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

Chapter 551 A Small Turn

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The memory of the demon wolf faded away with the wind of history. Klein stood in Sefirah Castle, surrounded by gray mist.

He stared in the direction where Antigonus' memory and consciousness disappeared for a long time and thought for a long time.

The death of Antigonus once again made him feel exhausted. Klein was frustrated to find that he would still fall into such emotions. It seemed that because the thoughts and experiences of the "Half Fool" were too similar to his, he was affected by the other party. Ever since "He" refused to be his servant and expressed his wish to die, this sadness has been hovering over Sefirah Castle.

Now that Antigonus was dead, all Klein felt was the loss of one's teeth and the grief of the other. Even the fact that he had won the victory and obtained the Beyonder characteristics made him somewhat unhappy.

But Klein felt that he had to be happier, instead of being enveloped by the powerless feeling of "death means nothingness". The fluctuations in his emotions were proof that he was alive, but he had nothing to be happy about right now, and he fell into an awkward silence on Sefirah Castle.

Klein suddenly missed Arrodes.

If it were here, it might have set off some fireworks on the mirror and made a facial expression, congratulating its great master for being one step closer to its position. Although Arrodes's praises were nothing new every time, Klein could already guess this development, but he still couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

"Remind Mr. Bethel to give me the 'scroll' first..."

Klein planned to do something to distract himself so that he wouldn't be dominated by this pessimistic mood.

"Putting this item on Sefirah Castle should slowly consume the remaining spiritual energy of the Fallen Mother Goddess. After that, we can consider returning it to the Abraham family. After all, this is also a seal for the Planeswalker. I probably can't use it during this period of time... If this is really a worse version of my previous idea, then I really don't know what the point of doing this is."

Klein looked outside. Bethel was still sitting on a flat boulder outside Calderon City to rest. The "scroll" was floating strangely not far from him. Klein squinted his eyes. He always felt that the "scroll" would turn around and face Bethel at any time.

But the seal of the Sefirah Castle above was still very strong, and Klein was confident that the contamination of the Fallen Mother Goddess inside would not escape.

He looked at Calderon again, searching for the remains of the God of War. After a closer look, he was pleasantly surprised to find that all the extraordinary characteristics were sealed in the "Dusk Giant Sword" that was inserted diagonally into the ground, and not a single bit of it fell outside.

This is the spoils of war!
But——Mr. Bethel was the one who basically did the hard work. I should be satisfied that I could obtain Antigonus' extraordinary characteristics.

Unfortunately, unless I can defeat Mr. Bethel in the battle for the Lord of Mysteries, I am not eligible to get the "Dusk Greatsword" and its extraordinary characteristics. I can capture the historical projection of the God of War later, but I can't capture the historical projection of the True God level after I leave Sefirah Castle. I don't need to think about the secret puppet for the time being. A secret puppet without extraordinary characteristics is of no use to me at the moment.

Klein felt a little regretful, but then he felt relieved.

After all, this was mainly the joint efforts of Antigonus and Mr. Bethel, and I only provided some help to the former, and the purpose was still other people's characteristics and uniqueness - they died keeping their promise and left their inheritance to me, so I really shouldn't ask for more.

"By the way, the God of Thunder shouldn't be able to sense it when doing divination on Sefirah Castle."

To be on the safe side, Klein let the gray fog block himself. Then he reached out and grabbed his topaz pendulum from the air.

He pursed his lips, nervously suspended the pendulum in the air, and then silently recited the divination target in his mind:
"The current situation of Melissa and Benson."

After just one recitation, Klein felt that his spirit had received the answer. He immediately closed his eyes and fell into a dream.

The dream was like the surface of water, and the blurry and shaking picture became clear. Klein saw Benson and Melissa holding hands tightly, walking on the empty street in the shell blue night. The two of them were shivering in the cold wind, looking haggard and weak, and they were exactly the fat sheep walking on the front page of the newspaper the next day and the target of late-night robbery. There were two Mandated Punishers secretly monitoring them, but monitoring was just monitoring. Klein guessed that if Benson and Melissa were in danger, these two Mandated Punishers would not help them.

