Chapter 422: Perception
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20 hours ago, South Continent.
"Why is there no heartbeat, oh, I forgot to put my heart on?"
Hearing this, Edward glanced down at the black-red-black-red thing that should be mosaiced two meters away, no matter which work he put in, and turned his head back again without feeling like to speak.
After a while, when the corpse began to try to weave his intestines into a sailor's knot, Edward couldn't help it:
"I've given you all the information about the structure of all the life forms on this planet, can't you just spell it?"
"Yes, too."
The corpse stopped fiddling with his intestines, his neck was empty, the not too fresh blood was clotted on the not-so-smooth section, and he didn't even have a head, but he kept groping on the ground around him, looking for what should be in the empty chest and abdomen:
"But exploring the anatomy of carbon-based organisms is also an interesting process...... Their bodies are so weak, they have too many weaknesses, and they can't be easily replaced, which is in line with my basic impression of carbon-based creatures. β
"No, it seems that carbon-based creatures shouldn't talk like that...... vocal cords, hand me the vocal cords on the ground over there, thanks. β
Edward kicked something that was also a mosaic with the tip of his shoe, and the corpse was not angry, and expertly took it and studied it for a few seconds, removing the black blood clot from it.
He connected the vocal cord to the cut in his neck, and after a muffled, jerky whisper, the vocal cords emitted a strange and pleasant voice that could not distinguish age or gender:
"It doesn't matter if there is no container, the degree of freedom to pinch people is really high, how do human internal organs come together?"
"I've got this kind of database for you, too." Edward said calmly, "You didn't see it at all, did you?" β
"Look, but you've been looking for me three times in two hundred years, except that sleeping is a dream, I have long forgotten it, and it's better to chat with everyone. Radio Bethel was also operating during this time, and it was interesting to hear him report on some of the Abraham's family. β
Edward was really a little curious now, but not much:
"Bethel will still say anything about the Abrahams?"
His half of his body adjusted the state of his organs, softening the stiff joints, and seeing that he couldn't find a suitable visceral puzzle, he simply grabbed out all the contents and threw them aside:
"Of course He didn't want to say it, but the Fallen Mother Mother always had a way to get Him to speak."
"But there's really nothing going on. Originally, Russell Gustaf's 'Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse' had a demigod from the House of Abraham, who once prospered during the Archons. Now Intis is not a vast and sparsely populated land, and some Abraham, who had already migrated to the frontiers and other countries, is ready to return to Intis to continue to develop, of course, these things are learned by Bethel through prayer from time to time...... 'Ancestors bless this journey' or something, it is very common. β
Despite the lack of a head, body and language, Edward could sense that the other person was thinking:
"Speaking of which, I know that someone from the Abrahamic family once roamed the spirit world and wrote a book called "Spiritual Experience", and 'Yellow Light' Venetam made a prediction that the changes in the Abrahamic family would appear in a small apprentice. By the way, I discovered that the prophesied apprentice was the little girl you had been blinded by your extraordinary powers, Forthth Wall. β
It was Edward's turn to be slightly surprised.
He still remembered the name, after all, it was one of the few human beings below the angel who was additionally marked by Him. The correspondence continued once or twice a month, but there was not much interest in the Tarot Society, and he wanted to yawn, and in the long run he didn't even have the interest to play the old friend of his classmate who was "very interested in the occult", and he didn't bother to reply to the letter.
But as a well-informed outer god, he quickly figured out the joints, frowned, and said:
"It's because of the connection with the 'Fool' that Forth was prophesied by the 'Yellow Light'? That's right, after all, Source Fort is the supreme of the spirit world, and the seven lights of the spirit world can be counted as the dependents of the master of mystery, so it is not surprising that it is sensitive in this regard. β
"Coupled with the fact that 'the day the curse is lifted is the beginning of the real catastrophe', that is, the prophecy of 'Yellow Light' actually implies that Klein will save the Abrahamic family?"
"Nine times out of ten, although in my eyes the grave grass of Furth should be five meters tall, but she can still live until now, which means that the source fort can block Bethel's babbling, and it is easy to save the other Abraham in the same way."
He is much more talkative than his own half-body, and he has some affinity, and he does not have the problem of either not opening his mouth or opening his mouth to tempt, instigate, and provoke a complete set of problems. The corpse groped on the ground for a while, but could not find any working internal organs, so he had to stand up, and after the indulgence of the stumps and broken arms scattered all over the ground went mad, he picked up a head with closed eyes and bleeding from the mouth and nose in the battlefield, patted the ashes, and put it on his neck:
"He also said that the Demon of Knowledge had contacted Him and wanted to help kill Him, reshape Him, and send Him to compete for the Master of Mystery."
"The child is honest and the mother god is very happy, Mr. Bethel really doesn't treat everyone as outsiders, and everyone is in an unexpected ecstasy."
