Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 259 Different Gods, Different Fates

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"There's one more thing."

"Which evil god did you sell your soul to?"

Triss took a deep look at the "Blood Admiral" in front of her and said:

"The original witch."

……

Mr. A had already accumulated enough merits and started collecting materials for his own promotion. When the "Black Saint" returned last month, he happened to bring back some auxiliary materials from the warehouse at the end of the pilgrimage road. Together with the main materials in the Aurora Society, all the materials for mixing potions have been collected.

He left Backlund early and headed to a remote place on the sea to prepare potions and the ascension ceremony.

Sequence 4 of the "Secret Prayer" path is called "Black Knight". The attack power and defense power, as well as the core ability of "Secret Prayer" "Shepherding" will be significantly improved. In the next sequence "Three-Headed Temple", the ability of whispering will be initially mastered.

The "Knight" has an additional symbolic meaning, meaning the defender of faith, the knight of the Church, and the ceremony requires the canonization of the superior and the oath. The "Black Knight" who is successfully promoted will also have a slight bias due to the blessing of the superior and his own oath.

Mr. A was canonized as a "War Angel".

He successfully ascended to the top of the sea in early May and became the sixth saint of the Aurora Society. Then he happened to catch up with the deification ceremony of the True Creator. Therefore, Mr. A did not return to Backlund, which was gradually under martial law, but took the opportunity to spread the faith of the True Creator at sea.

On the Rorsted Islands, the rebels who believed in the "Sea Gods" had already received some support from the Northern Continent countries and the Southern Continent Church of the God of Death, and did not mind cooperating with one more cult. But for some reason, the response from the "Sea Gods" in this regard was always somewhat ambiguous, neither supporting nor opposing, so the leader of the rebels, Karat, was cautious and did not immediately give Mr. A a reply of full cooperation, but chose to start from the periphery and conduct some simple material exchanges with each other.

Mr. A is a villain with a simple mind and is honest. He doesn't lie and doesn't overthink.

Except for the "God's Messenger" Danitz who was frightened by the sudden visit of Mr. A, no one else was hurt.

Soon, due to the blessing of the "War Angel" when he was promoted, he was naturally incorporated into the reorganized "War Red" and received the oracle to go to East Balam first to support the Church of the Death God before the "War Angel" arrived.

……

Thursday afternoon, East Balam, Star Plateau.

Mr. A, who was herding the "Recorder", arrived at the battlefield where the two sides were fighting through a "Traveler's Door" recorded by him.

As soon as he returned to the real world, he noticed that the sky in Balam was actually pitch black, but there was a faint light at the edge of the sky. Stars were twinkling on the black sky, but from time to time, a dazzling sunlight flashed strangely in another direction.

Strange crying sounds continued to be heard everywhere on the battlefield, floating around, as if a group of children were wandering around, which was creepy.

Mr. A frowned and stared at the place in the distance where the golden light was flashing. He walked over and resolutely chose to attack Intis's army first.

Intis's army was just pretending to fight in this conflict. They had received bribes from Balam but had not had time to enjoy or show off. They had no intention of fighting with real guns and bullets, but had to come because of orders.

The priests occasionally used the light of purification to eliminate some zombies and undead creatures, which could be considered as providing some support to Loen's army.

Mr. A walked straight across the battlefield towards the retreating mob.

The shadows around surged, silently surrounding the place, lurking under everyone's feet. His fingers suddenly fell to the ground one by one, turning into a black sea of ​​flesh and blood, devouring the nearby corpses under the cover of the shadows, and surrounding the position bit by bit.

The spirits in the sky noticed Mr. A, the unidentified saint who suddenly joined the battle, but when they saw him approach the Intis army and use spells related to "shadow" and flesh magic, the spirits left.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The artillery pieces belonging to the Northern Continent Army roared wildly in front, and shells with red, blue, silver, or dark black light whizzed towards the enemy positions, causing some effective casualties in Balam's army.

