Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

Backlund Bridge District, in a deserted alley.

In the peaceful night, a small figure jumped out of the last public carriage vigorously.

She pressed the hat on her head and hurriedly shuttled through the yellow mist, a stubborn blond hair exposed from under the brim of the hat.

In a remote but well-connected alley, this figure leaned against a corner that was not so clean. After a long period of secret observation, he pretended to calmly walked into the alley, with his right hand in his pocket, and his stiff and hard wrist was slightly inconsistent.

The yellowish mist became a lot darker, and Xio looked at the man in the golden mask standing in the alley and coughed lightly.

The man was still wearing a black tuxedo, his light brown eyes swept over the top of Xio's head, and said in a low voice:

"There is a task for you, and the reward can be the potion of the 'Sheriff'."

He spoke quickly and sounded anxious.

"I already have a copy of the main material." Recalling the rehearsal that he spent all afternoon with Fors, Xio calmly shook his head.

"I can dispose of that material for you." The man responded quickly.

He glanced at Xio who was not shaken at all, "Of course, if you want to choose gold pounds, I can understand it, but the magic medicine for the 'Sheriff' is not easy to get together."

At the end of the sentence, he emphasized it, and it sounded like he was really thinking about Hugh.

Gold pounds... Xio roughly calculated and nodded slightly.

"I choose the gold pound."

"Okay, then let's talk about the mission." The man was stunned after hearing Xio's choice, and quickly returned to his business-like attitude, "This mission is not dangerous, of course it may be There are dangers, and it all depends on your choice."

"In the beginning, I will pay you a deposit of 30 pounds. Of course, you can also use this as a fund."

"What mission?" Xio frowned slightly.

In the circle of bounty hunters, thirty pounds is enough to make the bounty hunters in the entire Eastern District sensational, and this condition is too advantageous.

"Through your channel, find out who has been paying attention to Kapin recently, and it's best to make a list."

Sure enough... Xio, who had already deduced the general content with Fors, was not too surprised, but said very professionally:

"What the **** is going on with Capin?"

Before waiting for the golden mask on the opposite side to express his dissatisfaction, Xio emphasized seriously:

"The newspaper only reports about the robber 'Dark Emperor'. Every day in the Eastern District, there are many gangsters and people with strange whereabouts inquiring about those gangsters. You don't want to receive a lot of reports about gang fights, right?"

The golden mask covered the man's expression, but his right hand that was hanging beside him moved slightly.

As a member of MI9, he is well aware of the reality of the depths of the gang in the East District, and Kapin's recent actions have indeed touched the interests of many uninformed people.

After hesitating for a while, he considered:

"The rogue 'Dark Emperor' did not know from which channel he learned that Kapin was involved in human trafficking behind his back, and then carried out an assassination campaign."

"He is also a Beyonder, and he also left two tarot cards at the end of the scene."

Tarot cards!

The corners of Hugh's less conspicuous eyes twitched, and she immediately calmed down her excitement, and a dry smile emerged from the corners of her mouth.

"Tarot?"

"'Trial' and 'Emperor'." The man in the golden mask didn't seem to notice the subtlety of Xio's expression just now, and continued:

"There was also a vicious terrorist attack in the East District before, and the last gangster disguised as a clown left behind a tarot card."

"It's the 'world' and the 'tower'."

The biting wind swept over the corners of the man's tuxedo, blowing some folds.

"We suspect that these tarot cards are some obscure hints, or represent the code names of these lawbreakers. In short, you can pay more attention to the information about the tarot cards when you investigate."

"Judgment"...I am "Judgment", why haven't I heard that I was involved in the operation about Kapin...Hugh's expression did not move, but the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be slow in thought Calm down.

The moment he heard the "World" card, Xio confirmed that the latter was the action that Mr. World was responsible for.

But why did Mr. World suddenly assassinate Kapin? Was it his personal behavior or the mission of Mr. Fool? Is there any secret behind this man?

Various thoughts popped up one after another in his mind, causing Hugh to feel his forehead swell on both sides.

Forget it, Mr. World should mention it at the next Tarot Club, but I can also ask... After thinking for a while, Xio quickly gave up the idea of ​​continuing to explore, and decided to go back and take this arduous task. The task was given to Forsi, who claimed to be better at thinking.

