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

Chapter 465: The Dispersed Mist

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A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the barren plain, but in the distance there was an even thicker gray-yellow fog.

"Chernobyl..."

He had anticipated many developments, but he never expected to hear such a name from Amon's mouth.

It's like a water-cooled machine gun appearing in an ancient oil painting, or a crosstalk segment appearing in a scientific research paper. It's so incongruous and hard to believe.

The next second, Klein thought of the funny thing about the ancient sun god who used his own ribs to create the dark angel Sasler but named his eldest son Adam. He instinctively thought that what he was experiencing at this moment was a similar situation, which made him want to laugh.

"The Giant King's parents are humans... The origins of the vampires and elves are also suspected to be humans..."

"My two previous questions, why did 'Source Castle' capture 'travelers' from Earth, and why all those people belonged to the era I was in, can now be explained..."

This term reminded him of a lot. In just two or three seconds, thoughts popped up one after another in Klein's mind, causing his lips to tremble slightly. It was as if he had returned to that day, back to when he was still Sequence 6, in a hotel on the sea, and was reminded by the True Creator to see the world map.

The peaceful days and little expectations were suddenly broken, and he would never think about anything related to going home again.

Klein sometimes thought that if he died out of control, it might not be a bad thing, just like the day he was thrown into Sefirah Castle. In this world, living and dying like an ordinary person without knowing anything was the greatest happiness.

"However, this world is still very different from Earth. The moon is crimson... The starry sky is also a little different from Earth... I'm not an astronomy enthusiast, so I don't remember it very clearly, but the emperor took the magic potion of the 'universal' path. If the starry sky was exactly the same, he would have discovered it long ago..."

Opposing opinions then emerged in Klein's mind, but they were like a handful of sand or a wisp of smoke, disappearing as soon as they appeared.

But the next second, Klein remembered two sentences.

One sentence was a terrifying prophecy he had read on the Internet in his "previous life":

"When the stars return to their proper positions, Chaos will rise from the earth, and the Great First will awaken."

Another sentence is:

"Watch out for the moon!"

This... that prophecy wasn't made up? The stars returned to their positions, so it was different from before? Klein almost ignored Amon in front of him, and even his body trembled slightly.

He used a lot of strength and finally sighed in his heart:
I have never left my hometown, but I can never go back.

Just as he had this realization and enlightenment, the gray-white mist appeared silently before his eyes.

This time, he stood directly in the historical segment corresponding to the "Decayed Forest", the end of the First Age and the beginning of the Second Age.

What was different from before was that the endless gray fog in front of him was no longer empty. In the depths of the fog, far away, broken spots of light lit up one after another.

They are like lighthouses, illuminating the path of history, pulling Klein forward, tracing back, and traveling through thousands, tens of thousands of years or even more.

Then, he saw the brilliant light gate stained with a hint of blue and black, saw the transparent cocoons hanging above the light gate, and saw himself in a T-shirt and casual pants.

An invisible wind blew past, and the gray-white fog under the light gate opened up layer by layer, revealing cities.

Inside them stand tall skyscrapers, all kinds of cars are parked, and pedestrians coming and going are frozen.

These cities are piled up one on top of another, covered in gray dust. Many buildings have collapsed, with broken steel bars sticking out. Some cars are dented, some are broken, and some are flattened into discus. The pedestrians are lifeless, like wax figures...

Seeing this scene, Klein stopped and stared deeply.

He once again realized with great clarity:
This world is the Earth!

Suddenly, Klein's consciousness returned to the real world. His spirit gradually returned from the past world. Then he saw the barren land in front of him and immediately felt an extremely strong sense of nothingness.

Even though he had known for a long time that his world no longer existed, and even though he had always told himself that he could run for the present world, pursue power, and challenge the highest, when he looked back and saw the fragments of the past again, Klein almost couldn't control his emotions.

The corpses of the past world were gradually covered by the gray mist. Klein closed his eyes and felt as if a part of himself had been taken away with it, buried in the past, and could never be found again.

This was the first time he felt the loss of humanity so clearly. Klein seemed to have transcended it, and judged rationally that he was further away from the earth. But just as his perspective began to rise and he began to gradually lose his attachment to the present world, the prayers of the people of Moon City seemed to suddenly become louder, exploding in his mind like a tide.

