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

Chapter 311 Preparing to Jump into the Sea

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Beyond Earth.

In the prison constructed by storm and darkness, the traveler who wandered forever in the gaps between planets and starry skies raised his head.

The red moonlight flowed on His body like blood, and His mind was sometimes dazed and sometimes clear. While wandering, He occasionally turned his head to look into the distance, as if his eyes could penetrate the bottomless darkness and see the blue planet.

After walking like this for an unknown amount of time, the darkness gradually became thinner, and the traveler looked into the distance with awareness.

'Don't you want to take another look?'

"Don't you want to go back?"

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

"My poor child, you have been away from your hometown for thousands of years. Do you still remember what your hometown looks like?"

He struggled to ignore the gentle and kind words of his mother, and struggled to restrain the desire to break free from the shackles and take a look at his hometown for a moment. He turned his head, took a step forward, and once again moved forward in the 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 show results.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, his remaining obsession and confused mind gradually became clear. When he came to his senses, the red moonlight had quietly faded away, and the silver light fell on his shoulders and hands like white frost.

Bethel Abraham looked at his hand, then reached out and clenched it in confusion, trying to catch the silvery-white light.

An ancient fragment emerged from his few remaining memories - when he was not yet a mythical creature, an elder told him a story from the legendary Glorious Era, in which the ancient sun god tried to change the color of the moon.

"God said: Moonlight should be as pure as silver."

"And the heavens were silent as a result, and the angels looked at each other, not understanding whether there was another deeper meaning."

"This may be a proverb, an allusion, a metaphor for the gods' wonderful ideas and their power to change the celestial phenomena... The gods have the power to change everything, but remember, don't believe in the gods' mercy, just believe in their power..."

In the fragmented memories, the elders' nagging was picked up from the dusty past. At this moment, Bethel was as puzzled as the ancient angels in the myth, and curious about the silver crescent moon. It was known that the Fallen Mother Goddess was a natural mythological creature. It was impossible for her to reduce her influence on herself without reason, and it was impossible for her to stop bewitching and controlling her. There was no need to suddenly influence the moon to wake her up. Moreover, she was not the ancient sun god. What did the color of the moon have to do with her?
In short, the Fallen Mother Goddess would never care what color the moon originally was, nor would she change its color because of a word from the Ancient Sun God, nor would she try to scare herself with the changed color. The Fallen Mother Goddess might not even know this motto of the Ancient Sun God.

Bethel was therefore more convinced that something happened on Earth that affected the activities of the fallen Mother Goddess.

He fell into a brief silence. After a moment, Bethel hesitated and looked in the direction of his hometown. Layered starlight gates shone in the depths of his pupils.

Countless doors opened in His sight, bathed in silver moonlight. The traveler's gaze penetrated the storm of time and darkness, gazing at the blue planet in the distance.

After a few breaths, a red light came, and he closed his eyes, falling into the abyss of self-struggle once again.

……

As soon as the precious 30 seconds passed, the Decayed King immediately stopped affecting the uniqueness of the "Moon".

The hazy red light at the edge of the moonlight immediately spread out, turning the silver moonlight crimson like mist again.

"Your idea surprised me, but it was also within my expectations."

The Outer God suppressed and sealed the uniqueness, trying to prevent the source of the negative power from continuing to expand its influence on the outside world. Then he said to the True Creator: "After seeing me obtain the moon, your first reaction was not to let me use the moon to attack the Feysac army, nor to use me to say nonsense to the gods... Ah, I prefer these little unique emotions of you nostalgic survivors."

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

If human nature were only this level, it wouldn't be bad. The pity is that human nature that is unwilling to give up will always turn into obsession in the end. Even if it was just a simple little wish at the beginning, it may be distorted beyond recognition after time and changes in itself.

Even without divinity, life will become distorted on its own.

It is not a bad thing to pursue the shadow of the past, but life will always forget the future because of being too obsessed with the past.

“Your reactions always give me the feeling that that period of history is not yet dead.” The Outer God used Edward Vaughn’s face to show a smile that was completely un-Edward’s. “But it is indeed dead. The fact that it was included in my collection is proof that it is dead.”

Although it was very objective and had no other meaning, this sentence itself did not give the Old Ones present a good feeling. However, the True Creator would not get angry because of a fact that he had already known for a long time. He calmly and calmly asked back:
"You talk like that in the starry sky?"

"No one usually talks to me in the starry sky. We roam, fight, and do what we want to do. Sometimes we can fight several battles a day, and sometimes we don't meet a compatriot for hundreds or thousands of years."

