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

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An indescribable gale swept towards the surroundings with the star-shaped figure as its center, and Trier was the one directly affected.

In an instant, every door in different places and locations in the city opened by itself at this moment.

"!"

On the southern continent, Butis, the "Secret Saint" who had just opened the door on the high ground, suddenly felt a heart-pounding breath.

His spiritual perception suddenly vibrated, causing goose bumps to explode on his back and arms.

Audrey, however, did not feel anything special. She jumped out of the spiritual world gate lightly and just stood on the ground. Before she had time to thank Butis, she saw him impatiently close the door and disappear in front of her.

She was a little confused and a little silent.

But in the end, Audrey didn't waste any time on this saint. She ran towards the shelter in the city according to the direction she remembered, stepping on the ankle-deep water. Fortunately, she was wearing long pants and leather boots, so the rain did not affect her too much.

The potion that had been prepared in Trier was in his shirt pocket, ready to be taken at any time.

Although the renovated capital was far from as prosperous as the Northern Continent, it also achieved basic transportation convenience with the help of extraordinary power. After running along the main road for a while, she passed by the collapsed hospital. Seeing the place where she had worked for several months turned into a mud ruin flooded by rain, thinking of her colleagues and patients who had died in the blink of an eye, Audrey gritted her teeth and forced herself to move forward.

Soon, she saw the shelter. The square building didn't seem to have any signs of an attack.

But just as she was about to get closer, the door that was said to be able to block spiritual detection below Sequence One suddenly opened by itself!
Bang!

The moment the door was opened, Fors, who had been worried about Xio's abnormal behavior, was startled by the loud noise.

The doors and windows of her room, the doors and windows of Xio's room, and even the door of the apartment all opened automatically at the same time, hitting the wall with a loud noise, as if someone behind them had pushed them open with force!
The cold wind of the night rushed in. Fors's desk was right in front of the window, and the cold wind blew her manuscript all over the floor.

"What happened?"

Fors subconsciously stood up from the table. The first thing she thought of was the safety of her friend, and she didn't even care about the scattered manuscript paper and pen. But when she trotted through the living room, she found that Xio had just walked out of the room and was cleaning up the broken glass on the floor.

Seeing her companions, Fors was a little frightened.

But on second thought, even though Xio had changed a little, he had never hurt himself.

Worry about her friend and a sense of caution about not wanting to be discovered surged into her mind. Fors used a little blowing technique to blow the glass fragments on the ground into a paper bag on the side, and asked her friend with a 90% genuine doubt:
"What's going on? The wind suddenly blew so hard!"

"Xiu, you're not hurt, are you?"

Moreover, my spirituality still seems to have some resonance...

Due to the existence of the "Full Moon Whispers" and the fact that Dorian himself did not know a lot of secret knowledge, Fors only felt that the strong wind tonight was very strange and did not seem like the style of the Thunder Church. He did not think about the Abraham family and the "apprentice" path.

"I don't know either." Xio frowned, put another paper bag on top of the paper bag containing the broken glass, and wrote "Beware of glass fragments" on it. His tone was also full of confusion. "What happened?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In cities such as Trier, Backlund, and Saint-Miron, the changes brought about by the apotheosis ritual are still ongoing.

At the same time, countless churches and secret organizations noticed that in their sealed rooms, layers of seals began to disintegrate on their own, and the "doors" in the sense of mysticism began to open towards the true God!

River and Sea Church.

Leonard made himself a cup of coffee and was checking the mission report that Cohen and Fry had just submitted today. They had just solved a case of evil spirits in Tingen, using several bottles of essential oils, but there were no casualties.

With the domestic economy in decline and because of the previous war, many corpses that had not been collected in time were gradually affected by the active extraordinary factors, breeding some zombies and evil spirits, and Leonard also had a headache.

However, as the strongest Sequence 5, he could not lead the team himself and had to stay in the Thunder Church for several months, so the people of Tingen could only bear the grievance of continuing to accompany these extraordinary events for a while. His "house arrest" caused dissatisfaction among the people of Saint Selina Church. Frye, who came to "visit" Leonard in the afternoon, could not help but signal, asking Leonard if he had been persecuted in the Thunder Church and whether he needed to report it to his superiors.

"Hmm?" A voice suddenly came from the old man in my mind.

Leonard instantly entered a "state of alert to Amon", but Amon did not show up. The next moment, in his office, the new glass window embedded in the wall, which could not be pushed left or right but could only be pulled up and down, suddenly exploded, and glass fragments splattered everywhere.

