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Time goes back to two hours ago.

The moment it fused with the data of the potion, Crane's spirit was torn apart, turning into countless small pieces, combining with different "spirit worms", and there was no longer a difference between who was the main body and who was dominant.

At some point, his body also collapsed, and the body under the half-height silk top hat and long black trench coat quickly disintegrated, crawling out one transparent and twisted worm after another.

The thunderstorm in the sky gradually subsided, and the clouds began to move slowly in all directions with the help of a light breeze. Richard returned to his physical state, and while trying to seal the influence of the possessed high-ranking person on himself, he shook his left hand vigorously, shaking the paw that was still in the "werewolf" state back into the human palm, and then he pinched up his tattered sleeves and trouser legs and looked at them, and sighed regretfully.

"There's going to be a bit of an overhead on that every time."

The Temperance Archangel sighed for a long time: "How can others change their mythical creatures without destroying their clothes...... Hey, what is this? ”

He lifted his leg and didn't step on it, looking at a finger-length transparent worm writhing at his feet, and felt a very strong spiritual power from it, as well as a little familiar aura.

“…… Klein? ”

Richard first bent over, then thought about it and squatted down, used his fingers to flick the insect that was crawling in an irregular manner, then pinched it and put it in the palm of his hand, and said in shock: "How did you become like this?" Your soothsayer's mythical creature form can't be a bug, right? ”

He couldn't help but think of the doll he had made for Crane, who had also used one of these bugs, but it was dead.

The transparent worm in the angel's hand writhed, presumably to express dissatisfaction with Richard's title, but the full body and luster made people feel the urge to pinch it up...... Richard controlled his strength and his brain, stopping what he shouldn't be thinking about, preventing himself from remembering a high-protein food he had enjoyed when he was very young.

Richard inadvertently glanced into the distance, and suddenly noticed that countless such bugs had appeared around him at some point.

Oh...... It turns out that your mythical creature form is not a bug, but a mass of bugs......

Richard looked around carefully, and saw that the insects were alive and not dead, so he regretfully dismissed a certain idea.

At this time, as if inspired by some kind of inspiration, these worms moved in unison, entered the fog of history, and quickly flew towards the depths of the fog of history, each occupying a different "fragment of light", overlapping with their own images in the pores of history.

In just two or three seconds, all that was left of Klein's place was a trench coat, shirt, top hat, socks, leather shoes, and underwear that had lost all their support.

These clothes and miscellaneous items are laid flat on the ground, taking on the form of a human being, revealing an eerie atmosphere.

Seeing that all these strange bugs were gone, Richard stood up again, patted his already tattered clothes, and prepared to find a place to rest for a while.

He walked forward for a while, passed by Klein's clothes, and suddenly his eyes were unconsciously "caught" to the side, and he saw an acquaintance.

- Richard didn't plan to greet the Red Angel, just like many people who will pretend not to see it in order to avoid embarrassing greetings when they see their friends coming up on the road, or quickly find a place to hide.

Richard was oblivious to the subtle atmosphere between Ulorius and Medici, not knowing the name of the "Angel of Destiny" or the silver-haired child next to him as the "Angel of Destiny". He looked at the Medici he knew, said a quick hello, said a quick goodbye, and then turned and walked back on his way beyond the ruins.

"Hey." Medici said, "The octopus was about to kill Ling just now, and you still want to go out?" ”

Richard gasped:

"How can you call the God of Thunder that?"

"How do you know I'm talking about Him?"

"Gee, how can you speak so bluntly." Richard pushed his glasses into his hair and said in a euphemistic tone, "According to the myth of the Aurora Society, if you leave the Eastern Continent, you will definitely be struck by lightning, do you want to stay here for the rest of your life?" ”

Hearing this, Medici couldn't help but glance at Ulorius.

Ulorius had been determined to bring Him together to surrender to God, but when God was really attacked by the hordes, he did not use the help of "restart" or good luck and bad luck, and he wavered like fate, and did not really stand on God's side.

