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

Chapter 486 The Miracle of Stacking

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Unlike the "tyrant" aura of the God of Thunder that makes it almost impossible for people to raise the thought of resistance, Richard Ernst who has fallen into a state of indulgence also has a terrifying power - it is like a kind shell that has been broken, revealing its terrifying and brutal nature.

It was hatred, anger, and despair.

Everything originates from human nature and leads people to madness due to negative emotions.

Klein was fine. He was young and had a lot of life experience, so he wasn't cynical. He just felt his heartbeat quicken and his desire to destroy uncontrollably increased.

Colin and Lovia, on the other hand, were struck hard. They had to endure the pain of killing their loved ones, the oppression of bearing the dying struggle of generation after generation of hope, and the despair of finally waiting for God's guidance only to be told that the gods were dead. All of this made them unable to suppress their intense hatred for God, and they also hated the ancient sun god and the true creator. The flames of anger suddenly burned in their hearts.

Almost at the same time, they cast almost cursing glances in the direction of God, filled with intense hatred.

Richard's joints were twisted, his body was crouched, his hands turned into wolf claws, his sharp claws were solidified into a dark color by countless blood, and the joints of his legs were bent backwards, tearing his formal trousers, revealing his limbs that were as good at running and jumping as wolves.

He did not choose to use the form of a mythical creature, but instead chose the "werewolf" state with the strongest desire to attack!
Klein didn't see his movements clearly at all. The next moment, he had disappeared from the spot. However, flickering figures kept appearing on the complicated glittering ornaments on the body of God, the "Dark Angel" Sasriel. At the same time, the "Dark Angel"'s movements seemed to be restricted in some way. As long as he moved his joints slightly, a clicking sound would be heard, and the luster of wood would quickly appear on his skin.

The eyes of the "Dark Angel" suddenly turned golden, and a dazzling light was about to rise, to purify the "divine evil" that was in the way.

But at the same time, a thick darkness suddenly appeared around the God of Thunder, which actually suppressed the sunlight, resulting in one gaining strength while the other diminishing!
opportunity!

Klein didn't care whether he would be killed by God's glare. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward, ready to summon the "Scepter of Poseidon".

In an area filled with the aura of the God of Thunder, the power of the "Scepter of Poseidon" skyrocketed. Even a casual wave of the hand without any spiritual power could bring about terrifyingly powerful lightning.

Just when Klein was ready to give the God of Thunder a fatal blow, the God of Thunder suddenly snorted heavily.

It was like a thunderclap rang right next to his ear. Klein couldn't help but shiver. Just as he was about to think about why this god always looked furious, his spiritual intuition showed him a picture:
The brass eyeball on the floating book in the Thunder God's hand looked at him. The next second, Klein's body was like a sketch encountering an eraser, being erased inch by inch, and quickly disappeared from the spot.

"secret"!
The "Reader" can simulate the power of other paths! Just now, He simulated the shadow power of the "Hanged Man" path. I have come into contact with several "Readers", but how come I just forgot about this matter... Klein was delighted. With the blessing of "Secrecy", although it may not be possible to completely deceive God's eyes, it is much better than giving it away under His nose!
Klein calmed his mind. This was the first time he observed the things around him from a "hidden" state, but he had to seize the opportunity.

——In the "secret" state, the real scenes he saw were covered with dark fog, and he could only roughly distinguish where he was and what was around him, and he could not influence the outside world. If it were not so, he could switch to the "secret" state and secretly manipulate Sasriel's "spiritual line", which would be a nearly unsolvable method.

Klein wasn't sure how long the "stealth" could last. After roughly determining the location, he walked carefully in the direction of the target.

The stage had been destroyed, and the chamber had been blown up into the sky, but the first "blasphemous slab" still stood there. It was the most likely thing that God would need besides the body of the "Dark Angel".

Klein began to approach the "blasphemous slate".

He didn't know that when he was just hidden, God's eyes moved slightly and directly locked onto the area where he was "hidden".

Although He can now open only one eye, it does not prevent Him from easily seeing the "secret" with His own eyesight and status. Even though He has not fully recovered and has not fully returned, and cannot truly see through the "secret" at present, He can keenly feel that in the empty area, Klein Moretti is approaching Him, and will approach the "blasphemous slab" in twelve seconds according to the route predicted by Him.

This is the power of "omniscience".

