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"I'm sorry, I broke our deal. Because I really liked Him, so I killed Him. Haha, please understand me? After all, it would be a pity if I was eaten by you and can't continue to appreciate Him."

"But our agreement is still valid. I will pay close attention to the sealed artifacts of major churches and secret organizations to find the next replacement. You can trust my credibility, not to mention that we are a natural alliance at this time. So, please also

Continue to pay more attention to the location of my sefirah."

——Excerpted from a certain conversation that no one knows.

75

The True Creator was sitting on the soft chair beside the bed, looking at his hands over and over in front of the sun in the sky, frowning slightly.

No matter how many times I review it, I still feel that it is so unimaginable that one day I will be able to free myself from the prison of madness, and be able to temporarily escape from the endless struggle with "God" and extreme divinity, and then be able to escape again.

Once again, look at the world quietly and peacefully with a human body and with the eyes of a baby. After experiencing insanity, the feast of betrayal, death and thousands of years of chaotic howls, I once again walk on the ground with a clear mind.

on the earth.

This is a God-given opportunity, as if it is a blessing and a bet given by "fate" to him, betting that he can be reborn smoothly.

Is it Ouroleus? Is it really Ouroleus? Although the loyal Angel of Destiny has entrusted his life and luck to Him. He retreated from the battle against the goddess of the night and now re-enters the circulating river to find new life, but

For more than two thousand years, Ourolius has never shown the power to use good luck to stop himself from going crazy. Why did he do it this time? But if it wasn't him, who would be secretly manipulating all of this?

Could it be Him?

The True Creator thought of his ally who was so elusive even to the gods. The first image in his mind was the cold and gentle smile that always hung on his face, and the second image was the indescribable dark cuisine. His face changed slightly.

, immediately shook the second scene out of my mind.

Is it the function of the sealed object? Impossible. If there really is a sealed object in the world that can save a Sequence 0 True God from madness, then it will definitely not be left outside, and it should have triggered another incident in history.

A battle between gods, this kind of effect is too precious, it is not surprising that the gods would abandon their allies for this item.

Moreover, the "demon" path itself can never have such power. The abyss is filthy and will pollute and corrupt all materials that are close to it. The demons living in it are definitely not good people. He has no reason to help himself, even if it is because he is hostile to the gods.

, needing a true god as a backer and ally.

There is no doubt that the Angel of the Abyss Edward Vaughn is a guy with a complicated identity. Although he is a remnant of the past, he unfortunately came to the end of the Fourth Age and became a demon in that era full of bloody killings and death. He abandoned

He has adopted the moral values ​​that the remnants of the past should have, and integrated into this world by hurting others to benefit himself.

For a long time after he found him, he remained in a very bad state. It was not until Russell, who was also a remnant of the old days, came and he took the initiative to approach him that he seemed to have regained the power of the old era.

Memory, bit by bit, regained its humanity and returned to normal... recovered its humanity and returned to normal... The devil returned to normal?

The True Creator suddenly felt strange, but could not tell what was wrong. Demons like him with strong self-management abilities were something that the gods and even himself would like to see, but it did not seem to be what a "demon" should really look like!

Uncontrollable desire to kill, cold-bloodedness, no sympathy for the things around you, only thoughts of destruction, this is what the path of the devil should be like. The true creator happens to have an example for comparison - "Devil King" Fab

carry.

Even if the former is a human from the old era, it is impossible to completely resist the distortion caused by the path with morality. The gap between them is too big.

What kind of weird feeling is this? It's like the "Angel of the Abyss" knows that the crazy and murderous demons will be surrounded and suppressed, so they deliberately dress themselves up to look harmless, but they don't forget to come out regularly to show their presence (such as

There were several famous city massacres that occurred during the Roselle Pioneering War in history), lest the gods think something was wrong with him...

But why can He control the cold-blooded desires of his own path? It seems that the problem has gone round and round and returned to the possibility of "sealed objects".

The true Creator pondered hard for a long time and could not figure it out. He looked out the window and accidentally saw the potted plants blooming on the window sill of the house on the other side of the street. A few small flowers that were not too big became embellishments on the gray walls.

As if a bolt of lightning struck his mind, he suddenly remembered——

One day countless years ago, He was staring into the distance in a rare moment of clarity, and accidentally saw Edward Vaughan bringing a handful of unknown seeds, which seemed to be ivy or ivy. He was going to plant them in the corner of the wall, so that

It can cover the entire wall by the second summer.

It was an ordinary day, and this scene was nothing special. But at the moment when the other party was about to sprinkle the flower seeds into the dug hole, the true Creator suddenly heard the warning of spiritual intuition. His body was bigger than

The reaction of consciousness must be quick, and in an instant, you can stop the other party from planting flowers - as if once those flower seeds fall and take root, something extremely terrible will happen.

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At seven o'clock in the morning, Klein woke up on his own. The sky outside the window was gray. Although he had a thrilling night last night, he had regained his energy after a good night's sleep. After washing, he went to the first floor, opened the door, and checked through the mailbox.

