Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 294 Turning the world upside down
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"get up!!"

A deafening shout suddenly exploded in Traynor's ears. It took Traynor's mind half a second to determine the owner of the voice, and then slowly folded the pillow over to cover his ears and face.

"Get up, get up."

Richard reached out to grab the quilt with him: "Something happened!"

He closed his eyes and gripped the quilt even tighter: "...What's the matter, has the Northern Continent invaded..."

"There are a lot of things going on, which one do you listen to first?" Richard grabbed his quilt, waited for dozens of seconds, saw that the other party was silent again, he raised his voice and said, "The real creator has become a righteous god!! You turn positive Already!! Friends!!"

Treynor snapped his eyes open.

He couldn't believe it: "I ran away from the Orthodox Church, and now the Jagged Cross has become a regular, doesn't that mean I didn't run away?"

"When you said that, I remembered. You have donated to many churches of Eternal Blazing Sun before? Can you get the money back?"

The hunter was taken aback: "The Church of the Eternal Sun? What does this have to do with the Church of the Eternal Sun?"

"Oh." Richard quickly added an explanation, "The True Creator has replaced Eternal Blazing Sun's status as an orthodox god in Intis."

Trainor didn't come back to his senses for a full half a minute, and he glanced at the calendar on the bedside suspiciously.

"...Don't think about those unrealistic things, get me a glass of cold water."

Trainor let go of the pillow, sat up reluctantly, looked at Richard, who was familiar with operating the electrical appliances to bake bread for himself and spread cream and butter, and reached for the coat beside the bed:

"Speaking of which, now that the Aurora Society has turned positive, and Intis has no royal family, only a parliament, and the parliament is under the jurisdiction of the church and gods, does that mean that your highland colony now belongs to the Aurora Society?"

Richard took a bite of the thickly buttered toast and nodded:
"In theory, this is indeed the case. Both the Rose School of Thought and the Highland Rebels are now waiting for the announcement of the new church."

"This issue is very complicated. If the Aurora Society really intends to continue to practice half-slavery and half-colonialism in the colony, then I will also find a way to continue dying." Richard chewed butter toast with a complicated expression, "But Aurora There will be considerable goodwill towards the Southern Continent, if Intis changes his attitude and grants normal citizenship and human rights protection to the highland colonies, then I guess the rebel army will not be able to organize and may consider disbanding on the spot."

Trainor didn't speak, and straightened his hair in the bathroom mirror.

Is it time to consider investing in a few Aurora Society industries?he thinks.

"It's ironic to think about it this way. What I have worked hard for more than 100 years and failed to achieve, will be completed sooner or later."

Richard laughed at himself, closed his eyes, countless figures appeared in his mind, some were young, some were old, some were resolute, but they all walked ahead of him, even the sweet and delicious cream could not melt Open temperance to control the emotions called pain and anger in the angel's heart: "Out of selfishness, I don't want the resistance to end like this, because I don't believe in the kindness of the people of the Northern Continent, and the temporary preferential treatment is only for longer-term profits... But, if The real Creator has really done this, how many people dare to obey? The overall situation will definitely be better."

"Isn't the purpose of our resistance to gain food, dignity, freedom and rights?"

"If it really ends like this, maybe it's good." Richard smiled and bit off most of the remaining buttered toast.

At this time, Traynor had finished washing in pajamas and a coat. He didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, so he prepared a breakfast for himself in a leisurely manner. The drink was hot coffee with milk and sugar cubes.

"But why did the true Creator suddenly become the righteous god of Intis, and where did Eternal Lieyang go?" He asked suspiciously, "There is no other belief area in the Northern Continent that can be divided, so it is impossible to go to The northern plateau, right?"

Richard's smile became visibly real:

"He's dead."

"From now on, there will be no Eternal Blazing Sun, only—well, the Church of the Creator!"

died?

Traynor was startled, he turned his head suddenly to look at the sky outside the window, the sky was still bright, and the golden ball of light was still hanging there, then he turned his suspicious eyes to the calendar again, and it took him a long time to find himself the sound of:
"Gods die too?"

"No, there was a battle of gods? When did it happen? You saw it? Why didn't you go crazy?"

The concept of God's War has existed since ancient times, but the fact that the gods personally end up fighting... there is no way to imagine it!
Shouldn't they be eternal?As eternal as the existence of the sun, moon and stars, angels already have immortal lives, and gods are countless times stronger than angels. They should be more eternal, more tenacious, beyond the limit that humans can imagine, and human wars are nothing more than It's the sand table in their hands... Can such a powerful life form really be killed?Even by another god?

Richard made himself another piece of buttered toast and said with a bright smile:

"I didn't see the real battle of the gods, but I saw the change of the symbol."

"Symbol?"

Trainor frowned, but it was remarkable that the Angel of Temperance was one sequence higher than himself.

"Don't touch my bread and butter." Traynor couldn't help but say, "I'll give you the three-month share of Fetus' cream cheese processing factory later, and you fill in the address yourself."

"That's not what I meant."

