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

Chapter 512 The fight between trapped beasts
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The unfamiliar voices and a coordinate information directly entered the mind of the God of Death. The giant snake that was lurking by the river suddenly raised its body and looked at the sky of the spiritual world in doubt and surprise.

"Door?"

He asked questions, but no one answered.

Klein was long gone.

The city of Calderon was affected by the source energy of the River of Eternal Darkness, and there were no doors open in the mystical sense.

The God of Death had just received the report from Azik and others that "the 'door' is suspected to be the path for the return of the true God Bethel Abraham" and the prayers of the living people in fear of the vision, when he heard the voice in his mind and the sudden appearance of the spiritual world coordinates.

And some of the remaining "Death God" believers in the northern continent are also praying for similar things.

"The 'opening door' vision that is happening around the world is stronger than my extraordinary ability... He put the information and spiritual coordinates directly into my mind, bypassing my will, proving that He is more powerful than I am... It must be Bethel Abraham's return!"

As an old hand who lived until the end of the Fourth Epoch, Salinger figured everything out in the blink of an eye.

But at the same time, another doubt came to the mind of the God of Death, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it could not be ignored:
“Since He has returned, why has He not brought pollution?”

"He has clearly been corrupted by the Outer Gods a long time ago. The Seven Lights predicted that when He returns, a great disaster will begin."

“He was contaminated by the Fallen Mother Goddess, and his mumbling killed almost all of his descendants and the Beyonders related to Abraham. Now he can still appear and even continue to communicate normally. There is nothing right at all…”

The more Salinger thought about it, the weirder it seemed. The huge feathered serpent's body was shaking slightly, showing some restlessness.

Although he was crazy, he was not stupid. He certainly remembered the angel who was closest to the throne of God. He was closer than Amon, and was almost certain to be the "Lord of Mysteries"! And it was obvious that the personality of the past Bethel Abraham was very different from that of the previous one. At least the past one was very confident in his own strength and would not do anything to instigate others to get into a melee...

That's right! After being polluted and controlled by the Fallen Mother Goddess, there are two voices in the full moon's whispers at the same time, one is "save me" and the other is "don't save me". If the Fallen Mother Goddess wanted to expand the pollution, she would definitely choose to actively communicate and trick others into rescuing Bethel... Could it be that the one who returned to the earth was this new personality that was "created" by the Fallen Mother Goddess and had been shouting "save me"?
The more Death pondered, the more he felt that his judgment was most likely correct.

The disaster has definitely happened, but it may not have expanded yet. But the Bethel just now must be fake!
It was a close call. Although I don’t know what the purpose of this fake “door” is, I almost fell for it…

The God of Death was feeling unhappy. He looked back at the coordinates of the spiritual world and found that it was also deep in the spiritual world and was still hidden.

In a battle in the spirit world, neither side has an advantage, but He will gain a certain advantage because of Calderon, who is connected to the River of Eternal Darkness. This seems to be in His favor, but the more this is the case, the more suspicious the God of Death becomes.

The person who sent the information is fake, so how credible are these coordinates and information?

"But, we should do something now..."

Just as the God of Death was about to give orders to Azik and Haitel, he suddenly felt that the darkness around him seemed to become even more gloomy.

Death looked back warily, but found no threat.

illusion?

The next moment, just as Salinger was looking at the dark world behind him and thinking with some doubt, a pitch-black sickle swept out from the darkness in front of him and cut fiercely on the neck of the god of death!
Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the entire Calderon shook dangerously in the collision between the two gods. The old bricks and stones made of spiritual structures fell down, and the spirits fled screaming, as if it would collapse at the next moment!

During the sneak attack, the sharp sickle embedded into the flesh of the feathered serpent, and was stuck tightly by scales and bones, unable to move forward!
"Mother of Heaven!"

The Grim Reaper shook his head wildly, shaking off the scythe whose blade had already touched the bone.

