly waking up from a brief fainting, but it seemed as if he had returned to a nightmare again.

He felt sleepy, cold, a sharp pain in the back of his head, the ground was right in front of his eyes, and his mouth was full of rust. Vincent wanted to close his eyes again and get a good night's sleep, but there was another voice in his heart that reminded him not to lose consciousness.

That's right, he shouldn't have been lying on the ground, let alone lying on the ground covered in blood. He vaguely remembered that he was still shuttling through the city just now, fighting with whom, but why did he fall in the blink of an eye?

Vincent's consciousness was a little foggy, but his vision was gradually clear. He frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered everything, and the great fear and fear exploded in his heart, and he couldn't wait to stand up to the ground.

But then, he noticed that his hands and feet were a little out of control, and when he tried to reach out to grab something, his hands and feet would twitch strangely, and he knew the symptoms, which the doctors in the hospital said were caused by an injury to a certain part of the brain.

"Go back...... Get back! ”

Vincent's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and he writhed strangely on the ground like a child with just limbs. With great difficulty, he pulled out a charm from his trouser pocket, poured the last bit of spirituality into it, and said hoarsely:

"Heal!"

The spell lit up with a turquoise glow that flowed through his body like water, and his shattered body received a little life-saving grace. The pain was pressed down little by little by the tingling of muscle regeneration, and his heart beat strongly, and Vincent regained a little strength.

But his state did not improve, and the pain of almost spiritual overdraft continued to torment his brain. Vincent tried to vent his pain a little with shouting and swearing, but his vocal cords were so hoarse that he could barely make a sound, and he had to endure it all.

It's not time to give up yet......

The kid was still waiting for him, and the people of the town and his team were still waiting for him.

Get back...... Definitely going back......

Stretching out his left hand, he grabbed the cracked masonry crack in the ground in front of him, his trembling arm was bleeding profusely, he pushed his body forward a few centimeters, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the broken base of the gas street lamp in front of him, and moved the distance between the two palms.

Billowing smoke floated overhead, and he groped his way on the ground, leaning hard against a broken lamppole to prop himself up.

Vincent wiped his face vigorously, breathing heavily, groping his hands on his face for the stubby hairs that were slowly growing from the sides of his cheeks. He felt like he was getting closer to his limits, maybe the next time he summoned a spirit.

But he couldn't stop using his extraordinary powers, or he would die here.

Vincent tried to take a step forward, but although he stumbled a little and walked with severe pain, he did not fall.

After a few steps, there was another huge explosion on the other side, and he saw a figure running out of the collapsed house, a tall man, with blue eyes, a straggled warrior.

The two looked at each other, both stunned.

After a moment of stunned thought, Vincent's eyes suddenly darkened, and for some reason the fingers of the warrior who had left the team on the other side slipped off before he could touch the hilt of his sword, and he fell limply to the ground, his heartbeat and breathing became calmer and calmer, and finally he returned to nothingness in the ultimate peace.

Vincent breathed a sigh of relief, then reached out and grabbed his head, losing his balance and falling to the ground again.

Unintelligible whispers whispered in his ear, and the Dream Demon was tormented by hallucinations.

This time, the headache did not stop, and the pain made him covered in cold sweat, and his vision became dark and distorted, as if there were countless ghosts snooping. But Vincent thought he couldn't fall here, and he barely stood up with his hands on the ground, and bent down to hide in the shadows, and at some point the airship rose again, and one after another blazing white flaming spears fell to the ground like spears.

He wanted to look back, so he took a look and saw where His Excellency the Archbishop was.

But he gritted his teeth and dragged his injured leg and foot to run forward.

Run! Run! Run faster!

Amidst the flames and ruins, Vincent squeezed the last of his spirit and strength.

The air was already boiling hot, and the sky was covered with gray snow. Every breath felt like a burning blade slashing through his throat, and if he hadn't used his extraordinary abilities to protect his airways and lungs, he would have suffocated to death like an ordinary person at the scene of a fire.

