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

Chapter 500 It’s always like this
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"Two hundred years ago, the ones who came to kill me were the two demigods from the Church of Intis."

Richard still kept a smile on his face, which made the tense atmosphere look like the three of them were greeting each other. "That's great. Now those two churches are destroyed. From the gods to the believers, none of them lived longer than me. Two old guys, are you planning to die here too?"

"A shameless cultist."

The Pope of the Church of Darkness did not speak. He stood there very quietly, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

The triple-crowned Gad II laughed in anger, looking like he really wanted to teach Richard a lesson on how to respect the righteous gods, but this area was filled with a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere, which to a certain extent neutralized his temper.

But he didn't express his dissatisfaction, because the power of tranquility would not affect thunder and storms, but would only make him more calm and rational, which would have a greater negative effect on the "abomination" who relied on "indulgence" to exert his power in front of him.

They didn't say anything to each other. Things had developed to this point, and there was no need for recruitment, persuasion or threats.

The three angels knew that only the death of one of them could end it.

Regardless of the combat capability, support or overall strength, the one who should have died is this damned and hateful "Angel of Temperance".

The highlands that occupied the northeastern part of the southern continent, almost one-third of the entire continent, must be taken. The land, gold, spices and people here will all be dominated by the Loen Empire. After completely destroying this tenacious cult organization, the people of Loen came back here, completely occupied this place, spread Loen's culture and social customs, and took this land into their pockets, turning it into an enclave.

Resolve all domestic conflicts and economic problems in one fell swoop, and be ready to attack Balam, who is just across the wall.

"…The Grim Reaper is such an idiot."

Richard's smile turned cold:

"Just like the idiots I've seen before, they can't tell who the enemy is."

Sua was born more than 900 years ago, and Reinette died only a few years ago, but the split of the Rose School has existed since ancient times. The concept of "indulgent faction" existed almost before Sua was born, but the emergence of Sua and the clear guidance of the Mother Tree of Desire allowed the "indulgent faction" that originally vented without thinking to find the concept they needed and gradually began to grow stronger.

What is advocated in the country is the "Puritan" style of asceticism that restrains desires. In addition, as the country's guardian princess and God's messenger, Renette Tinicole is more inclined to the mysterious side, and the domestic atmosphere is relatively "ideally peaceful."

When the old Highland Kingdom was about to be destroyed by foreign enemies, many people in both the Temperance and Indulgence factions realized the importance of resistance. There were smart people in the Temperance faction who could distinguish between friends and enemies, and there were also some useless people in the Indulgence faction who were arrogant at home but submissive to others.

For a time, there were frequent personnel changes between the two factions, but they regained the harmonious appearance that they had at the beginning when they were in confrontation and unity.

Some brain cicadas are simply unaware of the legal status of their nobility and their ties to the state, and insist that heretics are more hateful than foreign invaders.

They watched, condoned, and even dealt with their compatriots who were willing to break the rules and resist, wanting to use the enemy to eliminate dissidents in the resistance army... These reasons, coupled with the main reason that the country's national strength was already weak, together contributed to the kingdom's demise.

What’s even more unfortunate is that the royal family basically belongs to this category.

This type of people often hold a rather foolish idea. They believe that they are strong enough to protect their lives under any circumstances. Even if the country is destroyed, they can still gain a certain status in the extraordinary world, just like those secret organizations that have been passed down for thousands of years. But they don’t know that the gods of the highlands are not that strong, and there are too many enemies. Without the support of the country, they are nothing more than walking extraordinary characteristics that can be slaughtered at will.

The bad news: A wise monarch is a major obstacle to the abolition of feudal rule.

Good news: Highlands doesn’t have it.

Richard is no longer angry with short-sighted guys. Anyone who has seen people in almost every period of his life causing the general direction to collapse due to his own short-sightedness and petty gains will also become calm. After all, it is often others who suffer, and they cannot escape in the end.

He only hopes that these people will die soon.

"How annoying! You two old guys are just wasting my energy."

"If I were you, facing an enemy like me, I would deprive him of his extraordinary characteristics and then hang him in public, or behead him and use this method to undermine our morale. If you still need some living people as slaves, you should not exterminate us directly."

Richard looked at the moon in the sky:

"I think you guys are planning this as well..."

A howling cold wind suddenly blew up, and the temperature in this area seemed to suddenly drop by dozens of degrees.

The Night Pope's eyes flashed, and he, who was good at controlling spirits, saw the other party's figure suddenly disappear and become blurred, and then quickly approached the location of Gad II!

