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"I have to get a name first...... Sequence 3 receives prayers in response to a region, which varies in size depending on the authority of each person, and it is clear that the 'Sea King' is the type with a larger territory...... So, my honorific name must also have a limited scope, protector of all the poor children of Beckland? I've only been open for a few months now, and that's a bit too presumptuous......"

And if it really points to success and is very clear, doesn't it mean that no one else in Beckland does this kind of thing except himself?

Crane shook his head, deciding not to make such a tentative attempt at humanity.

"Well, others must have such a limitation, but I may not, I can use the 'Spiritual Realm and the Dependents of the Source Castle' instead, the Dependents who belong to the same two places, I should be the only one at present, unique enough, so that as long as you are in the same city or region as me, you can pray to me through this honorific name."

"By the way, I am in a good mental state now, although I can feel that I have changed, but I have not yet split my personality, and I have not become uncontrollably cold and terrible, which shows that the imprint of the 'ancient scholar' in history is his anchor...... Also, the emperor has also become an angel, and this situation has become serious, and I have to rely on believers to serve as anchors and provide positioning, and I am still a big step behind...... I have to gather what else can be anchored besides the believers, just in case......" Crane thought about it, and took out a pen and paper.

He then put down his pen and wrote down the first description of his honorable name:

"Descendants of the Spirit Realm and the Source Castle."

After thinking about it, he began to write the second and third paragraphs with his rich experience and knowledge of divine pattern feedback:

"Mystery from antiquity;

"A testimony to a long history."

Since Sequence 3 is not a true god and cannot be described in a syllogism, Klein thought about it for a moment and added two more sentences:

"Protector of magic and theatrical performances;

"The Great Gelman Sparrow."

Actually, non-true gods can also be described in syllogisms, but one of them must refer to the person of the true god, for example, Klein can use "the person of the true creator"—in this case, it is essentially closer to a summoning spell than to a prayer of honorific names, similar to the messenger, and if the messenger is a spiritual creature, then there is no need for the restriction of which true god's favor is there.

Therefore, the summoned ones often do not know what it is, which is quite dangerous.

However, if Crane really wanted to use this trick, he could even write "the relatives of the Spirit Realm and the Source Castle, the relatives of the true Creator, the relatives of the God of War...... this rare situation that only he can collect, pointing to nature is unique.

After pondering for a while, Crane manipulated his secret puppet Enyoni to recite the honorific name he had just written in Ancient Hermetic language.

After a few seconds, Crane raised his right hand and rubbed the corner of his forehead, his expression rather strange.

He didn't "hear" the prayers.

"What's wrong with this name?" Klein pondered it very carefully a few times, and gradually came to an idea, "I may not be the only one in the spirit world and the source castle, and the dogs of Fugen are also ...... It has to be qualified......"

After the modification, the secret puppet Enyuni recited again in the ancient Hermetian language:

"Dependents of the Spirit Realm and the Source Castle;

"Mystery from antiquity;

"Witness to a long history;

"Protector of Beckland's magic and theatrical performances;

"The great Gelman Sparrow.

"I pray for your favor and for you to illuminate the darkness before my eyes."

As soon as Enyuni's words fell, Klein heard his prayers, and only a few of the "Spirit Worms" heard them, which did not affect his ontology at all.

This is very clear, unlike the prayer conveyed by the "Source Fort...... Klein's mind moved, and his "Spirit Worm" responded according to the rules he had made in advance.

……

"That's it, I can't guess the honorable name, I don't know, but this information is basically true and credible."

Amon processed the information at hand, adjusted his own memories and forged some of them, leading him to believe that he had gotten into the Cathedral of Light after a difficult investigation and had observed the information that Crane had obtained.

He began to sacrifice the intelligence to the ontology.

……

"Hey."

Edward, who was walking in the wilderness of the Eastern Continent, suddenly stopped.

He reached out with a feeling and scratched at the air in front of him, but caught nothing.

Edward sighed, took his hand back, and expressed his loss with his expression and movements, but his tone and eyes were unwavering, and he said without any regrets: "Another failure." ”

"Or Is He ...... Alone"

Edward sighed again, and lowered his hand again with a slight gloom.

"In the end, I was triggered, but it happened faster than I thought...... There's nothing to regret, that's his choice, and it won't make much difference anyway. The demon said a few words, and the figure suddenly appeared a few kilometers away, patting a passer-by on the shoulder, "Do you know how to leave the Eastern Continent?" The first time I've been here, I'm a little lost. ”

Startled by the passers-by who were photographed, Steven really jumped up and looked at him as if he were facing a great enemy.