The smile on Richard's face became brighter: "In fact, the symbol is very simple. The sun fell, and then the sun rose again, and the change of authority ended...Then the true creator declared that there would be no eternal blazing sun from now on, and he was the mythical The return of the ancient Creator."

"He denied the creation legend that the six gods were born from the body of the Creator and led humans to defeat other races, and accused the gods of killing him and building a new world on his body. He wants to take back what was taken away from him power to avenge the wicked gods."

Richard patted the stunned Treynor on the shoulder:

"Sounds unbelievable, right? But the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery admits these contents - anyway, it has nothing to do with the God of Steam, after all, He is a new god born in the fourth era, and cannot participate in the creation myth. These The content is currently only disseminated among the church’s top leaders and angels, if Intis’s printing house can work harder, maybe within this week you will be able to see the announcement for the public in the newspaper.”

After saying this, he touched his chin with some uncertainty.

"...There should be a modified version for the public, right? But I feel that with the style of the Aurora Society, it is not impossible to just say it directly."

"Actually, the Rose School of Thought is very nervous now, because..."

"... Judging from the fact that the true creator devours the eternal blazing sun, maybe our bound god will also be..."

Richard thought of what Outer God had said to him during the smog before, and shook his head with some emotion, but didn't finish his sentence.

After Traynor was dazed for a long while, he suddenly thought of another problem—"Mystery Practitioner" and "Sun" are adjacent sequences, and adjacent sequences mean they can be interchanged, but there was a war and accommodation between the gods. If so, does it mean that adjacent sequences can devour each other when they reach the stage of gods?Have plural authority? ...It should be more than that, right?

He was shocked by this secret knowledge, and asked doubtfully after a few seconds:

"The Declaration of the True Creator is a challenge to the gods. If the Eternal Sun is attacked, it is impossible for other gods to watch it? If the True Creator has the ability to kill the Eternal Sun alone while bearing the attacks of other gods, why would he do so?" Being forced to hide for so many years?"

Upon hearing this, Richard glanced at him with complicated eyes, and patted his shoulder heavily.

"Of course there are other gods to help."

"Who?"

"your dad."

Trainor: ? ? ?

"That's right, my friend, your father has become a god." Richard's smile was full of ridicule, resignation, and eagerness to pluck the wool, "Your father helped the real creator kill the eternal blazing sun! Five epochs, the true god of the devil path was officially born!"

"Before there were malicious outbreaks all over the world, wow, you fell asleep too? You didn't even think about getting up to see the situation?"

The hunter was dumbfounded: "When did this happen??"

"It was like this at eight or nine in the morning. It lasted for about two hours and ended at noon." Richard said, "I almost rushed directly to the North Continent to fish in troubled waters when I was happy. Fortunately, my self-control ability is relatively strong."

Treynor couldn't bear it anymore. He stepped over and grabbed his desk calendar, checked repeatedly to see if the number was 350 or 1450, and reached out to touch the cat in his shadow. After groping for a long time, he couldn't find it. The cat didn't know where it went. .After being mad for a minute, he looked at Richard with a distorted expression:

"So many things happened in one morning??"

"There are others."

"For example, something went wrong in the city of Behrens. From midnight yesterday to this morning, members of War Red and the Loen army all experienced strange sudden deaths. In addition, there were also suicides due to malicious out-of-control. And murder, that's why I was invited to help deal with these matters. And the prince seemed to be assassinated by his subordinates with a weird magical item because he abused his subordinates.

"This also happened this morning??"

Richard looked at Trainor who was plucking his hair with pity, and continued: "Yes. And Feysac declared war on Loen, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom intends to establish diplomatic relations with the current Intis..."

"The relationship between Ruen and Intis is unknown, but it gives the impression that the Lord of Storms has a big opinion on the current Creator."

"I feel like I'm going to fight."

601
Backlund, East District, a two-bedroom room.

Several policemen in black and white checkered uniforms followed the landlord who opened the door and entered, covering their mouths with their hands.

There is a strong smell of blood inside!
"Officer, I don't know what happened. The other tenants said that there seems to be a lot of blood here, and they can smell it through the walls and the door." The landlord wearing a silk top hat looked around timidly, I don't want to stay in the room for a second.

The black-haired and blue-eyed police officer with the inspector's epaulettes waved his hands and said:
"You wait at the door first, I have something to ask you."

As he spoke, he put on his white gloves and turned his gaze to the wooden door of the bedroom.

However, he was not in a hurry to go in, and slowly looked around, taking all the surrounding situations into his eyes:
A pile of coal, a cabinet for storing tableware and ingredients, a small stove, a well-cleaned iron pan, a slightly greasy table, two round stools on the ground, two reclining chairs, several A glass bottle containing an unknown powder, and a stack of scattered Tarot cards.

"A occultist with an average economic situation?" The black-haired and blue-eyed inspector nodded slightly, made a judgment, and then signaled one of his subordinates to open the bedroom door.

With a creak, more bloody smell came out.

The police officer who opened the door glanced inside, let out a short scream, and stepped back a few steps.

The leading inspector frowned slightly, pressed the shoulder of the retreating officer, crossed the obstacle, and approached the bedroom.

