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

Chapter 305 Deathmatch
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When the real creator was still thinking about how to shape the world, Edward had already entered Winter County.

"It's really cold, it's almost August."

Edward complained, and pulled up the fine wool scarf to cover his mouth and nose, and a little white mist came out from the gap of the scarf.He lowered the brim of his top hat, and walked into Moon Town, which had not yet been infected by fear, from the route indicated by the red glove he met on the road.

But it's just not impregnated.

These towns are all built on the hills, and lined up along the gentle and wind-sheltered places of the Amanda Mountains. From the heights of Moon Town, one can clearly see the explosions and flames that took place in the distance.

Cold Winter County, a city of tranquility, the people living near here are mainly pious ascetic monks and rich people, who rarely come and go to frequent dance parties, and the war has made communication between these inconvenient towns even less .The town is now surrounded by unease, although most of them don't know that the neighboring town has been consumed by fighting.

Flames and explosions are the signals of the approaching war, and more and more wounded and influx of refugees broke the tranquility of the peaceful city.People are leaving and dying every day, but the trains to transport people back to China have been delayed.These people who are used to a relatively poor life pray all day and all night, repent, and place their faith in the mercy of the gods, and almost no one can fall asleep.

Whether it's because of their pious beliefs or because they feel safe near the church, there are quite a few people who refuse to retreat here.

There are no people on the street, and there is no middle class among the people who can move here and live here for a long time. Most of them are rich and wealthy. Not only can they live here, but they can also donate a lot to the church. Rich people and middle-sized nobles.Therefore, there will be no beggars and homeless people. Even if the door is really open at night, it does not matter at all. It is considered a fairly good community.

The whole town was quiet, but not asleep, and every house that was still inhabited contained restless and panicked souls.

"Help them evacuate..."

Edward muttered, considering what the other party entrusted, he chose to detour to the steam train station in the mountains first.

The station was empty, the upper windows were open, and the temperature inside was frighteningly low.Snowflakes and cold wind poured in through the gaps, and a thin layer of ice formed on the tracks that seemed to have been unused for a while.

Edward broke the frosted lock of the front door and opened all the doors.He turned around inside and found the location of the gas pipe, but there was no response after opening the valve. It must have been closed since it was used a week ago, and no one threw pennies into it.

The demon reached into his pocket—broken, no copper pennies.

But there are always more solutions than problems. Edward took out a quill and a small notebook from his inner pocket, and quickly wrote on a new page:

"The steam train station in Moon Town will start running at 2:15 am."

"The heating system is normal, the gas pipeline is in normal condition, as long as the valve is opened, it can be used."

After writing these two sentences, Edward breathed a sigh of relief on his hand, looked at his watch, held the quill between his fingers and waited.

The second hand rotated one frame at a time. At the first second of 2:15, there was a muffled sound of steam operation coming from the depths of the station, the gas pipes vibrated, and the gas wall lamps and hanging lamps lit up one after another. , the whole station came to life in an instant.

The upper windows also closed automatically, and the heating rose slowly.

Edward took the notebook and walked to the overpass above the steam train track to look down. The thin ice on the track was slowly melting.

He pressed the notebook against the guardrail and continued to write:

"The station will be operational because there is a completely empty train that will be transporting the people of Moontown to Storn station in East Chester tonight, and this train will arrive on time at 2:30, before daybreak. Let's drive away."

It is not normal to have a car without conductors and station staff. Edward popped a drop of blood at will, and dozens of newly born spiritual beings stood up from the blood. Some of them were wearing military uniforms, and some were working at the Loen Station. The standard uniforms of the personnel, male and female, old and young, are all temporarily fabricated demon dependents infused with memory and knowledge, and even if they are killed, they are only spiritual materials.

As soon as they were born, they quickly acted like real living people, and the huge station suddenly became popular.

The station gradually warmed up, the staff came and went, and the soldiers in military uniforms were waiting in line, as if it was really a civilian evacuation train arranged by the Loen military.

Edward nodded in satisfaction, pulled his scarf, and walked out of the station.

According to the entrustment, He will go to the church to announce this matter next.

He turned around the town and walked to the Moon Church on the eastern corner.It was still early, 5 minutes had passed.Edward took off his hat and knocked on the door. A few dozen seconds later, a young woman in red gloves opened the door a palm-width apart, and looked him up and down vigilantly.

"Hello?"

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to have any malice, and his appearance was also very attractive, the female member of the red gloves relaxed a little: "Sorry, the church is not open at night now, if you are praying, please go back."