However, just when God determined Klein's current position and coordinates and was about to send a divine-level thunderbolt there, a storm of knowledge suddenly blew up in his mind. In an instant, countless people confused the concept of "Klein Moretti".

The identity information and life profiles of countless black-haired and brown-eyed young men who looked like Klein appeared in God’s mind at the same time.

Pedro Caton, a citizen of Rune, lives in East Chester County, has a younger sister, who is 22 years old and has just graduated from college. Tito Duran, a former citizen of the Republic of Runeburg, is now a citizen of Runeburg County. He has an older sister and a younger brother, who is studying at the University of Runeburg Capital and is about to complete his last year of study. Cirillo Oliver, an Intis native...

God temporarily lost his target "Klein Moretti".

But God does not agree with the information warfare of the demon of knowledge.

He directly switched his target to the "Lord of Mysteries" and limited the search scope to the "Giant King's Court".

Suddenly, "Klein Moretti" reappeared in the field of vision, and was closer to the "blasphemous slab" than before.

In order to prevent the Demon of Knowledge from confusing his cognition again, God spread the black wings behind the "Dark Angel". Several feathers fell down one after another. After landing, they turned into snake-like black shadows and pounced directly towards the area where Klein was, forming a circle on the ground.

Klein's pupils suddenly shrank in the "Hidden" state. Just as the circle was about to take shape, a flaming knife suddenly flew over and cut off the shadow, allowing Klein to step out at the last second.

Medici had changed into a more comfortable and familiar position and sat on the chair, with his legs crossed on the table. He lit a cigarette for himself and laughed at Ouroboros beside him:
"I think my hand slipped just now."

Ouroboros glanced at Him and lowered his head again.

God smiled and didn't care about this little episode. He raised his finger slightly, and the wind and information storm immediately surrounded the "blasphemous stone tablet". Klein, who was in the "hidden" state, had to stop immediately. Although he was only a few steps away from the "blasphemous stone tablet", his spiritual intuition began to frantically alarm him, telling him that as long as he stepped into that area, he would be torn apart by the wind and be brainwashed by knowledge to death!

What to do now... Klein had to temporarily put aside his goal of directly attacking the "blasphemous slate" and began to flash around quickly, constantly changing his position to prevent being caught by God again.

At this moment, Klein suddenly noticed that the silver ornament on Sasriel's body stopped shaking and exuded bright red blood.

An illusory shadow was forced out, and it took several steps back before it could barely maintain its balance. However, a layer of black, sticky shadow appeared on his body, which obviously restricted his movements.

Richard half-bent his body with his center of gravity lowered, and his movements were more wolf-like than any "werewolf" Klein had ever seen.

He gasped for air, and scratched the black substance on his body roughly, not stopping even when he tore his clothes and flesh. Blood was squeezed out of his torn heart with every breath, and the bright blood color did not oxidize and darken in the air, but was like a rose wrapped around his body.

God looked at Him with golden eyes. Richard seemed to be struggling against something. In great pain, he scratched his scalp. The blood quickly dyed his silver-gray hair into a suspicious dark color.

"Shut up! Shut up!!"

The werewolf monster roared at the top of its lungs:
"I've had enough! I've had enough of my own strength, I've had enough of extraordinary abilities, I've had enough of the charity and gifts from you gods, and I've had enough of using the Transfiguration Curse to maintain the country again and again!!"

"Why is it that only farmers need to work hard for half a year to get food, while the harvest sacrifice only needs a prayer, and I can create countless bread and wheat with just a transformation curse!!"

Recalling everything he had just experienced in the brief hallucination, and then recalling all the experiences and things he had seen so far, Richard, who was completely in a state of indulgence and madness, let out a strange and terrifying laugh. The blood from his forehead flowed into his eyes. His world was blood red, and even the sun in front of him and the clear sky in the distance were a creepy blood color.

Looking at His appearance, Klein began to think for the first time in a long time:
"Angel of Temperance"... should be a member of the Temperance Faction?
"Why is it that a doctor who has been practicing medicine for more than fifty years can't cure diseases better than a young kid who just drank a potion?!"

"Why can the so-called strong and high-ranking people control resources and power for hundreds or thousands of years and are unwilling to die, while the people who truly created this world, built factories and houses, and maintained the stable operation of society are treated as meaningless firewood and burned at will!!"

Richard's hatred burned, and he vented his anger:

"Why——"

“——Why should even the only fair thing about humans being able to have only one life be taken away by that damned extraordinary power!!”

