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

Chapter 342 War Bishop
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The silver-white sword light slashed towards Leodero's body, the symbol of the star world trembled violently, and the god shrouded in lightning cast his eyes, and the sword light suddenly turned into something else in his perception.

Source: "Warrior" Pathway Sequence 0 (uneditable)
Composition: Spirituality, the concept of cutting, the killing intention of the god level, demon hunting (modifiable)

Target: Leodro (can be modified)
Cause, process, and result, the writing elements of a complete story still apply in "omniscience".

At the same time when the sword light appeared, without even a microsecond of deviation, this thing that appeared in the world was included in the scope of understanding of "omniscience". Leodero naturally knew that there was such a thing that was about to attack him.

This kind of "omniscience" is uncontrollable, and its power is much more active than the Lord of Storms thought, almost passively allowing Him to recognize and understand everything. Although this means that His state is very bad, this feeling does not make Him hate it. Instead, it vaguely fits the "tyrant's" desire for domination, making Him somewhat addicted and happy to accept such perception.

So that’s it… This is the “omniscience” that leads to “omnipotence”!
This is the feeling of holding everything in the world in your hands... Was it the same for the Sun God in the past? Did He know on the day He gained "omniscience" that He was destined to usher in the day of God's resurrection? Did He already know that nothing He could do would help?

Leodro remembered a foreign myth that he had shared with them when the sun god was still alive. There was no Herabergen at that time. They sat around the campfire, Othecus focused on the stew in the pot, Medici and Ouroboros were always curious, looking forward to hearing more stories from the Lord, and Leodro... Leodro was not actually interested in this story, but because the god in the story controlled thunder and exchanged one eye for endless wisdom, he pricked up his ears and listened for a while.

The sun god said that there was once a god who was extremely powerful and therefore knew a prophecy - he, his kingdom, and everything would be destroyed in the destined "Twilight of the Gods".

Gods also have their twilight? Osekus was surprised and asked, shouldn't all gods be like you, forever shining on the world and protecting the weak?

The sun god answered him with his eyes: Of course there is.

He then continued to narrate the ancient story.

This god was not willing to sit and wait for death, so he asked the angels to gather the warriors and strong men in the mortal world and bring them to his side. They fought day after day in Valhalla, honing their martial arts, waiting to go to the battlefield with the god to defeat the destined destruction.

"He sounds like a god of war!" Medici said excitedly, not hiding his yearning for "Hall of Valor". But "He" controls thunder and wisdom. Do I have a chance to become a fellow traveler with the blue-haired boy in the future?
Hey! Leodro, who was not even a wind angel at that time, had to speak out for the sake of his dignity, but rather than doing some daily oral gymnastics with Medici, he was more looking forward to the final fate of the gods in this story.

He must have succeeded, right?
Just like what is said in other fairy tales, bloodthirsty vampires will be purified by the sunlight, and man-eating wolves and monsters will hide in the shadows where the sun cannot see and live on. At the end of the story, the brave will always win, and the side of justice will always win.

God is the most powerful. Even fate must succumb to God. Pursue power, pursue self-satisfaction, pursue power but do not submit to it. Leodro waited attentively for the next words, but saw the sun god shaking his head with a helpless smile on his face:
No, He failed.

He tried his best, but still could not resist fate. He fought to the last moment, and then closed his eyes in reluctance.

Leodro was stunned. This was not the answer he wanted to hear, and he believed that this was not the answer that others wanted to hear either. Why did such a story survive? He scratched his hair, looked at the tiny electric current in his hand, and then looked at Ouroboros, who had already started drinking the broth without saying a word, and asked incoherently:

Is fate really so powerful and irresistible?
Innocent Ouroboros did not notice the change in atmosphere. He took a sip of the broth and asked Othecus for some seasoning.

After the story was told, everyone began to take meat from the pot and some bread from the side. In this world, even demigods need a little sense of happiness to maintain their normal cognition, and eating, eating delicious meals, eating delicious meals cooked in normal ways, is the most anticipated thing in the day.

But Leodros no longer remembered what kind of meat he had eaten that day. He only remembered that Osekus seemed to have sprinkled too little salt, so it had no taste. - Now with the help of "omniscience", he recalled that he had eaten beef that day, and it should have been seasoned with some pepper.

Destiny is not unchangeable, it just requires enough strength. The Sun God is as rational and objective as ever, and he never forgets to preach even when he is eating, even if everyone treats him as white noise. We save those who should have become slaves and food from the hands of foreigners. Isn't this changing their fate? We can make changes because we have the power and the belief to save them.