He took out several newspapers he had subscribed to. He opened the "Tasok News" and saw the headlines in bold capital letters——

"Intis Ambassador Beckron was killed, and the terrorist organization 'Aurora Society' claimed responsibility!"

So fast? And the "Aurora Society" obviously only accepted the commission, why did it declare responsibility? Well...that's right, terrorist organizations also need to improve their strength and establish an image, so as to attract enough fresh blood, which is different from secret missionary work.

They complement each other... Mr. A is very powerful, he should be a "shepherd"... Klein stood in the foyer, reading the news in detail. Suddenly, he noticed something and frowned.

In the description of the news, the reporter roughly introduced the "Aurora Society" and listed some of the illegal incidents they had done. Their reputation instantly exceeded that of most secret organizations. Then the author told the story in an extremely exaggerated and terrifying tone.

The scene of the crime was tragic - the poor ambassador's limbs were broken, his head was twisted off, the murderer tore his chest and stomach into pieces, and tore out his internal organs and threw them all over the floor.

There was a smell of blood between the lines, and Klein couldn't tell whether it was realistic or exaggerated. After all, he felt that he was very familiar with this method of committing crimes - "Demon"! Although the details were different, the overall feeling was the same as that of Mrs. Sharon.

Exactly the same as before! This is definitely the path of the devil!

But no matter what, the matter is over... Klein thought to no avail, and after a few minutes of panic, he exhaled. The blond-haired, blue-eyed bodyguard lady is hiding somewhere, and he is just a "newcomer who has just entered the extraordinary world."

, showing unexpected sensitivity to demonic rituals would arouse the other party's suspicion. He turned his head and looked out the window, seeing a thin mist filling the air, sparse raindrops falling, and a gloomy sky.

And next, he had to go out to catch the rapist.

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The Decline King pushed a planet with his fingertips, causing it to spin in the air in violation of the laws of physics.

The earth, with only three-quarters of the planet left, has long since dried up. There is no sunlight, rain or any other necessary conditions for plants to survive. Naturally, there is no food, temperature or any other substances for animals to survive. But in this way

A planet that should have died ten thousand years ago is still active, and there are still living alien life lingering on. They should have died long ago, but their souls and the last bit of life are locked in their bodies, and the concept of death is taken away.

Only endless despair and eternal decay remain.

The King of Decay stared at it. When He just passed by this planet more than 10,000 years ago, the creatures on it were developing vigorously and actively.

These beings pursued power and advocated technology. In the struggle for powerful weapons, they launched countless wars against their own kind. This self-destructive courage attracted him to stop and watch. In just one thousand years, the extreme development of weapon power and civil war made

With only one-fifth of the population left, a desperate soldier activated the final weapon of extermination. He hoped that it would kill all life and allow the planet forever shrouded in war to truly usher in peace.

——This is how it should be.

——However, the endless clouds of war and the tragic scenes of cannibalism aroused the interest of the passing gods. He crushed the final weapon of extinction with great interest, and accidentally crushed a quarter of the planet.

.The flowers He planted a thousand years ago finally bloomed after absorbing the possibilities of countless lives. They were rooted in the concept of the planet and fixed the form of all life on this planet. Let them remain in the state of this moment and then weaken.

, ten thousand years have passed so far.

After watching it for a while, he began to feel bored. He picked off the flowers and watched the planet that had lost its anchor quickly disintegrate like a sandcastle. The earth cracked, revealing the core of the earth that had been extinguished for thousands of years. Everything that remained was the same as the one above.

Life turns into dust in the universe in an instant.

He heard the creatures who first praised Him, then cursed Him, and then begged Him to ecstatically shout praises to His name at the moment of destruction, welcoming death as joyfully as they welcome new life.

A small episode passed, and the death of a planet did not attract the attention of any god. The outer gods maintained a strange peace as always, the spiritual world was noisy, and the vacuum universe was silent and dead. Only "Bethel Abraham"

Low murmurs came intermittently. This was probably the only living voice in the starry sky.

He looks at the earth. They look at the earth.

A thousand years are like a day.

TBC

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*Zhenzao has a vague guess, but he is not sure. After all, there is no evidence and he does not know the other party's true purpose. Moreover, if Edward really comes from outside the world, exposing the other party rashly may cause unimaginable consequences.

*Zhenzao had the inspiration to call the police because of Edward's behavior.

"The flower planted by the hand of the fallen king will surely be the flower that destroys the world."

*"Withering" path.

The low-sequence plunders life and spreads exhaustion. In the middle and high-sequences, there is a qualitative change. The object of plunder changes from tangible "life" to intangible "possibility", and finally extends to "civilization" intertwined with possibilities.

Every life has countless possibilities, and countless possibilities are intertwined with the future of the planet. And the King of Decay can drain all the possibilities within the scope of the planet, even death. The flower is rooted in the concept of the planet, absorbing life

Possibilities, using sad, beautiful and unwilling to give up life as fertilizer, until only the possibility of "decline" is left. As a result, countless lives that could have bloomed brilliantly come to an end, and the planet loses its future.

All hope is taken away, and the flowers of destruction in His hands are poured out.
Chapter completed!