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The unspeakable wind swept around the starlight figures, and Trier was directly affected.

In an instant, every door of the city, located in different places and locations, opened on its own in this moment.

“！”

On the southern continent, the "Secret Sage" Boutis, who had just opened the door on the high ground, suddenly felt a palpitating breath.

His spiritual consciousness suddenly vibrated and goosebumps exploded on his back and arms.

Audrey didn't feel anything special, she jumped out of the door of the spirit world lightly, and just stood firmly on the ground, before she could thank Bottis, she saw the other party impatiently close the door and disappear directly in front of her.

She was a little confused, a little silent.

But in the end, Audrey didn't waste much time on the Sage, and she ran in the direction she remembered by stepping on the ankle-sinking water towards the city's shelter, fortunately wearing long pants and leather boots, which did not affect much from the rain.

The potions that had been prepared in Trier were in his shirt pocket, ready to be consumed.

Although the restored capital is far less prosperous than the Northern Continent, it has also achieved basic transportation convenience with the help of extraordinary forces. After running along the main road for a while, she passed by the collapsed hospital, looked at the place where she had worked for months became a rain-soaked mud ruin, and remembered her colleagues and patients who had been separated in the blink of an eye, and Audrey gritted her teeth and forced herself to move on.

Soon, she saw the shelter, and the boxy building didn't seem to show signs of an attack.

But just as she was about to get closer, the door that was said to be able to isolate the spiritual probe under Sequence 1 suddenly opened on its own!

Bang dang!

The moment the door was opened, in Beckland, Furth, who had long been worried about Hugh's abnormality, was directly startled by the loud noise.

The doors and windows of her room, Hugh's room, and even the door to her apartment all opened automatically, hitting the walls with a loud bang, as if someone behind them had pushed them open!

The cold wind of the night poured in, and Furth's desk was in front of the window, and the cold wind blew her manuscript paper to the ground.

"What's going on?"

Firth subconsciously stood up from the table, her first thought was the safety of her friends, and she didn't even care about the scattered manuscript paper and pens. But as she trotted through the living room, she found Hugh also coming out of the room, cleaning up the shattered glass on the floor.

Seeing his companion, Furth was a little stunned.

But when I think about it, even if Hugh has changed a little, he has never hurt himself.

Worried about his friend, and wary of not wanting to be discovered, Forthth used a little blow spell to blow the glass shards on the ground into a paper bag on the side, and asked his friend with nine points of true doubt:

"What's going on? All of a sudden, there was a lot of wind! ”

"Hugh, you're not hurt, are you?"

Moreover, there is some resonance in my spirituality......

Due to the existence of the "Full Moon Whispering", coupled with a lot of secret knowledge that Dorian himself did not know, Firth only felt that the wind tonight was very strange, not like the style of the Thunder Church, and did not think about the direction of the Abrahamic family and the "apprentice" path.

"I don't know." Hugh frowned, put another layer of paper bags on top of the paper bag containing broken glass, and wrote the words "watch out for glass shards" on it, and his tone was full of confusion, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Bang dang! Bang dang! Bang dang!

In cities such as Trier, Beckland, and St. Millon, changes brought about by godhood rituals continued.

At the same time, countless churches and secret organizations have noticed that in their sealing rooms, the layers of seals have begun to disintegrate on their own, and the "doors" in the occult sense have begun to open to the true God!

River and Sea Church.

Leonard made himself a cup of coffee and was checking the report on the mission that Kornley and Frye had just handed over today, and they had just solved a minor evil spirit incident in Tingen, using up a few bottles of essential oil without any casualties.

With the decline of the domestic economy and the cause of the previous war, many corpses that had not had time to restrain were gradually affected by the extraordinary factors that were active, breeding some living corpses and evil spirits, and Leonard also had a headache.

But his strongest Sequence 5 could not lead the team himself, and he had to stay in the church of the Thunder Church for several months, and he could only grieve the people of Tingen to continue to accompany these extraordinary events for a while. His "house arrest" caused the people in St. Selena's Church to be quite dissatisfied, and Frye, who came to "visit" in the afternoon, couldn't help but send a secret message, asking Leonard if he had been persecuted in the Thunder Church and whether he needed to report it.

"Huh?" The old man in his head suddenly made a voice.

Leonard instantly entered a "state of vigilance against Amon", but Amon did not appear, and the next moment, in his office, the new glass window embedded in the wall, which could not be pushed left and right, could only be pulled up and down, suddenly exploded, and glass shards splashed everywhere.