Leodro chewed the perfectly cooked beef, and suddenly his mind was aroused, and a question popped out of his mouth:

"You can change people's fate because you are more powerful than the ancient gods."

"Then if one day you meet someone stronger than you, can you still change your fate?"

As soon as these words came out, the other three, including the Sun God, were all a little surprised. Osekus was only surprised for a moment and then continued to eat. He didn't believe that there was a being stronger than the Lord. Medici was shocked, with a look on his face that said, "Could it be that I am really on the same path as the blue-haired boy?"

Perhaps. His former master said, perhaps there will be such a day.

But I will never sit still and wait for death.

"Neither can I," Leodro thought.

He looked towards Badhair, his long-time enemy. The giant sword in his hand was shining with the light of the morning sun, and behind him was the dense dusk. Everything was still, and the God of War was wearing tattered armor, as if he had just experienced an extremely exhausting fight to the death.

The smell of decay permeated everything I saw, as if it was the "Twilight of the Gods" in the ancient story.

And He gained wisdom as the God of Storms, just like the ancient god who drank mead with his eyes. History seemed to be repeating itself at this moment, and Leodro couldn't help but wonder - was that god facing this dusk and fighting angrily until the last moment?

Now history is always repeating itself, and there is nothing new under the sun.

But Badhair alone is not enough.

Perhaps the all-knowing also brought back his past emotions. The tyrant pulled himself away from his almost non-existent nostalgia and said coldly: "You are not worthy to bring dusk to me!"

Since you already know that there is something that is going to attack you, you can naturally make an accurate response.

Leodro stretched out his hand, and countless mystical symbols and numbers appeared in his eyes. He simulated the ability of the "Secret Peer" and instantly analyzed all the information and intelligence contained in the sword light. Badhair's movements seemed to be slowed down countless times, and the sword light was modified during the attack. When it was only a millimeter away from his body, it suddenly appeared like thunder and fell into the control of the God of Storms. The sword light hovered around Leodro, its composition was changed, and the target object was also changed. In the eyes of others, the blow swung by the God of War suddenly turned in front of Leodro, and the killing intent and demon hunting of the god level suddenly pounced on another god present.

The Death God, hiding in the River of Eternal Darkness, saw the sword light coming straight at him from the corner of his eye, and immediately dodged in shock, but the killing intent and the will to hunt demons held him tightly, who was both a neighbor and a demon feathered serpent. The Death God was furious, and the sound of the Styx around him suddenly rose, wrapping the sword light and slowly melting it, and then he rushed towards Badhair with pale flames and personal grudges.

The latter dodged somewhat embarrassedly, and the two glared at each other.

In the brief confrontation, the God of Death and the God of War almost felt the power of the multi-path true god, and the situation in Loen was gradually getting better. In short, Leodro could not be repelled by their cooperation.

They all have a way to break the impasse, that is, the God of Death and the God of War find a place to fight first, and kill a dual-path true god, so that they can stop Leodro, but they have no reason to do so, because the weakest and most effective Mother of Sky is under the protection of Leodro, and they don’t actually have a mortal hatred with Leodro - helping Intis is a favor, and not helping doesn’t matter. When the Creator returns, he will naturally eliminate the Lord of Storms.

Without a reason to fight to the death, people naturally won't give their all.

……

“It’s not that it’s hard to solve.”

This thought came to Medici's mind, and the crucial history at the end of the Fourth Epoch appeared in his mind, when the God of Death Salinger devoured the "Red Priest" and went mad until he died. It's not that he expected Leodro to go mad like the God of Death. After all, the White Tower and the Sailors are legitimate adjacent paths, and the situation will only get better as time goes by.

After thinking for a while, Medici turned his gaze to the God of Steam and Machinery, who was constantly using the spiritual ground-to-air orbital cannon to support the God of War and the God of Death in the sky. This thing was really intimidating when it was activated, and the power of each shot was also considerable. Moreover, it mainly utilized the spirituality dissipated in the air, and the God of Steam and Machinery himself did not suffer much loss.

"Is the Hidden Sage on his way?"

Now there is actually a way to save the situation, which is to force the Perfect One and the Hidden Sage to fight, and then produce a dual-path true god. One of them is a true god, and the other is an activated uniqueness whose strength is a bit too strong and has a strong influence on the extraordinary people of this path. At present, it seems that they are evenly matched.