The Decayed King recalled for a few seconds: "After coming to Earth, I vaguely remember someone asking another me for directions, but I don't remember who it was."

Ask the you in the starry sky for directions? The real creator's expression was a little horrified, and 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. Now that I've touched it, the Fallen Mother Goddess won't be angry with me right away, probably."

"perhaps."

"I am not familiar with the Mother Goddess." The Outer God said, "If I were familiar with her, I would become her child."

"She? You call the Mother Goddess 'she'?"

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

"Strictly speaking, the Mother Goddess is not called 'she', but because She is a feminine symbol, all the exclusive terms used to describe feminine life in all civilizations naturally belong to Her, and your human 'she' is no exception."

The real Creator's eyebrows moved, feeling somewhat fresh. This was indeed a completely new perspective that was not within the scope of his past "omniscience", but it was definitely also included in God's "omniscience".

In the past, I didn’t know much about the dangerous starry sky.

"When Mother Goddess is watching and spiritually influenced, never think of or mention mother, daughter, or any female direct elders, and do not call yourself a child or descendant. These titles will attract the attention of Mother Goddess and change your understanding of her."

The True Creator listened patiently to the information about the starry sky and asked curiously:
"Isn't the Mother Goddess just 'Mother'?"

"No, it may be difficult for you to understand the status of the Mother Goddess." The Decayed King thought for a while and answered in detail, "The Mother Goddess has the status of 'daughter' and 'mother', and she keeps switching between the two. The most powerful mother gives birth to a daughter, and the most outstanding daughter becomes a mother. The Mother Goddess's self-version is endlessly updated. She is the most beautiful, powerful, and beautiful feminine symbol."

The witch is also a feminine symbol, but she is different from the feminine symbol of life such as the Mother Goddess.

The witch and the hunter are on the path to "destroying natural disasters, the root of disasters". Their power does not lie in becoming a woman or a man, but in the interpretation of "disasters". The forced change of gender is probably just a way to distinguish between these two disasters.

Just as the witch is a feminine disaster, like a natural disaster without a trace, presented in a variety of romantic forms such as curses, love, and malice in the heart, with a bit of dramatic beauty, the hunter is a masculine disaster, which is direct war and violence, a display of power, and the most straightforward plunder and killing of the weak, but can be played positively in the name of the country or other justice.

In fact, in the discussion and research, the Decline King believed that Medici had already completed the role of "witch". The concealment and assassination of "assassin" can perhaps be understood as a decapitation operation between the army. Medici must have been an "instigator", inciting war and provoking conflicts. "Witch" is not necessarily... If it is just a symbol of "an ominous person who brings disaster", then it is definitely an over-acting. "Joy" can be melted in ten bottles of magic potion in one mouth from Medici's style of doing things. "Pain" and "despair" - the pain and despair brought by war are far more than those caused by love!
The mythical creatures have also achieved "immortality", so there is no need to say much about the "disaster" that follows. The "doomsday" can also be directly played by the doomsday of the East Continent caused by the "Redemption Rose". Only the final "chaos" and even "origin" have not yet been played.

The Red Angel Medici can be said to be the most outstanding one in the world today in the performance of "Destruction of Natural Disaster". Even if He has not been reborn, and someone else has become the true God of the Hunter Path, when accommodating witches, they can only rely on adjacent paths without rituals and performances, which is a big difference compared to Medici.

"anyway."

The Decayed King put away the uniqueness and asked another question:
"Do you have any methods or items to improve your success rate of accommodation? Do you have any specific plans for going to the East Continent?"

After getting the topic back on track, the True Creator's thoughts that had flown to the starry sky also flew back.

"I don't know if it can be successfully contained, nor do I know how long it will take, so act quickly." The True Creator said, "In just a few days, the prototype of the Church of Intis can be put into operation, and the Aurora Society can try to handle subsequent events on its own."

He hesitated for a second:
"I have an item that can slightly control the Chaos Sea, which is the Blasphemous Slate."

"...You can actually use your previous body to control the Chaos Sea?" The Outer God frowned, feeling even more confused about God's pillar. "I see, this is why you revere the holy relics?"

“…Don’t think of those strange reasons!”

"I remember that there are actually 22 paths of potion on the Desecrated Slate, right? Is the Desecrated Slate your fossilized body or a tombstone? Can there be words on the fossil and tombstone that are not related to your own path?"

“Stop thinking about these things!”

"Oh." The Outer God changed the subject swiftly, "Where is the Blasphemous Slate? Do you want me to get it for you?"

