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

Chapter 406 Second Stage
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Klein's eyebrows twitched.

Although he knew the current situation was very dangerous, he still couldn't help but ask:

"What is the New Rose School?"

"The Rose School has been reorganized and rebuilt. We have fixed the problem of the endless ideological disputes between the Indulgence and the Temperance factions, and updated the textbook version. In the new version, we have chosen a new role-playing method to maximize personal sanity. This is the best way we can find at present." Richard said with interest, "After the implementation of the new role-playing method, public security incidents have been effectively reduced."

The puppets above stared at them shakily without making any other moves. Klein felt that Zaratul's desire to attack him had dropped to the lowest level since Richard Ernst appeared, and he guessed that the other party probably wouldn't try to stop him.

When a sequence came, Zaratul could also say that he had tried his best, but was unable to completely kill or stop the other party from leaving.

So, Klein didn't delay any longer and quickly signaled Richard to take him away from here.

During the process, he asked curiously:
"Now that there is no longer a distinction between the Indulgents and the Temperant, what should we do with the crazy elements among the Indulgents?"

"Originally, I was going to try them directly, then deal with them, recycle their special abilities, and train new people. But our Highland is now a country ruled by law, and we also have to give them an explanation as rebels. So now, according to the sequence and the crime, they will be sentenced to deprivation of extraordinary abilities and divinity for 10-150 years, and during the punishment period, they will be forced to participate in social production activities under surveillance."

The colors around them quickly became brighter. Richard pulled Klein into the spirit world and curled his lips, "These idle prisoners, lunatics, werewolves, zombies, and resentful spirits, why do they have so much energy to fight each other? It would be best if they just picked up their hoes and went to work in the fields."

“Rebels…” Klein chewed on the word.

“Hmm. Although many people joined purely to indulge their desires and to make burning, killing and looting easier, I can’t just abandon those who are devoured by hatred and sin.” Richard said, “We’ve survived for so long, and now we’ve finally restored our country and have peace, but they have to die in such pain because of the negative effects of extraordinary power. It’s such a pity.”

Klein was slightly moved, but before he could say anything, Richard suddenly looked at him and then looked into the distance of the spirit world.

"I was just about to ask, how much did you pay for Renette Tinicole's help?"

The angel of temperance pointed his hand into the distance and said, “He is right there.”

Where is Miss Messenger? Klein looked over there and didn't see any mystical symbols or hidden things.

And although she had been found, the courier, Renette Tinicole, had not shown up.

"It can be seen that He is here to help you, but He cannot enter the prototype of the old man's kingdom of God, so He can only wait outside." Richard said, "It seems that He knows how to be more humble after His death than when He was alive. What did you use to persuade Him?"

Look familiar? Well, both of them are angels from the Rose School, and they should both belong to the Temperance School. He also replaced Sua as the "God of Sin", but the messenger lady did not take the initiative to show up and recognize him. There might be something fishy... However, Klein had no hesitation to hide anything about the talisman and the reward. After all, the talisman is simple to make, and the help of the angel is rare:
"Three 'Yesterday Again' charms."

After saying that, he took out a long diamond-like talisman from his pocket, showed it to others, and introduced its functions.

Richard listened with great interest, then shook his head:
"Very interesting, and suitable for the dead and seriously injured. But 'historical projection' is of no use to me. I don't know any safe and kind people who will help, and I don't need to rely on the power of my past self."

At this time, a handful of ashes floated out of Klein's sleeves. They were the thousand paper cranes that had been burned clean and were used to pray for good luck.

As they were talking, the two of them had already passed by countless spiritual creatures.

Soon, they returned to the real world and arrived outside another secret mausoleum. Klein took the initiative to land. Just as he was about to ask Richard to destroy the mausoleum, he suddenly heard a low thunder in the sky.

Fear and majesty emanated from him. Klein lowered his head involuntarily, and his spiritual intuition sketched out a picture:
A sticky liquid-like shadow permeated from every crevice of the mausoleum before their eyes, and suddenly a bright white light appeared in the sky. After a deafening and blinding thunder, the shadow and mausoleum before their eyes disappeared, leaving only a deep pit that looked like dozens of bombs had been dropped!
It took Klein a full five seconds before he dared to open his eyes.

After opening his eyes, he saw that the place in front of him had become a deep pit as he had seen in his inspiration. This riverside plain had been completely destroyed by thunder. In the distant mountains and forests, there was a forest fire ignited by lightning. It was burning on the withered yellow leaves and was quickly sweeping around with the wind.

