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

Chapter 94 Voyage Diary
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11 month 7 day.

Today is the day to go to sea, I must commemorate it.

Today's weather is very good, calm and sunny, I ate a grilled fish with herbs in a specialty restaurant in the morning, and it tasted pretty good.

11/9

Sailing smoothly, nothing happened yesterday.

Captain Alger Wilson was generally a good talker, as long as he was paid well.He said that he has a good understanding of the route I requested, so this journey will only take more than a month, which is really great, and I really hope that I can return to land before the Chinese New Year.

11/13

After five days of sailing, we reached Dissi Bay.

It is very lively here as always, and it is one of the most beautiful and prosperous ports in the Kingdom of Loen.At the request of the sailors and myself, we entered the port together and had a meal at a restaurant near the sea, because Feneport is not convenient for docking. After leaving Disi Bay, there is no port to stay in. Can look forward to those far, far away islands.

I keep your request in mind and collect the legends of the abyss.

But I didn't find it. The most rumors circulating in the sea are giant octopuses or sea monsters, or they are swept by strange ocean currents to a rich sea area that has never been seen before, and they ran into a beautiful lady mermaid.

11/15

Extraordinary abilities are attracting each other.While passing through the Sea of ​​Madness and approaching the Southern Continent, the "Youlan Avenger" ran into a ship of the indulgent faction.

Captain Wilson showed his skills... Although there is only Sequence 7, the sea, especially the sea far away from land, still has great advantages in the way of storms.If I run into a Storm Angel at sea, I'll probably have to call for your help.However, they seem to be performing ordinary tasks, and they just happened to be attracted by me, which is really a disaster.

I was almost recognized by them, but fortunately they diverted and ran away as soon as they saw my face, well, I will deal with it later.

Mr. Alger seems to use this to start guessing about my approach. He is really a suspicious and insecure person.

11/17

good news.

...the ship is off course.

Such a spiritual ghost ship, paired with a navigator and a group of sailors, unexpectedly deviated from the course quietly due to wind, ocean currents, and two nights that were so foggy that the stars could not be seen clearly.

I think we should be approaching something, is it an abyss?
By the way, Mr. Alger's reaction is also very interesting.

Because he actually used the word "off course", it turns out that he has his own route in this sea area.

11/18

I feel that wonderful connection, something huge that I can't see directly seems to be at a distance that I can perceive.

Teacher, if you are here, you should have seen it.

I'm sure we're approaching the abyss, because the crew's emotions are affected, they start to get angry for no reason, all kinds of emotional confusion.At the same time, the food and water on the ship are quietly decreasing. There are voices in the corridor in the middle of the night, some people are whispering on the deck, some people are hiding food, and some people start to look at their companions with the eyes of enemies. Case.

There was a problem with his own team, and Mr. Wilson was distressed for several days, but he was a powerful boss, and the crew could still obey him even if they started to lean towards the evil side.However, he knew that this was temporary, so he urgently changed the route and went to the Oradek Islands to recuperate.I have no objection to this, because I also want to take a look at Oradek, the primeval forest island, and maybe I can eat original barbecue.

It is twelve o'clock at night, I have no candles, and my cabin has no windows. When I write this sentence, someone is watching me through the crack of the door.

11/20

Today is the second day of staying in the Oradek Islands. The mental state of the crew is much better, and they have picked a lot of wild fruits. Mr. Wilson is also relieved, blaming the previous undercurrents on the depressed voyage.

But it is very abnormal for experienced sailors to start having psychological problems within less than a week of sailing.

So Mr. Wilson held a simple mass in the evening in the name of appeasement, and prayed to the Lord of the Storm for protection.Although he was talking about group prayers, the specifications and procedures were all Mass. From this we can see that Mr. Wilson is a "captain" of the Church of Storms.

11/22

Just after leaving the Oradek Islands, it went off course again.

