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Crane closed his eyes, pressed his fingers to his temples, and frowned.

The "record" created from his memories was grabbed by his other hand, and a documentary called "I" was playing in his mind.

Extracting memories doesn't require Crane to recall everything he's been through in great detail, it's an extraordinary ability after all, and the outer gods don't seem to have done anything to hand him the finished product.

But when he tried to recall, he realized that extracting memories is indeed the easiest part, and the real difficulty is to accept his past self.

When he saw the small town he was born and raised again, Klein felt strange. For a moment, Crane really had a feeling of waking up from a dream, thinking that he was leaving the world, that it was all just a dream after working overtime and falling asleep, and that he could no longer find his way home.

He himself has almost forgotten what kind of people the former "Zhou Mingrui" and the original "Crane" were, even if it was only two years.

They are so different from him now, they are naïve, weak, ignorant and fearless, so that Klein has a little boredom, when Klein saw Zhou Mingrui buy the ancient book related to Tianzun from the stall with a big grin, and took it home and threw it away, Klein took two deep breaths to calm down, and when he saw Crane Moretti, who was not even an extraordinary person, had the audacity to bring in the first two members of the Tarot Society, and called himself "The Fool", He had no other thought than a hard sigh.

He tried to make sense of his past self, and it was difficult at first, but he was somewhat happy to find that he could still remember those emotions.

The past is reminiscent of the past in my mind, and countless images keep flashing, telling of the distant past.

He still remembers the ecstasy he felt when he got his college acceptance letter, and the fear of a mess of his final exams in elementary school, even though those were nothing to him now. Emotions don't always need to be grand and great, these small emotions are more real, proof that he was once human.

In the past, he could get a good night's sleep when he closed his eyes.

And now, as soon as he closed his eyes, there was endless darkness in front of him.

Higher beings do not need to sleep, so now his consciousness will remain awake even in a deep sleep, and even if he creates a sweet dream for himself, he knows that it is just a dream. The darkness in front of him plays memories that don't belong to him, conveys emotions that don't belong to him, and there is always something to come out of it.

The spirit of the Lord of Mystery has a very powerful ability to infect, and no matter how hard you guard it, it will be inadvertently shaken...... That's the difference between Him and Him.

I don't know when Klein barely remembered everything in the past. He began to resist reminiscing about the past, because it seemed to him that there were completely different lives, two very different people. If he hadn't been aware of his journey along the way, he might not have recognized it as himself.

Klein was starting to want a radio or a record player, and he wanted to play these memories out slowly, as if he were listening to these little things to refresh himself at some moment of exhaustion.

There are no great saviors and desires to save the world, and there are no self-sacrificing savior predecessors to show him the way, there are only ordinary people and ordinary lives here, the bells of exams and classes, the muddy coats and laughter after playing crazy with friends when I was a child, the snowballs that fall on my body in winter and the cheap popsicles and colorful ice cream balls that fall on the ground in summer...... Use them to resist the web and overwhelming tiredness that the Lord of Mysteries has woven for himself, and in this way he clung to this past and humanity in the long night of eternal darkness until he drowned.

The extraordinary abilities of the outer gods were indeed of great help, and he was now reminiscing with all his might, letting these tedious and uninteresting memories bind him, making himself heavy and no longer rising, retaining the slightest humanity to avoid the infestation of darkness.

I can't lose yet, at least not so quickly.

He will continue to persevere, even if it only ends in death.

"Really...... I really want to take a little rest......" Klein looked at his past, watched Zhou Mingrui in high school running away from the light in front of him in his school uniform and carrying his schoolbag, and watched him sleep in class unscrupulously, napping on his desk, and lying in bed on weekends...... The god's eyes showed nostalgia, and he smiled bitterly, "Is it because I rested too much before, so I won't have a chance to rest in the future?" ”

His voice grew quieter and quieter, and eventually all the emotions and memories turned into a long sigh.

……

"What are you going to do with those people?"

The breeze of the wilderness of knowledge communicates between two very different essentia worlds, bringing back the answer of another deity here:

"Who?"

