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Medici struggled to crawl out of the waters of the River of Eternal Darkness, looking like he was playing the water ghost.

The Death Brand is, of course, a river ghost of eternal darkness, and the outer god thoughtfully moves out of the way. He felt in the water, touched something, and slipped it into his camera.

Above it is a dark room, as dark as a burial chamber.

The walls around it were scorched by the burning torches, and in the center were three high-backed chairs made of metal, with heavy chains entwined around them. Two of the three high-backed chairs were empty, and only one still had a red human figure, like a corpse's bloodstains.

Medici, the "Red Angel", died twice, once when he was truly dead, and once when he was devoured by the City of Calamity. The number of times a person dies leaves as many imprints in the River of Eternal Darkness as there are, so it is only natural that Medici has two imprints.

"The earlier branded connection to the City of Calamity is long gone, replaced by the breath of the River of Eternal Darkness. It has been soaked in it for nearly two thousand years, and it is half of the king of angels who belongs to the river of eternal darkness...... It's certainly not enough to rely on this brand, but if you get water now, it will cause rebellion and hostility from the River of Eternal Darkness, and when the time comes, try to touch the brand of the ancient god of death, Gregarly......"

Fresher Brands are useless because they have just died, and they are more associated with the City of Calamity than the River of Eternal Darkness. Since it is not needed, it can be regarded as a favor for Ulorius.

The King of Angels in the Hunter's Way is not very useful, and can only be used as a springboard to dive into the River of Eternal Darkness to find a more useful brand. Coming into contact with unfamiliar essentia is a dangerous and crazy thing, but can you still be called an outer god if you are not crazy? The concept of life and reason is inherently nihilistic to the outer gods, just as nihilistic as the reason for the creation and destruction of this world, promotion, authority, power, and higher position are the real pursuits, and who would mind adding some fatal stimuli and promotion opportunities to their lives?

It's not a loss to really die, which old days haven't died a few times.

Besides, if something that doesn't die dies, can it be called death, at most, it's a failure in scientific research, and if you die for a while, you will die for a while, even if you really die until the world explodes, it doesn't matter, everyone is good to reopen.

The Outer God put away the props in satisfaction, laughing at the ancient death brand with its occult connection to the River of Eternal Darkness.

He approached Ulorius as he said hello, and seeing that Medici was still so energetic, Ulorius felt that his heart had been hanging a little less.

"What's this ring?" Medici observed the thing, "Snake, are you imitating the light behind your head on someone else's mural?" ”

"It's ......," Ulorius had already prepared his words.

At this moment, Medici's outstretched hand approached the symbol of the Circle of Fate, but many images flashed in his mind, including the perennial wildfires of his birthplace and the active volcanoes that were always flowing with magma, the battles of the Third Age, the depression and death of the Fourth Age, and the last flash of the Fifth Age, where he disappeared from the wildfire to a larger sea of fire.

Medici was stunned, these phantoms flashed for only a few seconds, but he seemed to look back on his life through the eyes of others.

Is it because the final picture is presented in the form of a portrait that essentia cannot be accurately described because it does not want to attract the attention of the Calamity City? But just when He thought it was all over, time suddenly turned back, and the silver-white ring presented Him with one more picture. It was clear that all this was over, but in the new painting, the flame that symbolized himself was stripped from the vast sea of fire, just as it had been when he was first born in the form of a mythical creature.

The Red Priest Path can't be resurrected, neither can the Witch, and the Fate Path can't bring the dead back to life.

The resurrection of the dead at the level of fate is a bit similar to the "thief", to put it bluntly, it is just to transfer one's fate and memories to another person. It's not so much about resurrection, it's better to say that the golden cicada is coming out of its shell and changing its body to continue to survive.

"This is the power of the Path of Destiny?" As soon as Medici finished speaking, he immediately denied his guess, his expression immediately became serious, and the eyes that looked at Ulorius suddenly increased a little worry and uneasiness, "No, this definitely can't be the authority of fate, Great Snake?" ”

"What have you done during this time? Whose power is this, and why is it parasitic on your body? ”

"Wait, serpent, the symbol of your body...... Have you become a god? So fast? When did I not be notified of the incident! ”

Ulorius fell into a brief silence.

His eyes looked away, as if he had suddenly become interested in Calderon's ruined walls, and even began to talk to himself in the air about the influence of Calderon's beliefs and styles on the architectural style of remote areas in the Tertiary period, and began to introduce to Medici with great interest the special folklore of some of the city-states in the Eastern Continent that once believed in death and later converted, and finally he began to circle in place, as if looking for his own brush and paper, intending to draw something on the spot to record the appearance of the source of the tributary.

The Medici saw that he was playing dumb as if he were there, and he really had nothing to say:

"There are no painting tools here, don't you think it's a bit too obvious to change the subject, big snake?"