Mr. Wilson's mood was a little broken. He began to stare at me for a long time. I heard evil thoughts surging in his heart. In his eyes, I should already be a disaster star.If he doesn't give timely guidance, he will probably throw me and the crew into the sea and then return to the voyage with sufficient supplies to escape.The crew seemed to have begun writing suicide notes, which they then filled in empty bottles of Lie Ronkey, but there were enough of them.

At noon today, a crew member caught a piece of black meat.Then he lost control, and I reassured him in time to make him forget about it.

This piece of meat remains alive and will erode other organic matter. If it is eaten by someone, that person should turn into black meat.

Teacher, I think, I have come to the periphery of the abyss.

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Backlund's winter is inseparable from the fireplace and the mist. In the blink of an eye, December is almost here, and the Chinese New Year is only over a month away.

Amon still kept an eye on Klein on time, so he had a room of his own in the villa, where books he was interested in and gadgets he bought were piled up.Globes made of metal, sparkling ornaments, rimmed wizard robes and pointed hats, many different styles and even custom-made monocles (no degrees, all flat light), Amon obviously regarded Room 2 on the second floor as a In his long-term residence, he persevered and slowly built his own comfort zone in it.

He has taken the first step from an ordinary crow to a crow with his own unique aesthetic.

During these days, Edward clearly felt his changes, such as consciously changing his dressing style, starting to try styles other than wizard robes, taking Riel as his audience and evaluator, and then going around to try It turned back into a wizard robe in a circle.Although the style is still similar, but I have added some favorite ornaments, such as crystals of various colors, or simple jewelry, in short, they are all sparkling.

sparkling with light.

Edward turned off the crystal chandelier that must be turned on at night, and the gas wall lamps were turned on one by one, filling the luxurious villa with warm and cheap light.

Undoubtedly, under his laissez-faire, this Amon, like a student of the old era who was in the second grade of middle school (it doesn’t matter whether it’s junior high or high school), began to brush up his sense of existence and consciously avoid the stereotyped image of Amon , Trying to distinguish himself from the same him, like a peacock full of energy that blooms all day long.

The over-repressed (in fact, nonexistent) ego brings a strong counterattack, and this Amon expresses himself ostentatiously, looking for the style and items he likes.So much so that Edward felt that he might change into a strange costume at any time, and then start to say some creepy and sweaty strange words to the sky like a meaningless cartoon.

Fortunately, Amon didn't do this, and after more than a week of trouble, he gradually settled down.He has almost found his preference. In terms of knowledge, he is more interested in legends and things of the old era. In terms of food, he unexpectedly chose the flavor of the southern continent. In terms of clothing, his hobbies are a bit flamboyant.If Amon's overall style is that of a classical wizard, then he is a classical upstart wizard.

"Your aesthetics and matching of gemstones are really..." Riel couldn't help but pat the ground with his tail, "Why don't you use pearls?"

"Pearls are too ordinary." Amon took two steps, and the precious metal and gem ornaments jingled, he was very satisfied, "I like this."

"Like a crow."

"That's it."

"But you are a thief." Riel folded his hands on the cushion that was temporarily lent to him, his blue-gray eyes were dazed by the reflection, "you must be fishing in this way, to attract thieves ?”

"So..." Amon couldn't help thinking about it carefully. Young people who are in the second grade of middle school will eagerly want to perform and prove themselves different because of the awakening of self-awareness, so Amon thought rebelliously , "Maybe I can still switch paths...?"

But there is no such precedent. The way Amon and the avatar were born is the same way for a lifetime, so he didn't think too much about it, and quickly put it behind him, admiring himself like a jewelry shelf.

Edward, who was drinking tea and reading the newspaper on the sofa, cast his gaze from above the newspaper, and then extinguished several gas lamps.

The windows were half-closed, and the sound of rain was pattering outside.The winter in Loen is not only cold, but also often wet and rainy.The temperature has approached single digits, Amon lit the fireplace with a sense of ceremony, Riel consciously dragged the cushion and leaned against the fireplace.Anthracite coals were crackled, along with some expensive imported fragrant wood.