At first, his injured legs were useless, but he gradually ran faster and faster, and he felt as if his body was getting lighter and lighter, as if it were about to merge with the snow and wind that hovered in the air of the Amanda Mountains all year round. He didn't know that his joints were starting to bend backwards, his sharp claws piercing his boots, he just felt that running felt so good, and the feeling of stepping barefoot on the snow was addictive. I even want to just bend down and land on all fours like a wolf.

Madness crept away at him, but he never felt like he was in such good shape.

The wolf-like monster ran happily along the road connecting the two towns, leaving everything behind, and soon, he reached the field outside the town of Red Moon, where a thin layer of snow covered the land, and a woman walking on the road with a basket appeared in his field of vision.

He remembered this woman, who was a grammar teacher at school, and who had a few encounters with him. Vincent happily ran over, trying to stop him, but a wolf's howl came out of his throat.

The teacher, frightened by the sudden terrifying roar, almost missed the basket in her hand, and she looked at the source of the roar in disbelief, and let out a louder scream of horror:

"Monster!"

"There are monsters!

”

Vincent stopped abruptly, and watched as the woman he knew threw away her basket and ran towards the town without looking back, letting out a shrill cry. He tried to stop the other party, but all he could do was let out a terrifying roar.

Monster......

He saw his outstretched hand, or rather claw, tremble as if he had woken up from a dream.

I, already, became, a monster......

Vincent's body trembled violently, and he thought of the extraordinaries who had been cleaned up by himself after they had lost control, the companions who had grown spider-like extra limbs, and despair suddenly captured his mind.

He looked painfully at the town that was so close that he turned to the distance with the last of his sanity.

Just as he was running desperately, a man walked unhurriedly on the ridge of the field in the distance, leaving a neat row of footprints behind him.

The moment he saw the middle-aged man dressed as a gentleman, Vincent stopped suddenly, and he struggled to restrain his instinct to spread nightmares and torment creatures for fun, and turned to flee in the other direction.

But the next moment, the gentleman appeared directly in front of him again, pressed the brim of his hat at him, and smiled easily:

"You look great for a night out."

"Sir, my first time in Wintershire, I'm a little lost, do you know where the church of the Night is located?"

Vincent stayed where he was, and instinctively snarled.

"Why can you tell you're human? Because your soul is sparkling. ”

"Need to go further southeast? I see, thank you for your answer. The demon tilted his head and calmly asked the wolf-like monster, "Is there anything you need my help with?" ”

619

Before discussing the topic of "how to get along with the pillars", it is important to clarify a prerequisite.

That is: "God" is better to get along with, not to try to get along with the "master of mysteries", and "eternal darkness" is more important to participate.

If we divide it by the relatively rough nine-square grid camp of human beings, it is estimated that there will be such a consensus among the outer gods - God is absolutely neutral in the very center, and in the stranger words of the old era, it is a neutral map boss. Although she will consciously expand the range of the sheepfold, as long as you run fast and know the current affairs, you will not be beaten to death or obeyed by the iron fist. Even if it is a god with his own scroll clan, he can choose to hand over the scroll clan or directly surrender together as a sheep to save his life.

Of course, there is no shame in giving a hand to the pillars, but it is better to say that the relationship between superiors and subordinates based on the premise of power suppression is the most stable.

Under normal circumstances, if you don't do anything to God and her sheepfold, you won't attract the hatred of this neutral boss.

If you give some help to God from the right position and perspective, you can occasionally gain some limited favor.

Eternal darkness is not difficult to deal with, and until the end of the universe comes, eternal darkness is just ordinary old days.

But the Lord of Mystery.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to know what it takes for the Master of Mystery not to have a bad taste for you.

Since the Lord of Mystery is a ...... This god ...... With the ability to transcend the old, with the capital to play with everyone and God, and because the way has the worst and most unpredictable character, then don't try to have a good relationship with her, run.

"That's why you support me as the Creator?"