"Excuse me ma'am, I'm here to deliver a message."

He took out a folded white paper from his arms, and in the eyes of the woman with red gloves, it was indeed a notice with the military seal:

"This is about the personnel evacuation arrangement in Moon Town. In order not to attract the attention of the Feysac people, the vehicles are temporarily recruited and will arrive at the station in 10 minutes. Who is the person in charge here? Please arrange the personnel in an orderly manner." Go to the station and avoid accidents."

The eyes of the red gloves suddenly widened. She glanced back at the interior of the church very quickly, and then turned back suddenly:
"Can you please give us this notice for confirmation?"

"Ah, I forgot to ask your name, may I ask who you are?"

"No problem." Edward calmly handed over the blank paper and smiled, "Today's retreat relies on a train temporarily conscripted by a big shot in the army, ma'am, don't ask where it came from, as long as you know that this train will Just take you to East Chester County."

The female member of the Red Gloves was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help but make up something in her own brain after being led by these words, and nodded seriously.

"Do you need to come in and take shelter from the wind?" She offered to be friendly.

Edward had exactly this intention: "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

He entered the church and the door closed behind him.The inside of the church is very warm. A few gas lamps and dim candles illuminate the church that has been reduced to a temporary nursing home. The pews for worship are full of wounded and helpless old people transported from other places.

The clergy of the church and a few Extraordinary people got together and talked about a piece of white paper with a little excitement, and quickly passed the good news to others.And Edward slipped away from the crowd without a sound, walked through the public area, and entered a confession room—it was temporarily converted into a confession room in the Foundling Hall. The children who could not speak were looked after by several women. in deep sleep.

Edward carefully walked around them, walked to a basket purposefully, reached out and picked up the child lying in it.

"Nice to meet you, Vanessa."

"Your father wants you to live a good life, but he doesn't seem to be related to you by blood. Is he your adoptive father?"

He said hello to the little baby talking to himself, then turned around in the small confessional room, and walked out quietly again.The priests were helping the old man up, but several Extraordinary people had disappeared.

"Want to visit your adoptive father?"

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Arnold swung the broadsword in silver arcs, and the hiss that cut through the air hit the huge demon wolf hidden at the junction of dream and reality for the third time. The waist opened Xin's long opening.

As soon as he succeeded in the attack, he immediately bit open the metal bottle prepared in his hand, drank the liquid in one gulp, stepped on the higher and higher roofs as a springboard, leaped vigorously at the highest point, and swung the giant sword shining with golden light Stab fiercely between the eyebrows of the demon wolf!
Humans holding a ray of morning light rushed towards the magic wolf in the air. This scene seemed to come from a myth.

The sword blade collided between the eyebrows of the demon wolf, making an indescribable impact sound. The huge impact shook the broad sword in his hand, and he lost his balance and fell from the sky.But the next moment, two dark green symbols appeared in Arnold's eyes, and the potion he just took gave off a strong bitter taste in his mouth, allowing him to control the incomplete mythical creature form that was almost out of control.The night watchman's dream only made him confused for less than a second, and the scene in front of him suddenly shattered like a mirror. He clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand again and stabbed down hard!
呲!
One-third of the blade pierced the demon wolf's eyebrows, and the gray-haired demon wolf howled in pain and shook his head frantically.The fragmented nightmare and the blood of the mythical creature frantically splashed around, and the spirit world creature splashed by the blood suddenly swelled up and rushed towards Arnold, enduring the pain of being shattered by the blade-like morning light and pulling him.

"Pagan saint, why are you still fighting?!"

As soon as the effect of the potion disappeared, Arnold was hit by a frenzied nightmare, and the fingers that were clenched on the hilt of the sword were separated by the spirits.

The feeling of falling made him wake up in an instant, but he saw those incomplete spirits pull out the broadsword from the eyebrows of the demon wolf, and throw it far away to the airship in the sky, which is constantly adjusting its position and angle.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the broadsword made of extraordinary materials pierced through a balloon of the airship, and the hunters on it had to stop supporting their own demigods again, and once again withdrew from the demigod battlefield.

"Go back and report it!!"

The chief of staff who was brought up by his companions lowered the rope ladder and yelled angrily: "This kind of prop is useless in mid-to-high sequence wars except for getting in the way and embarrassing people! Let's use it to bully ordinary people!"

"We were planning to bomb the town too!!"

The blades rotated crazily to keep their balance. Amidst the sound of the wind, another hunter who was equally ashamed and furious replied with a louder voice:

"Your Excellency asked us to help! And who made this heretic refuse to surrender!!"

