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

Chapter 518 The Real "Door"

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The Demon of Knowledge felt a little amused. Bethel's words reminded him of the preaching conference in the Western Continent.

This name was decided a long time ago. It was an activity where various schools and colleges organized a nationwide high-level exam to show their professional abilities, give the younger generation a chance to perform, and absorb new talents. According to the current saying, the Demon of Knowledge thought that this should be called a national joint exam, or a professional skills and knowledge competition for extraordinary people below the level of demigods in the Western Continent.

As the "Heavenly Secret", He has always attached great importance to such activities. In order to ensure His position in the Western Continent, He has always selected the best students and trained them long in advance to prevent them from not getting a good enough ranking.

"You are the kind of person who cares about this kind of thing."

The Demon of Knowledge was a little surprised: "Will your spirit be disturbed if you return to Earth like this? You don't have many anchors, and there are only a few hundred descendants in the world. Not to mention that your rumors have long been buried along with the history of the Fourth Epoch. No one remembers you."

He thought for a moment, looked at the distant red moon behind Bethel, and added:
“No one knows your persistence.”

Bethel sneered with an ambiguous tone, and calmly and indifferently assessed his own situation:
"You are wrong. The moment I returned to Earth should have been the moment when I was in the best mental state in the past thousand years. The ravings and temptations of the Fallen Mother Goddess could not completely deprive me of my will. It would be too funny if I went crazy because I had no anchor."

"As for the things I did..."

He was silent for two seconds.

"I can understand. If many people knew about me, I would certainly gain a lot of anchors, and more people would take risks to summon me... It's a pity that no one knows, but I didn't choose to be exiled and seal myself for this reason."

"Let me confirm again, have you made a decision?"

Bethel nodded: "Yes."

As soon as these words fell, his body - Klein Moretti's body suddenly fell into stillness, his eyes were blank, his pupils slowly dilated, and there was no longer any sign of life.

Immediately afterwards, a book appeared in front of the Demon of Knowledge.

He looked at the book that recorded Bethel Abraham's life so far, flipped through it casually, and found that since Bethel became a Sequence 3, there have been traces of the authority participation of his fellow aliens. ——These traces were originally just simple pollution, information pollution caused by watching and ordinary spiritual interaction, like some unnatural printing black spots on normal paper. These accidentally spilled ink affect the appearance, but do not affect the overall reading and logic.

But after Bethel became Sequence Two, these printed ink dots became larger and larger, and there were more and more of them... Perhaps the gods also knew that Bethel Abraham was a very talented "apprentice", a vessel with sufficient strength and status. They used their respective authority and power to influence or deceive each other's perception. Bethel Abraham never knew that the "safe route" he thought was not safe, and was even full of dangers.

Afterwards, He became the "Guide to the Endless Starry Sky."

More and more descendants of Abraham followed the path opened up by their ancestors, but not many of them survived to the end. They died for various reasons, either suddenly, out of control, or because of contamination by foreign gods.

Bethel also knew about this, and even learned more than once that his descendants died for strange reasons. On the one hand, he was saddened by the death of his outstanding descendants, and on the other hand, he was puzzled from the bottom of his heart why they encountered danger on a safe route.

"That route is obviously safe... Outer Gods may occasionally pass by, but there are enough planets with civilizations around. As long as you follow my instructions and move forward or evacuate, you won't encounter such dangers."

The Demon of Knowledge turns the pages, and the book honestly records Bethel's feelings and doubts.

"Has the route changed? I should check again and eliminate the danger. If there really is a fatal crisis, I should also change the route immediately and not let my descendants die in vain."

"There is no problem with the route..."

"What went wrong?"

"Could it be..."

The Demon of Knowledge took a look at the time when the psychological activities on this page appeared. It happened almost three thousand years ago, but it only reached half of Bethel's life. He didn't know at that time that he would have to spend a long period of his life in endless darkness, imprisonment with no future, extreme loneliness without freedom, and crazy pain.

That was enough for the Demon of Knowledge. He was not very interested in the subsequent records of split personality. He glanced at some of the memories and experiences that had been altered by external forces, weighed the pros and cons, and finally took action to erase the pollution.

The book floated in the air, tilted slightly, and the Demon of Knowledge rolled up his right sleeve and made a calligraphy gesture.

