Chapter 517: What the Hell Is My Brother Doing
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"Ancestor? Or Mother, Mother Goddess? β
Emlyn was a little dumbfounded, the red moon and the batwing, when combined, these two symbols undoubtedly meant the ancestor Lilith. But why did the Patriarch let himself go to the Harvest Church? Isn't there already...... Has it been seized and abandoned? Everything related to symbolism and religion was emptied and removed, and the empty houses and benches ended up as shelters for the homeless and homeless.
The wandering people sleeping peacefully in the empty church of Mother Earth is also a philosophical and religious image, but Emlyn does not feel this when he passes by there, his only emotions are nothingness and sadness.
"Did the Mother Goddess and the First Ancestor cooperate? The Earth Church has always had a tradition of making the Bloods a priest, and they gave me a letter of invitation......"
Although he was a little confused, Emlyn was thrilled.
He scribbled away his test bench, first packed the dangerous goods, then locked the windows, and closed the curtains tightly. Finally, he locked the door, put on his hat and scarf to cover his face tightly, and trotted in the direction of Harvest Church.
Walking up the fairly spacious streets of the East End, Emlyn keenly noticed that tonight seemed a little different than usual.
"Really!" The woman in the dirty dress gasped hard twice and said in surprise, "I don't cough anymore!" β
Emlyn looked at herβoh, one of the "after-haze after-effects" of the area.
In addition to those who died directly in the smog and in the months that followed, some patients with mild symptoms who did not receive timely treatment developed varying degrees of lesions in their lungs and throats. Emlyn knew the truth about the Great Smog, the extraordinary power of a "Witch of Despair" demigod, not a simple illness or poison gas leak, so he turned away people who asked for medicine.
He knew he didn't have the power to cure it, and he didn't want the church to find out about his existence by saving some people.
In Emlyn's predictions, even if the air quality in Beckland improves, it will be difficult for such people to survive this winter.
But now, the man is alive.
The trees have been reborn, and the air doesn't seem to be as cold as it used to be. There were ragged homeless men on the side of the road who were telling about various miracles such as "my waist suddenly stopped hurting" and "my broken leg suddenly grew again", and Emlyn raised his scarf while listening to the praise of the miracles of the people of the East District, his heart became more and more confused and excited, and he had an unconsciously urge to puff up his chest.
Is it the power of the Mother Goddess? Why did the Mother Goddess bring miracles here?
Emlyn's footsteps quickened involuntarily, and he held down his hat and trotted to where the Harvest Chapel was located. When he walked down the street and found a Thunder Church Extraordinary in a dark clergyman's robe, he was even more shocked.
However, the other party did not notice him, and Emlin hid in the dark and observed for a while, only to realize that the other party was actually directing several "sailors" and "windwaughers" to bring in building materials, paint, and glass to restore the church on the spot.
A piece of cloth was stacked, creepers and weeds were removed from the walls, and the church became what Emlyn remembered. It was as if he had only to walk over and open the two broken doors, and he would see the giant-like bishop sitting in the first row praying, and the back of a hill as generous would give him an indescribable sense of security as before.
Emlyn's heart beat at a sudden speed.
He thought for a moment, took out the mirror from his pocket and put on a simple makeup for himself, then lowered his voice and cautiously leaned in to ask a resting "sailor":
"What is this doing, sir?"
The sailor glanced at him, the light was dark, Sequence 9's night vision was limited, he didn't see whether the opposite side was a man or a woman, only a well-dressed person, and such a dress was not uncommon in the deep winter of Beckland. The sailor waved his hand casually:
"Rebuild this church."
