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Crane's heart sank slowly.

Of course, he hoped that this was just his own speculation, the worst guess, in fact, nothing had happened to everyone, nothing had happened...... But he could not think of any better development, and he could not deceive himself, because what Amon did and his personality completely limited his imagination.

Hermes apparently realized the truth of the matter, and he cast a vaguely reassuring look at Crane, then spoke casually to the guard before quietly ending the dream and leaving his will.

At the edge of Moon City's stronghold, the guard's body shook suddenly, and he suddenly came to his senses because he lost his balance.

I almost fell asleep with my weapon on hand!

The guards were frightened into a cold sweat by their own negligence, and those who lived in this land had to be vigilant at all times as soon as they left the city, and an inconspicuous drowsiness could kill everyone—because dreams here are always dangerous.

He looked around nervously and saw that his companions were still eating around the fire, and the meat soup in the pot had only been reduced by about half.

The guard relaxed and confirmed that only a few minutes had passed, and he patted his face, regained his spirits, and continued to stand guard and patrol.

In the distance, outside the stronghold, Hermes reopened his eyes.

Medici continued to act as the "spectator", using his personality to prop up the "psychological invisibility", he exchanged glances with Hermes, and the "spectator" angel in the team nodded, and said in a deep voice:

"You two should already understand the situation."

He looked at Medici again: "Your Highness the Red Angel, I have limited acquaintance with His Highness the Angel of Time, so I dare to ask you, when the heretics and the followers of the Creator live together, will His Highness the Angel be open to the followers of the Creator?" ”

Medici took a bite of the apple that smelled of fragrant roast chicken, and with a crunch sound that was less like fruit than a bite of a bone, he laughed:

"What kind of joke are you talking about, Hermes, is it that you can't remember how much time has passed? When will the Lord allow pagans and believers to coexist? This kind of thing simply can't happen. ”

"Besides, I don't believe Amon would do that now."

Medici took another bite of the apple, clattering. This overly strong aroma made Klein look sideways frequently, and he wanted to ask several times what the apple tasted like and where it was grown. But his spiritual instincts told him that he might not want to know the answer.

With Amun's ability, it was easy to pluck out the devout from the pagans, and it was easy to cure the physical defects of the devout...... But the problem is, He didn't feel like he should do these things.

This is the difference between mythical creatures and humans.

If it were a human angel who believed in the ancient sun god, and stayed alone in the Eastern Continent, he would definitely provide some help to the fallen humans who shared the same belief, just like Stive, the "Angel of the Word" who has been wandering here since the sun went down.

The "Angel of the Word" is indeed one of the angels who once followed the ancient sun god, one of the "angels surrounded by the shadow of a man of light" in the canon and frescoes, but after all, he has followed the fall of the true Creator, and his spirit and perspective have been polluted by these bloody and crazy spiritual forces. Coupled with the fact that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, he is too weak to take the initiative to help the survivors of Godforsaken Lands.

The "Angel of the Word" will not feel that the outside world is beautiful, but he will enjoy the Eastern Continent more, and enjoy the kingdom of God of shadow and sin even more.

He sees the outside world as a world of evil traitors full of temptations, and he doesn't want to tell the survivors what the outside world looks like.

However, as a believer in the true Creator, and as an insider of the "feast of betrayal" (at least he thinks so), Steven will selectively pass on the faith of the true Creator to certain survivors, so that those who have fallen into despair and doubt will have a new faith to fall back on—a mad god who can whisper is better than a creator who has not spoken a word for more than a thousand years, isn't it?

The fact that God whispers, who frequently asks God to come down, and who even whispers that the "listener" who does not advance within a year will die, is cruel and terrifying, but it also proves that the existence of the true Creator is real and active.

"Amon wouldn't do that."

For Amun, belief in the ancient sun god was a must.

Those who believe in faith are not rewarded, but they are punished. It's rather unfair, but that's Amun's attitude. Among the countless city-states destroyed in the Godforsaken Lands, there are towns that have lost all their lights in an instant due to their conversion.

In the silence of everyone, Medici finished nibbling on the apple in his hand, reached out and pressed Klein's shoulder, and said in a flat tone:

"Just prepare for the worst, I mean, for the complete destruction of the city."

"Although, for some reason, it is impossible for Amun, who has obtained the Source Fort, to look at the Eastern Continent for a long time, but he is now the 'Fool', the good god who has given help to the remnants of the Eastern Continent in need, not to mention whether you can gain their trust or not, as long as you appear in front of their eyes, they will definitely choose to pray to the 'Fool' immediately and report our actions."

"What's the worst? To put it mildly...... Crane, you know what I mean. ”

Medici called Crane's name in a rare and serious manner instead of "you boy", and he looked at the real "fool" standing in front of him, and saw that the other party was calm and silent. After thinking for two seconds, the red angel still chose to say directly:

"I know you've helped these people, you've listened to the prayers of the people of this city, you've seen their smiles of joy, but now it's a battlefield, and it's war, a small, invisible war. You are on the battlefield and you can't retreat, you have to move forward. ”

"What are you going to do if they attack you?"