"There are still a lot of people waiting for me outside, maybe the God of Thunder will also be merciful, and only take the head of the enemy and contain the sect members."

Li looked at Him and made a "Let's go" gesture:

"You may be damned if you go out, but you don't plan to stay here forever, do you?"

……

"I ......"

"Who am I......"

"Who's ...... me?"

"I am the main ......"

The "spirit worms" flashed different but similar thoughts, none of them were willing to take the initiative to return to the "body", but had a strong hostility towards other kinds, just because of the residual spiritual influence of Crane, they did not make radical moves for the time being.

At this moment, circles of invisible ripples appeared within the gray mist of the fog of history.

The ripple didn't happen to emerge, it had existed in the fog for a long time, but it was faintly visible to Crane as a whole, but it was obvious enough for a "spirit worm".

It is influenced by the seal used for promotion, "The Last Feast", and while listening to the desperate cries of the slain audience, it lights up the fragments corresponding to this great event in the fog of history.

With the great war just now, a lost history can barely be regarded as a reappearance of the history of the current era.

This event symbolizes the end of the Second Age and part of the fragment of light in the Third Age, symbolizing the more than two thousand years that Silver City has held out in the darkness.

This forgotten history has collided with the current era, and in the formation of corresponding historical pores, it has opened up one circle after another ripples that are difficult to describe concretely.

Such ripples seem to have a strong attraction to the "spirit insects", making them poke their heads out of the fragments of history.

After a short period of solidification, one of the "Spirit Worms" was half impatient, half affected by Klein's residual consciousness, crawled out of the spot of light it had occupied before, and "flew" to the core of the ripples.

Immediately afterward, one after another "Spirit Worms" returned from different places in the fog of history, and came to the fragments of light formed by the history of Silver City in the current era.

When they got close to each other at a certain distance, the strong cohesive force finally came to the fore, pulling countless "spirit insects" together and blending them into one.

This is not an effect that can be produced by the proximity of two or three "spirit worms", there must be enough of them to appear.

And when that part of the "spirit worm" reformed into a whole, Klein's fragmented consciousness completed the patchwork of the ego, and things finally changed in a simple direction.

The "spirit insects" formed a transparent and huge vortex, which exuded a strong cohesive force, sucking the remaining "spirit insects" that were hesitant and unwilling to return, and were not far away.

By the time the Spirit Worm had returned more than two-thirds of the way, slippery and transparent tentacles had grown into the whirlpool.

They extend to the secondary, first, and even prehistoric seabed relics, grabbing the last part of the "spirit worms" one by one and stuffing them back into the whirlpool.

In more than ten seconds, the whirlpool began to stretch, turning into a terrifying figure formed by transparent twisted worms, and invisible tentacles naturally extended from the figure's body.

The tentacles pulled in the trench coats, top hats, socks, leather shoes and other items that were originally in the outside world, dragged them into the fog of history, and cooperated to wear them in different positions of the terrifying figures.

The figure composed of countless "spirit insects" immediately pressed the top hat on his head, causing the transparency on his body to fade quickly, condensing a layer of flesh-colored skin, and growing short black hair and brown eyes.

This is what Klein Moretti looks like, but he is 1.8 meters tall.

Klein, who finally regained his self-consciousness and pieced together a complete spiritual body, felt two changes at the same time before he had time to examine his current state:

An extraordinary characteristic that came from the fusion of his body, that intense, terrifying, high, irresistible thought seemed to awaken a little, and conveyed one image after another, ranging from occult knowledge about the "miracle master" to the magnificent scene of the various stars in the dark universe when dust ignited into the sun.