As expected, he was planning to attack and control Gad II first, and then use the lightning storm to attack me... The soul-soothing ability of the "Darkness" path is quite restraining to the "Indulgence" state, and although the thunder of the "Sailor" restrains the spirit, it has no means to deal with the resentful souls hiding in other people's bodies. The Pope of the Night had anticipated Richard's behavior, and Gad II was obviously aware of Richard's purpose. He raised the scepter in his hand slightly, and the endless silver-white lightning storm instantly filled the entire space.

But nothing was struck by the lightning. Just as the Pope of Night was paying attention to Gad II, and Gad II was paying attention to the figures that might appear within the range, the former's movements suddenly paused, and the power of soul-resting was thrown onto Gad II!

"So I won't give you this opportunity."

The Pope of the Night said this sentence uncontrollably, and at the same time, Richard's figure appeared in both his eyes. He raised his hands, one hand pinched his neck, and the other hand was clasped into a knife, stabbing his heart!

"presumptuous!"

Gad II was furious, but he did not attack rashly. Instead, after observing the situation of his companions, he decisively summoned a lightning storm, filling the entire space with the aura of the majestic gods.

The lightning gradually approached, engulfing the Pope of Night.

Pfft!

He stabbed his hand into his chest and felt his beating heart.

The Pope of the Night did not completely lose control of himself. In this secret space blessed by the gods, his power was greatly enhanced. Although his neck was pinched to the point of cracking bones, he still sang a sporadic ballad from his throat, trying to expand his peaceful and restful mood and influence the "God's Evil" who had now entered a state of indulgence.

He behaved quite calmly, not only because of his combat experience and personality, but also as Richard said - under the watchful eyes of God, they could not die.

His efforts had some effect. He felt that his fingertips seemed to be under his control again, and the violent emotions in his heart also disappeared. The Pope of Night, whose face had turned red and whose blood was rushing to his body in the fatal crisis, immediately loosened his hand that was holding his heart. If he had been a little slower, the organ would have been crushed by his own hands.

But then, the tranquility did not disappear.

The Pope of Night felt his mood quickly become calm, he became desireless, and his spiritual power became quiet. His brain was empty, his thoughts stopped, and in an instant he lost interest in everything and his desire for life.

His eyes were dull, his vitality was rapidly weakening, and even specks of light began to gather on the outside.

Gad II's eyes suddenly widened.

The other party is still alive, but has begun to show extraordinary characteristics!

...This scene had never appeared before when facing Suea, but it was obvious that this skill would take some time. Gad II barely hesitated, and directly condensed a terrifying lightning spear in his hand and threw it hard.

The body of the Pope of Night shook slightly. Although his breath and demeanor looked like a dead man who had just been buried, he still dodged the attack and rushed to Gad II in the lightning storm like a walking corpse.

Gad II wanted to turn into lightning and retreat, but his triple crown and his papal vestments became as heavy as a thousand pounds, sealing his movements, and only a small amount of spiritual energy could be dissipated.

The next moment, he felt two wolf claws with coarse hair grabbing his neck, claws as sharp as knives cutting his flesh, and two wolf claws piercing his chest, violently tearing apart his ribs and turning the organs inside into a ball of rotten meat. "You really underestimated me, old man."

The Night Pope had a rather disdainful expression on his face with his eyes closed, and his tone was burning with anger and mockery:

"Why do you think I'm called the 'Angel of Temperance'? To disgust the temperance faction?"

"Because for me, I am suppressing my madness all the time: I want to rush into your city and kill people, I want to tear out the tendons and skin all your church members, I want to summon the Mother Tree of Desire and Sua to descend in your capital!... But I can still restrain myself from doing these things, so I have to do charity without restraint and do what I want to do regardless of the cost. I am so tolerant that they all recognize me as the most restrained one among the indulgent faction. I endured until one day, I suddenly realized that this is also my "indulgent" state."

"I indulge myself all the time, but in their eyes I am a symbol of moderation."

The Pope of Night smiled, revealing his neat white teeth, and slowly uttered the curse that had been brewing for a hundred years:
"go to hell."

boom.

A small flower of blood exploded between Gad II's brow and heart, instantly dyeing half of his body red.

The curse instantly lowered His spirit, but He closed His eyes uncontrollably, His spirit became quiet, and His life stopped draining away.

Then, the starlight fell, and Richard's translucent spirit was uncontrollably pulled out of the Night Pope's body. As soon as he left, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, couldn't help but breathe deeply, his heart pounding, as if he had turned from a mummy back into a living person.

"...Really." Richard was not discouraged, but just complained, "When will our God be like this?"

He is too familiar with the feeling of having no support and all his previous efforts being wasted, so he no longer feels angry.