His accusation was interrupted by thunder and sun flames falling from the sky, and a pure and brilliant beam of light suddenly descended on him. While Richard was dodging the beam of light, another thunder with amazing momentum happened to strike fiercely at the place where he landed, and bricks and stones flew everywhere. Regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, the two gods expressed their dissatisfaction with the angel of temperance at the same time.

Klein was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of the God of Thunder with some disbelief. He found that the God of Thunder's expression had not changed, and the look he gave Richard was even more impatient, and even seemed to have murderous intent that had existed for a long time.

Klein's breathing stopped for a moment.

Richard was well prepared. He carried the pure flame burning on his body and lightly endured the burning sensation that was enough to make Lovia roll back and forth in pain. He suppressed it and then looked up at the sky.

The Angel of Temperance gave a false and sarcastic smile:

"Do you want to kill me too?"

The God of Thunder certainly would not lower himself to answer the words of a cult leader who was only at Sequence One, but Richard didn't care at all. The smile on his face became even more evil, and his eyes were filled with deep hatred.

"I also hope you die quickly." "Oh, not you. I hope all gods die. It would be best if they disappear from this world immediately."

The next moment, a lightning spear dropped from the sky and nailed Richard to the masonry.

Klein's jaw nearly dropped to the ground, while Medici's eyes widened, not knowing whether to laugh at Leodro first or marvel at this big provocateur who was not on the hunter's path.

Only then did he realize how treasonous Richard Ernst's words were. He was simply cursing all the high-ranking people and even the gods in the world! And he... Klein, who was about to become a "high-ranking person", did not react to these treasonous words immediately because he came from the old era, from an era when everyone could achieve a certain degree of equality and everyone had only one life.

In his heart, he actually agreed with Richard's words.

Of course he agreed. If he didn't agree, how could he take the initiative to fund their charity organization, repeatedly turn a blind eye to Richard taking his money, and even take the initiative to agree to share the family property?
After figuring this out, Klein recalled the way the God of Thunder looked at Richard as if he were looking at a talking corpse, and cold sweat broke out silently, almost soaking his clothes.

God looked at Him with an inquiring look:
"Your desires are doomed to be impossible to achieve. In this case, it is better to obey your shallow desires and surrender to the world of happiness."

"I don't care about the happiness you talk about at all!!"

"Because I am so pathetic, so pathetic that I am a useless ant-like human being. I simply cannot believe in the illusory world you are talking about. But I was born here, and all I see is the present. This crazy world that makes me desperate is the world I truly depend on to survive!"

The God of Thunder would never kill his temporary teammates when facing a powerful enemy. He only gave the outspoken cult angel a small punishment, which was not fatal.

But He didn't mind sending this guy off with a thunderbolt after the battle. After all, as an enemy, He was very good.

Richard tore the thunder gun into pieces with his zombie hands, sneered, and a lot of blood flowed from the wounds in his throat and body. He looked like a devil:
"I will hate you forever! I curse you, I curse the gods, I curse myself, and I curse the whole world!"

"Either let all ordinary people die, or you gods with extraordinary powers will die together!!"

As he spoke, he stood up shakily, and his body suddenly passed through the spiritual world and appeared right in front of the "Dark Angel". The three of them looked at each other, Richard's figure disappeared, and an illusion appeared in Sasriel's eyes. His body quickly became stiff and turned into a puppet.

Pure rays of light then burst out from Sasriel's body, the sky became brighter and brighter, and there was no longer a trace of darkness in the entire Giant King's Court, and nothing could hide anymore.

"The Realm of No Darkness"

But the "ghost" is hiding in His body at this time!

As Richard set off, Medici, who had been forced to watch the battle, finally couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up suddenly, and when he saw that Ouroboros did not stop him, he immediately drew out a flaming sword from the air, rushed forward, and nailed the Dark Angel's hand, which was about to be raised, back to the armrest.

God turned his head and looked at Him calmly.

"You betrayed me again." He sighed softly.

Medici's pupils suddenly shrank, but he gritted his teeth and pressed the flaming sword in his hand down a little more.

good chance!
As the light exploded, the trident in the hand of the "God of Thunder" was raised high again, and the entire sky was as bright as day. All the light gathered at the tip of His trident, like a crack in the night sky, condensing into a "Spear of Divine Punishment" made entirely of blazing white thunder!
With a crackling sound, it seemed as if the sky was torn apart. The spear of light pierced through the sacred flames and accurately hit the head of the "Dark Angel".