Klein snapped his fingers, and all the flames were taken away.

But the thunder did not stop, but became more and more intense.

Among them, there were seven consecutive thunders that were the most shocking, and like the blow that destroyed the mausoleum just now, it made people tremble uncontrollably.

This kind of scene was the first time for Klein and even Richard to see it. For a moment, he was curious about what was going on in the mind of the god of the northern continent. One second, he acquiesced to the king sacrificing his people to become a god, and the next second, he took the lead in assassinating the king who was already completing the deification ceremony.

"The God of Thunder is preventing George III's initiation into the Godhood... The God of Thunder is destroying the ritual mausoleum of the Black Emperor! But they are the gods and kings of a country, shouldn't they be natural allies?"

But, all in all, this is a good thing for Klein!
After all, with his abilities and the combined strength of the helpers he could find, it was impossible to destroy the mausoleum without stopping the deification ceremony. Although he didn't know why, Klein still breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more relaxed.

Then he heard news from the mind link. Medici's spy told him that George III was struck to death by lightning while giving a speech. The crowd outside had been dispersed. Through psychological treatment, they temporarily forgot what had just happened and waited for group psychological counseling in the future.

Suddenly, a hand reached out, grabbed his shoulder, and dragged him into a brightly colored spiritual world with no direction or sense of space!

Wasn't the deification ceremony destroyed? The mausoleum was destroyed, the speech outside was over, and the crowd was evacuated... This deification ceremony has completely failed... Klein was about to ask why Richard wanted to capture him to the spirit world, when he suddenly heard a heavy, low, and unquestionable majestic voice ringing in his ears:

"My subjects..."

"Praise my name, praise your emperor!"

"I will return and become immortal, correct the order of this world, and start a sacred war for you!"

This is... Klein's eyes suddenly widened.

Through the detailed records of the "Blasphemy Card", Klein clearly knew that the process of the "Black Emperor" resurrection had three stages:
First, “uniqueness” is separated from its owner and becomes conceptualized and abstract;

Second, the subjects of the “Black Emperor” once again heard the majestic voice of this deity;

Third, the “Black Emperor” who integrated the “uniqueness” reappeared in the “Star Realm”, and the three copies of Sequence 1 Beyonder Characteristics automatically returned to their emperor. This is an order that no other true god can reverse or stop.

“…Is it too late?” Klein muttered to himself, his brows filled with disbelief.

He was not surprised to hear the declaration of the "Black Emperor" when he returned. "Klein Moretti" was a native of Loen, and his father was an army officer. It was normal for him to have a sense of belonging to the country and to fear George III. And he did not deliberately avoid this direction. He did not have any strong resentment towards the country of Loen. The only resentment came from the royal family and the aristocracy.

Although Richard could not hear the Black Emperor's declaration to his subjects, he intuitively sensed that something was about to happen, and it was not a good thing.

The blocking operation failed, and the "Black Emperor" is about to be born.

But he couldn't figure out how He managed to advance the deification ceremony to the second stage when the speech was forcibly terminated, George III himself was punished by God, and his mausoleum was successively destroyed!
……

"Your former colleague's actions appear to have failed."

In Tingen, in the lounge of the Blackthorn Security Company, Pales suddenly said to Leonard.

Leonard tilted his head with his eyes widened. He also heard the voice of George III. In fact, he had never even seen the real king named Augustus, but the moment he heard the voice, the image of George III in a scarlet cloak appeared in his mind!
And he couldn't help but want to lower his head, swear submission to that figure, and pray for His return!
In the end, it was his faith in the goddess of night and the help of Pales that prevented him from praying to George III.

"How could this happen..." Leonard found it hard to accept this reality.

It's not just "this emperor who massacred his own people is about to become a god", but also "this seems to be the first time that Mr. Fool's plan has failed?"

"Old man, you..." Leonard wanted to ask Pales if he heard the declaration in his mind, but Leonard thought again, Pales seemed to be completely unaffected. As a great noble of the Fourth Epoch, he would not believe in the current one even if he believed in it. It must be the Emperor Solomon who has been obscured by history, so he changed the question, "Do you have any other solution now?"

Pales could see that Leonard seemed to think about it for a while and laughed:
"What can I do? Even the powerful Fool's favored ones have failed. I am just an old and weak angel."