Wave after wave of "waves" temporarily brought Klein back to his senses, but he did not immediately start to "save himself". Instead, he calmly observed himself, waiting for reasons that would make him willing to move forward.

Then, the figures of Benson, Melissa, Dunn, Daly, Leonard, and others emerged in his mind. Their voices came from far away, and the time he spent with them and the things they experienced together seemed to have become distant memories. However, among these silhouettes like old photos, there was one thing that Klein remembered vividly. That was his despair when facing Megose, and his hatred for 0-08 and Ince Zangwill. That hatred burned like a flame and was completely extinguished when he died.

"Hate always lasts longer than love." He thought of this sentence inexplicably.

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be true. The real creator persisted until that day with his hatred, hatred for traitors, hatred for gods, hatred for God... and the sun god who saved mankind with "love" died early because of the revival of God's will.

The anger that burned his heart made Klein regain the strong belief he had as a human being. He could still vividly remember the determination and the days when he was walking on thin ice.

When the figures of the Tarot Club appeared, Klein only let out a soft sigh.

I sigh that the farewell at that time was too hasty, and I don’t know if we will see each other again in the future.

The scenes of the past gradually emerged, and Klein's mood and agitated spirit gradually calmed down. His perspective no longer rose, but it also did not fall back - he experienced firsthand what divinity was and what "indifference and madness" was.

The ability to empathize with others has not disappeared, it has simply diminished;
He can use better words to comfort a sad and crying person, but he will no longer take the pain the other person has experienced to heart.

I haven’t forgotten that I’m a human being, I’ve just acquired other personalities;

A strange feeling of irritation arose in his heart, and this irritation appeared when he realized that there were always countless evil people in the world. For a moment, Klein wanted to turn all those "people he didn't want to see" into secret puppets according to his own preferences, and fundamentally eliminate all the things he didn't like - and he firmly believed that what he did was absolutely right and unquestionable.

It took Klein some time to make these thoughts disappear from his mind. During this time, all the wandering monsters and beasts within a radius of 200 meters were silent and motionless, standing in place like sculptures, becoming Klein's secret puppets.

He burst out laughing.

It wasn't happiness, nor was it pain, it just made some sounds that were probably laughter.

Klein's mouth stretched out, he covered his face, and let out a series of low laughs. But just as his laughter began to become weird, all thoughts of laughing in his mind suddenly disappeared, and his voice stopped abruptly.

At this time, another silver-white lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the deep darkness ahead.

Klein's smile was stolen, and his face took on a stagnant, blank expression, while Amon did not show much interest. "Your idea just now is very interesting."

Amon pinched his eye sockets, and his desire to communicate became less strong. He thought that after leading Klein to Chernobyl, his reaction would definitely be more interesting, so he was quite concerned about the fact that the prank did not achieve the desired effect:

"I am pleased to tell you that congratulations, dear Mr. Fool, you finally look like a mythical creature."

Klein still had a look of bewilderment on his face. He curled his lips:
“…Now?”

“Yes, only now.” Amon said, “You are a very strange guy. Perhaps the True Creator gave you some blessing, or maybe for some other reason, you have maintained such rich emotions even after reaching Sequence 3.”

Klein didn't want to discuss this issue right now.

He has seen many mythical creatures. Their manifestations of divinity are different, and the influences brought by their instincts vary greatly. Klein does not think he can escape, but he also does not like the instinct of wanting to control everything and play with everything.

He moved his fingers and loosened the spirit thread in his hand. The monsters fell one after another, and there were noises coming one after another.

Klein cleared his throat and asked Amon: "Which direction is Chernobyl?"

"I don't want to tell you now." Amon shrugged, "We should change direction now."

"Where are you going?" Klein suddenly had a bad feeling.

Amon glanced at him, and seemed to particularly like the feeling of Klein's heart stopping because of his words: "Silver City."

"You want to go there too, and meet Ouroboros there to change the direction of the 'Fool' there, right?"

Klein frowned, but Amon controlled his body to turn a corner and walk in another direction.

……

Backlund, Queens, in Earl Hall's luxurious villa,

The fact that Earl Hall's favorite youngest daughter was about to go to Intis for her engagement should have caused a stir in Loen's social circles, but now was a special period, and anything related to Intis should not be made public. Earl Hall used some means to suppress all the news and the channels for spreading the news.