Klein opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

He pressed his brows and groaned. Then he sent a message through Sefirah Castle to the "magician" Forth who was still in Backlund, asking her to pay attention to the security of Backlund at night. Although it was embarrassing to wake someone up in the middle of the night, Klein had no choice but to do so.

"Think about it carefully. Ever since the Northern Continent's several failed wars and economic downturn, society has become increasingly chaotic, but the country's regulatory efforts have not been implemented effectively. The Beyonders have been cautious and cautious. Newspapers are full of news about robberies and murders every day. At first, they were on the front page, and then gradually moved to other pages. Not to mention the government, even the people have become numb to them."

Is this really okay? Is this the kind of human being he wants to protect?

Klein stopped this kind of internalized thinking. He took a deep breath and then exhaled.

He suddenly realized something very desperate and funny. It seemed that he had done the right thing by leaving the genie behind to maintain order.

At this moment, Klein felt something in his heart, and saw red flames running out from the depths of the fog of history.

The Fulgrim dogs ran out from the spirit world and the mist of history, and rushed to him. But before they ran to Klein, they first noticed Antigonus sitting in a high-back chair. The Fulgrim dogs circled Antigonus several times, sniffed and looked, and finally chose to run to Klein who was standing far away.

Klein sighed with amusement. The Fulgrim dogs surrounded him. They opened their mouths and nine spiritual specialties of various shapes fell to the ground. Klein glanced at them and the information about these specialties emerged in his mind, confirming their effects.

"In a sense, I probably don't need a ceremony at all to advance, but I still have to collect nine specialties, which doesn't make much sense."

Klein waved his hand, and these specialties floated up, hovering in front of him with unimaginable spiritual power. The surrounding Fulgrim dogs seemed to realize something and retreated far away one by one, no longer making any sound, and even stopped wagging their tails.

"Forget it, haven't I done enough meaningless things?"

"Asking Fors to pay attention to nighttime safety will not change the chaotic security situation in various countries. Helping the southern continent will not change the deep-rooted hatred and hostility between the northern and southern continents. The charity foundation I built cannot protect all the people I want to help in Backlund. Insisting on myself will not be able to resist future demise. If I want to protect my believers, I have to rely on the power of another god..."

"If you think about it this way, facing your own powerlessness and weakness, admitting that some of your actions are just to comfort your conscience, but make others praise you more than you have done, is it also fooling yourself and others?"

Klein laughed a few times, and his mood became oddly relaxed.

It feels like I realized the meaning of "death" when I was a teenager in my previous life. I realized that there is nothing after death, and the emptiness after everything is over. But I just sighed and was not confused.

"Now is indeed a good time to hold the Sequence One Promotion Ceremony and accommodate uniqueness... I should be able to be promoted soon, but in order to be promoted normally, I need some time to digest and stabilize. As for what happens after the promotion, it depends on my own will."

For him, this is a good time to be promoted to "Secret Servant".

I don’t know if this is the best option, but Klein doesn’t want to drag things out.

On the one hand, the effect of the ritual had been achieved with the favor and recognition of the "Lord of Mysteries", but if Klein relied solely on this to advance, he might have completely become a Heavenly Lord when he woke up. After all, this guy only said that he would lend him power until he lost to God, but he didn't say whether he would be in a very bad state after his advancement and would be usurped by someone else.

On the other hand, a great war had just ended and he was now in Sefirah Castle. No one would come up to stop him except Bethel.

"How will I face Mr. Bethel later?"

"Anyway, I definitely can't act mysterious like I did with the God of Thunder. But Mr. Bethel has seen the real me, and he won't believe that the Lord of Mysteries can't even understand the power of the 'Gate'."

Klein thought for a while and decided to use Sephira to send a text message to Bethel. The gist of it was that I was still Klein Moretti. I had just negotiated the terms of the deal with Antigonus. Now He had gotten what He wanted and had given me all the inheritance, so I was going to advance to Sequence One and become the King of Angels. I didn't know what I would look like after I woke up, but you didn't have to worry about me. You could do whatever you wanted.

I can tell Him about what happened in the meantime, but the prerequisite is that I still have this thought after waking up...

After thinking about it, Klein moved his fingers, and Antigonus, who was sitting in the position of "The Fool", stood up.

