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

Chapter 495 The Rising Tide
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The sea water will not decrease suddenly, but the sudden retreat of the coastline is a precursor to a tsunami!
Azik stared at the sky outside which suddenly became dark. He did not speak, but the spiritual creatures serving and wandering in the house suddenly issued a sharp alarm:
"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

The sharp screams of the spirit were quickly responded to by all the spiritual creatures and extraordinary people in the palace. Wave after wave of sound gathered into a tide. The breath of death in the palace suddenly became thick, and the countless large undead spirits sealed in the walls also showed signs of reviving one by one.

After sending out the danger signal, Azik's eyes were still fixed on the seashore. The sound of the receding sea water shocked his nerves. The natural disaster had not yet arrived, but the huge panic had already weighed heavily on his heart along with the dark sky.

Fortunately, under natural conditions, the tsunami would have already begun. But at this moment, the sea was clearly controlled by the will of a certain being, and did not attack very quickly. Instead, it temporarily paused as if waiting for something.

"What is this God of Thunder doing... threatening?"

Azik was a little unpredictable. He spread out his hands, which were already slightly sweaty. His body became illusory on the spot and entered the spiritual world.

The next moment, he appeared directly at the bottom of a large inverted pyramid altar built across a sacrificial passage from the Balam Palace. Unlike the Balam Palace, which was used as a political center, the main leaders of the former Spirit Cult, now the Church of Death, were active here, including Balam's other "Death Archon", the religious leader, Haitel.

It seemed that the evening prayer had not started yet. The church members were quietly staying in the dark, meditating, communicating with the dead, or praying to the god of death. The high priest Haitel was having a spiritual communication with his eyes closed. Not far away, believers dressed in feathers and oil paint and willingly offering themselves as sacrifices to the gods were also waiting for the prayer ceremony to begin.

As he passed by the devout and expectant offering, Azik couldn't help but frown.

Having lived in the Northern Continent of the Fifth Epoch for more than two hundred years, He instinctively found it difficult to accept human sacrifice, an act that was negatively labeled "bloody, brutal, barbaric, and uncivilized" by the Northern Continent.

But Azik also had the memories of the Fourth Epoch, and he knew that this was already a huge concession by the Church and the God of Death.

After all, using only one human sacrifice a week and rewarding the sacrifice's family is simply a great mercy considering the Death Church's habit of turning entire cities into lands of the dead.

"Haitel!"

Azik turned his eyes away from the sacrifice and said to the high priest:
"The sky outside is getting dark and the water is gathering."

He didn't even need to say who was responsible for this. All the extraordinary people who witnessed Intis being submerged by the water of the five seas were shocked by the power.

Haitel opened his eyes, looked at the Archon of Bairam in front of him with his dark eyes, and whispered: "Your Highness Azik, the Lord's meaning is very clear. We don't need to pay attention to the changes outside. This has nothing to do with us."

Although the two archons were equal in rank and power, and even Haitel was more influential than Azik in the country, the other party was the son of the God of Death, and almost all of the high-ranking people in the Church of the God of Death did not have the blood of the Eggers family, and the seniority was even more astonishing if one counted them carefully. Therefore, Azik was actually slightly higher than Him in status.

"The target is not us, that is to say, the high ground?"

Azik relaxed a little, but the tension in his heart was still there. He thought about the fact that the ratio of living to dead in the Balam Empire was almost 1:1, and said quickly: "Since the disaster is going to happen in the highlands, why don't we send some people to the highlands for rescue? After all, we are on the same continent as the highlands, and we are neighbors. We can show our support."

Haitel raised his eyes to look at Azik, shook his head and said:
"The Lord has not allowed it."

Just as Azik was about to ask, Haitel continued to explain.

"Besides, there is no need for rescue. Intis only has two million people left after the attack by the God of Thunder. The total population of the Highland Kingdom is less than ten million. There are no powerful gods. The strongest 'Angel of Temperance' is only Sequence One, which is even less than Intis. How many people can survive?"