"Those people from the Southern Continent." The demon of knowledge said, "Your student has passed your test, will you take him away?" ”

"He passed, so I shouldn't have taken him." The Lord of Withers muttered, "How about I give you the entire northern part of the Southern Continent and the archipelago?" ”

Demon of Knowledge: "...... What? ”

"It's not interesting to take only the Intis away, in a few hundred years, those Intis will say that all the people in history are their own." The outer god laughed, "If you want to keep the fish alive all the time, you need to put some enemies in the water." If the history of the earth is unproven, perhaps in a few decades Intis will claim to be the only cultural sphere on the ancient earth, and by the way, he will take all the history of the first five epochs to himself. ”

"You take away the highlanders and the remnants of the Bailang Empire who fled over there, civilizations collide, history is full of hatred and blood, don't you want to collect the knowledge and culture of several races, don't you want to watch them quarrel and expose each other?"

"Don't you want to see the people of the Southern Continent rip off with the people of the Northern Continent?"

"They will only live if they fight."

"In a peaceful world, they just die slowly."

"What's your expression...... You really don't want to see it? Ah, I knew you wanted, and I wanted to see, you take them away, and I would go to the wilderness of knowledge. ”

……

"How it feels to go back...... It's been a long time. ”

Crane opened his eyes slowly, the image of his memory melting away like ice and snow as his vision returned to light. There were still traces of a certain summer day in his mind, and the sunlight was like liquid gold, evenly covering the stone brick road and concrete floor of his hometown.

The crisp chirping of cicadas reverberates constantly, and everything seems calm.

This calm was enough for him to stay awake for a short period of time.

After feeling that his spirit was indeed gradually becoming stable, Klein's mood also relaxed.

However, this does not last long, just like a terminally ill patient who takes a special medicine for the first time will inevitably have the idea of "saved", and get a good night's sleep with the help of the drug, but will soon return to the abyss of pain and struggle with the development of his own drug resistance...... The memories of less than sixty years in two lifetimes combined seem like a long time, but they are not enough for Klein to relive for long in the future.

"Your authority brings hope, but in hope lies despair."

"It really feels terrible to feel every passing of life and self clearly through a little bit of redemption of self-paralysis. In the end, even this hope of salvation is lost, and the ending is not changed but only prolonged, which is in a sense more painful. ”

"If you have authority over the calamity, I'll suspect you have a sequence called 'The Magic Box.'"

Hearing this, the outer god burst out laughing:

"'The beginning of disaster'? Well, a man-made disaster...... It's a good fit, but I rarely put hope in the deepest part of the box, sometimes I don't put it, sometimes I put hope on top as bait. ”

"But I'm not lying to you, at least for the next thousand years, as long as you don't give up resistance, your mental state won't get worse."

His tone and the way he felt changed, and in Klein's imagination, the figure made a thoughtful expression:

"I don't remember a time when I was a doctor, and the planet was infested with a plague, and I used my own experimental medicine to prolong their lives. I thought I would be able to perfect this medicine to cure a terminal illness, but it didn't work for years. ”

"The terminally ill patients wept at me when they cried for help, and after they were treated by me, they told me that they were 'in great pain' because the pain was prolonged and the time of death was unpredictable, and they ended up killing me. Oh, it seems that there was still a war at that time? Because the plague had killed so much and had so many resources left, I was court-martialed on the grounds that I had been poisoned, and my body was dismembered in prison before the day of the trial. ”

"If you think about it, I seem to encounter this kind of thing a lot, maybe because my symbol and authority are more hated."

"Neither life nor death, even if everyone knows that 'prosperity must fall', no one would be happy to see me coming......"

After saying that, He said to Klein very seriously:

"So as long as you don't make trouble, I'm already grateful."

…… The preamble does not match the afterword. The corners of Klein's mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to agree, but a flash of spiritual intuition suddenly changed the words that came to his mouth:

"Why should I be treated?"

"You did something, right?"

The outer god smiled slowly:

"I didn't do anything."

Crane looked at his face, and suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared on the Source Castle, and neither of the outer gods stopped him from leaving.

He entered the hall of gray mist, and immediately looked out, and a scarlet world was suddenly reflected in his eyes.

