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

Chapter 368 Interlude
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"The Dark Saint was attacked?"

A big question mark popped up in Klein's mind: "Who is beating whom now? Why is the Aurora Society also being beaten?"

According to what he saw in the astral realm, the round that just ended was between Medici, the God of Steam and Machinery, and the Original Witch, the Hidden Sage. It could barely be seen as a matter between the evil god camp and the true creator camp. Then who was fighting the Aurora Society in Backlund now?
The more Klein thought about it, the more he felt that the situation in the northern continent would become extremely chaotic, and the situation between the gods was also very strange, no matter which aspect.

Even for a Sequence 4 demigod, in this era, with so many wars between gods, there is no way to exert a key influence. It is good enough to be able to protect himself and the people he cares about.

Wait... I know what's going on.

Klein raised his eyebrows, and then his expression slowly became solemn.

The Earth Mother Church had already been attacked as a cult organization, so the Aurora Society would definitely be treated the same way, or even worse. They would definitely be dealt with by the Storm and Night Churches, but I didn't expect that at the time.

So should I go or not?
Klein frowned tightly. He looked at the flesh squirming on the ground and hesitated for a moment.

He thought for a moment, and before the power of the secret prayer spell disappeared, he changed the flesh and blood on the ground into another line of words:

"Condition?"

After waiting for about three seconds, a piece of flesh on the ground suddenly flew up. Klein leaned back subconsciously, and the small piece of flesh also flew up and stuck directly to his arm.

Suddenly, a mess of thoughts and frenzied spirituality came flooding in. The first thing he felt was that the flesh and blood all over his body seemed to have its own consciousness, and began to flow in all directions, stretching, engulfing the walls and streets, and merging with the entire house... No! No, this is not what he felt! Klein suddenly woke up. In a few short seconds, he was horrified to see that his limbs had begun to liquefy. The next step was to flow in all directions - fortunately, the "Faceless Man" was also proficient in physical control. He immediately began to meditate, gathering his extended spirit again, reimagining his appearance, and then concentrating on feeling the information transmitted by the Dark Saint.

His mind was slowly becoming dulled - this was the peace of dreams.

He felt numbness and pain in his body - it was lightning with purifying power.

It was indeed the Church of Storm and Night... The person who appeared there was most likely the bishop of the Holy Wind Cathedral, "Deep Blue Priest" Raydar Valentine. The other person was unknown whether it was Bishop Elektra or Saint Anthony. A trace of cold sweat appeared on Klein's forehead.

Through this special method, he felt the Dark Saint's current anger and helplessness, knew why he was so anxious, and also knew why the Dark Saint could hold on until now in the face of two saints - he used the form of a mythical creature and merged with the houses in the entire stronghold, preventing the two archbishops from approaching and thus delaying time.

But this was not a solution at all. If it was delayed a little longer, the two archbishops would be able to calmly deal with an out-of-control saint.

After Klein felt that he had a general grasp of the situation, he immediately stopped the spiritual communication. Otherwise, as time went on, he would develop the desire to flatten himself, twist himself up, move his internal organs around at will, or use his flesh as storage space.

However, there was no need for him to fight the two archbishops head-on. As long as he could get the Dark Saint away, it would be fine. But it was not easy to deceive two demigods. What if one of them was Archbishop Saint Anthony? Then I would be trapped there with the Dark Saint... Klein glanced in the direction of the shelter, wondering if it would be possible to end the matter within half an hour, because the paper man substitute could only disguise for so long.

Will? No, he almost doesn't want to communicate with me in the real world...

Red Angel? No, the favor of Sequence One cannot be wasted on such a trivial matter. And I don’t even seem to know His name?
Sefirah Castle is completely useless at this point, and we still have to rely on some power we can bring out in the real world...

After thinking it over, Klein calculated the money he had on hand and took out the messenger's harmonica.

Before the whistle sounded, Klein couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head in self-mockery.

"Heh, I didn't expect that there would be a day when I would be fleeced by Aurora... It should be safer with the help of Miss Messenger, but other than that, well, I have to make some preparations for the worst-case scenario to prevent things from really developing in this direction."

The best way to do this is to hide yourself and not be discovered.

……

The uncontrolled "omniscience" finally began to shrink. And under Leodro's conscious control, the scope of "omniscience" was further reduced, and was slightly reduced to the southern and northern continents according to his needs. As time passed, Leodro's state gradually stabilized, and through the beliefs of the people of various countries, he slowly found a balance between the two paths and began to gather and restrict "omniscience". If you want to maintain long-term stability in this state, you still need to use the image of the "Lord of Storms" as the main body, and slowly let the people accept and get used to the existence of the "God of Truth" over a period of years.

