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Hearing this, Klein looked at the outer god in front of him again, and felt a hallucinatory feeling like eating Frank's poisonous mushroom.

He was tempted to wash his face in cold water and clear his mind and spirit, but there was nothing but salty, muddy water.

“…… Why don't you go yourself? ”

Crane wanted to be as serious and vigilant as he had just been, but he somehow felt as if his emotions were a little out of control, he couldn't be vigilant, and even relaxed - he suspected that this was also the influence of the outer gods, the power of some unknown path.

I saw the outer god in front of me spread his hands:

This is my test for Him, and it is more popular...... To put it better, his Ph.D. entrance exam, if you can't complete the program, you're not a student. ”

"I have cultivated them in order to see them face a fatal crisis at some stage in the future."

"Whether it is success or failure and death, it is an answer that can satisfy me."

Klein was a little tempted to complain, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Let your students do projects, and if you don't do well, you will die, this behavior can't be said to be strange, you can only say that your doctoral student really fell into eight lifetimes of blood mold before meeting you. But if the doctoral supervisor is an external god, it doesn't seem strange.

Klein felt more and more that the old days were a kind of life that made him scratch his head, just like the "hidden sage and knowledge demon" said that one day the old days became him, and the seven lights said that he would call himself "we" under special circumstances, and the same is true of the outer gods in front of him, they seem to have no humanity, they seem to have some of the more common feelings of human beings, but they don't seem to have it.

They are like a collection of instincts, and everything they do is self-centered.

It's just that in the process of following their instincts, they will show some "feelings" to a greater or lesser extent......

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't save it." "Actually, I've been watching you since I was in Godforsaken Lands, and I've had countless chances to kill you, and by the time Amon reacts, the crevices of your bones should have grown with weeds." But I haven't done it until now, just to see what kind of change you can bring to the almost established destiny of the earth. ”

However, if Crane didn't do this variable, then the Outer God didn't feel the need to keep him.

It doesn't matter if you don't save it, the outer god thinks, I lost a good student and a doppelganger, you lost a life and an earth.

If I kill you, the Demon of Knowledge will fully support Bethel instead of asking me for it.

The greatest possibility is that he will take the initiative to arrange the ritual, and directly summon him back to Earth on the night of the full moon to "resurrect and reshape" despite Bethel Abraham's wishes, and then support him to go to Mount Honakis to eat "half a fool", and then go directly to the spirit world to find the source fort with the identity of the aggregate and the "fool".

He is bound to start a war with Rune, and if he starts a war, he will choose to release the Children of Chaos, anyway, the home of the believers of the Demon of Knowledge is not here, as long as the Western Continent is not damaged too much, he will not care about the life or death of the people of the Northern and Southern Continents at all.

As for what does it have to do with the fact that the mystery gradually returns, and God returns, and the earth becomes a mess?

By the time things really developed to that point, not to mention them, even the group of onlookers outside should have run away after watching the excitement.

As He himself said, the help he gave to Crane was a gesture, and he didn't expect a little angel to repay it, nor did he expect the future Lord of Mysteries to remember this little favor. All he asked for was a mysterious lord who could help him open the seal and not stop him from robbing him of his extraordinary properties, if not on his side, at least not on the side of the god of thunder.

It's a pity that Klein is still the character who can't stand by and watch.

Therefore, after talking to him, the demon of knowledge did not get a satisfactory answer, and he still couldn't help but think about Bethel.

It just so happened that the Abrahamic family was willing to submit summoning materials and plans, and it was the majority of those who supported the recovery of the ancestors......

Klein thought for a moment: "Then you ......"

The outer god interrupted: "If you ask Him again, he will die." ”

Klein had no choice but to withdraw the question that came to his lips, but judging from the other party's expression that seemed not to worry at all, he felt that maybe the time had not yet come, and things still had a turnaround.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and asked:

"And what do you want me to save?"

"Clever?" The Lord of the Blighted didn't really mind, "If I do, I'd still like Richard to die, because the world will never make him happy." But you do have a way to save Him, just give Him happiness in your hand. ”

Klein frowned, instinctively having a bad premonition.

