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

Chapter 550 The Curtain Falls
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Amon sat in a corner of the spirit world, fiddling with a crow-like spirit creature in his hand.

Suddenly, He raised his head and looked towards the starry sky, and saw that a star that had been hanging there thousands of years had quietly fallen.

That small piece of sky lost its light, but Amon still raised his head and looked at it for a long time.

It's not that he and Badhair have any deep friendship, or that he feels grief for the death of the God of War. Badhair is just an annoying thing to Amon, and one of the murderers who participated in the Redemption of Rose. Amon just fell into confusion and disorder at this moment. It seems that the powerlessness that he has been deliberately ignoring finally caught up with him after he lost the Sefirah Castle. Finally, another familiar person died. Even if it was an enemy, it made Amon feel extremely unfamiliar with the present, the future, and the whole world.

He was becoming increasingly unable to understand this world. There were fewer and fewer things and people he was familiar with. He could no longer rely on his thousands of years of experience to continue hiding and surviving.

The moment he realized that he had been tricked into leaving Sefirah Castle, Amon seemed to hear the footsteps of death getting closer and closer. The final battle that had been delayed from the Fourth Epoch to the present seemed to finally be slowly approaching Him from behind.

After a moment, Amon lowered his head.

At this moment, he no longer had any emotions towards the crow-like spiritual creature in his hand. He threw it away and watched the creature screaming and running away madly. He no longer had the mood to tease it.

In the few minutes after losing Sefirah Castle, Amon stayed in this small place without going anywhere, thinking quietly.

He was thinking about how many things he had misjudged.

As a living being, He always has his own personality and way of thinking, so sometimes it is difficult for Amon to judge whether there is a problem with his behavior after things are over. Generally speaking, as the King of Angels, He does not need to review these trivial matters. But now He has to start reviewing, and is even forced to use the power of "Cryptologist" to review and think about future plans.

"The most recent one was just now."

"The mysterious will awakened, and Sefirah Castle rejected me. Then I left Sefirah Castle out of fear of danger."

Amon waited nervously for a long time, but he did not hear the voice of the Lord of Mysteries, nor did he feel the mysterious will awaken in anyone. After those few seconds of threat and a simple trick, nothing happened.

As it turned out, the Lord of Mysteries did not awaken. The only difference from before was that He was no longer accepted by Sefirah Castle.

This was just a simple fraud, but it targeted Amon's instinctive fear of things that "might threaten his life". So Amon fell into the trap without any resistance. He did not dare to stay in the "body of the Celestial Lord" anymore, and thus lost the Sefirah Castle easily because of this fraud.

"...The will of the Lord of Mysteries must have awakened in Antigonus, otherwise he would not have used 'Fool' on me. But it was only for that moment, and after that, he did not react anymore... Maybe he fell into a deep sleep again."

With insufficient intelligence, Amon could only speculate.

"Sefirah Castle won't be empty forever. Bethel, Antigonus, and Klein Moretti will all try to contact it, but their control over Sefirah Castle should not be as good as mine when they first come. I left too hastily. If I stayed, I could use Sefirah Castle to catch anyone who enters later off guard..."

Amon didn't think about what happened after the surprise attack, because as an angel king, he didn't know what else he could do after the attack. Kill them? If it was Bethel, that seemed impossible. If it was Antigonus, he might not win judging from the way he gathered around with the will of the Lord of Mysteries. Only Klein, who was only Sequence 2, could be bullied by him.

Having lost his essence in this way, Amon was very depressed and annoyed, but what had happened had already happened, and there was no other way for him except to feel annoyed.

"Before that... maybe when the Outer God asks me whether I want to steal Antigonus' fate, I should agree?"

"But His condition at that time was such that He would become the Lord of Mysteries as soon as He was promoted..."

Thinking of this, Amon was still hesitant as always.