The hunters driving the airship cursed and made an emergency landing on the open space outside the city for the third time. Without the leadership of the demigod, they persisted until now with the remote support of the soul link. In case the wolf really went crazy and out of control, even The demigod generals have to run away temporarily, let alone them.

"Pagan saint, why do you still fight?"

Having lost his weapon, Arnold inevitably felt nervous for a moment.With his eyes closed, he didn't dare to look directly at the opponent's mythical creature form. He rolled around on the ground with some embarrassment based on his hearing and intuition of danger, avoiding the pounce of the demon wolf, and seized the opportunity to ask loudly:
"Now cancel the mythical creature form, you are still saved!"

"Think of your people! If you die, I will be seriously injured, and the army that has lost its restraint will not leave anyone alive!"

Instead of the snarling and roaring that he expected, the voice in his ear suddenly disappeared completely, and even the words he had just shouted lost their echo.Is this a dream or reality?Arnold stood up hesitantly. The silence only lasted for a few seconds. He suddenly felt as if his side had been struck by a red-hot iron. He had rarely so badly injured.A blood-stained wolf claw slashed across his waist, taking away a large piece of flesh and twisting pieces of the armor into the flesh.

The severe pain did not bring more sobriety, but everything he was thinking in his mind began to disappear as soon as it popped up.It's not that he's become flattered after a few high-sequence fights, but that his thoughts are slowing down, his heartbeat is slowing down, and everything about him is drifting toward absolute tranquility.

The heart was beating hard, against the instinct of longing for peace.He took a hard bite on the tip of his tongue, and in the limited waking time, he took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

He saw himself on the edge of a bottomless abyss, with half his foot hanging in the air.

Arnold immediately closed his eyes.

Humans are creatures that are easily deceived by their senses. If the brain believes that there is an abyss under the feet, even if it is just a sprain, it is very likely that it will really fall to death.

"Is this your last strength?"

Calculating the time for the opponent to use the mythical creature form, more than ten minutes have passed, and even the airship ran out of fuel once and had to land, and it was almost time to run out of sanity.He remained vigilant, a small brass-colored key gleaming from a wrist hidden beneath his armor.After just a few breaths, Arnold mastered the method of creating dreams and hallucinations, imitating the extraordinary ability used by the other party using sound as a medium, and reversely affecting it back. His words carried a strong hypnotic effect:
"Pagan saint! You are a worthy warrior, I swear to God, give up resistance now, and I promise not to harm your people!"

Arnold, who closed his eyes, didn't see it, but the huge gray-haired demon wolf silently hovered behind him, its blood-stained claws and fangs constantly switching angles, looking for an opportunity to attack.

After hearing these words, the wolf's old eyes were shaken, his dark blue eyes drooped, and the broken mirror on the ground reflected countless beast faces with human characteristics.

His eyes only faltered for a moment, and his ferocious mouth slowly approached Arnold's head and neck—even though the opponent escaped with the help of intuition at the last moment, the wolf's teeth still tore open his side neck.Blood splattered everywhere, and half of the warrior's body was stained red with his own blood.

"I don't believe you, hater."

Demon Wolf raised his head, saw the lighted station in the distance, heard the siren sound from a distance, and replied in a low, song-like voice:
"Kill you here, and my people won't need to pray for your false mercy to live!"

Arnold took a deep breath, frowned and asked:
"Then I would like to ask you, does the war end when I die? Does the aggression stop? The gap here has been opened. After I die, the next person will soon replace me, but what about you? ? The Church of Tranquility, the Church of Evernight, how much power do you still have to fill your vacancy?"

The magic wolf was jumping in the gaps of the town, and he became more and more used to this body, as if he himself was a giant wolf galloping in the Amanda Mountains.The archbishop's voice came intermittently, becoming more and more ethereal:
"It's different."

The old demon wolf mixed with human features raised his head for the last time, looking at the white smoke gradually receding in the distant mountains. After opening, his body further began to mutate, and some vague words mixed with howling wolves spit out from the throat of the beast:
"The war launched by the God of War for harm...you who participated in it...what are you?"

"At least...I stopped you...now..."

This sentence was interrupted by a hoarse howl, and the last trace of human struggle in the wolf's eyes disappeared. It opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards the standing human with closed eyes.

Arnold was silent for a moment, then opened his eyes suddenly.

His body swelled rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, Arnold turned into a four-meter-tall giant, and the rough standard armor became a piece of iron hanging on his body.The wounds on the neck and waist were no longer bleeding, and red silk threads stretched out from both sides of the wound, joining together like sutures, leaving hideous scars.The giant's body was black and blue, with knotted blood vessels, and its two eyes gathered in the middle, turning into a vertical eye with two pupils.