Leonard was startled, but luckily he was far away from the window, and the glass window that flew the farthest couldn't touch his desk.

He immediately stood up and walked over, and found that the glass had indeed shattered in pieces, and the shards reflected his face.

The glass is so hard that it's said to be bulletproof — and the River and Sea Church is also unhappy with the prolonged house arrest of a bishop, and the hardware and software for Leonard's office are new.

Leonard picked up a piece of broken glass and looked out the window with a solemn expression.

There was a constant sound of "bang bang bang" outside the window, and in the dim light, the doors and windows opened automatically, so that the people inside had to stretch out their hands to close the door, not only that, but he also heard footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and someone shouted "The seal is loose!" "Run.

"What's going on?" Leonard was shocked.

The things in front of him are obviously related to the extraordinary, but there is no trace of Amon.

"Old man, old man!"

"Shh Parles lowered his voice and said with unprecedented seriousness, "Get ready. ”

"Our danger is coming."

“…… Haven't we always been dangerous? Leonard gritted his teeth and said, "Every attack so far, if we are even the slightest negligent, will be parasitized by Amun...... However, you are saying that the current vision may make Amun's hand on us even more? What the hell is going on? What does the current situation mean? ”

"Means ......"

Parles was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Forget it, I'll let you understand." ”

"This is the birth of the true God of the 'apprentice' pathway! And not Amon! ”

If it were Amun, Amun would have completed his godhood ritual at the same time and become a two-way true god - but so far, there has only been a vision of "opening the door", and no "wrong" manifestation!

There is actually someone who can become a god before Amun, in the mysterious three paths!

Recalling the state of Bethel Abraham, Pales had to be suspicious, his mouth was a little dry, and he rarely felt his mood swings become stronger: "I don't know if this 'door' is the one I am familiar with, but the two of them must have a fight next......"

That is, Amon went from "Sequence One who needed Palles" to "Sequence One who urgently needed Palles"!

Leonard's expression suddenly became serious, and he clenched the report in his hand.

……

"Klein Moretti" walked out of the fog of history and came to the demon of knowledge.

After a period of study, Bethel has come to understand the extraordinary abilities of the "miracle master", and even to use them proficiently. After all, he had seen so many soothsayers, killed old Zarathu, eaten pigs, and seen pigs run.

Bethel looked at the Demon of Knowledge and frowned:

"What did you do?"

It's just that he still hasn't figured out what the magic that allowed the two of them to exchange souls is.

Looking at the twenty-two paths, it seems that none of them have such extraordinary abilities.

In his eyes, the knowledge demon who looked like an ancient elf smiled and gave him a simple explanation.

"In the Western Continent, there is a secret technique that is specially used to seize other people's bodies."

"Evil spirits and spiritual imprints that have lost their bodies will take the bodies of the living and resurrect them in this way, and those in high positions will use this way to take possession of soulless corpses or unborn fetuses with special lives, adding 'incarnations' to themselves."

"This is our secret technique—seizure."

"Unlike possession, this occult technique can devour the soul of the recipient, or kill the opponent, but it can completely occupy the opponent's body, spiritual imprint, and extraordinary properties...... However, there are no extraordinary properties on the Western Continent, so in your case, this secret technique is limited to being used only between the same path and adjacent paths. ”

"By the way, your spirit is still contaminated by the fallen Mother Goddess, and it is only confined in this space. I won't let you go until Klein returns, and when you return, I'll kill you and reshape your spirits. ”

Bethel frowned and listened to these explanations, and asked flatly:

"Then why am I still alive?"

The demon of knowledge looked at him and said in a tone of nonchalance:

"Because he wants you to live."

“…… Scold. ”

Bethel lowered his eyes and used Klein's face to show a calm and detached temperament. He was noncommittal and whispered:

"It's naïve."

……

Cathedral of Mysteries.

In mid-air, layers of collapse and condensation, seeking qualitative change of the balls of light seem to form a figure constructed of layers of doors, this figure is robe of night and starlight, and its form has been distorting and changing, reflecting different planets and different regions.

Finally, His form froze completely, transforming into a human male.

His face was three-dimensional and deep, with a faint starlight between his long dark black hair, revealing an ancient and mysterious aura. Dressed in an irregular and ornate robe of the Quaternary style, the light of stars and precious stones alternates on the hem of his garment, and the opulence is imposing on closer inspection.

"Patriarchs......" Abraham looked straight in the eye.