They all bear the spiritual imprint of recklessness, indifference, cruelty, madness, condescension, and no emotion, and they quickly assimilate Klein's spirit, making him uncontrollably change his state;

The other is the crimson stars and a large number of bright points of light that appear in front of Klein's eyes: the prayers of the Tarot members such as "Justice", "The Hanged Man", and "The Moon" are heard in those stars, and the prayers of the residents of Moon City are mainly echoed in the points of light, and together they create an image, shrouded in gray mist, looking at the world with pity, the image of the supreme and great hidden being.

The two anomalies reacted to Crane's body separately, covering the left side of his body in a gray mist, revealing only a slightly smiling, deep and far-reaching eye, causing his right body to disintegrate again, turning into a clump of transparent twisted worms and a bloodshot eye full of madness.

At this time, the right part continued to erode towards the left, and the gray mist was gradually compressed to the extreme.

Without hesitation, Crane raised his left hand with a slight difficulty, and summoned a white bone scepter with a blue-blue gem on the top from within the fog of history.

Around this "Poseidon Scepter", one prayer point after another was surrounded, and with the help of that medium, it was transmitted to Klein's body.

Lightning bolts jumped from Klein's right body, surrounded by invisible winds and illusory waves, which helped the gray mist resist the erosion of pollution on the left, and the whole was delicately balanced.

By this time, Crane had finally regained his humanity and memories little by little, and had initially recovered his pre-dose state.

He has finally been promoted to Sequence 2 and has an angelic personality, and is a true "miracle master".

……

Alger wiped the sweat from his head, and with great effort, they finally found a large ship from the resistance base in the Rorsted Islands, which could carry at least four or five hundred people.

Such a large ship is also very eye-catching, even if it departs from the private port of the rebels, it is indispensable to make a dot in all directions.

"I don't know how many people are ...... in Silver City and Moon City"

While raising the sails of the big ship, Alger subconsciously straightened his collar, as did Daniz next to him.

At this moment, their minds suddenly buzzed, and an accurate demographic was crammed into their heads.

"There are more than 22,000 people in the two cities?"

Daniz's face suddenly became more ugly than the dirt on the soles of his feet, and he wanted to curse and stop: "So many people! We're going to make at least forty trips back and forth! The round-trip travel and checkpoint fees are enough to hollow out our little church! Alger, can you summon sea creatures?! ”

Alger's face also darkened, he really couldn't think of the scene of carrying 20,000 people, so he simply shook his head and spread his hands.

"Marine life is not as carrying capacity as ships......"

At this time, Daniz suddenly pointed into the distance and shouted: "Look! ”

Immediately after, he was shocked and shook Alger vigorously: "Hurry up, hurry up, the big man is coming, we can't beat it!" ”

Alger was stunned, then rushed to the side of the ship, only to see a large ship approaching in the distance, flying a flag with no pupil eyes.

"What else are you looking at? That's the Future of the 'Star General'! ”

Daniz was so anxious that he wanted the ship under his feet to disappear from the harbor: "Didn't you say that she had joined the Church of Mysteries?" Why is it still flying the flag of the Pirate Regiment, it must have become an official privateer chartered by Intis? ”

From a long distance, Alger and the man standing on the bow of the ship looked at each other.

This colleague "Hermit", whom he hadn't seen for a long time, pushed his glasses, asked his subordinates to wave the flag, and then made a lip gesture at him:

"The oracle asked me to help."

"What are you going to do?"

Alger froze for five seconds, then suddenly reached out and grabbed the oracle who was about to jump straight from the ship, and whispered to him, "Don't be nervous, that's not the enemy." ”

"Not an enemy?"

Daniz's eyes widened: "If it's not an enemy, it's not a privateer, then why did the 'Star General' suddenly appear here?" ”

yes, why?

Why did the "Hermits" suddenly come?

Unknown oracle, "Hermit", Intis, the Church of the Mystical God......

A flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and Alger suddenly understood the cause and effect of everything, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

"It turns out that he is also an ally of Mr. 'Fool'......"

In this way, the death of the god of steam and machines, the sudden emergence of the hidden sage as the god of Intis, or the impetus of Mr. "Fool" - by the way, Mr. "Fool" collected the diary of Russell, and Russell was the "child of steam" two hundred years ago!