He swept his eyes, and his expression changed immediately.

In the bedroom, on the wooden bed, a man was lying there with his hands tied to the guardrail above his head.

He was naked, and there were thin and deep cracks on his body. The blood had already drained dry, staining the bed sheet below and the quilt next to him dark red.
At first glance, the dead man seemed to be tightly entangled with iron wires, strangled the skin and flesh, and strangled into the bones.

Although I have seen many such scenes today, to the police at the scene of the murder, it still has a strong impact, and it has a certain ritual-like sense of evil.

Just when the chief inspector was about to say something, two people suddenly rushed into the room, one tried to take a picture, and the other asked a series of questions:
"Another murder?"

"Mr. Police Officer, there have been more than ten riots and murders in Backlund this morning alone! There are also many cult ceremonies and incomprehensible mysterious situations happening near the King's Street, and people are still taking the opportunity to demonstrate. Could it be that Severus There is no way to stop the scene? It is said that there are police officers who accidentally fired their guns and accidentally injured people, is this true?"

"Officer, do you think it's a serial murder case?"

The inspector with dark temples and blue eyes frowned even deeper, he waved his hands and said:
"Don't destroy the scene, or I will regard you as the criminal's accomplices."

He immediately said to the previous policeman:
"Callis, ask the two reporters to go out and tell them that if you have any questions, please contact the press office at the Severas Field."

When the reporters were invited out of the murder scene, the inspector sighed and said:
"It's going to be in the newspapers again, damn it!"

……

Intis, Trier.

In the most secret small meeting room of Guangming Cathedral.

"Oh, I'm not trying to put pressure on you, you are free to choose whoever you want, but I remember that you seem to prefer raising Gu."

Edward cut the pastry and said to the real creator: "It's your normal practice to let them fight each other and choose the one that meets the requirements more, but to be honest, I think there is no difference between God of War, God of Death and Night, to some extent, Neither is the candidate you want."

The True Creator was silent for a while, reached out to take a piece of cake that didn't look too sweet, and said calmly:
"Things are not going to go the way I imagined."

"God of War, although the Mother Earth has a natural alliance with Him, Fusac still regards the Church of the Mother Earth as an evil god and does not grant missionary rights. He doesn't have the virtues I need."

"Reaper. He may be a pertinent choice, and his control over the source quality can also be considered a bonus item. In his eyes, nobles and commoners are equal, and living people are equal to dead people. I don't doubt his equality. After all, the god of death There is only one person in the world who has power, and that is Himself."

The real creator cut off the sharp corner of the cake with a fork, held it in his hand, and did not put it into his mouth: "The current Balam Empire... It will take a while to observe whether it is good or bad, but if it is not as good as it was before There is really no need for the god of death to be alive. He is not a human being, so he may not understand human needs, but he also knows that as long as he can run the country well, he can get higher scores."

Mythical beings or once human beings, that is the question.

"Reaper is working hard to win your support."

The devil enjoyed the dessert: "I'm afraid the taste of eternal sleep is very uncomfortable. He has slept in the river of eternal darkness for so long, and he probably doesn't want to go back."

"So what about the Evernight Goddess? What do you think of her?"

The True Creator fell into deep thought, and then he sighed.

"Even in the current situation, the night is still the best choice. He is more experienced than the god of death, and more suitable than the god of war. He is also among the best among the seven gods in terms of management of the country and the church. Adam's cooperation with him is actually a "necessary sacrifice". For sure, if you don't intervene this time, Heiye will get a man-made god of death and become a dual-path true god, and Adam will also gather all the characteristics. As soon as the war starts, he will immediately complete the ritual of becoming a god and become a true god. From Judging from the results, this is the greatest benefit obtained at the smallest cost, whether it is the 'Eternal Darkness' or the 'Omnipotent', they can be in place at any time."

Edward laughed, but the words of the True Creator didn't mean much to accuse the devil.After all, the real Creator himself is the beneficiary of these butterfly effects. If Adam becomes a "visionary", then He who is behind will merge with the other party.

"So you plan to support Ruen?" Edward said curiously, "Your attitude will determine Intis' choice."

"Well, I'm actually not interested in your choices. I just hope that you can fight as much as you want and let me have fun. The world before the end should be in chaos. A new order is born out of chaos, which is more suitable for the order of this world."

"Intis will support Ruen."

The true Creator spoke bluntly: "After...the Goddess of the Night gave me the price for helping her."

Edward blinked, he understood something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What if he didn't do that?"

"Then he will die."

The real creator shrugged his shoulders humanely, and said nonchalantly: "The angel Bonova has already returned one step ahead, and the Church of Steam and Machinery in Loen will soon withdraw to Intis's home country, and will no longer provide technical support. , but he can go back at any time. Don’t you think I am already merciful? I am still willing to give him a chance, a choice. If he misses this opportunity, his allies will not sit still.”

After listening to these words, Edward couldn't help but praised: "I feel that staying with the devil for a long time will definitely be affected."

"So the devil is the best universal excuse."

TBC
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I'm coming.

(End of this chapter)