"I see."

......

At the entrance of the alley where black is the main theme, the petite figure disappeared into the dazzling yellow, the man in the black tuxedo still swaying in the wind looked to the side, the golden mask on his face reflected a faint light.

"She had some emotional fluctuations just now." In the darkness, Aigron, who was young with golden eyes, showed his figure little by little and tore off the cloak covering him.

This Sealed Artifact of the "Secret Prayer" pathway was a heavy burden for him, who was more sensitive to spirit, and his moaning ravings always reminded him of the ending of Jibalo described by Emperor Roselle.

"When I heard the tarot cards." He patted the non-existent dust on his shoulder in disgust and added.

The man in the golden mask was silent for a while, and then he said as if nothing had happened:

"That doesn't mean anything."

Hmph... Aigron turned his head sideways, ponderingly examining the deep guilt hidden in the ocean of the opponent's subconscious, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Maybe, the decision is yours, and I don't think it's a big deal."

As a semi-retiree, he doesn't want to take care of that much.

And, unfortunately, he doesn't like him Karpin either.

............

Backlund, Harvest Church.

The warm fire embraced the gradually deserted church. In front of the altar, Emlyn White held the iron spoon that was leaning against the porridge bucket, feeling that his arm had lost consciousness.

Watching the last "believer" who came for free hot porridge leave, he complained softly:

"Father, many of them are not believers of the Mother God, and only one third of this bucket of porridge is given to true believers."

In front of the bench seat, the tall figure still had his hands on his chest, as if he was coaxing a non-existent baby to sleep.

"Mother God is the mother of all things, and her kindness is kindness to life. We are obliged to help all those who are confused and struggling. One day, they will think of their mother's arms and reconsider their choice of faith."

Emlyn looked at the half-giant bishop with a kind face, and his heart felt empty.

Apparently he was once again persuaded by the priest, although he would not admit it.

At night, the church returned to tranquility again. The kind angels in the colored windows watched the servants who worked diligently to clean the prayer hall. The warm radiance filled every corner.

Finally, Emlyn, who had wiped the third candlestick, frowned, and could no longer suppress the "trouble" that had been bothering him for the past few days.

"First Evolution"

"Father."

The tall figure as tall as a mountain stopped working and slowly turned around.

Looking at the light blue eyes of the priest and the deep wrinkle nearby, Emlyn's words that slipped to his mouth suddenly stopped.

This young and handsome vampire had a tangled expression, his eyebrows and eyes were drawn together, and against his inner awe of the Marquis, he spoke with difficulty word by word about the choice that troubled him.

"The clan seems to suspect that I have converted to the mother goddess. Your Excellency the Marquis will handle this matter personally."

After speaking, he stared at the priest with some worry, his mouth moved slightly, but he couldn't say anything.

"Understandable, this shows that the vampires are still united today and maintain a noble sense of honor." Bishop Utravsky was not touched, just nodded lightly, and then praised the good qualities of the vampires.

Of course, our blood race has always been a noble and elegant race that prides itself on history... Emlyn first habitually agreed in his heart, raised his chin, and then reacted and asked anxiously:

"Aren't you worried?"

"In case Your Excellency the Marquis comes to the church in person, I want to **** that sealed item from you." After saying those words, Emlyn suddenly felt a burst of discord, and randomly connected with the content just now.

Bishop Utravsky slowly turned his eyes, with a touch of joy in his eyes.

"Of course not. I believe in the guidance of the mother goddess of destiny."

The tall priest slowly walked to the altar, his hands resting on his chin, extremely pious.

"Since the mother **** has guided me to come here, she has already seen the future. Therefore, no matter what happens, it is just a test of the mother **** for me, and a challenge that I must face."

But you are only Sequence Six, this challenge will kill you... Emlyn curled his lips, feeling a lot calmer for some reason.

"Actually, you don't have to worry, maybe they will find a way to crack it, which is not difficult for a race with a long history." After praying, Bishop Utravsky's generous voice echoed in the hall and explained patiently.

"And mother's kindness and redemption are reflected in the joy of the harvest. I believe that even if the hint is broken and you have experienced the joy of the harvest, you will continue to feel it and embark on the right path."