On the one hand, He thought that if He had agreed, He might not be in such a mess now, but on the other hand, He also knew that if He was given another chance to choose, He would still not agree. He didn't know that his current reaction was exactly in line with the words of someone in the old era, that no matter what choice people make, it is the same because they will regret it in the end.

"Maybe earlier, I shouldn't have wasted most of my time on Pales? Should I have killed Klein Moretti first?"

"But how could I have known how dangerous Klein Moretti was at that time? How could I have known that Klein would be dealt with first than Pales? Moreover, I used Him to get rid of that 'Sasriel' in the East Continent..."

"No, actually I had a chance at the beginning. At that time, Bethel had not returned yet, and the Demon of Knowledge had to maintain the two-way summoning ritual to keep an eye on the situation of the Fallen Mother Goddess. I also had a chance to use Sefirah Castle to steal the Gate's apotheosis ritual the moment Bethel returned, but - but that traitor attacked me first and forced me into the mist of history. I had no chance to do that!"

When Amon finally exhausted the opponent's power to hold him back and returned to the Source Castle, he found that things had basically been settled. Bethel had become a normal god, and Antigonus had fallen into madness. He had completely missed the opportunity to join the battle in time!
After Amon recalled everything that had happened, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

Before the melee began, both his spirituality and fate told him that this was the time to take advantage of the chaos to gain the greatest benefit, but the result was that he was completely passive and did not have time to do anything, while several of his enemies grew up in an instant and put him in danger.

Is the next step a fight to the death?

Amon was unusually a little uneasy.

Bethel has become a true god, and is now the most competitive one. He can directly find the way to the Source Castle by opening the door. At worst, he should look for other angel kings to plot to become a multi-path true god. Antigonus and Bethel are in the same position, both within Calderon's seal. Amon feels that he can directly regard Bethel as a dual-path true god of "The Door" and "The Fool".

"How do I become a god?"

Amon found that there seemed to be only one answer left. He still wanted to live, but now even living as a mental stitching monster had become a luxury for him. If he didn't want to become the second way for Bethel to come and eat him, he had to do something.

In other words, even if you have to escape, you have to do it now.

Escape to the stars?
But I know almost nothing about that place. Wouldn't going out be like delivering food to the outer gods?
There is no one else who can become a god to complete His ritual. Moreover, the existence of all the “wrong” rituals for becoming a god makes it impossible for anyone to prepare for the promotion now… Amon couldn’t help but give up thinking for a while, but at this moment He suddenly discovered something - the God of War has been dead for a while. Logically speaking, it should be time to deal with the spoils of war, but until now, the vision of The Fool’s becoming a god has not appeared!

Did the dual-path true God not make a global announcement of his deification? Impossible! When the true Creator gained the authority of the sun, it was clearly a grand event!
That is to say, Bethel did not accommodate Antigonus’ uniqueness and sequence one!

This fact suddenly perked up Amon, and then cold sweat broke out uncontrollably.

Although it is not known why Bethel did not eat Antigonus's characteristics, this means that the "Fool" may still be born!

That is to say...

The only ones who still have a chance to become The Fool are either Antigonus or Klein Moretti, so Amon must now decide whether to steal the apotheosis ritual of The Fool, who is almost equivalent to the Lord of Mysteries!
Amon's pupils dilated slightly.

There is a destiny in the dark, and the source of the path has determined everything. It seems that there is no escape, and fate is waiting for you here. The choice that He feared, ridiculed, and avoided before now reappears in front of Him in the form of the last chance.

Even if He musters up the courage to fight for it now, He may not succeed. The answer may be a mad life, or it may be... complete death.

In a trance, Amon seemed to hear someone sneering, but he lost the courage to look back.

……

On top of Sefirah Castle, Klein looked at Antigonus, while Antigonus looked at the world in the picture with a black space crack as the background and a mixture of countless complex colors. He was silent for a long time, and finally he slowly and long breathed a sigh of relief.