But the sound of artillery fire was only heard occasionally. In the nearly half-month-long fierce fighting, the stocks of the Northern Continent had been consumed to a minimum.

A fresh corpse lying at his feet sat up slowly with half-open eyes. He was wearing the uniform of the Loen garrison and returned to the battlefield like a living person under the cover of darkness. He loaded the ammunition in his gun with nimble fingers and blended into the rear of the army.

There were several fatal bullet holes and knife wounds on his body. But the body was still warm, and it was more like he had fainted on the battlefield and woke up now than a corpse. This corpse, like many of its kind, was slightly hunched over, with his arms covering his abdomen, pretending to be unwell and unable to stand up straight, but in fact he had hidden the muzzle of the gun under his arm.

Unlike their lifelike movements, the zombies' cloudy and lifeless eyes looked blankly ahead, seemingly without focus.

Only when they get close to a living person, their eyes will suddenly turn, and then they will pull out a gun in an instant and shoot the other person in the back of the head or temple, killing the living person in the dark.

Amid the dense gunfire and roars, one defenseless living person after another fell down.

Some of them had their eyes wide open, some looked dazed, or some maintained the expression of their last moments of life, with warm blood flowing from the wounds on their heads.

Soon they would pick up their guns and stand up again, joining the ranks of the zombies who shot them in the back.

But at the same time as the gunshots sound, these abnormal zombies will also be discovered. Under the gaze of the eye-like stars, the sleeping ballads will immediately echo on the battlefield, allowing these dead to return to a peaceful sleep.

Times have changed, and the Church of Death's attack methods are no longer limited to simple spiritual attacks and zombies. They have begun to actively learn how to use various advanced weapons and steam machinery.

One of the zombies actually touched the rumbling spiritual material cannon, but the church member behind the scenes didn't know how to use it. In the end, he lit a torch and detonated all the surrounding cannons, almost completely destroying all the cannons and ammunition.

The bishops and generals in the Loen army looked grim. The battle with the Church of Death should not last too long. The longer it dragged on, the more corpses there would be. There would not be enough holy water to sprinkle on the battlefield, and there would not be time to hold a requiem ceremony for the corpses. The number of zombies driven by the Church of Death would increase, and finally the number of undead and zombies would exceed the number of living people.

During this period of battle, the manipulation of the Church of Death became more and more lifelike, and if you didn't look closely, they looked no different from real people.

In terms of driving spiritual creatures, the extraordinary people of the "Sleeping Ones" path are also slightly inferior. It is difficult for them to drive spirits other than those they have contracted with from the hands of the "Dead Soul Mentors". Fortunately, the Northern Continent has various ways to drive them. From time to time, "Mysterious Weakening" and "Purifying Light" can effectively drive away spirits and zombies. Combined with "Misfortune" and already excellent equipment, the Church of the God of Death does not have too many advantages.

However, with the joining of Mr. A, a member of the Aurora Society who represents the "true creator's position", the tense battle situation has changed.

He lurked in the shadows, quickly dissolving the bodies that were no longer under control on the battlefield into a black sea of ​​blood, drowning Intis's army.

The priest, bound by shadows and flesh, was horrified. He raised the golden holy emblem in his hand, and the battlefield shone brightly:
"God said..."

The black knight in black armor suddenly appeared under the night sky, his scarlet eyes fixed on the priest of Intis, revealing a ferocious hatred for the sun's rays.

The earth shook, he stepped on the sea of ​​flesh and blood, wielded the heavy black sword, and cut off the priest and the holy emblem in his hand with one stroke!

The priest was cut diagonally from the shoulder to the waist, and the upper and lower parts of his body were dislocated and separated along the cut.

The light disappeared under the night sky, and the power of purification gradually dissipated. The undead of the Church of Death quickly filled the area and began to erode the flanks of the Loen army.