The two parts were obviously not one, and the incision and section could not be put together, but soon, fine and dense granulations grew up and down the two parts of the flesh, forcibly connecting the two parts, and finally leaving a scar that was not very obvious.
Then he slashed twice around his neck, making a cut and shoving the dangling vocal cords back down his throat.
He cleared his throat, tested the organ he had just put together, and continued in that strangely pleasant voice:
"By the way, all I can get down is such a little spirituality, and I have to fight with the Mother Tree of Desire outside. Recently, the Fallen Mother Goddess has been looking at me more and more strangely, you should throw the moon away as soon as possible, you can throw it anywhere, don't take it with you anymore. β
"Throw it to whom?"
"It's the same for anyone."
The god of possibility slowly and leisurely brought the rift in his stomach together, allowing the granules to turn the rift into a huge scar:
"If you give the moon to the Earth Mother God, the Earth Mother God will quickly try to become a dual-path true god, but it will also accelerate the influence of the Fallen Mother God, and if you give the moon to the God of War, it is basically equivalent to directly handing over the Earth Mother God. You give it to the Demon of Knowledge, and the Demon of Knowledge will trade the moon for Bethel Abraham, and you give it to the God of Thunder, and the God of Thunder throws it into the basement with his backhand...... All in all, you might as well find a random place and throw it away, and whoever picks it up will belong to whoever finds it. β
Edward was silent for a moment, the two of them were ultimately the same consciousness, but they had different personalities because of their different spirituality and symbolism, but their way of thinking and their views on the future were similar:
"So, with the two Sequence One traits that belong to 'Eternal Darkness' in my hand, what do you think of touching the River of Eternal Darkness?"
"Hmm...... Not very well. β
Edward was not surprised: "Sure enough, it's still too early?" β
"It's not a matter of time." The god of possibility muttered with his eyes closed, he had shaved off a few pieces of flesh, and finally had his head and neck tightly together, now repairing his brain and facial features.
"This is the problem of the 'River of Eternal Darkness'...... which is as lifeless as its symbol, and is clearly essentia that has penetrated the outside world through the seal, and the 'City of Calamity' is much more alive than Him...... But that doesn't mean we have a chance to touch it. β
"The 'River of Eternal Darkness' has devoured two gods, and although one of them has been released by you, his spirit and imprint remain in the waters of the dead. The River of Eternal Darkness has already had enough will after devouring the ancient god of death 'Gregaret', not to mention that there is a dying and struggling Sallinger behind him, he just doesn't have a strong desire to move, and I don't approve of reaching out now. β
After hearing these words, Edward nodded, but heard the other party say again:
"If you'd like to try your hand at contact, I'm on my way to the Godforsaken Lands, and I can take a spin around there and come back."
"By the way, can't you just give me Siea's body? I'm sleepwalking now and having to put together the container myself, which is too bad. β
"No." Edward scoffed, "I'll eat it." β
The corpse's eyes were still closed, and He straightened his head, which was almost perpendicular to his chest, first the veins and the flesh, and then the back of the neck and the spine that were normally connected to the upper and lower parts of the bodyβtwo clicks, the spine reset, and then He opened his eyes with his hands.
"I can 'see' and hear...... But the efficiency of the organ is a bit low, so it's not as good as my direct spiritual mapping. β
The empty corpse in his chest and abdomen turned to Edward Vaughn, whose eyes were still closed, when he suddenly asked:
"People have no heart to live?"
Edward, who was turning the Rubik's Cube with his head down, glanced up at him, and said casually, "Live." β
"Then I'll continue to live." He waved his hand, "Come back, I'll go to Godforsaken land first, and maybe I'll catch up with them." β
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"Fools who do not belong to this age;
"The mysterious lord above the gray mist;
"The Yellow and Black King of Good Luck ......"
Derik Berg prayed again, and after the success of that prayer a few days ago, Mr. "Fool" had not answered him even once, which made Derick feel inexplicably flustered and uneasyβhe knew that such thoughts were extremely disrespectful, extremely rude, and greedy, but, butβMr. Fool had never failed to answer prayers for so long before!
After all, Mr. "Fool" and the Lord are allies, aren't they? He's here to save the Silver City, isn't he?
The arrival of the "Angel of Destiny" is also an acknowledgment of the agreement between the two ancient gods!
Could it be that after the current Silver City has sunshine, food and a relatively good life, Mr. "Fool" is going to leave us...... Or will it gradually forget us, leaving us to continue to wait for salvation to come?
Or is life all about salvation now?
Derick Berg is really flustered right now.
He sensed that something seemed to be wrong, and Mr. "Fool" seemed to be a little different from before, but he couldn't tell what was different...... If I had to say it, it was probably the feeling of him, and that feeling of kindness and kindness was gone!
The animal fat candle burned slowly, and Darik had some difficulty calming down, and he reached out to extinguish the three candles, ending the prayer.