The demon of knowledge used the illusory brush in his hand to erase those abnormal ink spots and traces. Like a Chinese studies teacher who corrects students' flawed essays, he meticulously corrected the mistakes that were corrected by other compatriots and outlined the location of the true "safe route" on the star map. Then, he happily lit the "Moon Uniqueness" lamp in his hand, and under the blood-red light of the "lamp", he altered, tore, and separated the schizophrenia records of the past 1,300 years.

Although this was a far cry from helping Klein clear out the survivors in the God-Forsaken Land, as the incarnation of the Old Ones, He could eradicate the pollution of the Old Ones.

However, it was obvious that the Fallen Mother Goddess was stronger than Him. Therefore, He could only eradicate the pollution in His soul, and He had to slowly cure Bethel Abraham's Blood Moon schizophrenia.

After properly dealing with the pollution and mistakes in Bethel's soul, He took Klein Moretti's body, held it in His hand, and returned directly to the ground along the summoning array with Bethel's records.

……

It has been a while since the ancestor left, but the summoning magic ritual is still running steadily. According to the angel who came and left in a hurry to check the situation, the Lord he believes in, the God of Knowledge that everyone submits to, is still outside the sky.

Therefore, Abraham and others need to continue guarding this magic circle.

Dorian curiously asked what the place outside the sky was. According to some secret information exchanged between the Mystery Church and them, there were many incomprehensible and unimaginable horrors in the world outside the sky. Why would the gods go there? Is that the place where the broken summoning circle passed down in Abraham's family leads to? Are the ancestors trapped by those things?

Not sure. Angel said bluntly, this is not my research direction.

Then He left in the same hurry as He came, without caring about Abraham and the others who were at a loss in the evening breeze.

But not long after He left, the various spells and patterns that made up the teleportation array suddenly lit up one after another, just like the reaction when the ancestor suddenly appeared before. Abraham and his companions immediately moved away, lowered their heads slightly, and waited for the person to come.

The Demon of Knowledge appeared on the summoning circle. He wiped the ground with his shoes, destroying the core ritual of the circle and severing the connection.

He saw Abraham and his group lowering their heads in the distance, and without saying anything, he directly slammed the book in his hand into the chest of Klein Moretti, who was still in a "dead" state.

The spirit and the body did not fit together and showed some resistance, but the Demon of Knowledge still forced it in.

Two seconds later, He opened his eyes.

Bethel Abraham felt as if his eyes were blurry for a moment, and then he found himself standing on the rooftop of a church. He had not even had time to express his expectation of returning and his longing for his hometown before he arrived on the land of Blue Star. I have died once?

He was stunned for a moment, and then Bethel began to look around, to check if his body began to split into different parts and have their own life like in those nightmares, to check if the stone where he stood had also come alive... After a few seconds of tension, Bethel Abraham finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was sure that the pollution on his body had been cleared and he had not brought disaster back to the earth.

This made him feel unusually good, but soon after, he realized that his memory and some common sense had been modified. His expression suddenly changed and his face lost color in an instant.

"So that's how it is... So that's how it is. I did something wrong again."

Bethel looked at his hands in doubt, frowning and muttering to himself: "...I, the ancestor, always seem to bring disasters to my descendants. The route I thought was safe is also the same, the mumbling during the full moon period is also the same, and there is also that huge disaster..."

His eyes swept over Abraham and his companions who did not dare to look up in the distance. When he saw their sequence, Bethel's breathing paused briefly again, as if he could not imagine that his family and bloodline had declined to this point.

"It's really... a dereliction of duty."

Bethel did not spend too much time sighing. He looked at the Demon of Knowledge, and the Demon of Knowledge immediately understood what he meant.

"Do you want Klein to hear your voice, or control his behavior?"

"Control His behavior." Bethel said without hesitation.

"Okay." You still have to change it back anyway. The Demon of Knowledge stretched out his hand in front of Bethel, and he saw the spell representing "possession" reappear on his chest. The Demon of Knowledge modified a few strokes on the spell, re-outlined two incomprehensible ancient characters, and then made the spell disappear again. "It will start in five seconds, get ready."

……

"This is a bit bad..."

Klein quickly flipped through the records and thought about countermeasures. At this moment, a strange impulse suddenly took control of his body, as if another person's spirit had awakened in his body. Someone grabbed his hand and selected a page in the records.

"If I give you the power of the 'gate', all you can do is run and defend?"