He looked at the evil smile of the outer god, and realized more deeply that he and Edward Vaughn were the same deity that behaved differently.

"Give to Him."

The Outer God whispered, "The remnants of the old days, Mr. Zhou Mingrui, would you like to see the Highland Republic, which has been revived with great difficulty, become a colony again?" As a descendant of a semi-colonial, semi-feudal state in the Old Era, you should understand what this means. ”

"Not to mention this, Richard has helped you several times, well, He cheated you out of your money, and the angels you can buy with money are too cheap."

The Lord of Withering sat on a stone, his hands half-covered to his mouth, and a raised smile:

"By all means, you will be a good god, at least with the virtues of proper help and blindness to believers. Your presence reminds me of a way to completely save this country (and completely destroy His future possibility), and that is ......"

So Richard had to rely on a god to be nimble.

“…… You're going to take refuge in this poor country. ”

……

In the depths of winter, the clouds are gray, and the gas resources are controlled by the war, and the street lights are not yet lit.

By four o'clock the sky was already dark, and before five o'clock, Beckland was already dim, but the street lights were still not on.

On the nights of the strict curfew of the previous months, there were few pedestrians on the streets of Beckland, and the occasional horse-drawn carriage passed by people of sufficient status. Now, although the curfew is no longer maintained by police officers, there are still very few pedestrians on the road.

Wearing a warm woolen jacket, Foirth went out to a nearby mailbox to deliver his manuscript, and by the way, he was about to buy a newspaper and go back.

Although he was already an extraordinary person in the middle sequence, the cold wind blowing in his face still made Furth unconsciously pull his collar high, and pressed the hat on his head down a little, revealing only two eyes.

In such a dark environment, it is almost impossible to tell that she is a woman without carefully distinguishing her shoes and the hair on the back.

"The gas company is getting more and more picky......" Furth couldn't help but complain, "I heard that the price will be raised, and the price will be raised before December, and when it comes to the Chinese New Year, can ordinary people really afford to use gas?" ”

Whining quietly, another cold wind blew, and Furth wrapped his clothes helplessly.

The darkness of the environment did not hinder the vision of the extraordinary, and Furth finally waited for a public railcar - this weather, the horses were no longer willing to come out to pull the cart, and the carriages that could be boarded and stopped everywhere were reduced, and only the public carriage was still running—and the editorial office happened to be near one of the platforms where the railcar would stop. So, having paid three pence, she sat down.

The carriage was cramped and cold, and even the seat cushions were chilly, and the heating could not be preserved because of the constant entry and exit of people.

As he passed by Miss Audrey's charitable foundation, Forthth looked out the window and saw that the doors were closed, and only the lights were still on in the highest rooms.

The foundation building is one of the few buildings on the street that can provide gas and lights for employees in the evening.

Warm yellow light streamed through several roadside windows on the second and third floors, illuminating a short stretch of the road ahead. A few homeless men in thick and tattered clothes leaned together, huddled in the corner and dozed off, as if hoping that the employees would be able to give a few copper plates after work.

"It's a day off, and Miss Audrey shouldn't be here...... If that Miss Justice walked out of the Foundation building and saw the homeless man and begging children in the corner, she would definitely be tempted to give money. ”

Seeing this scene, Foirth sighed with emotion and turned his head.

She's seen so much during this time.

Originally, the Eastern End was synonymous with homeless and poor, but with the country's economic downturn, there are more and more homeless people in the city.

Soon, a public railroad carriage was carrying Forth across a block to the editorial office on the edge of the Hillston borough. On the way, Folth occasionally looked out the window, occasionally thinking about what to write for the next submission, and the carriage was quiet, and no one was in the mood to speak.

As he passed a street where Hillston and Queens meet, Foirth happened to look up and out the window.

Because at this moment, it was completely dark, and the gas lamps on the side of the road came on one by one, illuminating the people wandering by the roadside.

Outside the window, the lights illuminated the street and the city, but the doors of the shops on the street were closed, and it took a long time for a shop to be illuminated. Beckland did not seem to wake up from the winter afternoon, but rather showed a tired look.

The nerves of the writer were touched, she subconsciously made a gesture of grasping the pen, some vague intentions and words that were not sentences flashed in her mind, and after a few seconds, she pressed her temples, sat down slowly, and sighed.