Klein didn't pay attention to the space that was broken like a sieve. It was obvious that Bethel had already exerted his maximum power in order to kill with one blow, and now he was resting on the side with his spiritual power exhausted. The doubly contaminated "God's Scroll" floated directly above the black void and was not affected. Not far away, the Dusk Giant Sword belonging to the God of War was blown away and stuck diagonally into the ground, and the light became dim.

The traces left in the spirit world would have to be repaired by the future masters of the spirit world anyway, so they were not in a hurry now. No one in Sefirah Castle spoke. Klein looked at Antigonus, as if he was watching a person who had lost his last motivation and belief to live in an instant, and lost his last burden and all his memories of this world. In the blink of an eye, he went from young to old. Although Antigonus still looked the same, in Klein's eyes, he seemed to be gray-haired and very old.

After a moment, Antigonus turned around and looked at Klein:
"Perhaps I have caused you to lose a real mysterious doll."

“Recovery is not difficult,” Klein said.

Maybe it would be possible to use the power of Sefirah Castle to achieve a "miracle"? Klein looked at the scattered armor and flesh fragments around him. If that didn't work, he could use historical projection. After all, the opponent's spirit thread had been mastered by Sefirah Castle, and it was something he had obtained before.

After hearing these words, Antigonus knew that he had not angered the other party, so he did not have to worry about dying painfully later.

Then He visibly relaxed and sat comfortably in the position of the Fool.

Antigonus looked around, his eyes swept across the surrounding gray fog, then looked at the bronze table in front of him and the stone pillars of the dome in the distance that towered into the fog, thinking about what arrangements he would make if he were here. At this time, he didn't care about the Lord of Mysteries next to him at all, and every move he made was full of the willfulness and tolerance of a dying man.

Klein did not say anything, just let Him watch. Although he felt that the Lord of Mysteries should have said something at this time, otherwise it would be inconsistent with the sarcastic words at the beginning, but Klein did not want to speak now. No matter how he acted, he could not change his nature. As a thorough human being, he was still young and could not calmly or even frivolously witness a person's death.

"I never thought I would have the chance to enter Sefirah Castle in this lifetime."

Antigonus looked around and finally looked at Klein. He suddenly felt that being mysterious was actually quite good: "I still have a chance to be a 'fool' instead of half a fool."

Klein also laughed: "Yeah, I didn't expect you to let me help you deal with the problem. You're going to be my waiter soon."

Antigonus thought for a moment and said, "Will you hang me from the ceiling of Sefirah Castle? It's all foggy here, and it would be scary to hang me there."

"I have no idea."

Klein recalled the Church of the Kingdom of Night in the secret town, the men, women, and children hanging densely on the roof, the gentle goddess with wolf claws, and finally Zaratul who had played cards and chess with him at that time: "You can get ready now."

What else can we prepare for? Of course, we should prepare for death.

Antigonus was somewhat surprised that the Lord of Mysteries actually spoke of death in such a euphemistic way, but He no longer cared about such trivial matters. He closed his eyes and began to recall his life like a dying person in people's imagination. The moment before death always seemed to be extremely long, so long that Antigonus recalled his life from playing with his compatriots in the Hornachis Mountains to a banquet in the Fourth Epoch when Amon stole a button from Bethel, and remembered Bethel's rare crooked coat at that time, but death had not yet arrived.

Isn't this a bit too long? About three minutes?
Antigonus opened his eyes and looked at Klein, only to see that he was also staring at him, with no intention of taking action at all.

Klein, who was stacking his Origin Castle to protect himself in the hope of successfully stealing the will, asked casually:

"are you ready?"

…I just closed my eyes and waited for death. Am I not ready? Antigonus’s favorable impression of the Lord of Mysteries disappeared instantly. What was even more hateful was that the peaceful and tranquil atmosphere just now was gone. He was now a little uncontrollably anxious about his impending death.

The protection had not yet been fully stacked, so Klein tried to say a few more words to delay time:
"For a mythical creature, you're pretty weird."