A brilliant, blinding light suddenly burst out, completely covering the area. Even Klein, who was trying to gather his crazy thoughts, had no way to dodge because he was too close. He couldn't help but close his eyes and twist his face. He felt that one "Spirit Worm" after another was evaporating, and that the connection between the corrosive power of the "Profane Slate" that had not yet been fully established had been purified a lot.

Then, a sun rose behind the "God of Thunder". He and God looked at each other for a moment across the flames and thunder. The latter smiled slightly, not angry or impatient, as if he was just feeling simply happy after appreciating a fight in which the weak had given their all.

The figure of the "Dark Angel" Sasriel vaguely emerged, twisting and swaying in the blazing white light and sacred flames, fading and melting.

On the other side, Klein, who acted almost at the same time as the "God of Thunder", quickly approached the iron-black throne. His "stealth" state just ended, and his figure instantly appeared on the right side of the target.

Then, he summoned the "Scepter of Poseidon" without hesitation and pointed it at the gray and ancient stone slab.

Without bothering to read the above content, Klein quickly outlined a kind of extraordinary ability that he was very familiar with in his mind.

Boom!

Silver-white electric snakes leaped out, carrying a strong aura of destruction, and densely slashed towards the first "blasphemous slab".

This is the "Lightning Storm" from the "Scepter of Poseidon"!
Blessed by the breath of the God of Thunder, it instantly reached the angel-level "Lightning Storm"!
Boom!

In the silver-white light that illuminated the surrounding area, illusory, nearly invisible, and difficult-to-describe "lights" of specific colors appeared between the first "blasphemous slab" and the "Dark Angel" Sasriel. They evaporated and broke one after another under the tearing of the terrifying thunder.

Then, the shadows covering the walls, stone pillars and floor tiles began to disintegrate, revealing inch by inch of orange-red light.

This palace, hidden in the Giant King's residence and coexisting with the real world, finally lost the power to continue to sustain itself and could no longer isolate itself from outside influences.

This also means that the special evil spirit that lost contact with the "Chaos Sea" has truly been purified.

Just when the Shadow Palace began to collapse but had not yet completely disintegrated, an invisible force suddenly arrived and turned into a giant shadow hand. It followed the illusory "light" between itself and the first "blasphemous slab" to grab the object and sank into the sea of ​​illusory light and shadow together.

In the sky, the Demon of Knowledge was watching the overall situation. He thought for a moment and waved towards the distant sea.

In an instant, countless "mud dots" were scattered and grew out of the ground. They were endowed with digitized souls and identities by knowledge and information and transformed into human figures.

The people of Moon City and Silver City were all "refreshed" to an open space outside the Giant King's Court, where they closed their eyes and fell asleep, waiting to be awakened.

There is no Amon among them anymore; they are all pure humans.

Then, just as Klein was about to take a breath, the tattered theater curtain in the air suddenly turned into a set of data, falling straight down from the air and arriving in front of Klein.

The latter was slightly startled.

Then, without hesitation, Klein picked up the data that symbolized the Beyonder characteristic of the "Miracle Worker".

The moment he touched it, Klein's mind flashed with its appearance restored to its extraordinary characteristics. Its shape was like a heart, as transparent as crystal, but with tiny bubbles popping out from time to time, and each bubble seemed to contain an illusion.

The darkness instantly condensed and became deep, as if countless eyes were open at the same time.

He pondered for a moment and integrated the data into his body.

With a loud bang, Klein's spirit was torn apart.

TBC
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Two hours later.

"I'm sorry. I seemed to have said some very extreme words when I was in a state of indulgence before."

Richard stood on the beach, with waves of water rushing to his feet, leaving dark marks on the sand.

"Please don't take it to heart, and don't worry that what I said in that state will cause a rift in our friendship."

As He spoke, He tore off a piece of cloth from his tattered white shirt and wiped the dusty and bloodstained lenses of his glasses, then wiped his face. Although he was dressed in rags, his movements were respectable and effortless. Looking at Him, Klein couldn't help but think of Edward Vaughn.

They are so similar, worthy of being teacher and student. Although their personalities and beliefs are very different, not to mention their temperaments, even their behavior styles and tones of speech are subtly similar, and they are simply the same in their dark side.

Richard didn't sense what Klein was thinking. He took care of his appearance and smiled at Klein kindly:
"Congratulations on your successful advancement to Sequence 2."

"Welcome to the world of mythical creatures."