On the surface, he roared angrily at the assassin in the darkness, but in his heart he was ecstatic - Calderon was his home ground, and the River of Eternal Darkness was seeping from the bottom. The opponent came here and was simply walking into a trap, allowing him to be caught in it!
At the same time, Salinger suddenly understood in his heart: the fake Bethel just now, while giving him the coordinates of the Mother of Heaven, must have also told the Mother of Heaven his own location!
While he was wondering whether he would fall into the trap, the other party came at him without a second thought!
His courage is commendable... Salinger had never expected that this angel who had been unknown in the Fourth Epoch, whose brilliance was completely overshadowed by his brother Antigonus and who died without a sound, would have such courage. It was obvious that he had always been submissive to Leodero since he appeared, and he did not care about the decrease in believers or the reduction in influence. But now he would actually take action!
"You're going to kill me..."

the goddess whispered.

The seriously injured Pope had been sent back to the cathedral by Him to recover. An angel who appeared in a war at the level of gods had only two options: being a drag or dying. Although He did not like the Church of Night, it was also His anchor.

Under the black veil, Salinger could vaguely see the facial outline of the Mother of Heaven.

That face was as beautiful as that of the Mother of Heaven, and the expression between her eyebrows was somewhat similar to that of Amanissis.

This face was most suitable for expressing a calm and peaceful expression, and was worshipped like a statue on a high platform. But now, Salinger felt the targeted murderous intent from the other party. It went without saying that the face had already revealed a ferocious look like a wild wolf.

But He and Amanesis were just similar. Amanesis was always calm, cool, steady, and mysterious in controlling and consuming the lives of others. He never used all means, and it seemed impossible for him to show such an undignified expression of a desperate struggle. Even after Fregola's death, when he was bathing in blood and reaping the greatest benefits, He was still calm and even elegant while being ferocious.

And the Mother of Heaven belongs to the one whose life is controlled.

Facing this powerful and ruthless sister, He had almost no ability to resist and was suppressed. Even after waking up again, facing the Outer Gods, Leodero, and even the neighboring paths, He still had no power to fight back.

Who would have thought that such a goddess who always surrenders and obeys could actually be so brave that she would risk her life to seize the initiative in a sneak attack!

But this sneak attack was so reckless and stupid!
This series of sentences ending with exclamation marks were like the intense ecstasy in the heart of the God of Death. He mobilized the power of the River of Eternal Darkness without even thinking about it.

The Mother of Sky had already anticipated this, and the hidden power spread out, competing with the God of Death for the favor of the River of Eternal Darkness.

Faced with two gods of adjacent paths with the same basic status and equally uniqueness, the River of Eternal Darkness responded at the same time, but it was obvious that Salinger, who usually lingered by the river and had been sleeping in the river for more than a thousand years, had attracted the power first.

The dark black river water spread upwards, and white mist rose from the bottom, slowly eroding the foothold of Mother Sky.

"I am not here to die," said Mother Heaven.

His two empty arms suddenly made a lifting motion, and the two arms belonging to the magic wolf lifted up the mist, revealing the dream scene on the top of Honachis Mountain.

Then, a thick black color spread, and the figure of Mother of Heaven disappeared into the "secret".

Before the God of Death could speak, he suddenly felt dizzy in his head, and a slight chill slowly seeped into his bones from the wound left by the Mother of Heaven. In order to prevent erosion by the source, the God of Death did not use the power of the River of Eternal Darkness to repair the wound, resulting in the wound still being across his neck, and one could even vaguely see the white bones.

Signs of falling into a dream?
Using injury as a medium, the effect is enhanced and acts directly...

No, the most important thing now is, what is He preparing to do in hiding?
The God of Death flapped his wings gently, and with the help of the power of the River of Eternal Darkness, he broke through all the hidden darkness around him. But at this moment, another pair of arms lightly pressed down on his shoulders, and then the other two wolf claws directly clamped the dream on the head of the God of Death!