Even so, some rumors still arose.

After two days of chaos, Audrey's life finally returned to some peace. She had almost no free time during these two days. In this era, marrying to another country basically meant that she would never see her daughter again. Lady Catelyn and Earl Hall were even more reluctant to let her go. They almost kept their daughter by their side, as if they wanted to express all their thoughts for the future in this last period of time.

Audrey had no choice but to accept all these family activities sensibly, without showing any negative emotions, and accompanied her parents to attend the entire schedule of the two days.

The next night, she finally found an opportunity and entered the bathroom to perform the ceremony.

"You've been taking leave quite frequently recently... You only worked one day this week, right? And you were absent for two days."

"Tawfik has no ability to comfort adults and children. Some children in the hospital have started crying and said they want Sister Or to play with them."

In the middle of the night, Audrey sneaked into the bathroom to perform a ritual. The angel of temperance appeared in the mirror with an expression of being forced to work overtime. After chatting with Audrey about the situation in the southern continent, Richard raised his hand and wrote a few words on the mirror:
"I usually don't accept prayers at night. Next time, remember to call someone else. This is the honorific name of the Curse King Baranka..."

Waves appeared on the mirror surface, and a three-part honorific name slowly emerged. Audrey controlled her expression and memorized the honorific name.

"The King of Curses"...it sounds fierce...She was determined not to pray to this angel.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Richard, I have finally decided to go abroad."

Audrey was a little embarrassed, but both the Temperance Angel and herself knew about the Aurora Society and Ms. D. She was not too reserved. She just carefully explained the general situation and added:
"…Like this, I have not been forced to have a marriage partner, and I am basically an immigrant. After arriving in Intis, I may have to convert to the Creator or the God of Mysteries, and I will definitely be under surveillance. I am not sure whether I will still have the freedom to be alone every afternoon."

"You are going to Intis..."

Richard put down the thing in his hand. The thing was flat on the table, uneven, like a weird rag doll that was half sewn. Audrey's eyes followed the movement of the other party's fingers, but when she saw the two crooked black eyes of the half-finished rag doll, she always felt a palpitation that her soul was being sucked away. She quickly looked away, and only heard the angel of temperance continue without any expression:

"Intis isn't a very livable place right now, but it won't be a problem if you keep a low profile."

Richard noticed that the other person stared at the object in his hand for a while, but did not explain what it was.

Audrey looked at the face of the angel from the southern continent and suddenly remembered the text message Susie brought yesterday. Fors had sent a letter from Mr. "Moon", who also lived in Backlund and wanted to consult her about something.

Although they lived in the same city and had some cooperation, Audrey didn't really have any communication with Mr. "Moon".

"Your Highness Richard, a friend of mine, is currently seeking an opportunity to be promoted to 'Witch King'."

Richard raised his eyebrows:

"A 'Crimson Scholar' outside of the 'Original Moon' believers? Is he from the School of Life, or someone who has left the faith?"

"No, neither." Audrey said vaguely, "He is a vampire."

Bloodlines?
The Angel of Temperance rolled his eyes and immediately revealed a very standard smile. Audrey was very familiar with this smile because Mr. Richard would show this expression when he was soliciting sponsorship, asking for money, spending Mr. Dwayne Dantes's property, and deducting daily expenses!

"The Sorcerer King corresponds to Sequence 4 of the Moon Path. Audrey, you know that everything at Sequence 4 is priceless. Even an incomplete formula is extremely valuable, not to mention the Beyonder properties and clues to the properties."

Richard changed his reluctance to work overtime, and became radiant and talked freely:

"We have had many conflicts and battles with the followers of the Primordial Moon, and we have collected the seal of this path. Unfortunately, the seal corresponding to the 'Witch King' in the warehouse has been used by one of our demigods for a long time, and I'm afraid this gentleman will not be willing to give it up."

Audrey retreated tactically, watching Richard enter the mode of asking for money, and silently worried about Mr. "Moon" in her heart.

"Of course, as long as the Viscount of the Blood Clan can offer a high enough price..."

"...I can also go to the Primitive Moon Sect tonight and capture the Witch King Karaman. I guarantee he will be fresh and alive, and I will also provide pollution removal services. It just so happens that tonight is a cloudless and nice day, so those guys should be up all night and worshiping the moon."

TBC
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