"No one can enter the sanctuary without the permission of the Lord, and it is equally necessary to leave—" Stever's mouth moved involuntarily as he uttered what was on his mind, "is that you?" How can you still be here? Who did the Lord let you in? ”

After saying all that, He seemed to realize that his body was out of control, and his face was black and white.

Edward looked at him with some surprise:

"I'm not well-informed, I thought that after the sun came to the Eastern Continent, your intelligence department would also be in line with the outside world, oh, the Eastern Continent is the residence of Ulorius, so it's no wonder that he didn't have contact with the outside world, anyway, fate will let you know sooner or later, right?"

What are you talking about...... Steven felt inexplicable.

His impression of Edward is still a thousand years ago, and the two had a quarrel because of the latter's disrespectful attitude towards the real creator - after all, at that time, he used the identity of the old remnants to deceive the real creator to obtain the identity of an "ally" that only each other knows, in the eyes of the outside world, it is actually a cult cooperation, and the Aurora Society has an extra supernumerary angel of the demonic path - so in the eyes of Steper and almost all the angels of the Aurora Society, Edward is just here to do an extra job, and his attitude is naturally blasphemous and arrogant.

Steven complained about his defeat, believing that his loss was mainly due to the demon's frequent throwing out relics related to the Lord to make deals, making him obsessed with collecting relics and unable to seriously fight.

Obviously, this battle was unfair, and it only represented His devotion to the Lord, and it did not prove that Elder Vulgare was weaker than the Blood Grand Duke.

The angels of the allies are of course still qualified to be remembered, although in Edward's memo, Steven has no name, only a simple stickman with three heads drawn:

"It's okay if I don't know, I don't have to spend time explaining to you."

Of course, the Angel of Divine Words remembers this demon who fought with him at the beginning, although the other party's current way of speaking and personality are very different from the one in his memory, but his appearance has not changed in the end.

Steper was about to speak, but was interrupted by Edward's action again.

"Here's for you."

Edward pulled a wolf's tooth pendant out of his pocket and slipped it into Stever's hand, "Now tell me where I can get out." I like it here, and since you've been given to another god, maybe he doesn't want it either, what if I can take it? ”

Stiffer clenched his fists, but he watched as the fangs melted into his flesh.

Once again, His mouth moved uncontrollably:

"There are two ways to leave, one is to pray to the Lord, the other is to go all the way to the west, through the coast covered with seclusion and thunder, and the other is to take the path of the Aurora pilgrimage, but this path does not go deep into the middle of the Eastern Continent."

Edward stroked his chin.

Then he glanced at the thread of possibility that had been haphazardly tied into a ball of yarn in the outside world, and the great changes that had taken place in just over a month had made the fate of all people and God tangled together, and it could be said that the whole body was affected by a single hair.

He found the one that belonged to the Lord of the Storm, and regrettably found that the other party was now a dual-path true god, and from various possibilities, it was shown that he still had a strong hostility towards the outer gods, and there was a high probability that he would fight with him in the future - this was not surprising at all, the identity of the Storm Lord, the earth god, was destined to have the possibility of starting a divine war, and now that the other party has a dual path, the possibility of fighting is greatly increased. Edward smacked his lips, feeling that although it wasn't difficult to deal with, it was indeed a little troublesome.

In other words, the divine power blockade belonging to the Lord of Storms outside the Eastern Continent will become stronger, and he may not be able to pass through.

There is no need to take a walk, not to mention that it is not easy to move essentia once.

Ever since his identity was revealed, his compatriots in heaven have begun to think about it, and after realizing that what remains in heaven is only a precarious and crumbling one-way crippled old day, the Mother Tree of Desire has already begun to think.

But—it's a good thing, I've tried to get in touch with the essentia after the seal.

The Mother Tree of Desire wants to unite with other old days to kill itself and lacks enough chips, and it is almost a doze away from the end of the world, who wants to waste energy by fighting with her compatriots at this juncture? What's more, even if the heavenly essence is gone, He can obtain essentia with this current vessel and become the old day again, after all, His symbol is in the essentia, not the path and the number of paths.

Compared to the Mother Tree of Desire, it was the sight of the fallen Mother Goddess that sent chills down His spine.