In an instant, the consciousness of the God of Death was temporarily captured by the dream, and the Mother of Heaven followed closely behind and hid herself.

The depths of Calderón suddenly became quiet.

……

"Antigonus."

The Mother of Heaven called softly, caressing the huge head of her brother who was dozing beside her. She wove a dream with one hand and said in a gentle tone that Antigonus liked best:
"You see, in this dream, Salinger and I both became angel kings who hold two copies of Sequence One and one copy of Uniqueness."

"Do you still remember Graygari's resurrection plan? It's in Calderon in the spirit world. Salinger has already occupied it and started trying to use the source substance 'Eternal Dark River' at the bottom to suppress me. However, my control is not as good as His, so I will try my best to drag Him into a dream."

Mother of Heaven stretched out her hand and wiped the smoky dream, and Salinger and Mother of Heaven appeared in the dream scene.

One of them sneaks into the dream wearing a veil of secrecy, and the other communicates with the River of Eternal Darkness in the dream to destroy it from the outside. Extraordinary abilities collide, and the spirits and the songs of sleep collide, and both are annihilated and fight each other fiercely.

Antigonus looked intently at the dream in his sister's hand, enjoying her comfort, and suddenly asked:

"Sister, why do you want to fight Salinger as the King of Angels?" "Because He and I will have a battle one day." Mother of Heaven combed the white hair on her brother's face. "Compared to becoming a god, becoming an Angel King seems to be a more likely future. Of course, you can just treat this as a hypothesis."

"Then why is Salinger also the King of Angels?" Antigonus turned over and rolled on the ground, becoming similar to a human. He sat cross-legged next to his sister. "He obviously became a god a long time ago, why did he lose a Sequence One?"

"This is an amendment to accommodate my assumptions."

Mother Sky lied calmly, "I will strive for victory if I am on the same level as you."

Hearing this, Antigonus sat up a little straighter, holding his chin and staring at the dream, showing his attention to his sister's battle.

He stretched out his hand, trying to infuse his power into that dream world and participate in the battle there:

"Although I am only the King of Angels, I should be able to provide you with some assistance."

"I will do my best to help you win."

For the first time in the dream, that old yet young face showed seriousness.

……

The top of Mount Honakis.

The eyelids of the sleeping Duke Antigonus trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up from a thousand-year long dream.

But He did not open His eyes in the end. Only a translucent white mask briefly appeared on His face, vaguely appearing right in front of His face, as if to cover it, yet always at a distance.

Half Fool's fingers moved slightly.

It seemed as if an invisible thread was pulled by Him, and in Calderon of the spiritual world, the body of the God of Death, whose movements were restricted by dreams, gradually became stiff, but under the suppression of the personality, he was not controlled and simply began to become a puppet.

The body gradually lost control, and the god of death in the dream also began to think slowly.

The Mother of Heaven, who had been at a disadvantage due to the shock of the dream, found the right opportunity, and with a flash of cold light on her sickle, she chopped His neck once again, at the same location of the previous wound - pushing the wound forward again, leaving a mark on the bone!
Then, He opened his mouth and slowly sang in the language of the demon wolf.

This was not the dialect of the Kingdom of Night on Mount Honachis, but the authentic howl of ancient demon wolves. These gentle or sharp howls formed a strange and ancient song, singing the bravery and madness of the demon wolf king, Flegra.

The singing constituted the third dream. The will of the god of death was dragged into a nightmare by the singing and fell into the illusion world when Fregra was still alive. In the memories of the real daughter of the demon wolf, her father was even more powerful and countless times more terrifying than when he was really alive. This memory was so real that the moment Salinger saw the figure of the demon wolf king, he remembered the pain brought by being beaten and bitten by this irrational ancient god!

In the moment when he was stunned for a moment, the huge demon wolf king standing in the eternal darkness in the nightmare pounced on him!