"After so many years, you have lied and covered up and have not made any progress, it is still the same, no wonder you prefer not to speak when you have a weak heart."

Ulorius was also sincere:

"I didn't expect you to find out so quickly, I was ready to lie, but I can't use it if you find out."

Medici was amused: "What lie are you going to say?" ”

"I've become a god, and that's the power that Sequence 0 of the Path of Destiny has." Ulorius lied seriously, "Anyway, there was no sequence 0 of the fate path, since I am now, then the authority of this path is up to me." ”

“…… Also. ”

Medici suddenly remembered that he was a mental imprint at this time, and he was in a complicated mood for a while: "You risked your life to come to Calderón's side, are you here to see me for the last time?" ”

"Of course not." Ulorius shook his head, and another man's voice came from behind Medici, answering for him.

The Outer God was pleased to act as a narrator, for he felt that the conversation between the two of them was too long: "He could not save you, so he chose to accept the help of the Outer God's Circle of Fate, and He became a god, but at the cost of his past and future." But as you see it now, He is still Ulorius. ”

Medici frowned abruptly and looked at Ulorius.

"Don't be in a hurry to talk about the outer gods, what's wrong with borrowing powers, Ulorius doesn't plan to use these powers to destroy the earth." The Outer God said leisurely, looking at Medici, "You need to worry about your future, because if you want to survive, you will have to contact the City of Calamity again, and this time you must take something back, or the Circle of Fate will not be able to renew your destiny, and Urorius's sacrifice and sacrifice will be in vain." ”

"City of Calamity?"

Medici's expression suddenly became a little strange, and he frowned and thought for a few seconds, and then suddenly asked:

"But I seem to be in the City of Calamity right now."

"Fighting Loftus-Cheek."

……

The chaotic currents returned to normal, and the schools of fish that were carried to the shore by the currents became God's first gift to His own believers.

The sun was still hanging in the sky, and there was a sun rain on the northern continent.

Many people don't have time to grab umbrellas or hide under the surrounding eaves, exposed to the drizzle illuminated by the sun. Their eyes widened, they had never seen rain and bright sunlight at the same time, and it was well known in the churches that the two gods who symbolized the sun and the sea were not in harmony, and even the people realized that there was an alliance and a hostile relationship between the gods.

God tends to be tolerant and compassionate to the believers he approves, and thunderous and tyrants to those who don't.

In a sense, the whole universe of life seems to Him to be divided into only "believers" and "soon-to-be-believers," and it seems that there is nothing He cannot forgive, nothing that He cannot accept, nothing that He cannot allow—oh, except the Lord of Mysteries.

At this time, the people bathed in the transparent rain also exclaimed.

The wounds on the body were gradually healed, and they slowly returned to the state before the injury, those old dark wounds were also treated more effectively than ever before, many people tried to throw away the crutches in their hands, and even stood up from their wheelchairs and walked tremblingly, even the body that was weakened by the illness was relieved by the treatment of the rain, and the people who worked in the dusty factories all year round breathed deeply the damp and fresh air in the rain, their heads were no longer painful, and their throats and lungs no longer felt heavy and oppressed.

At the same time, they feel that their hearts have become clearer and more peaceful.

Almost the entire Northern Continent felt the mercy of the gods at this moment, and the miracles were no longer stories that belonged to the gods and the distant nothingness in the holy scriptures, but actually happened to everyone.

This time the miracle was even better than usual, and they felt as if their hearts were being soothed by the sun, and people kept falling to their knees and shouting praises to the sky without a teacher.

This formed a wave, more and more people knelt down, and finally the whole street was left without a single person standing, and the terrifying faith fanaticism swept through the city like a hurricane.

More and more people wept in the rain, sincerely repenting of their foolish actions of following the other gods in the past, and begging for forgiveness from the sun. He was blind in the past, but only now he finally sees who is the true God of mercy.

Everyone saw the city hanging high in the sky, and at this moment, everyone's heart automatically defaulted to Lewihid as the symbol of the sun, the closest place to the gods, the symbol of the kingdom of heaven.

Their hearts are filled with sunlight, and they can no longer contain other gods.

……

While the people of other countries wept bitterly and wept gratefully to accept the belief in the sun, Intis directly cheered for the miracle.

They skipped the conversion and were basking in the sun rain in the streets, singing and dancing to celebrate the appearance of the gods, and interpreting the sun rain as a symbol of the sun god's authority over the sea and the wind.

On the other hand, the Church of the Mystery is unusually deserted, and people seem to have all returned to their homes to hide from the rain, and they can't even see anyone moving in the streets.

The clergy of the Church of the Creator are urgently documenting today's events and planning a festival that will be celebrated every year after the record. This proposal was not blocked in the slightest, and it was unanimously agreed from top to bottom. Devout believers also can't wait to participate in the outside activities, and after finishing their work, they run out to sing and dance with the people.