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The outer god Shi Shi ran away from the spirit realm, not caring at all if the master of the source castle and the master of the spirit realm would be furious due to the changes in the outside world, he was in a happy mood, his steps were relaxed, and he also said hello by the way when he passed by the crowd of onlookers.

It's just that the God of Destruction and Destiny doesn't seem to be in the mood to nag, and the former even rolls his eyes perfectly.

The outer god didn't mind, he came to the real world and said:

"God!"

"The secret will has been restrained, and Crane will not be able to use all his strength to protect himself. For a long time to come, you won't have to worry about your followers becoming secret puppets and doppelgangers. This planet and civilization will soon die, and the gods will flee the land, and it will be silent, and you are its only savior. He held out his hand to the huge figure standing in the "Livihid", "Excuse me, give me the uniqueness of the 'prisoner'?" ”

“…… Thank you, but I have no plans to join your company for the time being, and it does not bode well for 'Demise' to be with you and your lamb all the time. ”

"From God's word, I recommend the Demon of Knowledge, he is very good at it!"

……

After blocking the source of power of the essrina avatar and having a target, the battle becomes simple and straightforward.

Scarlet threads of blood swirled like blood-sucking plants in a primeval forest, and with intense malice they burrowed through the gaps in the target's eyeballs, temples, and every point, piercing into his chest, through his arms, until one pierced his waist and abdomen, stopping him as much as possible.

The incarnation of essentia let out a beastly roar, sharp and short, like steel rubbing against each other, and the aftermath of sparks could be heard, filled with the power to destroy everything.

The pitch-black greatsword swung and rolled up a pale tornado, engulfing the spikes in front of him along with the attacker.

As the fire scorched, their speed began to slow down, and the ropes woven of blood evaporated into gray-black debris, burning along with the scarlet threads that wound around them.

Having lost essentia as a source of his power, the curse still has a residual effect after a long time. The scarlet threads that spread throughout the land are the "tentacles" of the enemy, and he himself is like a spider, entrenched in the core of the spider's web, feeling the fluctuations of the silk threads, and hanging and imprisoning the target.

The incarnation of the River of Eternal Darkness was initially freed from the effects of the curse, and he stood up again with the terrifying mythical creature form, and the witcher clenched his greatsword in his hand to attack, when suddenly, a word made his body stiffen.

"Do you want to wake up?"

A nameless soul suddenly heard this. Not the Mother of Heaven, not the Goddess of the Night, not the God of War Badhair, an insignificant soul in this incarnation more powerful than the true god answered the question ignorantly, and then suddenly woke up from the ignorance of death, causing a hollow emotion to appear in the eyes of the essentia incarnate.

The anomaly existed for less than a second, and the feeble, nameless soul was crushed by a body that was far beyond its limits. But in a brief moment, countless peaks erupted magma at the same time at his feet, and the hot lava accompanied by a rolling heat wave reshaped the terrain under his feet, as if something was breathing in front of him, and its chest was hot lava, and every breath was red with red eyes.

The heat that came from all sides baked his skin with a tingling pain.

But he still didn't admit defeat, and a silvery-white light erupted from the greatsword in his hand, pulling his shadow into a slender stretch.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the black fog that accompanied the river of eternal darkness around him had actually thinned out a lot, and he could faintly see the gloomy sky in the distance, and the red-ocean?

He was not puzzled by anything beyond his comprehension, and in an instant, he raised his sword and slashed at it.

He didn't know if his goal was there, but the pale flames were blazing, and with all the strength of his body, the sword was enough to tear the earth apart.

And so, under Klein's gaze, a ray of light burst out from the southern continent that almost split the entire continent in half, skipping the waters red with the remains of countless aquatic animals and people who committed suicide on the beach.

No matter how you look at it, this move is a slash from the "warrior" path, and it is indistinguishable from the power of Badhair's blow.

Therefore, when this slanting sword light swept flat from the west side of the northern continent at a height almost close to the ground, part of the territory of Segal, Fenerport, and Lenburg, the peaks and plateaus along the way, and all the buildings along the way were cut open like tofu, and after more than ten seconds, the sound of the mountains and rivers collapsing began to be heard.

