Chapter 311: Jumping into the sea

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Outside the Earth.

In the prison built by storms and darkness, the traveler who was wandering forever in the gap between the planet and the starry sky raised his head.

The red moonlight flowed on Him like blood, and His spirit was sometimes in a trance and sometimes awake. He occasionally turned his head to look far away while he was wandering, as if his eyes could penetrate the bottomless darkness of nothingness and see the blue planet.

After walking like this for a while, the darkness quietly became a little thinner, and the traveler looked into the distance with some awareness.

‘Don’t you want to take a look?’

‘Don’t you want to go back?’

'Your children miss you very much, they have never given up looking for traces of their ancestors.'

‘My poor child, who has been away from his hometown for thousands of years, still remember what his hometown looks like?’

He ignored the kind and gentle words of the gentle mother in his ears with difficulty, and restrained his desire to break free from the bondage for a moment to look at his hometown. He turned his head, took steps, and once again advanced in endless loneliness and silence.

The struggle with oneself is long and painful, but fortunately, a thousand years have passed and only the last 18 years are left, and the struggle will surely have results.

I don't know how long he had left, but his obsession was left, and his muddy spirit gradually became awake. When He came to his senses, the red moonlight had quietly receded, and the silver light fell on His shoulders and hands like white frost.

Bethel Abraham looked at his hand, reached out and grabbed it in confusion, trying to grab the silver-white light.

There was an ancient fragment in His memory that was not left with him. When He was not yet a mythical creature, an elder would start a story of the legendary glorious era. In the story, the ancient sun god tried to change the color of the moon.

"God said: The moonlight should be as pure as silver."

"And the kingdom of heaven is silent, and the angels look at each other, not understanding whether there is any other meaning."

"This may be a proverb, an allusion, a metaphor for the wonderful ideas of the gods and the great power that can change the sky... Gods have the power to change everything, but remember not to believe in God's mercy, just believe in their power..."

In the fragmented memory, the elders' nagging was picked out from the ashes. At this moment, Bethel was as puzzled as the ancient angels in mythology, and was curious about the silver crescent moon. It is known that the fallen mother god is a natural mythical creature. It is impossible to reduce its influence on himself for no reason, it is impossible to stop bewitching and controlling Him, and there is no need to suddenly exert influence on the moon to awaken Him, let alone that he is not the ancient sun god. What color does the moon have to do with Him?

In short, the Fallen Mother God will never care about what color the moon is, nor will it change the color because of a sentence from the ancient sun god, nor will it try to scare yourself with the changed color. The Fallen Mother God may not know the ancient sun god's proverb at all.

Bethel therefore became more convinced that what happened on earth affected the activities of the Fallen Mother Goddess.

He fell into a brief silence, and after a moment, Bethel hesitated to look in the direction of probably his hometown, the stacked starlight gate shining deep in His pupils.

Countless doors opened in His vision, covered in silver moonlight, the traveler's eyes penetrated the storm of time and darkness, staring at the blue planet from afar.

After a few breaths, a red light came, and He closed his eyes and fell into the abyss of self-struggle.

...

After the precious 30 seconds passed, the declining king immediately stopped its influence on the uniqueness of the "moon".

The dark red light on the edge of the moon immediately dizzed into the air, turning the silver moonlight into crimson red like fog.

"Your thoughts surprised me, but they were in my guess."

The outer god suppressed the seal with his uniqueness, and tried not to allow the source of the feminine power to continue to expand its influence on the outside world. Then he said to the real Creator: "After seeing that I have obtained the moon, my first reaction was not to use the moon to attack the Fsak army, nor to use me to say nonsense to the gods... Ah, I prefer the little unique emotions of the nostalgic remnants."

I just want to see the bright moon in the past.

If human nature is just this level, it is not bad. Unfortunately, it is a pity that human nature that is unwilling to give up will always become obsession in the end. Even if it is just a simple little wish at the beginning, it may be distorted beyond recognition after experiencing the changes of time and oneself.

Even without divinity, life will become distorted by itself.

It is not a bad thing to pursue the shadow of the past, but life will always forget that there is a future because it is too persistent in the past.

"Your reactions always give me a feeling that history is not dead yet." The outer god showed an Edward Vaughn smile at all, "but it is indeed dead, and being included by me is a proof of its death."

Although objective and has no other meaning, this sentence itself does not give the old remnants present a good feeling. However, the real Creator would not be angry because of a reality that he had known long ago. He asked quietly and calmly:

"You speak in the stars?"

"No one talks to me in the stars. We wander, fight, and do what we want to do. Sometimes we can fight several games a day, and sometimes we can't meet a compatriot for hundreds or thousands of years."

The Declined King recalled for a few seconds: "After coming to Earth, I vaguely remembered that someone asked me about the passing by, but I don't remember who it was."

Ask the one in the starry sky? The real Creator's expression was a little terrifying. In an instant, he thought of countless possible demigods of the Abraham family.

"The goddess of night has been holding the red moon for so long, and now I have touched it. The fallen mother god will not vent my anger immediately, probably."

"perhaps."

"I am not familiar with the mother god." said the outer god, "If I am very familiar with her, I will become her child."

"She? You call the Mother Goddess by 'her'?"

"I will throw away uniqueness when it is right. I don't need it. Keeping it will only add unnecessary hunger and disgust to the Mother Goddess." The outer God held the glowing red sphere in his hand and thought for a moment, "Oh, the Mother Goddess likes to be called 'her'."

"Strictly speaking, the Mother Goddess is not called 'she', but - because He is a feminine symbol, so all the pronouns used in civilization to describe feminine life are taken for granted by her, and the 'she' of you humans is no exception."