The armor turned into shadows and dispersed. Mr. A stood in the middle of the sea of ​​blood, holding the cross in his hand devoutly and praying in a low voice.
At night, Klein disguised himself as Hugh and sneaked into Mr. X's Beyonder gathering.

As he walked through the living room, Klein's inspiration was triggered. He felt invisible gazes coming from nowhere and sweeping over him.

He pretended not to notice anything, entered the living room in front, examined the environment, and found a position that was not far from the main seat but not too close.

And the moment he passed through the door, all the attention disappeared.

If the "ghost" hadn't been isolated by three seals, it would have probably been discovered just now... Mr. X is not as bold and crazy as he appears... Members of the Aurora Society generally give people a crazy feeling because of their style of doing things, and this impression sometimes just happens to become a disguise... Klein sat down while thinking, and pulled up his hood to hide his face deeper in the shadows.

After about ten minutes, when almost all the party members had arrived, Mr. X, wearing a brass mask, came to the door without any movement, stepped inside, and walked towards the main seat.

He was wearing a black classical robe and a pointed wizard's hat. As he walked, he had a restrained aura, yet made everyone present lower their heads unconsciously.

After turning around and slowly sitting down, Mr. X looked around and said in a low voice:

"let's start."

The distance was within four meters... Klein did not rush to take action. He retracted his gaze and patiently watched several party members exchange the information of the unlucky person for gold pounds, and listened to Mr. X's occasional responses.

As time passed, the focus of the gathering began to shift from Mr. X's bounty to the transactions between them. Klein no longer hesitated and pinched the first joint of his index finger with his left thumb twice, activating the "Spirit Line" vision.

A series of illusory black lines immediately appeared before his eyes. They emerged from different people and spread to infinity.

After a brief analysis, Klein secretly manipulated Mr. X's "spiritual thread".

In his plan, there are two main difficulties in the mission. One of them is that Mr. X, who has the "Astrologer" sequence in the previous sequence, and the Aurora Saint who may be hiding in the dark, may have a premonition of danger and keenly perceive abnormalities when they begin to manipulate the corresponding "Spirit Line".

Other "Masters of Secret Dolls" would most likely be helpless in this regard, but Klein was different. He still had the identity of "The Fool" and the power of the mysterious space above the gray fog to borrow. He could rely on the interference of the "Paper Angel" in advance to eliminate hidden dangers.

The meeting went on without any abnormality. Ten seconds passed in a flash, and Klein only had three seconds left to initially control Mr. X. However, this envoy of the Aurora Society was unaware of the deal and was looking at it with a deep gaze. It was unknown what he was thinking.

At the critical moment, Klein stopped on his own initiative!
He barely maintained his progress, pulled out one hand, put it into the secret pocket of his hooded robe, and touched the iron cigarette box that was blocked by the "Spiritual Wall".

Klein immediately moved his finger and poked it lightly, removing the "spiritual wall" and letting it turn into a breeze in his pocket.

He retracted his hand and waited for several seconds until Mr. X looked to the other side before he continued to manipulate the "Spirit Line" downwards.

Two seconds, one second, zero seconds!

Mr. X's thoughts suddenly became stagnant, as if someone had poured freshly mixed cement into them.

……

Behind the curtain of shadows, the Dark Saint listened attentively to the news about those with unusual luck, searching for potentially useful information based on his experience and the records within the Aurora Society.

Mr. X and the "Secret Saint" seemed to have had several exchanges recently, and seemed to have some other ideas about "confession". But their piety had never wavered, and they did not cause trouble or deliberately disobey. Since it involved a saint, the Dark Saint turned a blind eye.

Finally, the party came to an end, and Mr. X said in a low voice without any abnormality:
"Finish."

His words were very concise, and exactly the same as the ending last time. This was what Xio had described to Fors.

A slight rustling sound gradually came from the living room, which should be the party members getting up and preparing to leave.