Emlin pressed his excitement and asked, "Isn't this the church of the former Mother Earth God Church?" Why retake? β
The sailor, who had been caught working in the middle of the night, was already a little impatient, and he did not answer, but was ready to reprimand the other party directly, and then got up and sat in a different place, so that the man could understand his own interests and quickly walk away. But when he saw those red eyes, his consciousness was imperceptible for a moment, and he couldn't help but say everything he knew:
ββ¦β¦ The Harvest Church will be renovated and there will be more churches of Mother Earth Church in the future. β
O Ancestors! Emrin's heart almost jumped out of her throat, as if her feet were on cotton, dizzy and at the same time unbelievable:
"Why? Did the Mother Earth Church get the right to preach in Rune? β
The sailor nodded: "Mother Earth and the Lord have become allies, and it may be possible for Fenerport to join Rune." β
Hearing the previous sentence, Emlyn's heart was still a little excited, but the second half of the sentence suddenly made him doubt his ears: Join Rune? How do I join? Will it become several counties like Lemburg, Segall and Marsek? If that's the case, it's not so much an ally as Mother Earth has joined the Thunder God. There is a world of difference between the merger of the realm and the intercommunication of allies!
"Are these true?" Emlyn glanced up, and since there were many civilians around him who had been awakened in the middle of the night watching the excitement, the captain-like substitute had not yet noticed his side.
"I heard that."
The sailor answered honestly, but did not reassure Emrin.
"The church has decided to cancel the previous wanted wanted cultists related to the Church of Mother Earth God." The sailor said, looking back at the Harvest Chapel under renovation, "It is said that the manager of this church has been designed, and it is the wanted man who escaped before, named Emlyn White......"
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"Mr. Bethel, are you going to attack with Antigonus?"
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"Damn brute!"
Antigonus and the god of war scuffled, and Crane spoke to himself consciously, and the chaos and disorienting roars surrounded Bethel, making it difficult for her to see or see. Bethel took a deep breath, trying not to make his expression so hideous.
First of all, she really can't criticize a wolf who doesn't seem to have much reason left, only instinct and hatred, Antigonus didn't open her mouth to introduce herself as the master of mystery, even if she tried, secondly, she also knew that this kid Crane was smart but couldn't help herself at the moment, and finally, Bethel knew that they were in a hurry, and she should solve this matter with the same steady and efficient attitude as ever, so she was now eager to find a laser cannon from her own records, Blew up the two scuffling things on the other side.
If you think about it, it doesn't seem impossible?
Bethel immediately began to flip through the records.
The god of war is the same person as himself, and sequence 5 is a "guardian" who can withstand most of the damage and is difficult to get hurt, so there is no need to think about killing her with one blow for the time being, but if he shoots it himself, Antigonus may die first.
"Preferential selection of psychic abilities ......"
Bethel's gaze quickly crossed over the "Psychic Storm", "Dragon Breath", and "Dragon Shock" that once belonged to Adam. The King of Angels is able to exert some influence on the true gods, but cannot be used as the primary means of attack.
There is no need to take Antigonus's "fooling" as part of the strategy, she is now considered successful if she does not hold herself back.
As for the combat effectiveness, Bethel is much more relaxed, maybe there is nothing that cannot be solved by a "spatial tear" superimposed on the "beating of the Red Priest" superimposed on the "forbidden movement of the Inquisitor" and superimposed on the "bribery and distortion of the Black Emperor", if there is, then fight another set.
No matter how much time you have spent together, no matter what kind of things you have experienced together, don't say friends, even if they are relatives and lovers, you have to do it when it's time to do it in the battle at the top of the sequence. Go all out and don't give the other party a chance to hack and taunt you is the attitude towards the war with the goal of becoming a god, and it is also the respect for the opponents who have come all the way to the present.
What's more, Antigonus is already completely out of the game under the current circumstances, and Bethel doesn't mind sending them away together.
- The same is true for Crane. Bethel would not take the initiative to snatch Fort Source, and being willing to give Crane a chance to fight her on an equal footing was already the biggest concession. As for the release of water, it is an insult to both sides.
So there are only two problems that can bother her now, and that is:
"If the god of war dies first, will Antigonus die contentedly, or will he lose all his ability to resist and become a mystery?"
And: "If Antigonus had died before she saw the god of war die, would she have made a desperate effort to unleash her mysterious will?" β
Bethel does not consider it wrong to be somehow afraid of the existence of the "mysterious", but rather to be the most important thing to do with the "initial consciousness" of the path.