Logically speaking, no matter how bad the God of Steam and Machinery is, he is still a true God in good condition. He should have a chance to defeat the Hidden Sage... But the Hidden Sage should also know this. Why does he dare to harass him? Is he just trying to fish in troubled waters? Is he expecting Leodero to kill the God of Steam and Machinery, and then take away the Uniqueness or Sequence One in the chaos?

That makes sense... Medici suddenly had a strange idea. While he was arranging his troops in the mind link, preparing to attack the border of Loen from the direction of the Honachis Mountains, he looked around and prayed in a low voice:
"Lord, the creator of everything, the omniscient and almighty God, you are the God of gods, the ruler of the vast starry sky!"

"Lord, the situation is urgent now. The God of Death and the God of War are useless. They might try to escape in a few seconds. I want to know more about the Hidden Sage and Chick..."

After a moment, He received a more detailed answer and His brows furrowed even more tightly.

The next second, his expression returned to normal, and he resumed the look of a conqueror who seemed certain of victory. Medici leaped out from under the church spire, turning into a flaming meteor and heading straight for the distant Kingdom of Loen.

As “He” approached, a thick shadow barrier suddenly rose on the border of the Kingdom of Loen. The king, or the Emperor of Loen, George III, stood in Backlund’s palace and cast his eyes. On the border of Loen and Intis, a huge curtain descended, blocking the Hornachis Mountains tightly.

boom!
A long sword wrapped in flames stabbed from a distance like a meteor and hit the barrier fiercely. George III's body shook and his expression became more vivid than usual.

"Angel of War, God of War, Medici..."

He, who had not yet accepted his uniqueness, felt an unprecedented joy. In his past life, George III could only look up to ancient myths and voice out envy. He never dared to imagine that he could really stand shoulder to shoulder with them. Becoming a god was already the craziest dream. As an angel, George III was undoubtedly weak. This weakness referred not only to his strength, but also to his almost non-existent combat experience. From becoming a Sequence 5 king to becoming the King of Angels and preparing for the godhood ceremony, he had hardly experienced any battles and had not participated in any wars. Now that the war had begun, he faced the former war angel as soon as he arrived!

This was a great challenge and honor for George III, and at the same time, he felt a secret sense of comfort in his heart - look! The character in the myth was only Sequence One, but beside him, there was not only Sequence One Zaratul, but also two ancestors, and the strongest Himself!
"Dear War Angel..."

At the border, the red-haired Medici emerged from the flames. He clenched his sword and floated in the air. Medici stopped George III from speaking. He raised the tip of his sword and pointed directly at George III's nose in the palace hundreds of miles away. He spoke arrogantly:
"Let me teach you what war is."

Medici threw something up, and a huge scaleless silver snake suddenly appeared in the sky. The giant snake's bright red pupils reflected Medici's figure, and then it bit its own tail, forming a ring with its head and tail connected!
Destiny Restart!

The Angel of Destiny joined the battle, and George III's barrier shook slightly, and the top dropped a little, as if it was going to return to the state before it was completely closed. George III immediately continued to devote himself to spirituality, but then Medici threw another spell, and a huge light and shadow figure appeared behind Him, and the huge halo behind his head illuminated the whole world. The figure spoke majestically and unquestionably, and George III felt the fear and retreat from the bottom of his heart in front of him!
"efficient!"

In an instant, George III's barrier disappeared without a trace. The snake of fate loosened its tail and fixed its gaze on William I who was appearing in the palace in the distance. As His gaze swept over him, William I retreated back to the mausoleum.

Then, the Serpent of Fate looked back at the figure behind Medici and slowly disappeared.

In the distant eastern continent, Uno lay on his little bed, looking up at his red friend with a serious face. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the air, and layer upon layer of good luck descended upon Medici.

The sunlight fell on Medici, and he laughed loudly. In an instant, he rushed to William I, who had just retreated to the entrance of the mausoleum. William I was still in the state of "restarting". In the gradually regaining spiritual eyes of the "Judge" angel, the flames of war rushed over, and the uniform red of war poured out from the flames behind Medici. Their spirits were connected with Medici, and everyone could use the power of the leader!

"War is not decided by force!"

Medici sneered loudly. With the blessing of good luck, William I's reaction time was extended by half a second. Just as he raised his hand to speak, the Red Angel's sword stabbed straight at him and pierced his throat!

TBC
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Maybe or maybe not.

(End of this chapter)