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

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It doesn't matter whether you are willing or not.

The Son of Chaos, who was wearing the skin of George Augustus III, rolled his eyes. However, he was now in the form of a mythical creature, a large black shadow coiled above the ruins, and no one could understand the mythical creature's eye roll.

He looked down at the humans in front of him. He had been imprisoned in this place for so long that he even missed the humble humans.

Although the humans outside who had become his believers would pray to him from time to time and report the situation, the Son of Chaos could also occasionally respond in the mausoleum, barely not breaking off contact. Even though the Son of Chaos always comforted himself that "being able to come out of the lamp and not be a lamp god is a success, and being able to take back the Black Emperor's path is a pleasant surprise", the feeling of losing freedom is still terrible after all.

When this human began to babble about what was happening outside, the Son of Chaos began to wonder whether he could stay on Earth.

After all, in the life of the Son of Chaos so far, he has never experienced being imprisoned and released from prison repeatedly.

It's not like He had never encountered failures before, but even if He did, it was only a small loss, not a major dangerous event that threatened the safety and freedom of His life. If the opponent was a destructive natural disaster, it would be normal damage; if they wanted to fight for territory, it would be the loss of the right to occupy a region of the universe; even if He encountered a God who was hostile to Him and eager for believers and followers, at most a few planets or star systems of believers and cities would be taken away, rather than being knocked to the ground and imprisoned.

Well, if the other party is afraid of my ability to resurrect as the Black Emperor, then it is reasonable to do so.

But in general, in the real ecology of the starry sky, everyone either doesn't encounter each other for hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years, or doesn't fight unless necessary, or if they have the ability to kill the other party, they will never keep the other party alive and imprison them, but will find ways to tear them apart and eat them.

"Your dedication will not be in vain."

"Your family will be treated with kindness, and all those who sacrifice their lives for the emperor will be able to obtain honor and inner peace."

The Son of Chaos noticed that the human had finished speaking, so He said a few words of comfort and crushed the other's soul with His shadow, leaving only an intact body that remained kneeling towards Him.

He was honest and didn't want to lie. After all, the souls of the humans who came with him were all sacrificed to other gods when the officer encountered difficulties. With the self-esteem of the Son of Chaos, it was certainly impossible for him to lie to this human that the souls of those people would continue to exist in his own kingdom of God.

"Really... So what if the God of Thunder seized the country? I don't care about this mortal world at all."

"Damn it! Now that I think about it, have I been fooled by that Guimi guy again?"

Amid the rumbling whispers, the shadow that occupied the entire space gradually began to gather towards the position of the body kneeling on the ground.

Shadows were like so many tentacles, flowing in from the gaps between the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the body that no longer had any life in it.

When the "Shadow of Order" left the place where it was, the lingering sense of majesty and depth in this space suddenly disappeared, and it turned back into broken and jagged stone walls and underground caves. Not long after, the huge shadow completely entered the body of this inconspicuous human. The figure's fingers moved, raised his head, and slowly stood up from the ground.

He quickly adapted to this temporary body and stretched his limbs. After all, the seals of this mausoleum and the surrounding area were for the "Black Emperor". Since this human could come in, he could also use his identity to get out. Although the God of Thunder may have noticed someone sneaking in, the temporary repaired seal was not enough to trap him. He could easily get away with distortion and bribery.

The shadow under his feet surged, carrying the Son of Chaos directly up to the hall that had been damaged by the frontal lightning.

The Son of Chaos glanced at the ground in the corner that had been dyed red at some point, and walked around it, but still walked ceremoniously onto the red carpet prepared for Him.

"The barrier separates the earth from the world above the stars. Otherwise, I would be happy if the gods here killed me directly, because then perhaps I could be resurrected in the kingdom that I truly control and come back to reclaim the 'Uncertain Mist'."

He pretended not to see it, and walked forward step by step with his hands behind his back, inspecting his own tomb in the darkness.

The candlesticks on the wall lit up automatically one by one as He walked by, 13 on the left and 15 on the right, which made Him very satisfied.

"I agreed to Guimi's request at that time because I wanted to use the 'Judge' path characteristics on Earth. I also didn't want to rashly return to the starry sky as a true god, so I was willing to take over the Loen Empire. But now, the 'Land of Disorder' is not by my side, and it is a bit troublesome to deal with the God of Thunder... Haha, don't lie to me, Guimi seems to have finally been honest for once. After all, I can't be resurrected to the starry sky."