Alger is persuaded by his own imagination and develops a childish sense of superiority over the "hermit" who knows nothing on the premise that he thinks he knows everything.

……

At this point, he became "Him."

But Klein didn't have any real feelings about this, probably because this day came too quickly, or because Crane had been affected by divinity three times before, and he didn't feel the changes brought about by his life level upgrade for the first time.

After lying flat for a while, Crane slowly sat up, looked around at the fog of history around him, and began to examine himself.

Call...... Although I can't tell which piece of lost history I have brought back to reality, whether it is the "Redemption of the Rose" or the Silver City and the Moon City, at least it is indeed a success, otherwise I would have collapsed here out of control today, or I would have completely become the Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun here...... Crane raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his forehead, exhaled slowly, and had a further understanding of the anchor:

The anchor is not a tool to help him maintain his humanity, but its main role is to form corresponding cognitions, orientations, and images, and to maintain a delicate balance against each other with the spiritual imprints within the extraordinary characteristics.

Under this balance, Klein's own humanity can barely be maintained, and it will not be seriously affected by either side.

In other words, there is a difference between the perceived deities and the actual deities, and if there is no spiritual imprint within the extraordinary characteristics to counter this influence, the image of the deity in their minds will gradually overshadow the true appearance of the deity.

Again, this is a pollution.

It was only at this time that Klein understood the reason why the gods had human statues in the first place, but later they all became holy emblems, which could prevent the believers from having a unified image cognition, and better play the role of the anchor on the initial residual spirit of the antigen, rather than subtly changing themselves.

"But how can Amon's followers maintain balance?"

"Could it be that the mythical creatures born with 'uniqueness' themselves have a primordial fusion of wills, and Amon has long been accustomed to a half-mad state, no, this is his normal state...... It's the image that every Amun voted for......"

"This is a way of thinking, I can form a group of secret puppets, so that each puppet is a believer in the 'fool', and use my truest appearance as the image of the gods, which can effectively provide the best anchor...... It's no wonder that Zarathu and the Dark Demon Wolf don't have many followers...... Well, when the residents of Silver City have converted to the 'Fool', they can consider separating the incarnation of the 'Sea God' and not using it as their own anchor, which is too contradictory to the perception of the rest of my believers, and cannot be truly unified......"

Klein thought a lot in an instant.

"Well, the total number of items and scenes I can summon now is nine, but there are still only three at the angel level......"

"'Wishes' are already standard divine powers, but it's a bit strange that only by satisfying the wishes of others can we satisfy our own desires, and only by realizing small wishes can we gradually realize big wishes......"

Klein tapped the back of his hand lightly with his fingers, frowned and whispered:

"That is, if I want to use miracles in battle, I have to achieve a lot of similar 'little miracles' in advance?"

"But how can this not be known what kind of miracle the prophet himself needs......"

Crane originally thought that the "Wish" ability could be used at will, as long as it did not exceed an upper limit, but who knew that its effect did not only come from extraordinary characteristics.

In the scrutiny just now, he found that he had digested most of it as soon as he completed his promotion.

After all, he has repeatedly performed "miracles", and even the "resurrection" has reached four times.

Of course, Klein thinks it's a trick, just as he found out that he had digested most of it when he first became an "ancient scholar." Because he can create "miracles" and play in advance, he relies more on "Source Fort".

"It's all arranged......"

In addition to his astonishing promotion speed, there is also the "curtain" that the "God of Wishes" Kotal carries, which contains a whole set of potions for the mysterious attendant. If it weren't for some accident, he would have become Him as soon as he "woke up."

Klein sighed secretly, feeling relaxed in his heart:

"When will that Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun wake up in my body 'suddenly'?"