Crane stared intently at the land swept by the sword's light.

Not a single soul was there because all were crushed by the blow, and there was not a single prayer anywhere, because no life survived.

Hundreds of thousands of people were wiped out in an instant.

There were no stumps and severed arms on the ground, only blood gushing up.

……

After the blow missed, the lava greatsword pierced through the avatar's skull, and with the force of the demon's wrist, the greatsword pierced through his body like a bamboo.

The flesh was torn apart, making a tooth-aching sound.

Blood dripped down the edges, but before it could touch the ground, it was evaporated by the scorching heat. Even then He did not die, but the wedge of the curse and blessing had been completely nailed into, and in a short time the avatar remained minimally spiritually active and fell into silence.

Breathing, under this tasting, fear also has a perceptible smell.

Yes, the fog that shrouded the southern continent has dissipated, and this land has escaped from its "hidden" state. They can all feel it now, the smell of fear, the shape of horror, the meaning of death......

The flesh was pulled apart, the bones were gradually crushed, and in the midst of the terrifying picture, the demon's somewhat hoarse laughter sounded intermittently.

Eventually, the object was swallowed up by the ground, detached from the real world, and sent to the location of the essentia.

Crane finally looked away from the cleanly smeared land, people who had nothing to do with him.

The demon of knowledge only cares about the Western Continent, God has not yet begun to preach, even if everyone has been converted spiritually, the lamb in his eyes is only Intis and some Rune people, they don't care about the human who died in an instant just now, only Crane himself, who is in a daze with that land, his heart is shaking.

Destroying Scourge laughed, turned his head, and took a nap in a different direction.

Medici didn't want to look at it, because he felt that if he looked at it a little longer, he couldn't help but rush down and make a big fuss.

The demon didn't answer Klein's gaze, but let out a dark, wicked, and pleasant laugh. Through this laughter, it is as if you can see that the abyss full of malice devouring all light is constantly rolling in front of you.

The next moment, the spiritual ground beneath Klein's feet cracked, revealing a gray-black substance that resembled the rhizomes of a tree.

They took advantage of the blank moment of Klein's mind just now to spread out in the space of the spirit world, growing savagely, like strangling creatures in water, instantly piercing the bodies of many spirit creatures, turning them into spirits for their own use. He then burst out of his hiding place and grabbed Crane's ankle, the end of which stabbed bloodthirsty, causing intense pain to grow inside him.

Bang. Crane's body is hidden, and the clone is pierced by the unbridled "branches" that grow indiscriminately, and twisted into pieces.

Anger made his heart pound, and he stretched out his hands in the fog of history, slammed them apart to the two sides, and directly tore this spiritual space to pieces!

A huge cavity erupted, shattering all the plants. Soon, however, the space of the spirit realm began to reshape, and more gray-black branches erupted, intertwined with the scarlet threads and turned into an abomination.

Crane was expressionless, and a record appeared beside him, countless flames, thunder, and storms roared through the spirit world, forming a spectacular flame tornado, not only burning everything that was already in place to ashes, but also chasing down the dry vines!

He had already experienced the strangeness of this outer god and his path, and the moment he was stabbed, he felt as if his mind and spirit had suddenly stopped. He could find a way to face those strange curses, but the decay of his heart was hard to detect.

Syllable!

The demon trampled on the spark.

He had cast off the human skin, and walked slowly in the form of a monster, thousands of threads sticking out from under the bloodstained monster's body, buried in the ground, hanging from the ceiling, and spreading all the corners of the vision.

He feels like a dead tree, but it's a complete delusion, and His hands can easily shatter the planet.

"I don't really regret targeting you when you were weak."

He smiled and whispered.

"Because they can survive such dangers, even grow to the point where they are now, and finally really inherit that position and accept Him as Him...... Instead, I became a verifier to verify the power of the secret and the inescapable of fate. ”

"And your pathos."

……

"It's time for you to tell your purpose!"

Klein's voice rang out again, this time, with anger in the voice of the owner of the Source Castle that could not be ignored.

"What the hell are you trying to do?!"

"Why do you ask me, don't you want to kill him?"