Losing humanity is just the price of power, and there's nothing wrong with that, after all, you have to spend money to buy things.
It is true that there are trade-offs in everything, and if it is really difficult to accept, you can not be promoted, and just stay in the state you want.
In Bethel's view, humanity is just one of the costs of gaining strength and leading to eternal life. And the existence of the "Master of Mystery" is the only flaw in this decent deal. After all, until you become a demigod, no one will tell you that the "divinity" you have acquired is actually part of the "will" of this path. By the time you know it, you'll be one with some of the Mysteries.
Why do such guys exist?
The existence of the "original will" seems to be an unshakable mountain, telling you that it is not you who gets the power, but you have temporarily borrowed the power of someone, and you will eventually become food for those guys. Although Bethel does not feel that becoming a person in the end is equivalent to the pointlessness of his own efforts all along, or that he is actively seeking death, but the mortals and angels fighting for power and divine position to the end have become a drama watched by the eyes in the dark, which cannot help but make Bethel feel dissatisfied.
She originally planned to directly use the mysterious Western Continent technique she had just learned to throw the God of War to the Eastern Continent and in front of God, but she had to stop because of Antigonus's sudden intervention.
Just kidding, if Antigonus had run away with his own uniqueness and sequence, his side would have really suffered.
"It would be nice if I could negotiate with her."
Thinking that it would not affect Bethel's actions, she stepped back a little with a blank face, opened the door in front of her, and then threw the set of combos she had prepared directly through the door to the entangled God of War and Antigonus.
Suddenly, the special effects of extraordinary power overwhelmed the two of them.
There was a terrifying noise from CalderΓ³n, as if five or even four gods were fighting each other.
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Benson Moretti pressed his temples and got out of the car first, then turned around and took his sister's hand and took her down as well.
No one spoke to them along the way, and the carriage was almost completely unlighted, and no outside sounds could be heard, and the dull silence made people feel intensely uneasy. Only the bumps and the sound of horses' hooves ahead let them know that they were still on their way.
Benson thought he would be taken to MI9 or something, after all, Crane was involved in subverting the country.
But he didn't expect that when he got out of the car, he was greeted by the Cathedral of the Holy Wind in the territory of Beckland.
With flags emblazoned on them fluttering and faint prayers and wind coming from above, this grand blue, white, and black structure, once the Holy See of the Church of the Storm, welcomed for the first time two civilians who believed in the goddess of the night.
Benson was a little sluggish, and he didn't know if he should step in. Melissa was even more sluggish, she vaguely remembered that there were rumors that women could not enter the church of the god of thunder - although it didn't seem to be that rule, but the church of thunder has always respected women as "angels of the family" and did not support them to go out to work, so of course this led to the fact that women who believed in thunder rarely appeared in the church.
As she feared, the substitute's eyes lingered on Melissa for a few more moments, and finally waved his hand:
"You go in with me and follow me."
ββ¦β¦ Where are we going? Benson squeezed Melissa's hand.
As a commoner who did not believe in the gods of thunder and truth, he could not help but feel panic and fear before entering this tall and magnificent building, as if the gods were watching him, as if his actions were tantamount to blaspheming the two gods.
"Go to the prayer room."
The substitute said succinctly: "We will give you a name, and then you pray to that name." β
"Butβwe can't pray to evil gods other than the righteous gods, for that will lead to misfortune!" Benson couldn't help but say, "I'm not the one involved, let alone a suspect, you can't use us as bait in such a simple and crude way, it's irresponsible for our lives!" β
"Mr. Moretti, put away your tricks."
The substitute shrugged his shoulders unconcernedly, and he turned to walk forward, Benson was still hesitating, when suddenly he felt the wind blow in all directions, making him and Melissa's clothes hunt, and they could barely open their eyes. Weathered into an invisible hand, pushing their backs, causing them to involuntarily quickly follow the footsteps of the substitute.