Leonard was startled, but fortunately he was far away from the window, and the glass window that flew the farthest could not touch his desk.

He immediately stood up, walked over, and found that the glass was indeed completely shattered, and his face was reflected in the fragments.

The glass is quite strong and is said to be bulletproof. The River and Sea Church also felt bad for keeping a bishop-level figure under house arrest for a long time without any reason, so the hardware and software facilities used in Leonard's office are all new.

Leonard picked up a piece of broken glass and looked out the window with a serious expression.

There were constant "bang bang bang" sounds coming from outside the window. Under the dim light, doors and windows opened automatically, forcing the people inside to reach out and close the door. Not only that, he also heard footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and someone running while shouting "The seal is loose!"

"What's going on?" Leonard was puzzled.

What was happening before his eyes was obviously related to Feifan, but there was not a trace of Amon at all.

"Old man, old man!"

"Hush." ​​Pales lowered his voice and said more seriously than ever before, "Be prepared."

"Our danger is coming."

"...Aren't we always in danger?" Leonard said through gritted teeth, "In every attack so far, if we are a little careless, we will be parasitized by Amon... But, are you saying that the current anomaly may make Amon more aggressive against us? What is going on? What does the current situation mean?"

"mean……"

Pales was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Forget it, I'll just make you understand."

"This is the birth of the true god of the 'Apprentice' path! And it's not Amon!"

If it was Amon, he would have completed his own apotheosis ritual at the same time and become a dual-path true god - but so far, there has only been a vision of "opening the door" and no manifestation of "error"!

There was actually someone who could become a god in the three mysterious ways before Amon!

Recalling Bethel Abraham's condition, Pales had to doubt. His mouth was dry and he rarely felt his emotions becoming more intense. "I don't know if this 'door' is the one I'm familiar with, but there will definitely be a fight between the two of them..."

In other words, Amon went from being a "Sequence One who needs Pales" to a "Sequence One who urgently needs Pales"!
Leonard's expression suddenly became serious and he clenched the report in his hand.

……

"Klein Moretti" walked out of the mist of history and came before the demon of knowledge.

After a period of study, Bethel had understood the extraordinary ability of the "miracle master" and could even use it skillfully. After all, he had seen so many fortune tellers, killed old Zaratul, and had eaten pigs and seen pigs run.

Bethel looked at the Demon of Knowledge and frowned:
"what have you done?"

However, he still hasn't figured out what the magic is that allowed them to exchange souls.

Looking through the twenty-two paths, it seems that none of them has such extraordinary abilities.

In His eyes, the Demon of Knowledge, who looked like an ancient elf, smiled and gave Him a simple explanation.

"In the Western Continent, there is a secret technique that is used to take over other people's bodies."

"Evil spirits and spiritual imprints that have lost their bodies will use this method to seize the bodies of living people and revive. High-ranking people will use this method to let their will occupy soulless corpses or unborn fetuses with special fates, adding an 'incarnation' to themselves."

"This is our secret technique - possession of another's body."

"Unlike possession, this secret technique will devour the soul of the recipient, or kill the recipient, but it can completely occupy the recipient's body, mental imprint, and extraordinary characteristics... However, there are no extraordinary characteristics in the Western Continent, so, here, this secret technique is limited to being used between the same path and adjacent paths."

"By the way, your spirit is still contaminated by the Fallen Mother Goddess, and is restricted to this space. I will not let you leave until Klein returns. After you are exchanged, I will kill you and reshape your spirit."

Bethel frowned after listening to these explanations and asked calmly:

"Then why am I still alive?"

The Demon of Knowledge looked at Him and said in a nonchalant tone:
"Because he wants you to live."

"……Ah."

Bethel lowered his eyes, and Klein's face showed a calm and distant temperament. He did not comment, and said softly:
"How naive."

……

Mystery Cathedral.

In mid-air, layers of collapsing and condensing, the light balls that were seeking qualitative change seemed to form a figure constructed by layers of doors. This figure was robed in the night and starlight, and its shape was constantly twisting and changing, reflecting different planets and different regions.

Finally, His figure completely solidified and turned into a human male.

His face was three-dimensional and deep, and there were faint twinkling stars in the gaps between his dark black hair, revealing an ancient and mysterious aura. He was wearing an irregular and gorgeous robe in the style of the Fourth Epoch, with the light of stars and gems alternating on the hem of his clothes, and upon closer inspection, he looked very noble.