The family of Abraham had long since lost the portraits of their ancestors, and they had lost their records of their ancestors in the repeated raids and scattering. But even though they had not seen or heard many legends and anecdotes, at this moment their hearts were beating uncontrollably, the blood in their veins seemed to flow faster, and all their attention was taken away by the figure clad in stars, and they couldn't help but want to get close to each other, to feel the resonance of spirituality and blood, all of which proved to them that the great being was the ancestor!

The legendary King of Angels, the mysterious Mr. "The Gate", Bethel Abraham!

"The Great Gate of Ten Thousand Gates......"

Verdu's glasses were blown off the bridge of his nose by the wind and hung wobly on his chest, but he didn't want to reach for them.

Marvel! Miracles!

The house of Abraham was saved!

The hearts of several Abrahams beat like drums, their eyes reflected each other's light, and they looked at this being expectantly, but they did not dare to speak first.

In the next second, "Mr. Men" raised his head, and there was starlight in his dark blue eyes.

Wherever He was, a flash of light burst out and lit up the whole world.

……

"This is the power of Mr. 'Gate'......"

After understanding the power of the "door" path itself, spiritual roaming has become the least amazing skill.

Klein looked at the back of his hand, he now clearly felt that the stars in the sky and all the "doors" and seals in the world were under his control, and as long as he wanted, he could unlock the seals below the level of the true god in any church at any time!

In the same way, He can also cast a seal on everything at the level of a true god in a single thought.

Not only all the real "doors" and symbolic "doors", but even the "things behind the doors" Klein can influence to a certain extent - with a speed of movement second only to the speed of light, the ability to record the same sequence or even higher, and the ability to have a seal that ranks among the twenty-two paths - such a power is too powerful, and at this moment, Crane has never deeply understood what the "Gate of Ten Thousand Gates" and "the key to all mysterious worlds" are!

"Nope! This is not my power, this is the power of Bethel Abraham, this is only the temporary effect of ritual magic 'seizure', I have not contained the sequence one and uniqueness of this pathway, and I must not confuse my own cognition before returning......"

Before leaving the summoning gate, Crane had already noticed several Abrahams waiting outside, and one of them was in line with the image of the "teacher" that Foirth had mentioned.

They look at themselves with anticipation and awe, but they are not their ancestors.

- It's better to let me do it when we meet again.

Crane jerked out of his power. Even though there was a constant voice in his heart and head tempting him to accept this identity and replace "Bethel Abraham" entirely, he still fell on deaf ears.

As a "Faceling", as a "Master of Secret Puppets", he knows that the role is just the identity, and the identity is just the play!

Crane clenched his fists and resealed all the seals that should not have been opened by the spiritual influence of the godhood ritual.

He sighed in his heart when he saw the eyes of Abraham, and then opened the door without hesitation and left, heading straight for the southern continent.

……

Seeing Bethel Abraham leave without giving them a single look, several Abrahams looked at each other.

Verdu put his glasses back on and looked at the others in disbelief: "...... Is that how the ancestors are gone? ”

There was silence.

After a few seconds, a cough came. After the initial excitement, Dorian had calmed down again, and when he heard this, he pressed his chest, felt his heartbeat gradually calming down, and said helplessly:

"The ancestors are the kings of angels, great beings who are only one step away from the gods."

"In His eyes, only demigods, even angels, can be regarded as descendants of His bloodline, we ......"

He didn't finish his sentence, but just swept over the others with sad eyes, and the Abraham all fell silent.

Yes, the Abraham family only has these few sequence 7 left, not only are the demigods gone, but they are also driven into a trough by the betrayal of the students they have cultivated - how can such a family be worthy of an ancestor at the level of the king of angels?

I'm afraid not to say that it's the king of angels, not even an angel, even if it's a demigod, after thousands of years, it will be a shame to find that there are only a few old and low-level descendants left.

"It seems that the way to summon the ancestors and make the Abrahamic family rise again will not work." Dorian said half-jokingly, and Verdur, who had just been firm in this idea, couldn't help but push his glasses, and finally said nothing.

Seeing the ancestor leave so neatly, Dorian also felt kind, but he still looked at the other blood relatives and cheered them up with a smile:

"You don't have to worry too much...... With the return of our ancestors, our bloodline curse has been resolved, and next, we can let our children take the traits normally and be promoted normally, so that they no longer have to be unwilling to start a family because of the bloodline curse, and continue the family ......"

Hearing this, the expressions of the other people relaxed slightly.

Life still has to go on, and if the ancestors don't want them, then they can't do anything.