Just now, the uniqueness of the "Judge" was suddenly lost again, and the Son of Chaos had a bad feeling.

It was originally staying in Feysac just fine, and it was taken out of the seal and used, and I could still fight for control over it.

Now that we have suddenly lost contact, could it be that someone has taken the seal away again?
However, for now, we should fight with the God of Thunder first, and the uniqueness of adjacent paths can be discussed later - for this guy who locked himself in the mausoleum for so long and seized his country after his resurrection - even if the Son of Chaos never took Loen and human believers to heart, he also took this land into his possession as George III. This country submits to him. He is the strongest and the real emperor. No matter who gets involved, they are all traitors!

"Click"

There was a slight sound, and he looked upwards, and suddenly a crack appeared on the ceiling.

This tiny crack extended to both sides at an extremely fast speed, instantly splitting the entire ceiling vertically into two halves!
Swish! Just before the heavy rain was about to pour down, the Son of Chaos twisted the space and distance, and the hard ceiling was instantly twisted into a vortex, holding on for a few more seconds. His figure appeared on the upper floor in the blink of an eye. As soon as he stood firm on the ground, he saw the "lake" in front of him collapse. The rain that had accumulated here and isolated almost all the prayers poured directly into the deepest part, making a shocking sound, echoing back and forth in this dark and gloomy underground building.

The Son of Chaos laughed angrily:
"If you like to push people underground so much, why don't you jump into the Chaos Sea yourself!"

"... Humph, since the Kingdom of Disorder is not here, I have to make more preparations to deal with you. I'll let you be proud for a few more minutes."

After saying this, his figure suddenly twisted towards a point and disappeared into the mausoleum in the blink of an eye.

……

"Old man, he is really Anderson Hood. Incredibly, his spirit suddenly appeared in the painter's body."

Leonard stood outside the church, peeking in, a steaming hot dog in his hand.

"This is a bit strange," Pales muttered.

"Where did the soul of the original Mr. Anderson go?" Leonard asked incoherently. He finished the freshly baked hot dog in two or three bites, and drank the special drink "soy milk" in his other hand. Judging from the current climate in Utopia, if this bread stays outside for more than five seconds, it will be completely cold. In another minute, the bread can compete with the hammer for work.

Pales gave an ambiguous laugh.

"Didn't I tell you the nature of this city?"

Leonard paused in wiping his hands, his face suddenly turned pale, and he recalled the very bad and terrifying memories on the top of Mount Honachis.

"Okay... well, if you don't remind me, I can still treat the people in Utopia as living people." Leonard said with a bitter face. He planned to go to the 24-hour convenience store to buy some hot noodles later. "I remember you told me that everyone here is a secret puppet, and occasionally becomes a projection of Klein's subconscious. Only some tourists brought back when the train starts are real living people. And this Mr. Anderson in the square, you also told me not to look closely at his paintings."

"But I still can't understand his paintings even if you ask me to."

Leonard was about to continue talking when he suddenly noticed a commotion in the distance. In the slightly dark sky, many buildings in the residential area had lights on. Some people were running around in the streets strangely, shouting something. "What happened?"

Leonard muttered to himself and asked Pales, "Is there a public security problem? But what kind of public security problem can there be in the Secret City of Marionettes? Even if outsiders cause trouble, they will be handled properly by the Utopia guards very quickly."

He looked back at St. Merlin's Cathedral and saw Anderson still communicating with several priests inside through writing.

Then he thought that although it was already daybreak, it was not yet time to go to work, so he pulled his collar and prepared to go over to check out the situation.

Just as he was about to leave, his mind suddenly went blank and he stood there in a daze for several seconds.

“Don’t go over there.” Pales’ voice rang in his ears. “This is the Secret Doll Town. No one needs your help. Enter the church immediately and go into the prayer room through the side door. Pray to the Fool, to Merlin Hermes, who is enshrined in this church, and to your former colleague!”

"What happened..."

Leonard was stunned. He looked into the distance and suddenly saw strange red and black stains on the ground. When he used his Beyonder vision to carefully look at the source of the commotion in the distance, he found that it was actually people - or rather, the puppets that were originally controlled by Klein alone, killing each other! Strange black lines appeared on their clothes and even on their skin, and their bodies had different degrees of mutation, as if they were contaminated and affected by some force.

What frightened Leonard the most was not the puppets killing each other, but the red blood that shed from the dead puppets.

"Isn't it impossible to distinguish between a secret doll and a real corpse?"

His Adam's apple rolled and he looked away.