A cold and indifferent voice sounded in Klein's ears. He turned around involuntarily, and an asymmetrical crown appeared on the record in front of him. Klein suddenly "saw" that his clothes were covered with a layer of dark color, becoming evil and luxurious.

Bethel pulled off a silver armband at random and threw it towards the thundercloud.

"bribe"!
The bribe at the true god level was launched, and the thundercloud accepted the "gift" handed over by the phantom from the black throne. Although it did not collapse, it immediately stopped its activities. Bethel took the opportunity to leave the spiritual world, directly passed through countless doors, and even passed through the starry sky several times, and directly "washed" away the mystical connection between himself and the thundercloud with the dissipated spirituality of the outer gods!

“You dare not use those pollutants, but you must also know that the terror outside is not only a terror, but also a power that can be used!”

Bethel said.

If the God of Thunder continues to track spiritually, then He will most likely establish contact with those guys outside.

Then, Klein discovered that the page of "bribe" in his hand that had disappeared had regained color and returned to the record!

"The record has been reproduced!" He thought with some surprise, "At the high sequence, can these powers be used without limit? Is this the manifestation of 'borrowing power from history' in the high sequence of the 'Gate' pathway?"

While Klein was thinking, he saw that the pages he had used before were returned to the record.

Klein's hands moved again. Bethel pinched one of them but did not use it immediately.

"Leodro is not a reckless man. On the contrary, He and the night were the most sensitive to my abnormality and directly banished me into the darkness, where the thunder formed a cage... I blocked one attack, but the next one will be more fierce."

Bethel said.

His voice was steady, without the slightest inflection, but his heartbeat quickened because he was able to stretch his muscles freely.

"Your destiny is extraordinary. Through the ritual, you might be able to touch the Sefirah Castle again and open the door..." Klein heard Bethel snort, as if expressing dissatisfaction. "You are an enviable kid. I won't fight with a junior for something, but you'd better hold it tightly in your hands and don't give me any chance to snatch your position or your Sefirah... Here it comes."

As soon as Klein's spiritual intuition was touched, Bethel activated the record in his hand.

The space around Him suddenly became terribly distorted. A brass eye, hidden in the colors of the spiritual world and disguised as an ordinary symbol, was revealed by the distorted light and shadow, but it was still looking at Bethel without being affected at all.

Bethel suddenly felt as if he had been seen through. He pursed his lips, but the corners of his mouth slightly rose.

The brass eyes suddenly emitted light, and the light blocked the surrounding space in a linear shape, preventing Bethel from leaving through the spiritual world temporarily, while also stabilizing this space. Then the light band began to shrink, and the gap in the middle became smaller and smaller. The edge of the light reduced everything it encountered around it into basic particles and spirituality.

"See through my weaknesses? No, it should be analyzing my shortcomings... If it's an attack on my weaknesses, then I have to be careful."

Bethel dodged the light that swept past him, letting it take away a piece of his clothes and hair. He suddenly smiled, and the record in his hand lit up again. At the moment when the True God-level distortion was repeatedly activated, countless cracks emitting light blue light appeared around him. Bethel smiled, stretched out his hands, and made a tearing motion to the sides.

In an instant, dozens of space cracks were opened! The space was shaky and the restraints suddenly fell apart!

In an instant, more than two records of extraordinary abilities were activated, so fast that Klein could not see clearly. He saw a head rising from the shadows, and the head melted into flesh and blood, allowing the filthy words along with the flesh and blood to turn into blessings and fall on a blood-red long sword burning with flames. The long sword was grabbed by a tall illusory figure, who opened a pair of red eyes with extreme madness and murderous intent.

The pair of eyes took a quick glance and immediately locked onto the brass eyeball, confirming the location of the weakness.

The brass-colored eyeball also looked upwards, and shot out a ray of light that directly penetrated the heart of the figure. The figure suddenly became more transparent, but did not stop.

It seemed as if a figure made of blood and fire grabbed the bleeding flaming sword and chopped it heavily on the brass eye with a force that seemed to be able to split the whole world in two!
Just before they were about to touch, the space was in complete chaos. Bethel closed the record, opened a door behind him, and fell backwards without any hesitation, appearing in another area.

A storm of fire suddenly erupted and swept across the entire already broken spiritual world. He felt the spiritual vibration from afar and smiled.

TBC
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“See?” He said, “This path has more than just the advantage of speed.”