"What would you do if they were controlled by Amon and turned into his secret puppets or clones, crying out to you for help without knowing whether they were true or not, and at the same time uniting to kill you?"

"What are you going to do if the whole city is already parasitized, and if you get rid of it, you will die or get out of control?"

Hermes, who was watching the situation in the distance, turned his head and looked at Crane, who frowned, and guessed that the young man might be a relative of the ancient god "Fool" with the information "He is a fellow countryman of the Creator", after all, they are all ancient, mysterious beings.

Klein fell silent.

Fight against the people of Moon City and Silver City, use force against them, and even kill them...... To be honest, Klein never thought about this from the day he met "The Sun".

But now, it seems like it's almost 10 percent going to happen, forcing Klein to face this harsh reality.

"I ...... I can't answer that question. ”

Faced with this situation, even Crane inevitably felt a little tricky - he had never considered it from the perspective of force, two angels willing to assist him would be enough to suppress all the two cities that did not even have Sequence 3, but this was not what he wanted - he tried to think about whether there was a way not to fight...... Amon is not in the Eastern Continent now, and he may not care about this few remnants of the Eastern Continent who have also converted, is it really necessary to kill none of these people?

He couldn't understand Amon's thoughts at all, and cold sweat slid down his forehead.

"Your Highness the Red Angel."

Hermes spoke for Klein to relieve his mental stress: "It's not that serious. I've checked, and the vast majority of people in the city are mentally normal, and a small number of parasitic beings may have a chance to be saved. ”

- There are also two states of "parasitism".

The initial parasitism is similar to the relationship between Pales Zoroased and Leonard, the level is shallow, it can hear sounds, it can interfere with behavior, but it cannot directly affect the host's thoughts and thinking, and if you want to communicate, you must rely on sound.

Deep parasitism is the complete control of the fusion of the two.

"But there's a solution to deep parasitism, isn't there? It is possible to rely on the Great Being, through ritual processing that can be responded. ”

Medici scoffed, but didn't retort without a single mouth:

"Haven't you figured out the power and personality of Amon now, Hermes? Where to find high-ranking beings willing to help? I'm going to ask for it...... (Medici stamps his foot) The one who is gracious, or is he begging to hide the sage? ”

Hermes looked at Medici calmly with a clear gaze: "Which one do you think is better?" ”

"None of them are good." Medici straightened his face and looked at Klein again, "It's mainly you, what are you going to do?" ”

“……”

Suddenly questioned, Crane stood up straight as if he had just woken up from a dream, and as if he had just recovered from his thoughts, he gave Medici and Hermes a determined look:

"I'm going to negotiate with the people of Moon City."

"Hey!" Medici smiled and patted Klein on the shoulder hard, "You're looking for death?" ”

Klein shook his head and said seriously: "According to what I know about Amon, I think Amon likes to bully the weak, and if you two angels appear, he may kill the killer and parasitize everyone or turn them into secret couples." And if I had negotiated with Mooncity under the banner of 'Fool', I might not have been killed by Amon in the first place, and he might, probably choose to play with me, torture me, and plunge me into despair. ”

"You're crazy." Hermes also didn't agree with Klein's idea, "When you enter Moon City, you are bound to communicate with the high priest, he is very likely to have been parasitized, and if you go over like this, you are just sending it to Amon Bai!" ”

"Yes." Klein asked, "But what can I give Him for nothing?" ”

This sentence made Hermes suddenly stunned.

"I have nothing, Mr. Hermes."

Looking at those light golden eyes, Klein paused word by word, and said extremely seriously:

"I'm not a 'fool' right now, nor an oracle of the 'fool', nor anyone else, just an extraordinary being of an ordinary sequence 3. There is nothing in me worthy of the care of an angel king who has already obtained the Source Castle. ”

"I have no worth, and I am not even as hated by Him as these converts, so that I can have a chance to live."

"Even if there is only one person who has not yet been parasitized, I will try to try to save him from Amun's grasp."

This...... Hermes was still reluctant, but just as he was about to say something more to dissuade him, a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder, and the power of the psychic link made him press down, and he couldn't help but look at Medici.

"Well said, Klein, do whatever you want, we don't have the ability to beat Amon up now, do we?"

Medici finished the sentence in a very nonchalant tone, then looked at Crane, and after looking at him seriously, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose and a smile was raised.

"I'll do everything I can to help you."

"Because I believe in you."

TBC

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Tingen.

After Leonard finished flipping through the official documents in his hand, annotating and stamping them one by one, he pushed everything on the table forward and slammed it onto the cushions of the high-backed task chairs equipped by the Church of the Storm.

"Old man, how many days is this?"

He crossed his fingers and counted the days boringly:

"From the time I was approached by Kurt...... No, it's been twenty-three days since the day the 'Fool' suddenly brought me near the Thunder Church, and it's almost a month. I've spent twenty days in Thunder Church this month, and I haven't even been out of the church door! My voice is getting louder now, and I will subconsciously beat my chest in prayer, old man, do you have any clue? ”

Parles didn't want to pay attention to him, because he couldn't help it.