The black veil on Mother Sky's face was crumbling.

The three dreams that overlap and relate to each other, and the help of Antigonus, these are all the tricks He has to deal with the god of death.

"I want to live..."

I want to live... I want to live with Antigonus... I can't stand the way they stare at their prey any longer!

……

Klein didn't know that the two gods from the spirit world were fighting each other as soon as he left. He just used his extremely high movement speed to save people on the high ground.

What surprised him most was that he actually saw Sharon and Maric, who had become much more simple, in the highlands!

Almost half of the residents of this small village are Beyonders, and they seem to be forced to do all kinds of physical labor to prove that they can maintain long-term mental stability and return to normal life. But when Klein arrived, almost all the Beyonders and civilians in this small village had died, with only a few Mid-Sequences struggling under the protection of an elderly demigod.

And on the site of the old village, which had been completely submerged and turned into a small depression and lake, they were facing the "Sea King".

Yann Kottmann.

"The Sea King's jurisdiction is in the Rorsted Archipelago. He should be the fastest to arrive..." Klein threw Yan Cotman into a door that could only be opened by angels to seal it, and used the door to drain the water from the village.

But the heavy rain above our heads did not stop, and it even tended to get more severe.

"What should I do now..."

Klein originally wanted to end the battle quickly, but the more he rescued people, the more difficult it became for him.

There simply isn't enough time.

If this continued, what Klein should worry about most was that the God of Thunder would be completely enraged by him, and then a wave would come over and drown all the people from Silver City and Moon City who had just arrived in the outside world, or the entire island would sink to the bottom of the sea.

"I must drive Him back... Giving up the Southern Continent is not the only way to repay my gratitude."

"Respected God of Thunder, I thank you for your help, but I cannot sit idly by and watch my friends die and innocent people be killed..."

As for Rune—or rather Melissa and Benson—Klein decided to keep them in Rune for the time being.

This is also a gamble. At least in this short period of time, the Demon of Knowledge has not returned to Trier. If the God of Thunder really kills them with a divine punishment, then it will be useless no matter where he hides them.

Klein hardened his heart and flashed to the top of the mountain. Accompanied by a distant and ethereal call of "I came, I saw, I recorded", the records belonging to Bethel Abraham appeared before him.

Klein's eyes flashed from "Medici's Flame Javelin", "Antigonus's Puppetization", "Antigonus's Historical Projection", "Amon's Stolen Destiny", "True God-level Fire Storm", "True God-level Distortion of Order"... one by one. Finally, his eyes paused on the last few pages of this record, the pages that were obviously the wrong color.

Klein was astounded by the richness of this record, the comprehensiveness of its abilities, and the high level of its skills, but the God of Thunder was a dual-path true god.

If one wants to catch the God of Thunder, a dual-path true god, off guard, or repel him in the shortest time possible, the best choice is indeed the extraordinary abilities of the twenty-two paths that do not belong to the Earth.

Those pages seemed extremely heavy, as if they were stuck together, emitting an indescribable attraction, tempting Klein to open them.

but……

These are the extraordinary abilities of those "old times" outside the earth!

Once released, there is no God on Earth who can remove this level of pollution...

Klein's heart moved violently, and finally, he fiercely tore off the "true god-level mind link"!
With a loud bang, his will connected with a spirit in extreme rage.

The next moment, Klein transmitted his will through the mind link in this extremely short time, trying to open the "door" of the other party's will and mind!
TBC
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good night.

Speaking of which, I have an interesting thing to share with you... The plot of Suhuan 2 has caused controversy, and many parties have been arguing against each other. The most common argument is that if you are not satisfied, just write your own book... And among these arguments, this article has gradually emerged as a positive example. After all, the author of Aurora Club was dissatisfied with the original work and actually wrote a book! .jpg
Is it possible that the reputation of this article will be reversed from now on?

What is the secret of Aurora Club’s sudden offensive?
The original author ruined the sequel.

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