This is what He has been experiencing for hundreds of years.

Just one more time, Richard thought calmly.

……

Intis.

Treanor rubbed the cat in his hands without much interest, stroking the cat's fur, which he had just licked smooth, over and over again.

He was in a daze in the lounge with floor-to-ceiling windows. Tang En was taking his third nap in the back. The easel in the corner had not been touched for a long time. He didn't want to go with the members of the Church of the God of Mysteries to eliminate the stubborn elements among the nobles, add decorations to the street lamps, or attend the dinner. The middle and senior members of the Iron Cross Society began to develop personal hobbies because they had no tasks recently. Most of them became fishermen. Every day, they could see hunters showing off everywhere in the corridor.

"I caught a 20-pound fish yesterday!"

“Who asked you?”

As he was feeling around, Treanor suddenly saw a hand reaching out from his shadow. The arm in a suit fumbled around for a while, then waved at him, as if asking him to lend a hand.

Treanor retreated tactically, and after a few seconds of psychological preparation - he hadn't had this kind of physical communication with his father for about a hundred years - he chose to reach out and grab the wrist of that hand, and without much effort, he saw his father appear in front of him. His father seemed to be in a very good mood, just like those hunters who got lost and showed off everywhere, but he obviously didn't look like he was here to invite him to dinner.

He stood up and nodded perfunctorily: "What's the matter?"

"Do you have anything to pack?" Edward asked with a smile. "We'll be leaving for a long trip soon."

Trainor was a little surprised—he usually plays the role of light bulbs and weak low-sequence burdens in things like family trips—but the current life is indeed a bit boring, so he asked curiously:
"Where?"

"To the stars."

Treanor blinked and sat back in his chair silently: "No."

"I'm not here to negotiate," Edward said. "I will take you to the stars and never come back, so you can choose whether to become an angel now or just leave with me. Sequence 3 can't live long, and I don't want to see you die soon."

"I don't want to leave." Treanor was puzzled. "If you want to emigrate, you can do it by yourself. Why should I leave the earth?"

"Because I'm going to get rid of all irrelevant humans soon." Edward said kindly, "But I can't bear to leave you."

"...You finally remembered that you are the true god of the demon path? But why did you suddenly start destroying the world?"

Treanor felt that it was a little difficult to breathe. If his biological father really did this, he would definitely be the enemy of the whole world in an instant, and it would not be surprising that his life would be in danger. However, he still didn't understand the connection between "permanent travel in the starry sky" and "destroying the world".

Edward looked lovingly at his oldest son, who was only Sequence 3. He recalled how this kid had nearly died repeatedly when he was a child because of hearing or seeing things he shouldn't have heard or seen. After thinking for a while, he decided to satisfy his son's curiosity:
"It's complicated to explain. Anyway, for various reasons, Richard is going to die, and if He dies, there's no need for me to stay here any longer... Anyway, I will clean up the humans right away, and break up some continents to take away."

Edward gestured:
"Do you understand? Is there anyone you hate? If so, tell me and I'll do it right now."

Treanor looked at his biological father with an expression as if he had just met Edward today, and repeated in disbelief:
"Richard is dying?"

Edward nodded.

Treanor stood up suddenly, and Edward immediately had to look up at him: "Where is that guy? On the high ground? I see a big dark cloud in the south... It really is the God of Thunder!"

The war bishop, who was gifted in business, immediately figured out the key points. He immediately grabbed the cat and walked away from his father, cursing to ease the anxiety and tension in his heart:

"I knew it! I knew that this day would come sooner or later!"

"It would be great if He could just be a philanthropist and rebel in the colonies. If that doesn't work, He can give up sovereignty to Intis after restoring the country! I will definitely work hard on diplomatic affairs. Why is this guy so stubborn... That kind of small country has a weak economy and national strength. A tsunami will destroy it. What's the need for restoration of independence!"

He was going to borrow the door handle from Irena and teleport directly to the high ground.

Edward stepped on his son's shadow helplessly: "You are not allowed to go."

Treanor looked back in surprise: "I want to go!"

"When Richard can't even protect himself, you'll just be a waste if you go with 3. You want to be a meat shield and force me to take action, but that's impossible."

"I……"

"You can't go." Edward repeated again, "I want to watch Him die."

TBC
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Decay: My main world self appears? I'll go check it out.

Decline: (Looks at Richard) (Looks at Amon the typist) (Looks at Tybalt) I feel like this follower isn't very smart.

(Seeing the follower use the cough attack)
Decline: ............So this guy’s “rotten meteor” was just something He spat at the Earth from the sky?

Lao Ai: What are you doing? This is so uncultured!