The Dark Saint also recorded several pieces of information that might be useful, and after everyone had left, he arranged with Mr. X to conduct a follow-up search to confirm their authenticity.

At this moment, his temple suddenly jumped, and then a sonic boom so loud that it could temporarily deafen people exploded in the living room behind the wall. A terrifying hurricane that was visible to the naked eye came out from nowhere and quickly formed in this small building!
Enemy attack!

Someone is lurking in!
The Dark Saint made a judgment immediately, but for a moment he could not figure out how the other party deceived his eyes.

He immediately urged the shadows in the corner of the living room to extend their arms to protect Mr. X, who might not have time to open the door and escape. However, those shadow hands unexpectedly missed. At the moment before the "tornado" was fully formed, Mr. X took two steps to the left as if he had foreseen it, and walked to an inconspicuous little man who had never spoken!
Xesma's pupils shrank slightly.

The "tornado" was fully formed, and the tables, coffee tables, sofas, and high-back chairs in the room flew up in an instant. The violent tornado cracked the walls, took away the roof, and swept towards the entrance of the alley. Some of the members who attended the party were at the edge of the wind and were thrown directly far away, while others were pushed forward by the wind pressure and stumbled forward and ran to other places.

The tornado that shot straight up into the sky was like a terrifying giant, staggering towards the entrance of the alley and towards the street. Wherever it passed, the ground was clean without a single trace of anything left.

The wall of the small building was already crumbling. The Dark Saint left his hiding place and blended into the shadows in the corner of the street. He stared up at Louis Wayne who was being thrown around in the gradually receding storm, and also stared at the little man who was suspected to be an enemy.

They were thrown to another nearby street by the wind at the same time, as if it was calculated!
The Dark Saint immediately chased after him, running towards his destination along the shadowy gaps in the wall. During the process, he kept his eyes fixed on the sky above, only to see the little man suddenly pull out an ancient revolver from his arms, point it at Mr. X's head in the air, and pull the trigger!

The huge impact caused Mr. X's head to tilt back sharply.

His head and his brass mask broke into countless pieces at this moment, carrying red and white liquid and flying in all directions.

One shot is fatal!
The Dark Saint was filled with shock and anger. At the moment of firing, he sensed the spirit of the small enemy. He should be a mid-sequence warrior. Judging from his movements and behavior style, he did not look like a "sailor". The inexplicable "tornado" that appeared before was completely understandable. Either the opponent was holding a level 1 "sailor" path seal, or he had items related to the "record" on him!

Almost instantly, Kosma guessed that Mr. X, Louis Wayne, died from the revenge of the Abraham family.

But he would never let the person who killed the Aurora Society's messenger leave. The shadows on the surrounding streets twisted, as if filled with dark and strange invisible liquids. They flowed over and quickly condensed to form a solid cage.

In such darkness, shadows came to life, and all their cold gazes fell on the assassin.

The assassin opened a book, and suddenly silver lightning poured down like rain. It was the "lightning storm" that the "sailor" passed by!
The silver-white lightning blocked the shadow of the Dark Saint and also attracted the attention of the Bishop of the Storm Church. Before Xesma's shadow hand touched the assassin, the other party opened the door and left calmly.

The alley, which was littered with wood chips, gravel, cloth strips, and various debris, had become a flattened meeting house. In the shadowy area, the Dark Saint hummed softly:
"Damn it!"

Then, thunder was heard in the sky, and strong winds and thunderstorms came.

"Deep Blue High Priest" Raydar Valentine discovered lightning that did not belong to him, and also discovered the Aurora Saint illuminated by the light of lightning.

Rather than attacking the Chaos Causer who had disappeared without a trace, he was more inclined to attack the Dark Saint who was right in front of him.

TBC
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When I was thinking of a saint title for Mr. A, the first thing that came to my mind was "Blood Saint". No, that's too unlucky...

(End of this chapter)