He was ready to return to the church through the side door immediately as Pales requested, but at this moment, there was a sound of objects falling in the church. Leonard turned around and saw Anderson Hood beating the priests he was familiar with with a drawing board. Those priests also showed the same symptoms as the residents. They were contaminated by some force and became fierce, tyrannical and cruel. They tried to hurt Anderson with all kinds of sharp but non-lethal objects!

As one of the foreign souls, Anderson was not contaminated, but those priests - the marionettes were contaminated?
After dodging the candlestick that was pointed at his eyes, Anderson used his hands and feet to get out. But he seemed to have temporarily lost his extraordinary ability and could only rely on his combat experience to save his life. In order to confirm his guess, Leonard strode into the church, grabbed Anderson's hand, and then quickly flew out of the church with the help of the spirit, closing the door by the way.

The next moment, Leonard suddenly felt a strong malice in his heart. He wanted to pick up the knife he carried with him, stab it into Anderson's eyes, and then use the sharp blade to cut off his flesh bit by bit, making him die in great pain!

Then, his mind suddenly cleared up again, and Pales stole the malice and threw it onto another secret doll.

"...You are not the only foreign soul to come to Utopia!"

Leonard grabbed Anderson's wrist and stared into his eyes: "You carry strange powers in your body. You don't know the existence of these powers, but they affect the people around you."

As they were talking, they both turned around at the same time and saw that gunshots had been heard in Utopia.

Leonard turned his head again, his tone more serious than ever:
"You said before that you were dead, and then you were resurrected by someone, and you promised to do something for the other person, right?"

"So, you were sent here for a purpose. The purpose is to bring extraordinary power that makes people fierce and cruel, and then destroy this city..."

There was still half a sentence he didn't say.

Utopia is a secret city, and there can be only one purpose for destroying this city.

That is to destroy Klein's ritual, causing his ritual to fail, and causing severe damage to his spirit and state!

Anderson stared at Leonard in amazement, then looked at the city in the distance where the sounds of fighting and killing were getting louder and louder. It was unknown what he was thinking. After a moment, he chose to look at Leonard with the most sincere eyes and raised his hands in surrender.

……

Fenetport.

The Mother Goddess of Earth is responding to the prayers of her believers, and from time to time she asks her priests to perform one or two miracles.

Unlike Fenaport and Lenburg, Fenaport was not directly incorporated into the country to become a county, but still maintained a certain sovereignty and independence. This behavior somewhat calmed the broken hearts of the people of Fenaport.

In addition, after sharing Loen's abundant anchors - even if the conversion rate in Loen was only one in a thousand, that would still be tens of thousands of people joining - the Mother Goddess of Earth stabilized her status, and her status was getting better and better. She could perform a large number of miracles in a short period of time, and encouraged church members to interact and preach with the people more. The situation in Feynaporte was stabilized.

Loen also gave Fenaport some more preferential treatment, such as directly exempting him from tariffs, although not many people were doing business there.

In the sudden earthquake just now, the casualties in the country that believed in the power of "Earth" were the smallest. The God of Thunder shattered the tsunami in the distance the moment it was brewing, while the Mother Goddess of Earth directly withstood the earthquake and used plants that could be found everywhere to repair the country and heal the people as quickly as possible, reducing the casualties to the lowest level.

They now prosper together and suffer together.

Just as the Mother Goddess of Earth was spreading her peaceful atmosphere and comforting her believers, continuous screams and cries for help were suddenly heard.

The source of the cry for help was actually the capital city—right under His nose!

He suddenly looked over there, but his eyes blurred, as if he saw a huge black tower rising from the ground in Feynapotter City, reaching into the sky. The city's roads became someone's blood vessels, and the settlements and towns were like muscles and cells, supporting the body of an incomparably huge and terrifying existence!
A name subconsciously appeared in Lilith's mind.

And the next moment, He crossed out the name of the dead man, and wondered anxiously why he felt the breath and majesty of the dead.

But in this brief moment of daze, all the cries for help in the ears of Mother Earth disappeared, leaving only dead silence.

And a huge empty space in the center of Feynaport City.

The royal palace that once existed here, as well as the Fenaporte royal family of Castilla that had lived here for generations, all disappeared just now.

Then, he heard a sneer and saw a dark figure looking down at him. Thunder was brewing in the sky in an instant.

TBC
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The knowledge wilderness of the Loess Plateau has left me silent. Now the demon of knowledge has started beating the Ansai waist drum in my mind. Are you satisfied with this ending, Professor Yang?
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