"Right? Because you have a good temper, you know at least how to help and be kind to each other better than Adam, and you are strong enough in your faith, what else can it be? Is it because I love human beings that I want to give them a good god? ”

Before leaving Intis, Edward, who was called to tea, said to the true Creator very sincerely, "I do have some limited malice towards you, but it is up to you whether it will come true or not?" As long as you don't have bad intentions, what's the use of me tempting? I don't think you really need to check my status anytime and anywhere, I've always been quite gentle with you, you see I haven't even said a word to you. ”

With that, Edward reached for the mug on the table that belonged to her, the hot cocoa in it was still warm.

"I feel like I've been nice to you so far."

Edward said, "We outer gods do act according to interests, and do not involve anything else, and you should be more at ease." ”

As long as there are interests at stake, then we are the best allies.

The True Creator was silent for two seconds: "That's why you have to target Crane?" ”

Edward frowned and asked, "Your self-confidence has always made me wonder, why do you think that Crane can become a better master of mysteries, instead of being swallowed by Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun as soon as he becomes a god?" ”

"Because of human nature? Because he's a good guy? ”

"Well, I'm not human, I don't know where your faith comes from, you're the Almighty, you're a pillar, you can have nothing to fear, and you can use your symbol to back up Crane. Anyway, Tianzun really won't be able to live and you won't be able to die, but I'm different. Rather than gambling with 'human pride and great humanity' on whether or not it is Tianzun, I would rather nip all the sprouts in the bud. ”

The True Creator calmly replied:

"In other words, you don't support Crane because you don't believe that Crane can maintain a relatively stable self in divinity like me."

"Don't be so anxious to be proud, dear ally, I have taken a great effort to change you from the Old Testament to the New Testament. And your ego will gradually turn towards you, which is the eternal and unchanging destination. ”

"Okay, in the end, you can jump directly from Sequence 3 to Sequence 0, and change from a clear-willed doppelganger to a body, because you yourself have the courage to bear the memories of the dead in the Eastern Continent." Edward laughed and said, "Otherwise, you'll be stuck in 3 or 2 by me." ”

"Guessed."

"I like to talk to smart people."

Edward spoke in a mocking tone:

"You still think you're yourself, but what about when you have a dreamer? What you think will surely become a reality, won't you try to change the existing world with your own will? Isn't this a fantasy of a power station coming out? What about after the storm? You are once again the terrible tyrant of the Old Testament, and all unbelievers will suffer, after you have knowledge? There is nothing in the known world that you can't understand, and now that you're completely detached, and you're perfect, will you spend time on the intrigues of the gods in order to better preserve the planet? Do you still dream about power stations? Would you still care about the material life of your flock? ”

"Don't even say that, as long as you go to the Chaos Sea, you will be a different picture when you go ashore!"

These words poked at the point where the real creator had been most troubled lately, and she did not speak for a moment.

The words on the surface were still very tactful, but the Decaying King had already sneered several times in his heart. The method of reviving God's spirit is already relatively mild, and you were already an ancient sun god, weren't you also shocked and called a group of people on the spot to help you commit suicide? Where is the master of mystery who is proficient in exploiting loopholes, lies, deception, inducement, and disguise, where can an ordinary earthling who has not been estimated to be sixty years old in two lifetimes combined?

Even if he were given the same amount of time as the real Creator...... Give Crane at least another 2,000, 3,000, or even longer time to find himself and stabilize himself, and the Declining King will barely believe that he can draw with the Celestial Venerable in the Will Resurrection Match.

Win? It's been a long time since I've heard this joke.

"I—just a weak—old days, not at all willing to take part in the amusement among your pillars."

After complaining with a strong emotion, Edward slowed down his tone: "I have no plans to die at the moment, so I have to be responsible for my own life, besides, what is the impact of the mystery on your plan?" We should be unanimous in this regard. ”

The real creator wanted to refute that jumping into the sea may not be successful, but after thinking about it, whether he succeeds or not, he estimates that he will protect the earth, and in the eyes of the outer gods, it seems that there is no change, so he simply shook his head stupidly.

"Take a vacation, I'm going to Rune on a business trip for a while."

"If you don't drive, you won't leave?"