"Ancestor..." The Abrahams stared with wide eyes. The Abraham family had long lost the portrait of their ancestor, and also lost the records related to their ancestor in repeated attacks and escapes. But even though they had never seen him, nor had they heard many legends and anecdotes, their heartbeats accelerated uncontrollably at this moment, and the blood in their veins seemed to flow faster. All their attention was taken away by the figure covered with stars, and they couldn't help but want to get close to him, to feel the resonance of spirituality and blood. All this proved to them that the great being was the ancestor!

The legendary King of Angels, the mysterious Mr. "Door", Bethel Abraham!
"The Great Gate of Ten Thousand Doors..."

Verdu's glasses were blown off his nose by the wind and hung dangling on his chest, but he didn't even want to reach out to grab them.

Miracle! Miracle!
Abraham's family is saved!
The hearts of the Abrahams were beating like drums, their eyes reflecting each other's light, and they looked at this being expectantly, but none of them dared to speak first.

The next second, "Mr. Men" raised his head, and stars twinkled in his deep blue eyes.

Wherever He was, a ray of light suddenly burst out, illuminating the entire world.

……

"This is the power of Mr. Door..."

After understanding the power of the "gate" path itself, wandering in the spirit world becomes the least amazing skill.

Klein looked at the back of his hand. He now clearly felt that the stars in the sky and all the "doors" and seals in the world were under his control. As long as he wanted, he could unlock the seals below the true god level in any church at any time!
Similarly, He can also impose a true God-level seal on all things in a single thought.

Not only all the real "doors" and symbolic "doors", but even the "things behind the doors" can be influenced to a certain extent by Klein - he has a movement speed second only to the speed of light, the ability to record the same sequence or even a higher sequence, and the ability to seal the top of the twenty-two paths - such power is too strong. At this moment, Klein has never understood more deeply what the "Door of Ten Thousand Doors" and the "Key to All Mysterious Worlds" are!
"No! This is not my power. This is Bethel Abraham's power. This is just a temporary effect of the ritual magic 'possession'. I have never contained the sequence one and uniqueness of this path. I must not confuse my cognition before returning..."

Before leaving the summoning gate, Klein had already noticed several Abrahams waiting outside, and the appearance of one of them fit the image of the "teacher" that Fors had mentioned.

They looked at him with expectation and awe, but he was not their ancestor.

——It’s better to let the reunion happen by themselves.

Klein suddenly woke up from the power. Even though there was a voice in his heart and mind constantly tempting him to accept this identity and completely replace "Bethel Abraham", he still turned a deaf ear to it.

As the "Faceless Man" and the "Master of Secret Dolls", he knows very well that a role is just an identity, and an identity is just a performance!
Klein clenched his fists tightly and re-sealed all the seals that were affected by the spiritual power of the apotheosis ritual and should not be opened.

He saw the looks in Abraham's eyes, sighed softly in his heart, then opened the door and left without any hesitation, heading straight for the southern continent.

……

Seeing Bethel Abraham leaving without even looking at them, the Abrahams looked at each other.

Verdu put on his glasses again and looked at the others in disbelief: "...Did the ancestor just leave like that?"

There was silence.

After a few seconds, a cough was heard. Dorian had calmed down after his initial excitement. Hearing this, he pressed his chest, feeling his heartbeat gradually calm down, and said helplessly:
"The ancestor is the king of angels, a great being only one step away from becoming a god."

"In His eyes, only demigods, or even angels, can be considered His bloodline descendants. We..."

He didn't finish his words, but just glanced at the others with a sad look, and the Abrahams all fell silent.

Yes, the Abraham family only had these few Sequence 7s left. Not only did they lose all their demigods, but they were also brought to their lowest point by the betrayal of the students they had trained. How could such a family be worthy of an angel king-level ancestor?
I'm afraid that even if he is a demigod, let alone the King of Angels, he would feel ashamed if he found out that his descendants were only a few old and low-sequence ones after thousands of years.

"It seems that the method of summoning ancestors to make the Abraham family rise again doesn't work." Dorian said half-jokingly. Verdu, who had just firmly believed in this idea, couldn't help but push his glasses, and finally said nothing.

Seeing his ancestor leave so decisively, Dorian felt sad, but he still looked at his other relatives and encouraged them with a smile:
"Everyone, don't worry too much... With the return of our ancestors, our bloodline curse has been resolved. Next, we can let our children consume the properties normally and advance normally. They don't have to be unwilling to get married and continue the family line because of the bloodline curse..."

Hearing this, the expressions of the other people relaxed slightly.

Life must go on, and if their ancestors don't want them, there is nothing they can do.