The jaws of the giant and the demon wolf collided fiercely, and their feet plowed deep marks several meters on the ground. Along the way, the stone bricks cracked and the frozen soil turned over.He caught the wolf's mouth with both hands, his arms trembled slightly during the wrestling, and the ferocious sharp teeth were only a few centimeters away from him.

"I want to apologize to you, my lord St. Gallian!"

The giant said in a low voice: "If I had known that you had the will to die in battle, I would not have humiliated you by surrendering!"

"But I can't answer your question."

The giant's body surface erupted with dazzling morning light, which purified the spirit body that was about to attack and the dream that was approaching quietly.Just when the wolf was in pain and wanted to retreat, he stepped forward with his right foot, grabbed the wolf's ear, and at the moment the ruins shook, he threw the huge monster into the air in a wrestling posture. go out!

"People like me, the people of our God of War!"

"It has nothing to do with faith, nothing to do with justice, we are born to live to die bravely one day!!"

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In a dry forest outside Moon Town, a half-human, half-wolf monster was rummaging through the snow for living things.

It seems to enjoy this kind of hunting game. Hibernating small animals are driven out from under the snow and tree trunks, and the endless escape game is repeated in the dreams it has compiled.Its front paws were wrapped with red cloth strips, but its hind legs were human legs with reversely bent joints. Four tentacles of flesh and blood wriggling were exposed in the fur between the ribs.

It also has a human face covered in wolf fur.It runs, jumps, and plays with its prey in the snow, and raises its head from time to time, looking at the distant sky with confused eyes, feeling as if it has forgotten something.

What exactly was forgotten?

With a rustle, Edward stepped on the snow and walked to the dry forest outside the city. The fine wool scarf that was originally around his neck was transferred to the swaddle in his arms, and the child inside was sleeping warmly and soundly.

The strange wolf stood up vigilantly, his teeth bared in a human face.

"You are here, sir."

Its limited rationality is quickly judging whether the visitor is an enemy or a friend, but at this moment, it suddenly looks at its front paws in doubt. Two human hands wrapped with tattered red cloth strips are propped on the snow. There is no flesh and blood wriggling like hands between the ribs.He put his palms on the ground, and this posture was particularly weird and awkward because he turned back into a human.

He suddenly remembered what he had forgotten.

He looked at the black-clothed Loen gentleman in front of him, fear and anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"Sir, I have completed your commission. Your archbishop is fighting the enemy to the death. The people you want to protect have just begun to evacuate. I have also brought you the child you hope to live well." Edward ignored his nervousness, Taking two steps forward, he smiled softly, "I think I might need a guide who can take me to Tranquility Church, so is there anything else you want me to help with?"

"Ah, I think you still have."

Edward walked over slowly, and approached the person who was arched, as if he was not used to walking on his hind legs:

"Everyone has been evacuated, and you can go with them, go to the safe East Chester County, live as a human being, become the bishop of a certain church, and raise this child."

The demon gently bewitched the almost completely out-of-control Nighthawk, weaving a beautiful dream for him with words:
"Don't you yearn for a peaceful life? You are an outstanding Extraordinary, an outstanding red glove, besides that, you can also become an admirable archbishop, a good father who cares for your children... Mister , How many beautiful lives have been destroyed by the war, but fortunately, you met me, and now you are very close to all of this."

"Demon." Vincent said suddenly.

"That's what you always call beings that fulfill wishes."

Edward casually made a joke. He walked up to Vincent and handed out the child in his arms:
"Don't you want to hug her? She has lost her parents. She is still so young, and she will lose another adoptive father who cares about her."

Vincent's eyes trembled, he looked at the sleeping child, and thought of the words just now over and over again in his mind.

In fact, as the devil said, he has gone crazy and turned into a monster. He will never have the chance to enjoy the warm sunshine and a good life, and what awaits him will be the blades of his church companions.When he saw the train of the people in Moon Town moving, he was shamefully moved, and wanted to take Vanessa and leave with them, instead of staying in this war-ridden mountain to fight to the death, waiting for death. Advent.

How is the Archbishop?

The Archbishop may have...

His body trembled and he let out a weird hoarse laugh.He approached the devil with trembling hands and feet, reached out to the infant child, lifted a corner of the scarf, and looked at her lovely sleeping face.

The demon quietly watched his expression change, with a soft smile still on his face.

TBC
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Double update today!

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