"I'll still go." Edward had no consciousness of working as a worker, and looked like I was in charge of my legs, "You don't ask me where I'm going?" ”

The True Creator narrowed his eyes:

"I'm guessing you're going to rob the Church of Tranquility."

"Why don't you guess I'm going to kill the bound god?"

"If you go to kill the bound god, you won't offer to do it."

"Worthy of an ally, you really know me." Edward grinned, "My traits are still there, I'm sure I'm going to take them." ”

After taking it, it is a true god who has collected all three copies of the sequence one and the unique state of the full state. The True Creator snorted twice, and began to wonder if she had a reason to stop it—unfortunately, she really didn't have much say in the actions of the Outer Gods against the night, because it had been agreed that the Outer Gods could retaliate with a tooth for a tooth.

"I'm going to put the three of them against each other so that we don't upset the balance." The implication is don't overdo it.

If the Church of Tranquility, the headquarters, were to be badly damaged, the Goddess of the Night would soon be defeated by the God of War – just as the True Creator would be able to gain authority over the Storm. Although it is necessary to control the digestion time after obtaining the uniqueness and sequence one, it will not be too long. The adjacent paths all have similarities, and the ambitious gods will also play the role of the adjacent paths in advance.

The God of War, who has become the true god of the dual paths, will naturally take over part of Rune's lands. In this way, the Grim Reaper of the Southern Continent will be in danger, and the battle for Eternal Darkness will soon be decided.

To put it cruelly, pillars are necessary for Earth, and the old days of eternal darkness are just icing on the cake, and may even be destabilizing. Therefore, the true Creator does not want the above events to come true.

"Okay."

Edward drank the hot cocoa, "I'll pay attention, it's an ally's request after all." ”

"My actions will definitely affect the change of the tide of battle, so how do you want things to develop?"

The True Creator pondered for a moment, and threw out an affirmative answer:

"The Church of the God of War needs to be damaged to a certain extent so that the night doesn't rout so quickly. But Fursack's army must put pressure on Rune and the Church of the Night at all times so that the Goddess of the Night can complete her agreement with me as soon as possible. ”

Edward smacked his lips:

“…… Actually, I don't think Storm will be a retarded person, the goddess of the night is in charge of the red moon, and the god of the Fusak side has exactly what she wants. ”

They all have good reasons and motivations to betray their teammates, and that is to stay alive. Now Rune's two gods (the Steam Church has officially withdrawn) are probably in a very delicate relationship, depending on who sells their teammates faster.

"Perhaps."

Again, the true Creator said,

"I remember that there seemed to have been a tacit agreement among the Seven Gods to allow King George III of Rune to try to become the Black Emperor."

Edward coughed: "I also know this matter, this king's behavior is fanfare, and you can almost see the high sequence of familiar Russell." And she hadn't been killed by a thunderbolt or slept to death, proving that the Seven Gods didn't intend to stop her directly. But at the same time, the Seven Gods did not give her any help, but also allowed the church and the royal family to test each other, I have to say that you earth gods are really strange, so like to stand on the sidelines and watch. ”

The True Creator nodded in agreement: "In the current environment, the night and the storm may change from unsupportive and indifferent to supportive at the beginning, and the 'Black Emperor' is also a variable that needs more attention. ”

"That's right, I'll help you pay a little attention to the situation in Rune when I go back."

"Go to Rune to inquire about the situation? Hehe, are you going to grab the Church of Tranquility and go to Beckland by the way? You want to sneak up on Crane again, right? ”

"Why do you say that about me, is there any sincere trust between us?"

"You just say you can't do it."

Edward picked up his hat and cane, looked at him left and right, and got up to say goodbye: "I won't talk to you, I'll go first." ”

The True Creator watched her disappear into the conference room as she quickly disappeared, reaching out and pinching her cheek, pondering.

The Bound God is indeed a nuisance......

How can we best dispose of her, restrain the outer gods, and not upset the balance of the present and the danger?

tbc

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Today is still an unbreakable day for the limits of the two gods.