"You may not be able to imagine what your brother Cleine Moretti has been exposed to and involved in β so, from now on, you and your sister will see another world."
"What are you talking about?!" Benson took Melissa in his arms and said loudly, "If you can keep my sister safe, then I am willing to pray to the unknown evil god as bait!" β
"It's not up to me to have the final say." The substitute shrugged.
After staggering for a moment, Benson and Melissa suddenly felt the wind that was pushing them stop, and then a holy emblem appeared in front of their eyes, made of thunder, waves, and towers, the emblem of the god of thunder and truth.
"Please pray to the emblem of the Lord."
The punisher said, handing a note to Benson.
In a sense of oppression that seemed to be substantial, Benson took the note with a slightly trembling hand, only to see a few prayers written on it in Rune.
"The Scroller of Knowledge and Spirit"
"The Savior of Silver City and Moon City"
"Miracle Master Cleon Moretti"
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The demon of knowledge is thinking about the birth of God:
"The prophecy revealed that if nothing was done, the God of Thunder would take over the entire Northern Continent beyond Intis. Although this behavior didn't help her state much, it at least caused me a lot of trouble. β
"While I have no interest in acquiring believers and land here, I don't want to see her getting trickier and trickier either."
"Maybe I should consider tearing off the 'omniscience' from this guy as soon as possible, I don't know how far she has fused."
Judging from her current performance, on the one hand, she oppresses and persecutes others to become her own believers and subordinates with her own power, and wants to use more anchors to stabilize the state, on the other hand, she is becoming more and more comfortable with the application of her two powers, and she is probably getting closer and closer to God. She is just the god of thunder who subjectively hates God, and I don't know what her choice will be in the future......"
"Clarion Moretti's personality advantage is a little more reflective, she has a relatively simple sense of morality, she can't accept such behavior, and has made up her mind to fight against the god of thunder, but she still lacks an element of godhood......"
After the demon of knowledge finished speaking, he did not get a response for several seconds.
The demon of knowledge turned his head to see that Edward was already lying on the chaise longue that he had taken out at some point, wearing an eyepatch with an abstract stick figure drawing on it, and his hands folded on his chest, sleeping peacefully.
"How do you sell that secret waiter?"
Edward didn't move.
"Later, the Grim Reaper will come and beat you." The demon of knowledge said, "Do you accept such a development?" β
Edward lifted the corner of his blindfold and smiled brightly:
"Ah, I'm sorry, were you talking to me just now? It's been a long time since I've moved, I'm asleep, is there anything I can do for you, a little demon? β
"I have only one question, you know."
"That's it...... Honestly, I'd rather have that thing hit me in the hand. Edward snorted, "But demons also have to have a more advanced investment vision, right?" So I'm wondering if I can invest that thing directly into the River of Eternal Darkness. β
"Just kidding, I'm also doing a second-hand plan."
"Your second hand is to say that the other one you are running around and causing me trouble?" The demon of knowledge clasped his arms, "Frank Lee was in the church shouting that he wanted to thank me for his kindness and to offer me a better crop, and I did a divination, only to find out that it was your half-dressed who was wandering around Gardelia's fleet as me. β
Edward looked at the sky: "She pretended that you were in charge of my business, and I didn't tell you." β
"Don't say anything." The Demon of Knowledge said, "Does her presence mean that you also want to be a candidate for the Lord of Mysteries?" But you've traded with me with Moon and Adam before, so why would you want another one of you to contact Clean Moretti? Do you want to break the contract? β
"Nope." Edward said decisively, "I am a demon with business ethics, how can I not believe you?" I'm afraid you'll be killed by God before you live to the day the Eastern Continent opens. β
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The demon of knowledge looked at her: "It seems that you are planning to make you sing in black face to the end." β
"In that case, you might as well let your half of your body participate in Crane's godhood ceremony for a while, and give her assistance, so that Crane may not make you the second god of the lamp."
tbc
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The number of words seems to be a little less, so let's make it up tomorrow!