What puzzled Klein was that after he was promoted to Sequence 2 and became an angel to complete the qualitative transformation, the "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" did not appear, and did not initially awaken in his body - could it be that this being, like God, feels that his current self is too weak, and will wait until he becomes a true god, or even after he has multiple ways to become a true god, he will suddenly appear and catch himself off guard?

He shook his head, left the fog of history, and said to himself:

“…… I can't be Him, I can't be Him, I can only be me. ”

When Klein returned to the real world, he found that both Medici, Ulorius, and Richard had disappeared, only the aura was still a little chaotic, but the eyes were a little brighter, and Colin was still in the ruins of the Giant's Court.

Seeing Klein appear, Lovia, a demigod who didn't talk much, felt the spirituality and aura that suddenly became deeper in Crane's body, first lowered her head, expressed her respect, and said:

"There was a message from a great being just now."

"Say, the people of Moon City and Silver City have been put into the open space outside the Giant King's Court, waiting to leave here."

She was in a trance, she didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

But they did not immediately go to the intended place because of this message, but waited for Crane to come before asking the oracle:

"Can the words of the Great Being be trusted?"

This is a bit abrupt, but it also proves that Crane has completely become the spokesman of the god "fool" in their hearts.

Klein nodded, he himself got this news from inside the potions when he was promoted, and said in a deep voice:

"You can trust it."

Colin's eyes flashed, and he was even more in awe of the "fool":

"The people of the Silver City have been parasitized by Amun, but now they can be saved, this being has saved the lives of the people of the Silver City, we are willing to thank Him, worship Him, and set up a sacrifice for Him to praise the grace of God. Dear oracle, can we know the name of this deity? ”

In his opinion, the gods who were willing to help must be the friends of the "fools", so he did not shy away from asking directly.

Klein was silent for a second and decided not to tell them the truth about "being saved".

He carefully observed the changes in his heart and emotions, and found that he did not mind his anchor belief in others as much as he imagined, so he cleared his throat and replied solemnly:

"The Hidden Sage, the God of Knowledge."

"Hidden Sage......" Colin and Lovia chewed on the name, feeling an indescribable mystery and wisdom.

Crane looked left and right, and saw that there was no sign of the Hidden Sage's eyes around him, so he put the matter aside for the time being, and led Colin and Lovia to the clearing where the survivors of the two cities were placed.

After thinking about it, he gave up the teleportation and chose to walk over one step at a time to meet them in a human way.

The trio walked through the majestic palaces and ruins of the Giant's Court, and saw the gate that had been changed beyond recognition but still stood.

Coming to the gray-blue gate depicting the dusk scene, Crane first subconsciously stretched out his hand, and then decisively walked to the side, giving up the position of the main entrance to Colin.

Colin Iliad was silent for a second, then cast a grateful glance at Klein.

He leaned back, stretched out his hands, and pressed them to either side of the door.

Then, he puffed up his muscles and pushed hard.

At this moment, he seemed to see the parents, brothers and children who were killed by his own hands, the generations of Silver City people who were seen by himself die or failed to return from the darkness, the dead comrades, and the people who were saved in Silver City, and the children who were about to live in a bright world where there were no more monsters and dangers.

They stood next to him and pressed their hands against the door at the same time, pushing the gray-blue door with him.

A drop of water slipped down Colin's face.

A crack then appeared, allowing the golden sunlight to shine in.

The gap grew larger and wider, and a golden sea gradually appeared in the eyes of Lovia and Klein, who were nervously holding their skulls, and in the eyes of Colin Iliad.

Seeing such a picture, bathed in the warm sunshine, the corners of Colin Iliad and Lovia's mouths moved slightly, revealing a smile without the slightest haze and a faint yearning.

Light is the meaning of everything.

That's what it's all about.

Looking at the smiles on their faces, Klein couldn't help but smile.

TBC

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The end of the previous chapter was actually written by me in the wrong place, and I didn't pay attention to it when I posted it, but it should actually be tomorrow's content.

It's so far, so I have to treat it as if nothing happened!

(End of chapter)