Light blue smoke with fragrance began to drift in the house, and the rain was blown into the house by the icy wind, adding to the unseasonable cold.

This is the rain that takes away the last remaining warmth of this winter. After this rain, the temperature will drop precipitously and enter the real cold winter.

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The bloodshot bones are astonishingly beautiful, and the exquisitely carved new altar is enough to prove the devotion to the great gods. This is the art that the devil likes, not the tyrannical and straightforward tearing and killing of the indulgence.

When night falls, the red moon hangs high, and you can just see the bloody full moon hanging above the altar under the altar.

Take three fingers, cut them open, insert the candle wick, pour in wax oil, and engrave the sign of that great existence after solidification.The pentagram and the sheep's head were poured, and the leading priests brought the sacrificed animals, and elegantly and skillfully cut open their bellies, and heard the sound of grinding teeth, running, excited roars of wild animals and a few short screams. Call.

"The great mother tree of desire, the great demon king."

"You are the father of demons, the god of broken hearts, and the screamer of eternity."

"Your humble believers beg for your attention, and your devout believers beg for your response. We have found the residence of the rebellious man. Edward Vaughan of "Fear" is hiding in the Northern Continent at this time. I implore you to blind his perception , in the name of the mother tree and the demon king, I will bestow upon him death.How stupid and arrogant He is, dare to call himself "the abyss", disrespect the mother tree and the demon king, he should be punished by God, and he will be a warning forever, and there will be no place to die! "

After a brief silence, the blood flowing on the altar made a gurgling sound as if it was being boiled.The blood was indeed boiling, and the seven hearts that hadn't been fully cooled violently expanded and contracted again, simulating the beating when they were still in the human body.In the boiling blood, they gradually melted, merging on the entire altar into a mass of wriggling, living flesh.

The red moon engulfed the flesh, which was more translucent than blood and more gorgeous than gems, making Gullera Beria dazzled.

He showed a smile that would only appear when he was completely intoxicated and happy, and lowered his head even more piously, letting his forehead touch the dark stone surface of the high platform.

Humble prayers rise from the ocean of flesh and blood, and lofty and distant spirituality descends from the blood-red moon.Tick-tick-tick, the mass seemed to be kneaded by invisible hands, steadily contracting and expanding, and the squeezed blood fell evenly from all around, spreading out to form thin blood lines.

The meat paste gradually covered the entire countertop, and gradually swallowed the entire altar, accompanied by spiritual resonance and fluctuations with the high-level beings.

It took a long time for the contemporary patriarch of the Beria family, the actual leader of the Blood Worship Cult, to wake up from this joy that was countless times better than eating and hunting. The line formed a regular circle in front of Him, and in the center of the circle were placed two scarlet and translucent jewel-like charms, with the symbol of a tree engraved on them.

"Praise you, the great mother tree, the great god of lost hearts!"

Guerrera Beria prayed again ecstatically, sincerely praised and thanked the Mother Tree of Desire, and then took the two charms away.

After leaving the altar, the guards outside bowed down to him and went to clean up the sacrifice site.After the spirituality touched the spell, he easily understood the function and usage of the spell: to shield the crisis perception of a certain demon, which is exactly what he needs.

It is not too much to say that the ability to perceive crisis is one of the cores of the Devil Path.Although when becoming a demon, creatures of different races and different personalities will transform their unique abilities due to their own biases, but no matter how they change, unless they transform into talents such as prophecy and foresight, they will not be able to shake the importance of crisis perception.Without it, the demon is like losing an eye, adding a sudden blind spot.

It was about digesting his potion and pleasing the gods. He didn't hesitate much, and immediately sent an oracle to the "Apostle of Desire" who was waiting for an opportunity in Backlund for the benefit of the family.

TBC
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First day of graduation trip: two blisters on my feet.

Dungeon: Assassination of Jason Beria, start loading.

*I was screened once, unexpectedly.

(End of this chapter)