The real Creator's eyebrows moved and felt a little fresh. This is a completely new view that is not within the category of "omniscience" of his past self, but it is definitely included in God's "omniscience".

I didn’t know much about those dangerous starry sky in the past.

"Don't think about the mother's gaze and spiritual properties that affect it, or mention mothers, daughters, and all female direct elders, and do not call themselves children or descendants. These titles will attract the mother's attention and thus change your perception of the mother."

The real creator patiently listened to these starry sky information and asked curiously:

“Is the Mother Goddess more than just the ‘mother’?”

"No, it may be difficult for you to understand the state of the Mother God." The Decayed King thought for a while and replied in more detail, "The Mother God has the state of 'daughter' and 'mother', and it constantly changes between the two. The most powerful mother gave birth to a daughter, and the best daughter became a mother. The version of the Mother God's self is never ending. She is the most beautiful, most powerful, and most beautiful feminine symbol."

The witch is also a symbol of feminism, but it is different from the symbol of feminism in life like the Mother Goddess.

The witch and the hunter lead to "destroying natural disasters, the root cause of disasters". Their authority does not lie in becoming women or men, but in the interpretation of "disasters". The forced changes in gender are probably just ways to distinguish these two disasters.

Just as a witch is a feminine disaster, it is like a natural disaster that cannot be found, presented in the form of curses, love, malice in the heart, etc., with a bit of dramatic beauty. The hunter is a feminine disaster, which is a direct war and violence, the presentation of power, the most straightforward plunder and killing of the weak, but can be played positively in the name of the state or other justice.

In fact, in the discussion and research, the Declined King believed that Medic had actually completed the role of the "witch".

The concealment and assassination of the "assassin" may be understood as the decapitation between the army, the "incitors", inciting wars, and provoking conflicts. The "witch" may not necessarily be... If it is just a symbol of "anointed person who brings disasters", then it must be over-the-top. Judging from the style of Medic's behavior, "happiness" can be completely melted into the mouth, "pain" and "despair" - the pain and despair brought to people by war is much more than those who come from love!

Mythical creatures have also completed "unage" and there is no need to say much about the "disaster" that follows. "Doomsday" can also be directly played by the doomsday of the Eastern Continent caused by "Redification Rose", leaving only the final "chaotic" and even the "original" have not yet been played.

The Red Angel Medic can be said to be the most outstanding person in the world today in the role of "destruction of the natural disaster". Even if He is not reborn, there are other people who become the true gods of hunters. When accommodating the witch, he can only rely on adjacent channels without rituals and performances, which is a big difference from Medic.

"Speaking of it."

The declining king put away his uniqueness and asked another question:

"Do you have any methods or items to increase your capacity success rate? Are there any specific plans to go to the East Continent?"

After returning the topic to the right track, the real Creator's thoughts that flew into the starry sky also flew back.

"I don't know if it can be successful, nor how long it will take, so act as soon as possible." The real Creator said, "In just a few days, the prototype of the Intis Church can start to run, and the Aurora will try to deal with subsequent events."

He hesitated for a moment:

"I have items that can control the Chaos Sea slightly, which is blasphemy.

"... Can you actually control the Chaos Sea with your corpse before?" The outer god frowned, feeling that his confusion about God's pillars deepened a little, "So that's it, this is why you admire the holy relics?"

"...Don't think of those strange reasons!"

"I remember there are actually 22 magic potions on the blasphemy slab? Is the blasphemy slab your corpse or a tombstone? Can the fossil and tombstone still appear on the fossils and tombstones that have nothing to do with your own path?"

"Don't think about these things anymore!"

"Oh." The outer god changed the subject in a good manner, "Where is the blasphemy slab? Do I want me to get it for you?"

"No." The real creator followed the topic with a stiff turn, "What are your countermeasures to improve success rate?"

The Declined King didn't even think about it:

"Give the pen of Alshud to Adam."

"Let Adam become a vegetable fanatic, another way to imagine me, a sequence of characteristics and uniqueness."

How dare you bet? The real Creator was shocked and heard the declining king continue to say:

"I suggest you go quickly, while you are now sober, there are only two ways. You have the direction of the Creator, but you do not have the authority to create everything, and you do not know omnipotence. This is actually a big difference between you and God before. You can live by working hard."

"Of course, if you plan to drag for a while, reclaim a few more authority before leaving, or play for a while to balance, I have no objection, anyway, this is your ranch."

"No need to drag it out."

None of the things that happened recently were within his expectations. What appeared on the goddess of night proved that the outer god would not always watch safely. He would intervene and at most not let things go irreversible.

The real Creator now understands the idea of ​​the starry sky gods. If you have any solutions, prepare immediately, because strategies and intelligence are only meaningful when they have power.

It is dangerous to make Adam a fantasy lose control, but he can have more advantages in his next jump.

There is no need to think about "what to do in the future" for the time being, because if the things in front of you are not solved, there will be no future.

Thinking of this, the living environment of the Starry Sky is somewhat similar to that of the Silver City. It is difficult for you to spend a long time planning to kill a certain god or monster. In this process, you may meet any powerful creature at any time. The best way is to always live in the present moment, keep all your weapons and yourself in the best state, and prepare to deal with all sudden enemies.

Still need strength.

As long as your strength is strong enough, you can deal with any emergencies calmly.

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"Why do you think I'm so weak?"

Richard Ernst finished reading the newspaper and reading the information from the Rose School. He sighed at the two puppets placed on his desk. The two puppets turned their eyes, looked at each other again, and looked at each other:
To be continued...