The secret doll Antigonus walked in front of him. He was a head taller than Klein, so the doll naturally bowed slightly to his master. He raised both hands, and a mysterious aura emerged from one hand, like a mist with an unpredictable shape and a solid substance. On the other hand, a white mask without facial features slowly appeared from the void.

At the moment when the Fool's uniqueness appeared, the entire Sefirah Castle suddenly began to shake as if it had come alive, and the "Sefirah Castle Guards" Fulgrim's dogs uncontrollably crouched down with their jaws pressed against the ground of Sefirah Castle. The surrounding gray fog surrounded Klein and the uniqueness like boiling water, and Klein naturally realized that now was a good time to accommodate the uniqueness.

But his outstretched hand paused in mid-air, and Klein suddenly had an idea—

"Is this a hint from Guimi?"

“Is this a fraud, or is it real?”

This thought was not responded to, but his spirituality and everything around him proved to him that now was the opportunity to accommodate the uniqueness.

Klein hesitated for a moment, he was worried that this was another sign that the Heavenly Venerable wanted to harm him. But the reality was that whether he was worried about whether he would be promoted to Heavenly Venerable or not, he would be waiting for him in the future. Klein thought about it, and finally sighed, and took away the "Secret Servant" feature first. Specialties from the spiritual world also flew in one after another. In less than ten seconds, a bottle of dark potion that looked like night sea water appeared in Klein's palm. At the same time, he checked the digestion of the "Miracle Master" potion that he had just drunk not long ago. Not surprisingly, he found that his digestion progress was as high as 90%. Klein didn't bother to worry about whether this was real or a mystery. He just snapped his fingers, satisfying the small amount of wishes accumulated in the prayer light and the crimson stars, allowing the last bit of the "Miracle Master" potion to be completely digested.

Inside Sefirah Castle, Klein took a slow step and sat in the position of The Fool. The Marionette followed behind him at a half-step distance, holding the uniqueness of The Fool in his hands.

He adjusted the perspective of Sefirah Castle to the outside world. When the thunder illuminated the sea again, Klein raised his right hand, brought the bottle from the secret doll to his mouth, and drank the potion inside that was as light as air.

Then, he made a gesture with his last bit of clarity, and the uniqueness of The Fool flew over and vaguely stuck in front of Klein.

The next moment, Klein's eyes suddenly closed, just like the "Half Fool" at the beginning, as if he fell into a deep sleep.

At the same time, the eyes of countless secret puppets controlled by him flashed with light at the same moment, as if they had gained new life.

……

"Do you want to fight me to the death now?"

"I should be the one asking you this question," said the Demon of Knowledge. "If you don't treasure your characteristics, I can help you do so."

The fierce war between gods seemed to have stopped, but the two gods were still confronting each other at the border between the spiritual world and reality. Above the sky, dark clouds outlined the face of the God of Thunder, with eyes made of silver-white lightning. The sound of reciting scriptures and books came from the wind.

He looked at the Demon of Knowledge, and the Demon of Knowledge also looked at him. Just when the Demon of Knowledge thought that today's hasty challenge might continue, the God of Thunder suddenly snorted, and a flash of thunder flashed in the clouds, and His voice rolled in:

"Tell me what happened after the seal."

The Demon of Knowledge was a little surprised. Although he had long guessed that the Thunder God's "omniscience" might not be able to cross the barrier, he did not expect that the other party would admit it himself - he did not come into contact with the source? But looking at the power he possessed, it did not seem like he had not come into contact with the source at all!

"I have no obligation to share intelligence with you."

Although he knew that He was not God, the Demon of Knowledge was still happy to see His flaws. He sneered: "Your omniscience cannot see the Western Continent, nor the Eastern Continent? Then isn't your vision imprisoned by 'omniscience' to this small North-South Continent?"

"God of Thunder, your omniscience cannot be controlled by you, right?"

The God of Thunder snorted again, with the same disdain as before: "Life is destined to die from birth, what I want is to gain power. The seal restricts my wisdom, but I can hear the voices in the starry sky, I can hear the prayers of the tribes in the universe, put away your meaningless sarcasm, "Wisdom incarnation", "God of Knowledge", is your knowledge limited to the earth?"