However, the current Abraham family no longer has the glory of their ancestors. Although they are barely surviving, they still have demigod-level seals and a complete potion formula to reach demigod status. Without the "Full Moon Whisper", their descendants can finally become normal Beyonders.

Suddenly, everyone had an epiphany:
The history of Abraham's family will be rewritten at this moment!
TBC
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Audrey pushed the door open and then closed it hard.

After walking a few steps up the stairs, she saw the doctor standing vigilantly at the edge of the stairs, with a gun in his hand, and patrolling with another middle-aged man.

With a sweep of her spiritual power, Audrey discovered that there were more than a hundred people here, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She raised her legs and walked up the stairs, but she didn't expect that the two people above her would discover her, point their guns at her as if they were facing a great enemy, and keep shouting words like "retreat" and "hide" in Dotan language.

"it's me……"

As soon as she said this, Audrey was startled and remembered that Letty Orr was dead.

But now, with her face as a noble of the Northern Continent and her clothes, which were simple but made of expensive fabric and embroidery, she was totally unsuitable to appear in the Southern Continent - she was either an enemy or a foe.

Audrey forced a soothing smile on her face, raised her hands, and slowly stepped back.

boom!
The heavy door was slammed shut less than half a meter away from her nose, blocking out the gun muzzle and crying behind the door.

Audrey paused for a few seconds, then took slow steps and ran towards another place with her body that was heavy due to her mood.

Along the way, she always found some people in the ruins, in the corners of collapsed buildings, and in the cellars of houses, but she had to give herself a false psychological suggestion of "the appearance of people from the Southern Continent", otherwise she would let those children and the wounded go crazy and rage and shout, or cry and beg for mercy - almost no one would talk to Miss Audrey Hall properly.

After opening the basement of the house again and seeing the family of three who had been drowned, Audrey's legs went weak. She finally walked outside and sat down dejectedly on the steps, letting the heavy rain soak her.

She turned around and looked at the three bodies floating on the water, then closed her eyes, stretched out her trembling hands, and took out the potion from her pocket.

Enough is enough.

She thought, tears rolling down her eyes.

It is enough.

The potion in that vial was filled with countless fragments of light, like the embodiment of the ocean of collective subconsciousness.

Audrey didn't hesitate, unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted her head back and drank the liquid inside.

Unlike in the past when she could still experience the potion sliding down her throat into her stomach, Audrey suddenly showed signs of abnormality.

--sad.

She wanted to cry, wanted to wail loudly, she felt as if she had become every person who was crying. She could not sense her body, and her whole body seemed to be condensed into a ball of thoughts, merging into the illusory sea around her.

This was the first time that she saw the ocean of collective subconsciousness directly without going through the "island" of dreams and the mind. It was like returning to the time before she was born, back to her mother's arms, back to the beginning, being washed, disintegrated, and influenced by the imprints left by the ancestors of mankind like a tide.

--pain.

This time, the negative emotions were about to overflow. There was fear, madness, and all kinds of terrible mental pollution, and Audrey was unable to resist for a moment. Her consciousness faded, and her "figure" swayed and was about to melt away.

However, the nearby "sea area" was not peaceful, but experienced a certain degree of ups and downs, spreading intense sadness and pain to the surrounding areas.

Affected by this, Audrey, whose self-awareness was about to be assimilated by the collective subconscious, also resonated and felt uncontrollable grief.

——Reluctant.

The grief spread from one thought to another, and soon filled the "thought" that Audrey had "mutated" into, piercing into her spiritual body and her soul.

Audrey finally came to her senses and calmed herself down skillfully, constantly giving hints and removing the contamination until she regained her sanity.

——I’m just one step away from a happy life.

——If the perpetrators are at the top, how can we change everything? How can we make people happy?

With just a thought, she split into multiple transparent and illusory selves, roaming in the ocean of collective subconsciousness, reaching the mental islands representing different people and climbing up.

In these "places", she intuitively saw where the sadness of different people came from:
From the thunder and rain that fell from the sky, from the moment when the house collapsed, from the family members and relatives who were kidnapped and never appeared again, from the children and parents killed by the colonizers, from the splashing of blood and flesh before my eyes, from the sudden collapse of the loved ones, from the senseless war and death, from the sudden punishment and destruction of God...

A tear fell from the corner of Audrey's eye.

As an eyewitness, she was infected by the sadness and pain.

She only wants to do one thing now.

That is--

Give nightmares to those who destroy happiness and beauty, and give blessings and help to those who pursue happiness and beauty.

TBC
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Good night. (End of chapter)