However, the current Abraham family has long been without the afterglow of their ancestors, and although it is considered to be a remnant, they still have demigod-level seals and complete potion recipes that have reached demigods. Without the "Full Moon Whisper", their offspring will finally be able to become normal extraordinary.

A realization suddenly rose in everyone's hearts:

The history of the Abrahamic family will be rewritten in this moment!

TBC

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Audrey pushed the door in, then slammed it shut.

After walking a few steps down the steps, she saw the doctor standing vigilantly on the edge of the steps, the doctor with a gun in his hand, patrolling with another middle-aged man.

The spiritual power swept away, and Audrey couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she found that there were more than a hundred people here.

She raised her legs and walked up the steps, but she didn't want the two people above to find her, and immediately pointed her guns at her as if she were facing a great enemy, and kept shouting words like "retreat" and "hide" in Dutan.

"It's ...... me"

As soon as the words came out, Audrey was suddenly stunned, remembering that Letty Orr was dead.

And now, her face as a nobleman of the Northern Continent, and this simple but expensive fabric and embroidery, are not suitable for the Southern Continent at all—either enemies or enemies.

A reassuring smile tugged at Audrey's face, and she raised her hands and slowly stepped back.

Bang!

The heavy door was slammed shut less than half a meter from the tip of her nose, and the muzzle and cries behind the door were cut out.

Audrey paused for a few seconds, then took a slow step, dragging her body, heavy from her mood, toward the rest of the world.

Along the way, she could always find people in the ruins, in the corners of collapsed buildings, in the cellars of houses, but she had to give herself a false psychological suggestion of "the appearance of a Southlander", or she would have made the children and the wounded mad with rage and screaming, or crying and begging for mercy—almost no one would have spoken well to Miss Audrey Hall.

After opening the basement of the house again and seeing a family of three who had been drowned, Audrey's legs were weak, and she finally walked outside and sat down on the steps, letting herself be soaked by the torrential rain.

She looked back at the three bodies floating on the water, then closed her eyes, stretched out her trembling hands, and took the potion out of her pocket.

Enough is enough.

Tears cut down the corners of her eyes, she thought.

Enough is enough.

The potion in the vial was filled with countless fragments of light, like the embodiment of the sea of the collective subconscious.

Audrey didn't hesitate, unscrewed the cap, tilted her head and drank the liquid inside.

Unlike in the past, where you could experience potions sliding through her throat and into her stomach pouch, Audrey suddenly had an abnormality.

- Grief.

She wanted to cry, she wanted to cry, she felt as if she had become everyone who was crying, she couldn't feel her body, her whole person seemed to be condensed into a mass of thoughts, blending into the illusory sea around her.

This is the first time that she has seen the collective subconscious ocean directly without going through the "island" where her dreams and hearts are located, just like returning to the pre-birth period, to her mother's arms, to the beginning, washed away, disintegrated, and affected by the imprint left by the human ancestors.

- Pain.

This time, the negative emotions were almost overflowing. There is fear, madness, and all kinds of terrible spiritual pollution, and Audrey is difficult to resist for a while, her consciousness fades, her "figure" shakes, and she is about to dissolve.

However, the nearby "sea" is not quiet, and there is a certain amount of ups and downs, which exaggerates the intense sadness and pain all around.

Under such influence, Audrey, whose self-perception is about to be assimilated by the sea of the collective subconscious, also resonates, and produces an uncontrollable grief.

- Unwilling.

Grief passed from one thought to another, and soon filled the "thoughts" that Audrey had "mutated" into, piercing into her spiritual body and soul.

Audrey finally came to her senses, skillfully soothed herself, and kept giving hints, removing the pollution, until she came to her senses.

- It's just a little bit closer to being able to touch a happy life.

INTERVIEWER If the abuser is on top, how can he change everything? How can we make people happy?

She was just a thought, and she had a transparent and illusory multiple self separation, swimming in the ocean of the collective subconscious, arriving at the island of the mind that represented different people and climbing up.

In these "places", she intuitively saw where different people's grief came from:

From the thunder and torrential rain that fell from the sky, from the moment when the house collapsed, from the family and loved ones who had never been seen since they were kidnapped, from the children and parents who were killed by the colonizers, from the splash of flesh and blood, from the sudden fall of a loved one, from the unjustified war and death, from the sudden divine punishment and destruction......

A tear cut down from the corner of Audrey's eye.

As a witness, she was infected by these griefs and pains.

She only wanted to do one thing right now.

And that's—

Give the nightmare of those who destroy happiness and beauty, give blessings to those who pursue happiness and beauty, and help.

TBC

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Good night. (End of chapter)