He pondered:

"The path of the Aurora pilgrimage - I seem to have walked through the barrier of the storm as a doppelganger, oh, too."

"Outside the continent is the sea, so you can't dig tunnels...... I remembered that there was a door in the Giant Court, which was opened from the inside, and the people of the Eastern Continent could access the outside world through that door, but in fact, they still needed to pass through the storm and barrier first......"

"Blockade in all directions, no way at all?"

Steven looked at the muttering demon with a strange look, and couldn't help but ask, "Since you were brought in by the Lord, then pray to the Lord, and you will not be able to go out?" ”

Edward looked at Him, shrugged his shoulders, and said regretfully:

"Yes, yes, but I don't want to walk through His kingdom of God again, oh, you're a believer in Him, and you don't know what it means to walk through the real kingdom of heaven in the occult, so that's fine."

Stepper became more and more confused about what the demon was talking about:

"You can't teleport in the spirit realm here, how did you suddenly appear here?"

"Ran here." Edward said honestly.

"Run?"

"As long as you run so fast that you can't see clearly, it's equivalent to teleporting." Edward said casually, "By the way, give me some information, what has Ulorius been doing lately?" If you tell me, I'll let you see your hometown again. ”

"What the hell are you talking about?" Steve looked Edward up and down, and he clearly remembered that a thousand years ago this man was not what he is now, not only was he not good at communicating, but he often said strange things, in short, his humanity was kept sparse.

The Godforsaken Land was too close to the true Creator, and Steven himself had little sense, walking aimlessly just for the sake of pilgrimage.

During his rounds of the land, He would occasionally offer some help to the city-states he passed by, but never communicate with them in depth, because those who had been helped in desperate situations would see these small redemptions as new goals, or even converts.

What is it to take a look at your hometown? His homeland was the Emerald City, which was torn into three pieces as the earth was torn apart into a valley and destroyed 1,955 years ago...... Stepper has been walking in the Godforsaken Land for more than a thousand years, and has seen too many lives and deaths, sometimes he has just walked on the front foot, and the city-state is destroyed on the back foot, and hundreds of years later he revisits the old land, and the ruins of the city-state have become the habitat of wild beasts.

He didn't feel like he would ever feel nostalgic for every city-state that had been destroyed.

But once again his mouth moved uncontrollably:

"Lord Ulorius has descended on the Silver City, the Silver City has been blessed with good fortune, and an ancient god 'Fool' is helping, and the Silver City has become the City of the Chosen One, the City of the Gods, and has been promised new food and redemption......"

Edward looked at the sky:

"Isn't the sun salvation for you? What more do you want? ”

A cold sweat broke out on Steper's head: "For me...... It's ...... enough! ”

"For you? Then it seems that there is more hope for others. Edward said with a smirk, "Oh, human beings are like that, I can understand that with the sun there will be land that can be cultivated, and with land there will be more secure meat, human greed will promote the development of civilization, if human beings are not greedy, then the devil will be unemployed." ”

He seemed to suddenly remember that he was still dominated by demons, and the demons whispered with feeling:

"Don't you feel offended that this is the sanctuary of the true Creator, who you have been looking for for a thousand years, but who are now being favored by another God, and who want to abandon the faith of the Creator, and to leave the sanctuary, and to abandon the Creator?"

"Don't you think they're excessive?"

"A thousand years of faith says that if you abandon it, you will abandon it, and it is clear that so much darkness and pain have not changed your faith, and after getting the sun, you will not care about the salvation of the true creator, and you will turn around and follow the 'fool' to a new future."

"Don't you think it's a shame for them to turn their backs on the faith?"

Steper's heart raced abruptly, and the almost non-existent resentment and anger were stirred up in a frenzy, and Edward's words echoed in his ears, allowing him to speculate on others at worst...... It was a long time before Steven spoke, and the cold sweat on his forehead was about to gather into a stream:

"Silver City has the power to choose, to choose one's own faith, which is also the mercy of the Lord."

"I will never disagree with the Lord's decision."

Edward shook his head, "That's why I don't like to talk to believers like you, it's so boring." ”

"What the hell are you?" Steper came back to his senses.

"A passing demon." Edward waved his hand, too lazy to answer the question, too lazy to make Steve feel like a waste of time, "It's okay to look for you, you and I will go first." ”

He took a few steps to the side, looked for a random direction, and prepared to move out of here.