Then don't I really want to convert... Emlyn's eyes widened and he was stunned.

............

Loen, Winter County, Tranquility Church.

The quiet church in the night is particularly beautiful, and it complements the red moon hanging high in the sky and coldly illuminating the earth.

Frosty-faced Leonard suppressed his footsteps that he would run at any time, slammed the wooden door behind him, and locked himself in the room.

There was an indescribable anger in the dark green eyes, trembling faintly, he took off his two red gloves and threw them on the wooden table behind him.

"So you are a 'parasite'!"

He stared at the crimson Yuehua on the ground, his voice lingering in his throat, gnashing his teeth.

The familiar voice echoed faintly in his own ears, suppressing obvious anger, tension, confusion and fear.

In an instant, the old voice sounded as usual.

"You can understand that."

"But what exactly do you want to do, and why are you staying in my body?" Leonard clenched his hands into fists, clenching pale and blood red.

"I've never heard of a high-sequence 'Night' pathway called 'Parasite', we are not a pathway, and you can't make me into a potion and eat it, why do you choose to parasitize me, an official Beyonder. "

Although Leonard had obvious anger in his voice, he had experienced some cruelty and was indeed saved by this mysterious "parasite", but he still tried his best to maintain rational thinking.

The old voice sneered.

"Didn't you say it?"

"Official Beyonder, as long as you don't show off in front of the Pope and the angels, almost no one can find me. Why don't I take the convenience of your status for granted?"

This... Leonard's eyes suddenly twitched, and he immediately recalled several encounters with the senior deacon of the church. In fact, he already believed this explanation a bit.

"So you're using me?" His voice suddenly calmed down.

"Perhaps." Pales Zoroaster, who was floating in Leonard's spirit body, was silent for a moment, and he was speechless.

In the Tingen Incident, for a period of time after Leonard fell into a coma, she felt that her perception of the surroundings was strange, not only the reality, but even the perception of the spiritual world.

As an angel who has survived from the Fourth Age to the present, she has seen existences that can achieve this level, but she has only seen four.

One of them has been banished forever, one is mad on the top of Hornages, and one is missing.

If it was Amon, the last one who caused the disturbance at that time, then she would not have let go of her weak self.

But if it's the great being whose whereabouts are unknown... Pales has never believed that the powerful but "indisputable" "mysterious god" will be in the ritual of swallowing Antigonus Out of control, let alone believe that after her death, several angels under her will be willing to disappear.

And a few days ago, she accidentally found a "secret servant" quietly following the kid, and she happened to find out that the angel was also an acquaintance of her... To be honest, she began to doubt the true identity of the colleague of the kid. .

"Then what are you going to do in the future, if one day you recover, or I am unfortunately discovered by the angel of the goddess. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" After a long silence, Leonard suddenly changed his position and replaced the "parasitic" in his brain. ' think about it.

Although there was no deep parasitism, Pallez, who had already guessed the kid's thoughts, let out a "ha" with a strange smile in his tone.

"Of course I won't stay with you after I recover... As for being discovered by the angel of the night, hey, isn't it okay now?"

"There must be no problem now, I mean in case it is discovered in the future..." As he spoke, Leonard was suddenly stunned, and froze in place like a statue.

"It doesn't seem silly." Pallez's old voice smiled lightly in his mind.

A touch of astonishment slowly floated to dark green, and Leonard opened his eyes and said:

"You mean, the angel of the goddess, no, the goddess already knows you are on me?"

Feeling the changes in the emotions of the surrounding spirits, Pales said leisurely:

"Otherwise, have you forgotten what your goddesses are called?"

The Mother of Secrets... A burst of fear rose from the bottom of his heart. Leonard looked around in horror at first. After a few minutes of silence, he covered his head and rubbed his hands frantically. Long hair, teeth clenched together.

After rubbing for a long time, after rubbing a few strands of hair, he gave up and collapsed on the bed, exhausted.

Pallez, who was in a good mood, "looked" at the despair of this kid, and added another sentence.

"Don't worry about God's punishment, in fact, the angel of the dark night has seen you two days ago."

"Do you remember that beautiful young senior deacon?"

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