The spirit of the outer god seemed to have gone into a madness, and he was viscerally expecting half of himself to be killed, and let out a hearty laugh that made his scalp tingle.

"He did a lot of things that you weren't happy with, and he killed you several times, didn't he?! I'll help you regain your sanity, I'll help you stabilize your state, and now it's your turn to help me reclaim my own extraordinary characteristics and powers, and His life will be left to you—and after you kill Him, don't come and anger me! ”

"Do what you want to do, Klein!"

The Outer God replied loudly. He blamed all his sins on the other self, and Edward and Crane did have countless feuds, but it seemed that there was no need for a bloody battle between him and Crane to the end, not to mention, if Crane was determined to kill himself, then in the end, there would only be secret gains.

He needed to die.

Death is not only the destruction of the body, but also the destruction of the personality, but also has a more occult symbolic meaning for the old days.

He can change the dominion of the body through death, he can get rid of all the occult connections he doesn't need through the "self-purification" of death, he can also relieve the disgust of the future Lord of Mysteries for himself, and finally, dying once can also make him more compatible with the river of eternal darkness.

When he had finished speaking, he suddenly calmed down again:

"Then banish me."

"I don't think you'll want to see me anymore, coincidentally, I don't want to have anything to do with Earth and humanity anymore, this planet has left me with too many bad memories."

As he said this, Crane felt Edward's shadow in him.

"I can make an oath with essentia, or you can banish me and make a pact with me so that I can never get near where humans are again...... Maybe this will make human civilization prosperous for a long time, don't you think? ”

From beginning to end, the outer gods tried to remain neutral as much as possible, cutting themselves off from their half-bodies, not helping each other, but occasionally giving Klein a small favor. If Klein is dissatisfied and doesn't want to live with Him, there's another way.

An approach that benefits both parties from any point of view.

He doesn't waste every card, every opportunity, that half of his body has accumulated for himself, just to be able to achieve this goal.

Banishment.

Exile the god who symbolizes the decay of all things.

Since then, in the vast universe, he will never have any intersection with human civilization.

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"That's your plan?"

Klein suddenly realized that this was a conspiracy that was linked to each other, and perhaps it was not a conspiracy, because Crane didn't seem to have anything to lose in the process, and he was helped to stabilize himself. It was precisely because of this that he was furious, because if he had learned that he had been used and deceived, he would have been extremely dissatisfied, and he would have stumbled these two old incarnations with the arrogance and self-esteem imposed on him by the Lord of Mysteries, and even found an opportunity to take revenge on them.

The Lords of Mystery do not feel that they have helped them in any way, only that they have offended them.

If it is a little worse, the lamp god may be a lesson for them.

But Klein wouldn't do that now, and he wouldn't think so, because he didn't have the arrogance of the past.

And the other party's proposal to himself now is also very tempting, although it feels very bad to be led by the nose, but Klein still has to admit that it is very tempting.

The Demon of Knowledge stood still, holding the square boxes in his hands.

“…… You know His plan. Crane let out a long exhale, his gaze across the spirit realm, looking at the demon of knowledge, "You knew it from the beginning. ”

"You also took Bethel and the Abrahams away, I don't think it's a threat, right?"

"It's not a threat, it's my protection."

The Demon of Knowledge was silent for a few seconds, and did not choose to defend himself, but calmly gave the reason for doing so: "He gave me the uniqueness of Adam and the 'Moon', and we made a pact to help Him do something. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man with the style of the Western Continent raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky.

"I don't want much, and that's one of them."

Klein looked at Him and didn't answer.

He began to consider what the outer gods had offered him.

"The symbol of decay and decay will never come near humanity."

It is true that civilization can continue to prosper forever without the old days, and civilization still has its own cycle of birth and death. Some civilizations may be destroyed by passing gods as soon as they appear, while others can be thousands of years or tens of thousands of years without being affected by the slightest extraordinary ability.

- In this universe, it is a good thing that human beings can be less at the mercy and influence of a god.

“…… Your proposal is good. ”

There was no smile on Klein's face.

"So, from now on, never appear in front of me again."

The outer god received a satisfactory answer, and also wisely did not provoke back:

"It's a deal." (End of chapter)