"but……"

Leonard was about to say something when he suddenly got inspired.

"The seal of Chanis Gate seems to be in a wrong state!" Leonard jumped up suddenly. As the one with the highest sequence at present and the captain of the Extraordinary Team of "Blackthorn Security Company", he can detect the status of the underground seal room at the first time!
He took a step forward, rushed out of the lounge window like a flash, and passed through the front hall like a gust of wind.

Leonard suddenly stopped and looked around. He saw Frye, Siga, other members of his Nighthawks team, and Roxanne who was working at the front desk all made prayer gestures at the same time and put down the work in their hands!
"Praise the great emperor..." Fry muttered to himself.

"Praise to Emperor Rune, George Augustus III..." Luo Shan whispered words that she would never have said before.

"Everyone, you, ah!"

Leonard wanted to say something, but he turned his face away fiercely, walked through the members who seemed to have not noticed the captain's arrival at all, and went straight to the underground sealing room.

As expected, even the senior elders who were guarding the seal were praying, and no one noticed that there was a problem with the seal!
After walking down the stairs for a short while, a cold breeze blew over from near Chanis's door, and the familiar feeling made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Leonard activated his psychic vision and looked up. He saw that the chaotic black lines floating above him were now even more twisted and weird. Even the door of Chanis Gate looked a little wrong. It seemed to be a little crooked, with some curves that shouldn't have been there. "The seal seems to be a little messed up... How come the seal of 3-157 is serialized on 2-036?"

The seals on different seals were distorted and connected to each other in a very strange posture. Now these extraordinary powers can still offset each other, but after a short period of time, they will realize that changes have occurred in themselves and begin to use the loopholes in the seals to escape.

Fortunately, there are no Level 1 seals in Tingen right now, and Leonard is fully capable of dealing with these disordered seals.

In order to prevent these disordered seals from causing chaos, Leonard quickly walked past the two senior men who were still praying, picked up the oil lamp on the table, pushed open the heavy Chanis door, and walked into the chaotic black lines.

Similar things happened in all the churches at the same time.

Regardless of whether they were praying or using their faith in God to fight back, almost all the extraordinary people stationed in the church had to wake up and suppress the seals that leaked out of their extraordinary abilities. Countless casualties occurred in an instant.

……

In the "Ruins No. 1" outside Backlund, the witch Triss was deprived of several abilities, and then was instantly thrown out by the tentacles of the shadow. She suffered severe injuries and could die at any time.

Bang!
She crashed into the cliff wall and was almost embedded in it, with blood all over her body.

At this time, she took out an item, which was a rectangular diamond-shaped talisman.

"Yesterday again"!
"A little girl like you dares to stop me?"

George Augustus in the depths spoke in a completely different tone from before. Triss used her hands and feet to move backwards. She had just witnessed with her own eyes the entire process of the "Arbitrator" demigod guarding the mausoleum being swallowed by this "George III".

The shadow that had severely injured Triss with a light swing climbed onto the platform where she was and turned into a George III.

In other words, he turned into a man who looked exactly like George III, but had a completely different temperament.

"Black Emperor..." Triss squeezed out these words from between her teeth.

He looked at Triss struggling in the ruins and in a pool of her own blood, stroked his finely trimmed beard, and suddenly laughed:
"I remember who you are. You are the witch Triss Chick, a hostage, the original vessel of God's descent... and the lover of my youngest son."

He accepted the identity of George III, and naturally accepted these interpersonal relationships. He thought that this witch was under the instruction of the original witch to cause trouble, and waited for her to say something, but found that Triss did not refute what he had just said.

Triss didn't react to what she just said. She only clenched her teeth when she heard her name and the vessel of God's descent.

Her body suddenly began to burn with evil black flames from the inside out, and the black flames seemed to absorb all the heat from the surrounding area, causing thick ice crystals to form there. Outside the ice crystals, strands of nearly invisible spider silk intertwined in reverse, wrapping her up layer by layer, forming a huge cocoon.

Relying on these three layers of defense, Triss gained one or two seconds, then she took out a rectangular diamond-like talisman and recited:

"Yesterday!"

"what are you doing?"

He walked closer to the pretty girl step by step, and with just a simple twist, he broke the fair-skinned, graceful witch in half, with her arms and legs bending uncontrollably behind her back, as if she was doing a difficult yoga move.

Triss let out a scream, and the crisp sound of bones breaking echoed in the dark and deserted mausoleum.