It's too late... Leodro clenched his fists.

too late!
If I had done this twenty years earlier, I would have had enough time to completely merge "Omniscience" into a dual-path true God. If I had done this forty years earlier, I could even try to merge "Sun" and "Omniscience" and look for traces of Adam, or duel with the true Creator. But it's too late now, too late!
Leodro could find countless reasons for himself, such as the seven gods were still very stable twenty years ago, and the triangle was indestructible. No matter who he attacked, another person would come to stop him. He might even not want to see the birth of the two-way true god reduce his own interests, and other gods would stand on his side openly or secretly. Even if he started a war of gods, there would be no results... But would there be any results if he kept waiting? If he kept waiting, he would only be swallowed up by the tide of the times.

He is now omniscient and already knows which Twilight Hidden Society's spies are active in the Kingdom of Loen. This makes Leodro realize that a war sweeping across the northern continent is brewing, and this is Adam's plan to become a god.

If they continue to wait like this, what they will see is Adam becoming a god, the balance will be broken, and they will be defeated one by one as the fourth person. At that time, they will only become the stepping stones for Adam to become a god, and all their status, identity and power will become a dream bubble.

"Hateful."

It's a pity that I've gotten used to a comfortable and superior life, forgetting how I used to crave power. I wasn't afraid of death in order to become stronger, and I'm content with the status quo even before I reach the top. I'm gradually being worn down in a peaceful environment... Now think about it, with the doomsday crisis approaching, if "He" really uses the energy to kill Osekus and Herabergen to start the God War, will the other four gods still be indifferent? They will also re-divide the new camp for their own interests, and they will also want to make some compromises and changes in order to survive the doomsday... As long as my beliefs are firm enough, then this is my chance!
Leodro exhaled slowly.

He cast his gaze into the distance, where the vast sea was rushing towards Intis, and the angels of steam were trying their best to resist it together with Medici.

Leodro had no intention of adding insult to injury when his former companion had fallen into such a state. He no longer cared about Medici. A Sequence One who was not even a true god did not need to be taken seriously by the two-path true god. He only cared about the true creator who had not yet returned. As long as the God of Steam and Machinery was gone, they would be submerged sooner or later, just like the islands and towns that had been swallowed by the tsunami.

The battle taking place in the spirit world at this moment is still vivid in mind. The God of Death relies on the tributaries of the River of Everlasting Darkness and his control over the underworld to deal with the God of War. The sword light of the God of War tears the gap between reality and the spirit world, and these gaps are often occupied by the breath of the underworld in a very short time afterwards. The God of Death continues to use the spirit world to expand his advantage. The underworld is also growing slowly, and more and more spirit creatures and undead are summoned into it.

The god of war was forced to fall into the confines of the underworld, and the river was slowly flowing out.

In the long run, this is indeed disadvantageous to the God of War, but turning the entire spiritual world into the underworld is equivalent to directly causing immeasurable adverse effects on the real world, and other gods cannot sit idly by.

Meanwhile, Qi Guang and the Hidden Sage had already run to the farthest corner, exchanging information peacefully.

——The Hidden Sage is also a strange thing.

At the beginning, Leodro also heard the whisper-like calling in the wilderness. The echoing unknown language could be interpreted by the omniscient, but interpretation also meant being polluted by the "wilderness of knowledge", so Leodro did not listen carefully.

Keeping such a uniqueness polluted by the source is not a good thing, but the five paths of omniscience and omnipotence have no conflict of interest or hostility with the two paths that symbolize knowledge, and Leodro will not take the God of Steam and Machinery seriously.

It doesn't matter who it is.

The fight between the God of Death and the God of War has nothing to do with Him, unless they really fight to the death and merge, and finally a madman who controls the River of Eternal Darkness is born and affects His next thoughts. Other than that, nothing else matters.

He looked towards the distant eastern continent. He could vaguely see it. He could see that it was still sunny and peaceful as always, like a paradise.

Leodro moved his fingers, and for a moment, he wanted to launch a tsunami to break through the seal, which was already not very strong, and devour everything on it, including all life. But after thinking about it, he gave up.

Forget it.

He thought that there were not many people there, not enough to stabilize the spirit of the True Creator.

Let them live.

TBC
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I'm so tired. I knew it would be two-in-one!
(End of this chapter)