Dozens of days of boredom were nothing to the four-digit old angel, but Leonard stayed here safely not only for himself but also for him, and he had to chat with Leonard to relieve his boredom and irritability—although in the eyes of the rest of the Thunder Church, the deacon of the Night Church would suddenly speak to the air and talk to himself everywhere, which was obviously more abnormal.

He comforted the young man: "Bear with it a little longer." ”

"Old man, it's not that I can't stand the loneliness, I just want to know, why on earth do I want to stay in the Storm Church?"

Leonard sank into his chair and sighed:

"Whether you, Mr. Fool, or Crane, all look like they know anything but don't say anything! Forget it, I can't say anything about you, after all, you're better than Klein - Crane just disappeared without a single message from me. ”

“…… Your former colleague is probably in trouble. ”

Parles organized his language and said slowly:

"I can probably guess that the departure of the 'Fool' must have something to do with Amun, it should be that their struggle is going on, or the result has been divided...... 'Fool' asked you to take refuge in the church of the God of Thunder, isn't it also approved by the God of Thunder? This proves that the God of Thunder has at least reached a tacit understanding with the 'Fool'...... I don't believe the Fool anymore that 'Fool' is the old friend I knew. ”

Leonard's brain is now somewhat developed, and through his experience in the mission, he is keenly aware of the information:

"The 'fool' you know has a conflict with the former god of thunder? And is it the kind that is impossible to work with? ”

"It's not life and death hatred, but it's also difficult to reconcile." It must be said that the god of thunder, whose subordinates have become the "Mother of Heaven", will take advantage of the situation to support Antigonus and sell face to the Mother of Heaven...... It's not impossible, but it's not quite in line with the Thunder God's usual self-esteem. Parles said lightly, "...... I'm 80% sure that the 'fool' is not the one I know. ”

"He is either the sequence one of the 'soothsayer' pathways that has never appeared, or the activated essentia itself."

"That ......"

Leonard was just about to speak when there was a knock on the door outside his special office.

Leonard sat up straight in an instant, and soon a man pushed the door in, holding a file bag in his hand, and as soon as he closed the door, he bowed simply with the impatience characteristic of the Storm Path, and then said:

"Captain Mitchell, your squad at Blackthorn Security has something you need to confirm."

Leonard's eyebrows raised, and as he got up to get the clothes he hung on the hanger, he asked, "Did something happen to them, Fry?" I remember that half of my captaincy was transferred to Fry, who was qualified to handle most of the day-to-day business. ”

"I don't know."

The messenger shook his head, then grabbed the doorknob on his own initiative: "Captain Mitchell, please go out with me." ”

"Get out?" Leonard was a little surprised, "The Thunder Church allowed me to go out?" ”

"Please don't act as if you're in our custody!" The members of the Thunder Church immediately retorted, their tone impatient but with honorifics, "Lord Frye is waiting in the conference hall outside, you don't need to leave the church, just go to the conference hall on this floor." ”

"Oh."

Leonard was relieved, after all, in the past half a month, he had directly asked Fry and others to come to the "River and Sea Church" to hand over the affairs, so he naturally bypassed the desk, put on his coat, and walked over.

Seeing him coming, the extraordinary man also took a half-step back and opened the door of the office a crack.

Leonard was about to reach out to pick up the file bag in his hand, when suddenly, there was a flash in front of him, what seemed to be a silver lightning bolt slashing down in the air, and it seemed that a ball of lightning suddenly broke the glass and smashed in, and in an instant, the whole room was filled with silver snakes!

But before Leonard, who was only in Sequence 5, could react, everything ended in an instant.

He blinked, and it took two seconds for the snowflakes to fade away. Immediately afterward, he saw that the extraordinary man standing only two or three meters in front of him had disappeared, turning into a charred black humanoid silhouette, and the charred hand was still hanging on the doorknob.

Leonard froze, his brain unable to process the information suggested by the situation in front of him for a moment.

After more than ten seconds, a little spiritual brilliance began to converge next to the humanoid silhouette, condensing into a pattern of extraordinary characteristics.

Paris, who fell silent with Leonard, suddenly spoke:

"Open that door."

"Don't take that hand away."

"Oh, good."

Holding back the diaphragm in his heart, Leonard pinched the doorknob with two fingers, and turned the severed hand vigorously to open the door a crack.

Leonard's pupils constricted – behind the door was not an office hallway, but an abstract, brightly colored world!

- Behind the door is the spiritual realm!

The spirit world? Why the spirit world? Leonard was dumbfounded, and suddenly, he heard a soft click, and something fell from the broken arm and fell to the ground—it turned out to be a dead transparent worm with twelve links.

Leonard understood everything in an instant, and knew what the extraordinary man wanted to do.

"Amun......"

This is the power of the "gate" pathway...... This is what this doppelganger stole from? It doesn't seem like ...... The old parasite seemed to be infected by his fear, and it took a long time for the worm of time to be gathered and contained, and then, in a sigh, he said:

"I can't see through Him anymore......"

(End of chapter)