"However, if we want to absorb some new population, we can wait until the highlands are destroyed and absorb the survivors. After experiencing the disaster and being rescued, they will be more grateful to us and convert quickly."

Haitel directly analyzed the pros and cons of the whole matter. After finishing speaking, he looked at Azik, who was speechless for a moment, and said:

“This is what the Lord meant.”

Azik couldn't help but tut.

He did not want to deny Haitel's words. After all, this angel had already received the gift of the God of Death and was a devout person favored by God. It was impossible for him to make decisions on his own or lie. In terms of being the messenger of his father God, He was absolutely qualified and reliable.

Although the goal is to acquire some new population, I hope to rescue them before the disaster occurs, but you think it is unnecessary, and it may even anger the God of Thunder, so you choose to rescue directly after the disaster... But isn't this taking advantage of the fire?

Azik wanted to say something but stopped himself, opened his mouth slightly, but ultimately did not utter the words in front of the highest priest of the Church of Death.

He remained silent, nodded, and returned to his palace.

After sitting down again, Azik felt really depressed and irritated, and the sound of the waves in his ears also hit his tense nerves. At this time, he saw the letter from Klein that he had just opened but had not had time to read. While his heart softened again, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, long, and frustratedly.

"I can't do what I want to do. As an angel, I am not allowed to save some people from disasters. I can't even guarantee the safety and happiness of the believers and people of my own country..."

His fingers gripped the letter tightly, so tightly that deep wrinkles were left on the envelope and the paper.

“Klein, if you saw me like this, you would definitely be surprised and very disappointed…”

After a long silence, Azik finally unfolded the letter reluctantly, flattened it, and then put it aside temporarily.

He was no longer in the mood to read the letter.

Spirit world, Calderon.

The clouds above the Balam Palace began to shake, gradually simplifying into a giant eye. The eye was facing the coast, and after a moment, a gust of wind blew, and the eye disappeared along with the movement of the clouds.

"Leodro is forcing me to show some attitude."

The God of Death stopped spying on the outside world, frowned slightly, and his expression became calm again. He hovered by the river without any emotional fluctuations, with a faint sneer on his face with human features.

"How could I possibly help Gaodi? The birth of that country was just a plan by the Bound God to seize the anchor after my death."

The numerous small countries in the north of the Southern Continent were basically established after the death of the God of Death, with the purpose of resisting Balam's rule. The Bound God Tolzna chose Renette Tinicole as his favored one to help her father establish the Highland Kingdom and unify the North in faith.

"If I show that I want to protect this country, Leodero will attack the Balam Empire as well..."

It made little difference to the god of death whether the people were alive or dead, and even most people would become more pious after seeing the gods after death, because after seeing the gods they had no choice but to rely on the god of death for their existence, so the god of death was unimpressed by Azik's efforts.

However, Leodero's thunder authority could really make the God of Death feel the crisis. Thunder has been a symbol of strong positive power since ancient times. Purifying undead creatures is the main function of thunder. In this regard, it can even surpass "sleep" and be on the same level as "sunlight". The God of Death pulled the corner of his mouth and snorted angrily.

Even if the citizens die, they are still their believers. However, if they fight with Leodro, as long as Leodro's lightning storm can plow all the land of the Balam Empire in a very short time, or plow the body of the God of Death, then even if the God of Death is not killed, it will cause Him to lose a lot of anchors in an instant and fall into a short period of mental instability.

He has a certain connection with the tributary of the River of Everlasting Darkness, and Leodro probably won't kill him directly, as this would cost a huge price.

——But it is absolutely possible to severely injure Him, and then watch the God of War and the Night beat Him up!

Therefore, even under the premise that they are all single-path true gods that cannot accommodate source essence, the God of Death is still more willing to fight with his other two old acquaintances from adjacent paths rather than Leodero.

"It's just a threat, but it's a pity that He thinks too much."