But Steif stopped him: "If you want to do it to the Lord's elect—"

"Don't be so brainy."

Edward replied, "I will not destroy the Eastern Continent, nor will I harm the people here, because some of this place will belong to me in the future." ”

With that, he walked toward the west, and Steven was not worried about following, but saw Edward jerk back and meet his breathtaking black eyes.

Steper stiffened, fear enveloping him like an impenetrable web.

His spirituality foreshadowed the darkness and the darkness before his eyes, and the darkness came and went as quickly as Stepper sweated profusely to regain control of his limbs, and he followed as fast as he moved towards the east, nearly hitting an oncoming child.

Child?

The Angel of the Holy Word subconsciously stopped, and even took two steps back, staring at the child who suddenly appeared in front of him, not daring to be careless.

But then, more and more people appeared around Him. Everyone who appeared was not human, without spiritual brilliance, without a heartbeat or soul, but they were still walking, talking and laughing, and children in old clothes chased and played in the streets.

Steper looked up in disbelief and saw that the door frame of each house was inlaid with a small jade of different shape.

Memories that had fallen to the ashes slowly revived, and he remembered that he used to boast of his memory, which he could remember clearly in the shape of the emeralds of every house in the city, and these memories were the source of his numbness of pain in the future.

This is the ancient Emerald City, the home of Him, the place where He was chosen to be the Extraordinary and finally ascended to Heaven, and was not able to protect it.

He returned to the phantasmagion of the city 2,000 years ago.

……

Edward approached Silver City.

Although the entire city was almost entirely filled with warriors, his arrival did not touch any of the warriors' intuition of crisis, which had stopped.

From the outside, the city was nothing special, but when he jumped on the walls, he was surprised to see that there was a special area in the city for the accumulation of monster corpses.

On closer inspection, it seems that there is more to it than that.

There were still many black objects growing on the corpses of the mountain of monsters, which turned out to be large and small black mushrooms.

“…… Is this making poison? ”

The demon noticed that the contamination and toxins on the monster's body were converging towards the mushrooms, and he was relieved, "Oh, this is supposed to be stripping the toxins, but such mushrooms are also useful. ”

Soon, he noticed other mushrooms, the source of which was a small church in the Silver City, with a sign of "Eyes without Pupils, Lines of Change", in which many people were praying. Next to the church is a large house with a variety of mushrooms, and a vague male figure holding a mushroom painted on the wall.

The people of Silver City call this man the "Sage of Abundance" in the honorific of the ancient Giants, and he is the messenger of the "Fool", who comes with the brilliance and brings life and abundant hope to the Silver City.

- No one knows that not letting him be called an "angel of abundance" is the last effort of the "fool".

Edward thought the portrait was a bit like Frank Lee.

He noticed that in addition to the mushrooms that accumulated toxins, the small hospital in Silver City was boiling milk mushroom soup with solar healing and soothing scent, and the milk in the soup came from a mushroom that could produce milk when cut, so the essence of this soup was that the mushroom soup boiled mushrooms.

He also saw an apple tree in a small garden, and the ripe apples fell to the ground and ran on their own legs, and a resident of Silver City chased after him, and not far away a bunch of apples were being roasted on the fire. It seems that the food distribution site also has seeds, which can grow pork and wheat, and there are also mashed potatoes with fungi or algae that can multiply on their own when water is added...... The food culture of Silver City is at least fifty years beyond the outside world, and the outer gods can't help but look sideways.

Edward thought that the person in the portrait was Frank Lee.

The sound of a child's cry elicited a spiritual response, and Edward looked into the distance to see a silver-gray haired child who looked like he was four or five years old standing in the street with his eyes closed and crying, tears of blood flowing from his eyes.

The adults around him turned a blind eye, and he reached out to wipe it, wiping his face as if he had just killed two people.

"Yo." Edward greeted, "Ulorius." ”

The silver-gray haired child still had his eyes closed and turned around stubbornly.

It feels a little different from the character of the legendary Ulorius...... Because you're still young? Edward had the heart to tease Him:

"Your lord is gone."

The demon visibly saw the child's movements as he wiped his tears paused, and couldn't help but smile wickedly.

"The Lord did not depart."

A few seconds later, Ulorius's voice rang in his ears.

"He was, is, and always am, and has not changed. Now it's just fate that has come, and He has returned to his original appearance. ”

TBC

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Medici, however, did not think so.

(End of chapter)