Derick walked around the house twice, and finally sat down by the window, and after a few words of repentance in his heart, began to analyze the source of the unease.
"Mr. 'Fool' suddenly didn't respond to us for more than a week, and he didn't start the tarot meeting, only a scene of gray fog gradually fading away, and from this scene, Mr. 'Fool' must have been in some trouble......"
"Then, Mr. 'World' entrusted Silver City to help manage and seal some of his extraordinary items, saying that he would come to collect them later."
"He is a relative of Mr. 'Fool', so Mr. 'Fool' promised him that he could fulfill one of our requests."
Then Mr. "Fool" suddenly disappeared for more than ten days, and I pretended that there was still an oracle to stabilize the Chief and the people of Silver City, and then Mr. "Fool" suddenly responded to me and told me that the dependents of the enemy would come to Silver City to our disadvantage...... Derrick had carefully sifted through the events of this time in his mind, but he couldn't detect anything wrong with them alone.
And who belonged to the huge eyes that suddenly appeared outside Silver City that day, Daerik still doesn't know.
The chief and the others didn't know, because there were too many mysterious and terrifying things hidden in the darkness of the God's Forsaken Land, and no one knew what kind of monster it was, but everyone was sure that if that monster chose to attack, Silver City would definitely not survive.
"Wait, there seems to be a place to connect?"
Derick frowned, and when he recalled it for the fifth time, he finally found some small clues that were not even clues:
"Mr. 'World' said that he would find an opportunity to collect the items entrusted to us to keep temporarily, that is, Mr. 'World' might sacrifice them back through Mr. 'Fool', or...... Or come directly to our Silver City and pick them up! β
"But ten days later, Mr. 'Fool', who responded to me, said that there will be hostile dependents who will be unfavorable to Silver City......"
A drop of cold sweat slipped quietly from the corner of Darik's forehead, his pupils dilated slightly, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
The person who came could be a dependant of an enemy disguised as Mr. "World"?
Or is it that the real enemy has disguised himself as Mr. "Fool", and Mr. "World" has returned for refuge, and the enemy wants Silver City to deal with him, expel him, or even kill him?
ββ¦β¦ Who should I trust? β
Darek's Adam's apple rolled, and the under-adult envoy suddenly felt chills all over his body, feeling that his little stone house was surprisingly cold, even if he had a glow as warm as the sun all year round.
I'm going to have to tell the Chief about this! Although, the Chief is not as familiar with Mr. "Fool" as I am, the Chief is more experienced than me...... Derrick made a decision, and almost immediately stood up, subconsciously preparing to stride out, but fearing that his second guess would be true, he pretended to be nothing, and walked out at his usual pace and speed.
He had just gone out and had not taken two steps when the next-door neighbor saw Derick and greeted him cordially:
"Good afternoon! Are you going to church? β
Going to church now basically defaults to going to Mr. Fool's church...... Dyric smiled and waved his hand at his neighbor, "No, I've thought of something about rituals and sacrifices, and I'm going to go to the library to find some materials." β
The neighbor nodded, said nothing, and turned to leave.
Daerik walked back on, and as soon as he stepped out of the first intersection, he saw his acquaintances and friends from the Exploration Team.
The tall warriors came over laughing and patted Derick on the shoulder:
"Good afternoon, Darik, why don't you go to church today?"
Dyric grinned and accepted the greetings from his friends, and his mood lightened slightly: "I'm going to go to the library first. β
"We're going to church." The friends reached for Dareek's shoulder, "Shall we go together?" Mr. Pastor? β
Determined to go to the Round Tower to find the chief as soon as possible, Derik refused, he struggled for a moment, and suddenly found that his friend's power to grab him was unusually great, and he, the extraordinary person of the "sun" path, could not break free at all.
He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, but he still smiled quietly:
"You go first, I'll ...... if I find some information."
Darek looked up to look at his friends, who were much taller than him, and suddenly, his breathing suddenly stopped, and his pupils dilated.
- At some point, the friends in front of him, both men and women, showed exactly the same smiles, and the "Dawn Knight" who grabbed him even reached out and pinched his right eye socket, and a monocle that seemed to be polished crystal appeared there out of thin air.
Derick's consciousness was blurred for a second.
The next moment, he yawned, looked at the person in front of him, and then looked at his surroundings, with a strange expression, as if he was thinking about why he seemed to appear here suddenly.
The smiles of the Dawn Knight and the others returned to normal, as if nothing had happened just now.
"Dyric, didn't you say we'd go to church together?" A tall woman smiled and said, "Let's go!" β
Darek was stunned, remembering that he did seem to be going to church, so he nodded and followed them towards the center of the city.
TBC
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Klein saw signs of figure activity in front of him.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the nerves that had been tense for the past few days had relaxed a little, he smiled, turned to the two angels, and said:
"Ahead is the first stronghold opened up by Moon City."