"Why are you so attached to the past? When you were sleeping, you muttered the name of the Demon Wolf King and your original hometown. You had the chance to become a fool, but you decided to die with your sister. I really can't understand your thoughts. Isn't power and immortality good?"

Antigonus frowned slightly. He was not the first person to ask Him this question, and this was the Lord of Mysteries, so He answered unhappily:

"All living things have desires."

"Because after I gained power, I realized that what I wanted was to go back to the past and return to a peaceful and free life."

"There is no other reason. This is my answer. It seems that many humans do not understand such a simple idea. It is because humans want too much and cannot make a choice between what they want most."

Klein had accumulated enough strength and was ready to strike successfully. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile and sigh.

"Such a simple idea has long been impossible to realize due to the passage of time. Perhaps it would be better to find a new goal for yourself. At least, power will not abandon you."

This answer was more in line with the identity of the Lord of Mysteries, so Klein didn't say much. He clenched his fist and instantly ripped Antigonus' consciousness out of his body. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly lost their luster and he sat there in a daze.

Then, Klein reached out and grabbed the spiritual thread extended by Antigonus, controlling his real body.

Bethel had just taken down the "Scroll of God". He did not dare to hold it, nor did he want to stare at it. At this moment, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Antigonus' body was gradually shrinking, as if it had become a human form, and finally disappeared under the guising gray mist.

...No trace of the sacrificial ceremony? Bethel was a little surprised. Was this using the power of Sefirah Castle to perform "teleportation"?

Antigonus, who looked and dressed exactly like his spirit, appeared in front of Klein. Klein asked them to be compatible and become his secret dolls. After thinking about it, Klein temporarily let the "Half Fool" sit in his seat.

Gray fog floated over, obscuring the other person's appearance, making him look no different from how others usually saw him.

Klein looked at the gray consciousness in his hand, stretched out his hand, and sent it into the mist of history.

A small piece of gray mist floated in the dark world along with the ever-changing thoughts. It gradually disappeared as if it was constantly evaporating, and finally completely merged into the mist.

The Hornachis Mountains and the peaceful dreams when his father was still alive are gone. This world is destined to be filled with cruelty and death. No matter whether you are attached to the past or long for strength to move forward, in the end you cannot avoid the death of your body or the demise of your self.

Your brothers and sisters were buried by time one after another, and finally, you also welcomed death.

In the history of the First Age, the descendants of the Demon Wolf played carefree.

And with the death of Antigonus, this period of history finally came to an end.

TBC
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good night!

Readers who read it early should still remember that I once wrote a chapter about the Rose School massacre, which was blocked for three days. I don’t know whether it was a normal ban or due to a report.

That chapter didn't even have details of the massacre, only a description of the aftermath of the battle and all sorts of other things, like intestines hanging on trees and corpses cut horizontally, vertically, and torn apart. Then it was sealed for three days.

Although I know that it is not okay to attribute all the plot design to the reporting and blocking mechanism, that time really made me more cautious than before. In my original imagination, Lao Ai would do a lot of things after becoming the true devil god, such as making arms, instigating civil wars and foreign wars to make a fortune from wars and selling human brains and human flesh for military rations. The devil family would even produce a new angel to inherit Lao Ai's previous title. But the actual performance in the end turned out to be that everyone lay down together and couldn't do anything anyway, so they just went to sleep first...

How did the first demon god of the fanfiction become like this! Who made you like this!

Really, I discussed with my friends the plots that I couldn't write, and ended up getting anxious. I know there are some empty promises, but I hope that some readers who are not satisfied with the current situation will stop reading and wait for the BE volume after the main text is finished. The main text made a lot of concessions in the middle and late stages, cutting out the original plot of Lao Ai making trouble, which made the story more group-oriented. Although the characters have their own growth highlights and personality charms, it is still inevitable that everyone will be disappointed by the protagonist's slacking off. At this point, there is only one thing I want to say, which is why the main text is not finished yet. I want to write a BE, I want to write a sequel ah ...