After a friendly exchange of poking at each other's sore spots and exposing each other's scars, the Demon of Knowledge sneered with genuine emotion:

"I won't tell you who shamelessly plundered my technological achievements. Really, everything related to God is so disgusting. You don't know how to do anything else except forcing others to accept your aesthetics, values, and orders."

Leodro thought this was just praise for the tyrant, but the doubts in his heart were not resolved:
"You were just rebuking me for the divine punishment on Feynapotter. Your mystical magic also includes magic against tyrants."

"Your mysterious magic actually works. This is what I'm curious about. Tell me, in the world after the seal, are humans so ignorant of life and death that they dare to wield swords against rulers or even gods?"

The Demon of Knowledge frowned, but finally his expression returned to calm.

"What obligation do I have to tell you this?"

The oriental-looking god looked at the sky with a meaningful look, looked at the cold and serious face, and said:
"I don't care about your existence, nor do I care about your curiosity about the Western Continent."

"But I will also tell you that there is a kind of human being who lives a different life from you... In the myths of those humans, if there are too many suns in the sky, they will shoot them down; if the sky collapses, they will mend it; if a mountain blocks my way, they will dig it up; if a river or sea is causing chaos, they will divert the river and fill up the sea."

The God of Thunder sneered:

"The power that shot down the sun, broke the mountains, and changed the course of rivers, could it be humans?"

"This is just a battle between mythical creatures and gods. How can humans be qualified to participate? It's just self-glorification."

“But they all come from people.”

The Demon of Knowledge laughed and said, "Don't... don't say such shallow words anymore. If only one person thinks this way, it will be useless. But if people think this way for hundreds, thousands, and millions of years, then God will help them."

"Go away, God of Thunder. The truth you hold is the truth of fighting violence with violence. It is absolute power."

"Is this a compliment from you?"

Leodro still didn't think it was an accusation.

For thousands of years, power has been His only pursuit. He has now reached a height that He never dared to imagine when He set the goal of becoming stronger. There is no need for Him to care about the evaluation of an enemy He has only known for a short time.

The Demon of Knowledge looked at Him deeply and slowly retreated from the spiritual world:

"A god like you will eventually be defeated by stronger violence."

"Go back to your country and let me see how long this country without mercy and kindness can last."

TBC
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Amon pondered for a while in the spiritual world. Just as he was about to get up and leave, he suddenly heard a voice.

“Do you feel like you’ve missed a lot of things?”

He subconsciously wanted to nod, but his body suddenly lost control and he could only listen to the voice continue:

"What a coincidence. I also feel like I missed a lot of things, although I didn't intend to get involved in this battle that has nothing to do with me."

"In my estimation, the God of Death should have appeared in a crazy manner, fought with the God of War, and then died together. I could have taken the opportunity to reap the benefits, but this did not happen. At the same time, the future told me that I should wait for a better time and not act rashly now. I thought that I really did not need the River of Eternal Darkness now, so I accepted this idea."

"Next, my prediction is that the Lord of Mysteries will fully awaken in Antigonus' body, Bethel will be devoured, and then the Demon of Knowledge and God will react in a stressful manner. So I don't think this matter will have anything to do with me from beginning to end."

"But it went wrong several times. Do you know what it means for the possible misjudgments in the future?"

Amon didn't want to speak, and he couldn't say anything. The man who was speaking behind him reached out and grabbed his collar, picked him up like a child, and walked in a certain direction.

Edward said briskly, expressionless:

"It means that guy has betrayed me."

"He must have made some kind of agreement with Klein, because Klein's condition is getting better and better, and he is showing relatively good signs in the battle with the Lord of Mysteries. This must be Him taking action. I did say that I can cut off my tail and survive when necessary, but it is not so easy for Him to become the leader again. I really don't intend to sit there and wait for Him to deceive me to death."

At this point, Edward suddenly sighed:

"Oh, I really shouldn't say so much. It makes me look like a villain who will be confronted by a whole team of protagonists in the next second."

"He and I do have a consensus, which is that we want you to die. However, I still plan to use you again."

"Amon, do you want to see your father?"