"When will it be better......

……

"Hurry up, it's almost time for dinner, hurry up and send the ingredients and the wine that just arrived at the winery today."

"For today's dinner, the Earl has chosen beef from the manor outside the city as the main course, as well as game, vegetables and fruits from the fiefdom, which were all rushed in the morning, and we can't afford to lose them if they break them and sell them together."

"These fruits and vegetables are made into tomato consommé and mashed potato cakes before meals."

"Beef with oyster sauce or caviar?"

"Here's the menu, and for dessert, Missie's favorite fruit cake, and a traditional pie."

"Hey, this is a table wine from the castle in East Chestershire, who brought it?" The Earl and the Lady asked for sparkling wine from Wintershire, and it was delivered quickly, in the alley next to it...... The cutlery, the head maid, are the cutlery ready? ”

"It's okay, with today's dishes, use that set of sterling silver and gold tableware, go and put it away, we still have an hour."

At the height of the Hall family's luxurious villa, a door opened silently, and the figure of the "Secret Sage" Bottis appeared at the door, he watched vigilantly for a moment, and did not come out at the first time.

As soon as he arrived, he noticed that the mansion was protected by three mid-order Extraordinary, all from the Church of the Night. Security is abundant in the absence of demigods, and it is almost impossible to encounter any danger.

Bottis stood by the door, making sure it was completely safe before he stepped out, carefully hiding in the shadows and watching the Hale family's mansion.

The servants below are methodically preparing the dinner of the Earl's family, they are well-trained, and they carry all kinds of expensive and fresh ingredients in and out, and they work together beautifully. Although Bottis could hear their conversation clearly, the real voices of those people were so small that they could hardly be heard as they passed by, and basic communication was conveyed only by eyes and body movements.

Even if Abraham declined, he would be considered a good upper-middle-class family everywhere, with a good standard of living, and members who survived adulthood and were able to be promoted were able to get real estate and a lot of shares.

But compared to the lavish style of the Hall family, Bottis thinks that the pedantic old guys are still very frugal and old-fashioned.

If it was just a secular aristocracy, then no matter how big it was, Bottis would not give a damn, and would not even mind killing them casually, and would go directly to the vault to loot. But he has been cautious so far, and his every move has not been too excessive, or because this Miss Hall of the Hall family is a genius who can be promoted to a demigod.

Demigods, strength, this is the real wealth and status guarantee of the family.

After observing the reaction of the servants for a while, Boutis touched his chin and had a guess:

"These people didn't notice that Miss Hall was not there, and even Miss Hall at home was able to respond normally and move normally."

"It seems that this girl is not simple, she should have a companion, or a 'secret puppet', 'stand-in' and other seals, which can move in place of her when she travels...... But can seals be so intelligent? ”

After thinking for a while, Boutis didn't come up with an answer, and could only understand that this Miss Hall was probably not simple.

In addition to the Psychological Alchemy Society, there may be other organizational channels.

"Since she wants to use a stand-in, it should only be a short-term outing, and now it's almost dinner, can her stand-in eat?"

"Then I'll just wait for her to come back, there's no need to go to the Southern Continent to take an adventure and gamble on that life-saving favor."

Boutis sat down peacefully on the roof and decided to wait for the rabbit.

At the same time, in Audrey's room, Susie, who had once again dealt with the maid's questioning, was already a little anxious.

It couldn't help but want to walk around the house to relieve its anxiety, but it was worried that Anne, the personal maid outside the door, would hear the difference in its steps.

"Audrey, shouldn't you have been back by the time?"

It anxiously navigated its bathroom, bathroom, and study, but saw no sign of the ritual magic being reactivated. And Audrey's body was still lying on the bed, resting comfortably in the soft silk quilt, making an even breathing sound.

"Audrey, what the hell is going on...... You're going to be fine, right? ”

……

"There is no sign of the water receding." Sharon said.

Marić nodded, dripping waist-deep water to push the raft of desks carrying a dozen children towards a high shelter: "It's still rising. ”

Sharon floated in the sky, still floating like a ghost in a simple black and white dress, and she used her extraordinary ability to control two other ships full of young and old, and she looked much cleaner and more decent than Marić, who had almost turned into a clay man.