"No need." The True Creator changed the subject abruptly, "Do you have any plan to increase the success rate?"

The declining king did not even think:

"Give the Pen of Al-Suhod to Adam."

"Let Adam be a vegetative visionary, dreaming of the sequence-one nature and uniqueness of my other path."

Are you so daring to gamble? The True Creator was startled, and then he heard the Decayed King continue:

"I suggest you leave quickly while you are still sober. There are only two ways to go. You have the guidance of the Creator, but you do not have the authority to create everything, nor are you omniscient and omnipotent. You are actually very different from the God of the past. You have to work hard to survive."

"Of course, if you plan to delay for a while longer and take back some authority and lean on God before you leave, or play with the balance for a while longer, I have no objection. After all, this is your ranch."

"No need to delay any longer."

None of the recent events were within his expectations. What happened to the Goddess of Night proved that the Outer Gods would not just sit there and watch. They would intervene and at most prevent things from degenerating to the point of no return.

The True Creator now understands the thoughts of the Star Gods to some extent, and will immediately prepare any method he can, because strategies and intelligence are only meaningful when one possesses power.

Letting Adam become a dreamer risks getting out of control, but will give him more advantages in the next jump into the sea.

There is no need to think about "what to do in the future" for the time being, because if you don't solve the problems at hand, there will be no future.

Come to think of it, the living environment in Starry Sky is somewhat similar to that in Silver City. It is difficult for you to spend a long time planning to kill a certain god or monster, and you may run into any powerful creature at any time in the process. The best way is always to live in the present, keep all your weapons and yourself in the best condition, and be prepared to deal with all sudden enemies.

Still need strength.

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

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"Why am I so weak?"

Richard Ernst finished flipping through the newspaper and reading the information about the Rose School. He sighed at the two puppets placed on his desk. The two puppets rolled their eyes, looked at each other, and then looked away from each other:

"It seems that Intis has no intention of restoring citizenship to the Highland Colonies, but I don't know what the Aurora Society member wants to do."

Richard stroked his chin and muttered to himself:
"Is this a good opportunity? I think the Aurora Society may need to pretend to be benevolent and neutral for a while. The Intis garrison in the Highland Colony is now almost a scattered force. If we can clear them out during this period of time and quickly restore the country, maybe Intis will accept it."

"Alas, I am still lacking strength. If Suea had not been contaminated, I would have taken action long ago."

The two demigods were startled when they heard this. Mahmus, the "Silent One" with golden nails on his mouth, moved his lips. His silent appearance could not hide his emotional heart. Tawfik, who was still a "puppet", quickly stammered and said:
"You, please think twice, Your Highness the Angel of Temperance!"

"how?"

"His Highness Sua now has a very high reputation. Even our God has not expressed strong disapproval... The resistance forces from all over the world are already gathering. We, we don't need to have internal strife now..."

"Do you think this is an internal conflict?" Richard asked back, "We are both Sequence One, and I can do much better than Suea."

"No, sorry, Your Highness, I'm not..."

Richard sighed deeply, stretched out his hand and flicked the Tawfik puppet, causing it to fall on the table for a long time without getting up. He shook his head and said:
"The ideological work is not in place yet! We are promoted for the Highlands and for the people, so of course better people should take the position. Do you think the cohesion of the resistance army is only due to Suea's change of ideas? Haha."

He snorted and did not continue to talk about his thoughts: "Forget it, but it is indeed not convenient to take action now. When will the great Bound God be able to grant His devout believers a copy of Uniqueness and Sequence One? It must be one that is not too polluted."

The expression of "Silent One" Mahmous twisted violently.

Richard did not continue to give them psychological support. He touched his hand and suddenly thought of something:
"By the way, the letter about the cooperation with Red of War has not been sent out yet. The curse that appeared in Berens is really strange. In the end, it caused my divination and tracing to fail. Could it be related to a Level 0 Sealed Artifact or even something of a higher sequence?"

"Leave this matter to the Aurora Society. I don't care anymore."

He reached out and rummaged around on the table, pulling out a letter with a wax seal and beautiful Intis cursive handwriting on the cover.

"I need to think carefully about this cooperation partner led by Irena. Well, he seems to be a good person."

"Mr. Dwayne Dantes? Mr. X, who is this name going to take revenge on?"

"It's just right for me to live in Backlund. Now that the Church of Evernight has been damaged, there shouldn't be anyone in Backlund who has time to take care of me, right?"

TBC
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Backlund's big stage, come if you are an angel.

(End of this chapter)