Irena looked at the lively crowd outside, and her colleague called her to go with her, but she smiled and refused, saying that there was still something to do.

At this moment, she felt that her heart without faith had been shaken for some reason, probably because the scene in front of her was too beautiful, and she actually had an urge to believe in the Creator from the bottom of her heart.

As long as you follow Him and believe in Him, you can live a good life, then who would refuse?

At this moment, Irena suddenly saw someone enter the Cathedral of Light, and when she looked at it, it was a white-haired old man who was completely unfamiliar, but behind him was a figure she was familiar with.

"His Highness Hermes."

Irena guessed that this strange old man was the person in charge of the Psychological Alchemy Society, and Audrey's appearance also confirmed this, she said hello to Audrey, only to notice that there was a big golden retriever dog behind her skirt, which was shaking off the rain on her body.

"Irena, pious child, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Hermes smiled, his smile genuine and contagious, and Irena couldn't help but feel emotional.

"Behold, the Lord returns."

Standing on the steps of the Cathedral of Light, Hermes turned his head and looked tenderly at the laughing and dancing crowd in the street, Irena looked at him, and Audrey looked at him, and Audrey felt as if he saw something else in front of him.

"The Lord has taken back half of His body and authority, and the kingdom of heaven is coming."

"He is so gracious that He rained down on us and gave this mercy to the heathen to give them a chance to mend their ways."

"From now on, the sun will shine on the world, and no one will feel pain and sorrow anymore – there will be no more tragedy."

He closed his eyes and said as if to himself:

"There will be no more tragedy, no more pain and no more despair, no more children will have to wander in corners, no more people will have to tremble in the haze of war, hunger and all injustice will disappear."

"Really?"

Audrey also looked at the outside world, she reached out and the transparent rain fell into her palm, which was warm.

"Really, because ......"

"The sun will never set again."

……

God overlooks the place of his faith.

He's in a good mood right now. In the past, the presence of fewer than 10 million Christians was not a cause for joy for me, but at best a success in the war and a successful mission. His followers are divided into nations, and the size of the petri dish is the planet, and now that the earth is not fully owned, and there are many undisciplined people who are adding to the chaos, God feels a little troubled, but at the same time, he feels a little happy that this is the first place of faith after he has awakened.

He has the two paths of "the sun" and the "hanged man" as the basis for his present, and the ocean is also in his hands.

The absence of the "Visionary" and the "White Tower" is also a noteworthy thing for Him, although the essentia has all the power of extraordinary properties, God has not really lost the ability of "utopian", but seizing the authority of others is undoubtedly still challenging the dignity of the gods - not to mention that the secret and the demon of knowledge are not adjacent to him, and it is already strange to take away his authority to symbolize "omniscience" and "omnipotence", plus there is also the participation of the mystery, In God's eyes, this becomes a pure provocation.

Because, the "dreamer" is a little more special than the "hanged man".

If the "Visionary" initially controls the "Sea of Chaos" and accommodates the second uniqueness and the extraordinary characteristics of the corresponding Sequence 1 to some extent, he can rely on the "Fantasy" to manifest the remaining false symbols and authority, so that he can obtain the level beyond the sequence in a short period of time and possess half of the old strength.

God clearly knows that at the end of the Third Age, the plan of the ancient sun god is to be resurrected at Sasriel in the "Giant Court" immediately after being "assassinated", first recovering the uniqueness of the "Hanged Man" and the extraordinary characteristics of the three copies of Sequence 1, and then using the first "blasphemous slate" placed next to it, to initially control the "Sea of Chaos".

With this foundation, let the "fantasy angel" Adam awaken, return to the main body, and form a support.

When such a system is established, the ancient sun god will use the herding ability of the "hanged man" and the means of separating the virtual personality of the "visionary" to harness the uniqueness of the three paths of "sun", "reader" and "sailor" and the extraordinary characteristics of each sequence1, so that he can get infinitely close to the old days in terms of personality and strength, and maintain a minimum of stability.

He was afraid of the ancient will and did not want to directly contain the "Chaos Sea", which is why he made such a careful plan.

However, after two epochs of struggle and self-salvation, in the end, the Creator sacrificed himself to God, which is the wise thing to do.

- However, before taking over this world, you still have to put this place in order, otherwise your own followers will not be able to survive in peace.

TBC

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God's gaze looked at the astral plane, and with the arrival of the lord of the astral plane, all the beings in the astral realm felt great pressure.

When the Children of Chaos saw the more difficult guy appear, they immediately cursed in a low voice, and even directly distorted space and time, and their bodies disappeared directly from the astral plane, appearing close to the barrier, as if they were ready to escape with their polluted uniqueness at any time.

The Hidden Sage quickly hid as well, and the only one who reacted to God's gaze was Lilith, whose eyes were crimson.

He looked into the line of sight, his somewhat dull expression becoming agile and maternal, and his arms outstretched.

(End of chapter)