She frowned slightly:

"Why don't you use the state of the Wraith?"

"Walking in sewage is said to be easy to get sick. If you scratch your legs and feet, you can get infected and even die. ”

Marić was stunned for a moment: "I was in too much of a hurry to pack up the food just now, I forgot." It's okay, don't worry, when I send these children over, I'll use the resentful spirit to save people later. ”

"You're right, it's too dangerous for them to walk in the water, and it's easy for them to get into trouble."

Sharon nodded, and was about to speak, when she suddenly saw the color of a space around her brighten. Immediately after, a tall male wearing the traditional robes of the Highland Kingdom appeared in mid-air. He briefly emerged from the spirit realm, carrying a young woman in a white coat in her hand, dressed as a doctor.

"No one indulges." The tall black-robed man glanced around, and finally his gaze fell on Sharon's face, and he whispered, "No one is temperate either." ”

Sharon was slightly displeased.

The orange-haired doctor followed, slightly surprised to see Sharon, and then to Marić, even more surprised.

"The extraordinary people here are in a stable state, just leave it to them." After reading this, the tall man in the black robe immediately took the doctor away, and at the moment when the spiritual passage was closed again, Sharon seemed to hear what the doctor said.

"It's a little different from what I imagined......"

Audrey recalled the two men she had just seen, almost incredulously that they were the temperate members that Mr. World had mentioned. In Mr. World's description, the quiet and reserved "Miss Sharon", who is always neatly dressed, wears civilian clothes and carries women and children, while "Mr. Marich", who likes to play cards with himself, stands in the muddy water, pushing the children in mud.

After a while, she couldn't help but want to laugh again:

"It's not just them, it's me, it's become very ...... Very ......"

"It's not like myself anymore."

As soon as her mood became better, Tawfik, who was holding her spirit through the realm, suddenly stopped.

"The space ahead is blocked."

Taufik reached out and swung it forward, his fist as if it had hit something, and the transparent air in front of him sank slightly. As Taufik continued to exert himself, the "membrane" became more and more hollow, and finally became a deep pit, but it was never broken.

"We've met the enemy."

He withdrew his fist, his face unkind, and said again: "Be vigilant, don't stay too far away from me." ”

Audrey's face became more serious than ever, she nodded, her eyes turned golden, ready to respond.

Immediately afterward, she saw Tawfik shake his head unnaturally and muttered something. At the same time, she heard a requiem that seemed to echo across the field, distant and peaceful, like a lullaby that her mother and older maid would hum when she was young.

But Audrey woke up the moment she fell into a deep sleep, and when she woke up, one of her hearts quickly sank to the bottom.

She was all too familiar with the voice.

Just by hearing this vague voice, Audrey was able to completely sketch the image of the other person in her mind.

She has participated in many prayers, many sacramental services, she has heard his sermons, she has heard his speeches, she has been a member of the board of directors of a charitable foundation, and she has helped many people in the war.

Their opponent was the archbishop of the diocese of Beckland.

St. Anthony.

TBC

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Bang!

A third thunderbolt fell, once again smashing on the figure standing on the top of the mountain.

This time, the thunder finally broke his bones and sent him tumbling into the rubble and mound of earth formed by the collapsed mountain peak.

Tolzna was silent, lying on his back in a puddle of mud, letting his simple patched ascetic robes soak in rain and muddy water, and he looked at the overcast sky overhead. God's punishment came from so far away, and He was so weak that it was not worth mentioning.

The thunder left behind by the divine power of the god of thunder caused his "lightning rod" to collapse completely in just three strokes.

In the short term, there should be no fourth thunder...... If there is, it is estimated that the moment it falls, it will crush itself.

After a moment of silence, the bound god habitually endured the pain of regeneration of bones and flesh, and got up from the ground without saying a word, and the rain quickly washed away the mud and blood from his body, outlining his seemingly weak and thin body.

With each step the bound god takes, his body becomes illusory, and after three steps, he has completely disappeared and entered the realm of the spirit world.

He had one more thing to do. (End of chapter)