"I will not give Him an excuse to attack."

"…Because the Highlands have no value at all and are not qualified to be my ally. The leader of the Rose School is even more crazy. Although we are on the same continent, "He" and I do not agree with each other."

The Grim Reaper laughed coldly and continued to observe the situation outside as if he was watching a play.

He had the same idea as his High Priest.

If the high ground is destroyed by the Thunder God, countless people will die instantly. This is undoubtedly a good opportunity to replenish the anchor. After all, in terms of direction, can the "Angel of Temperance" control over the spirit body surpass the "Destination of the Dead"?
……

Highlands. 4:20 p.m.

"Miss Orr? Miss Orr, wake up."

Audrey was awakened by a gentle push. She opened her eyes confusedly and was surprised to find that she had fallen asleep without knowing when.

A young girl was standing next to her. She had the darker skin color common among people from the southern continent, the common black eyes, and the common brown hair tied into a long braid at the back. This girl was a typical southern continent person.

As a Sequence 5 Beyonder, she was full of energy, and it was very rare and dangerous for her to fall asleep without any precautions outside her home. Audrey herself was a little surprised, but she quickly figured out the problem:
During this period, there were many things going on in the North and South continents. Since Mr. Dwayne Dantes was away, almost all of these things fell on Audrey. Even with the help of Susie and the foundation, she was still exhausted and worked day and night.

But she didn't expect that she was so tired that she fell asleep at her work desk in the afternoon.

Audrey rubbed her face and quickly adjusted herself. Then she sat up straight and said to the little girl who woke her up with a smile:
"Ana, how long have I slept? Is there something urgent happening in the hospital?"

The girl called Ana smiled shyly. Compared with Miss Orr, who was generous and mature, she looked a little shy, which was common among people from the southern continent. "No, last week was little Darwin's seventh birthday. In order to celebrate his birthday and to celebrate that he was finally cured of his silent illness, Mother Martha made a delicious butter cake and wanted to invite you, Miss Orr, to come and eat it."

Ah, I remembered.

After being reminded, Audrey immediately found the corresponding patients and events from her memory.

"This is really good news!"

She was overjoyed, stood up quickly, and straightened her skirt. It was the child who was always immersed in his own world. In the words of the professional book of the Psychological Alchemy Society that classified mental illnesses, that disease was called "autism". Many patients had similar symptoms, but they were not taken seriously... She was mainly responsible for the child's illness:

"Ms. Martha, you're overpraising me. But I didn't do anything except give him guidance and provide him with necessary companionship. It was because of Ms. Martha's care and Darwin's own efforts that he got better."

"Miss Orr, you are really amazing." Ana said in a tone of envy and admiration.

"No, I'm not a very good doctor. There are still many things I can't do."

Audrey was a little emotional. She thought of what happened in front of her not long ago: "...If I were a real doctor, if I could provide more treatment besides psychological and spiritual aspects, that gentleman would not have died."

After recalling what she had experienced for a few seconds, Ana fell silent at first, then said carefully:

"Miss Orr, you have done a lot. Death is the only thing that can't be helped."

"If possible, I want to become a doctor and help more people like you."

Audrey sighed: "The death of a father is so insignificant to the entire city. It may happen every day, or even more than once. But for his children and his family, it is a major event that can change their destiny.

“Similarly, everyone will die and be buried, but this does not mean that the time from our birth to our death is meaningless.”

Audrey said again in that self-deprecating tone:
"I understand all these principles, but when I saw it with my own eyes, I still couldn't control my emotions."

"As a 'psychologist', I actually need someone to enlighten me..."

Ana smiled shyly:

"You're right, but this is normal. This is why we need friends. I also need to communicate with friends to relieve some of the emotions in my heart."

Audrey nodded slightly and said:

“Well…that’s right.

"So I have figured it out. I will do what I can and leave no regrets."

She gradually adjusted her mental state and said with a smile:

"let's go."

TBC
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good night!

(End of this chapter)