"Since you're here, don't leave." He smiled as if inviting Triss to stay for dinner. "Although this is an imaginary feeling and a love created by enchantment, since he loves you so much, I will send you over to accompany him."

Transparent flames ignited in the evil black flames, and the diamond-like talisman silently collapsed and merged into the void.

This was specially provided by Klein to the witch so that the damage in three directions could be converted into the main attack point.

Triss immediately saw the gray mist, and found that the past scenes were like stars, densely scattered there:

There is him who wandered the streets in his childhood, he who was controlled by gangs and cheated and stole, he who joined the Gnosis Society and became an "assassin", he who enjoyed the end, the bloody slaughter, and people being instigated to tear off their masks and reveal their beastly nature, she who had to actively become a "witch" for various reasons, she who began to spread disasters, she who was arranged by the Witch Sect to become the mistress of Prince Edessak, she who became less and less like herself and gradually indulged in pleasure, she who was extremely panicked and eager to get rid of it but fell into a deeper hell, she who endured endless pain and chose extremes.

Triss moved her mind, and a picture enlarged, filling her entire field of vision.

In that spot of light, the lawn outside the window was green, horses were walking slowly, and the golf hole was vaguely visible.

Inside the house, museum cabinets filled with antiques blocked the view from the door.

The past Triss was standing at the edge, looking outside, with a sapphire ring on her left hand.

At that time, she was not even at Sequence 5, and did not have the power that she needs to borrow now. However, she had a ring from the Witch Cult that was closely related to the "Original Witch".

This is the ring that Triss wants to borrow!

Suddenly, this uniquely shaped ring inlaid with sapphires appeared on Triss's little finger. Unlike the past, Triss was now a Sequence 4 demigod who had been integrated with the Mark, surrendered to the "Original Witch", and undergone a great transformation.

In other words, although she is not yet a solid "vessel for God's descent", she already has the qualifications in this regard.

"What are you doing!"

His brows furrowed. Although the deification ritual had already reached the second stage and no one could stop him, he still had a feeling that something was about to go wrong!

Looking at the past scene again, Triss saw the cocoon made of spider silk breaking into pieces, the thick ice crystals melting silently, and the evil black flames being eroded. She raised her left hand, closed her eyes, smiled, and placed the sapphire ring against her forehead.

The ring melted like metal, flowing into Triss's head half real and half unreal.

Triss opened her eyes, and saw nothing but darkness.

Her hair stood up one by one, and became as thick as a small snake. Their outer layer was smooth and evil, and the top was either inlaid with black and white eyes, or had a head like a poisonous snake, with its mouth slightly open, spitting out letters. .

Around Triss, the grayish-white color spread rapidly in all directions as if it had life. Wherever it passed, the stone became hard, and other things turned into stone.

Even the figure of George III is no exception.

After all, He is not yet the true God.

Triss, whose eyes could no longer be distinguished from the whites and blacks of her eyes, slowly floated up, looking at the stone sculpture in front of her that stretched out its hand. Surrounded by the snake-like hair that covered the sky, she took a step towards the secret mausoleum at the bottom of the dark valley.

Boom!

The ground began to shake violently, muffled sounds were heard from deep within, and red meteors with flame tails appeared out of thin air, passing over the witch Triss and smashing into the mausoleum.

In an instant, the ruins suffered multiple disasters.

"Are you crazy?" There was no anger in His voice anymore, only confusion.

The incarnation of order felt extremely puzzled by the witch's actions. He even wanted to have a chat with Trisschik to see what this naive, strange witch who tried to escape from fate but ended up back in the clutches of fate was thinking!
"You love him? You love that boy? You're even willing to sacrifice your life for him? This is incredible. Are witches nowadays masochists?"

If a person of Sequence 4 forcibly accepts the power of the coming of the true God, the only outcome will be death!

Triss laughed. The skin on her face was stretched to the limit and cracked inch by inch, revealing the blood and flesh underneath that seemed to be wriggling madly.

The witch, who had become extremely terrifying, let out a "huh" and said:

“Shouldn’t a good story end with all the bad guys dead?
"For example, you, and for example, me..."

Before Triss finished her words, she took a light step with that terrifying smile and fell to the bottom of the mausoleum where George Augustus was.

She fell like a meteorite, her eyes fixed straight ahead, and the black flames around her bloomed like flowers.

TBC
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I really want to take a leave!

(End of this chapter)