Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"Brother, do you know the great creator?"

The man in the peaked cap grabbed the paper tube that was tapped on his shoulder, and his movements were astonishingly responsive.

He looked at the stranger in front of him suspiciously, and replied vigilantly.

"Of course I know that the great creator is mentioned in the scriptures of every righteous god. He is the creator of all things."

Feeling the other party's emotional changes through his spiritual vision, Klein, disguised as a worker, nodded. He looked at the other party's vigilant look and rolled his eyes.

"Yes, it is the great being. I recently heard that someone is spreading his teachings, saying that he can save us before the end."

"To be honest, I don't care about the doomsday at all. I just know that even if the gods are not angry and bring any disaster to us, I've already had enough. If there is an apocalypse everyone will die together, maybe it will be fairer."

Hearing the word "Doomsday", the man pulled on his cap, and the dark red birthmarks on his face moved up and down with his expressions.

He tried to see the emotions in Klein's eyes, but the not-so-tall figure twisted in place, blocking the direction of the door.

"Then what do you think?"

"Me?" Klein deliberately made a long tone, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"What can I think, I want to see the teachings of that being, and I'll convert if it suits me."

Without waiting for the man to express, Klein imitated the workers he had seen before, wiped his face, and said half decadently and half resentfully:

"Damn, you probably don't know how much the pastors of the Church of the Storm are charging. Asking them to do errands is like robbery."

Hearing Klein's complaint, the man's expression softened a little, but he still maintained his basic vigilance, trying to guide the worker in front of him to make his own choice.

Although unemployed, unhappy workers, and farmers who lost their land are all believers they are trying to win, but as the Lamb of the Lord, while offering more lambs for the Lord, he must also ensure the purity of faith, To prevent heresy believers in disguise and sully the great and holy faith of the Lord.

Thinking of this, the man showed a sympathetic expression and comforted Klein:

"Who hasn't encountered such a thing. Those church masters are just pastors of the rich. We poor people can't even grab the porridge from the workhouse."

Workhouse porridge?

Klein glanced at the man in front of him in surprise. He glanced up and down at his not very strong but stocky physique. He was surprised that the other party was shameless and at the same time could not reveal his stuff. The corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he said in agreement:

"That's why I yearn for the belief in the Creator, but I asked a lot of people, and they either didn't know, or tried to get the police to report me, just like the police would take care of such trivial matters..."

"Then why don't you go to the bounty hunter bar and ask, they should be the most well-informed place in the East District." The man in the peaked cap suddenly interjected.

He looked at Klein with an inscrutable expression, and pursed his lips toward the bounty hunter bar.

A bounty hunter bar? I thought he would preach to me by himself... Klein pretended not to understand and shook his head.

"Those bounty hunters can't be trusted."

Seeing that the other party didn't understand his suggestion, the man in the peaked cap was not in a hurry. He just patted Klein's right shoulder with a pretense of enthusiasm.

"Actually, that's not quite the case. My name is Tyler. You go to the bounty hunter bar and ask the bartender Corleone to tell me my name. He will help you out of my face."

He looked straight into Klein's eyes with sincerity, and there was a hint of disdain under his light brown pupils.

According to the order of the **** messenger Mr. A, he has almost no pretense in propaganda around here, and he is spreading the doctrine of the Lord in his real name, in order to attract more potential believers and people with bad intentions.

Now that they have found me, they have to act like they don't know... Although Tyler despises the cowardice of the guy in front of him, he still maintains his superficial sincerity and sticks to Klein's ear, lowering his voice. Heartfelt congratulations:

"Don't worry about the vague future, the great creator will bless you."

......

The shadow of the cheap hotel behind him gradually became less clear. In the empty garbage alley, Klein confirmed that no one was passing by. He pouted and turned to look behind.

Wearing a peaked cap and a dark red birthmark on his face, Taylor's terrified eyes reflected Klein's shadow. His lips and limbs were trembling, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only be like a puppet with rusty joints. Staggering forward, step by step closer to the end of the garbage alley.

Klein folded his right hand slightly, and the heart of the spiritual body controlled by the "substitute" suddenly tightened. Taylor, whose joints were stagnant, suddenly moved flexibly, clenched his right hand, and gave himself a forehead.

To be honest, if I really want to understand your teachings, Mr. A should be very happy to serve my "voter" one-on-one... Klein took out the psychic tool, and the silver dagger hidden in his cuff made no sound. Spitting out spirituality, four light and transparent walls of spirituality instantly enveloped the place. With the illusion of the "Magician", as long as it is not a deliberate search by a mid-sequence Extraordinary, people passing by the garbage alley will only see the garbage piled up beside the tin boxes. and the occasional mouse.

Sprinkling the potion used for living souls on Taylor, Klein smelled the indescribable smell in the garbage alley filled with the fragrance of "Amanda" pure dew and "Eye of the Spirit" potion, and immediately Taking four steps backwards, entering above the gray fog, he responded to his request.

In the majestic and ancient palace, the "mystery" still disappeared, and a circle of bright and clean light on the mottled bronze long table silently swayed, outlining Taylor's stocky figure.

His spiritual body was half free from the body, and under the influence of the ritual, there was a slight vibration, and a little bit of his spirituality was knocked, it was flowing slowly, and it was faintly connected with the gray fog.

There must be more than one member of the Aurora Club here. If this guy disappears for a long time, it may cause other troubles...

Klein weighed it and gave up the attempt to penetrate directly into the opponent's spiritual body. Instead, he grabbed the "Dark Emperor" card buckled in the corner of the table. At the same time, a paper figurine appeared out of thin air in his palm. To Taylor's illusory spiritual body, they overlapped.

In the haze, Taylor, who had a dark red birthmark on his right face, saw himself in a majestic palace, and a great being who could not see the specifics was sitting on the highest throne.

"Tell me about the new teachings that the Aurora Society has recently spread on the Eastside."

The majestic and powerful voice rumbled, and was frightened and shivered. Tyler, who felt an inexplicable pressure inexplicably, broke the shackles on his body without hesitation, and frankly explained:

"The great angel ordered us to spread the history of the Lord in the distant Tertiary, the glorious age of mankind."

"Although those evil gods have distorted history in their holy scriptures and claimed that the Lord died, but the Lord has always been by our side, He just took the initiative to bear the sins of mankind, his body was stained with blood, and he was punished by It is the slander of the betrayal that is misunderstood by everyone."

"My Lord is the great true creator, the merciful one who tolerates the sins of all living beings, and the true God who guides the Lamb to find its own divinity."

Klein listened to Taylor's familiar description, nodded silently, and had difficulty understanding the last new part.

The Lamb has to be an ordinary believer. What does it mean to guide believers to find their own divinity?

In the major churches and mysterious organizations, the understanding of divinity almost all points to the fact that after Beyonders become demigods, because they have acquired some of the characteristics of the state of mythical creatures, they have obtained characteristics that are different from the original ones.

And under the conservation of the Extraordinary Law, how can it be possible to "guide the lamb to find a description of its own divinity"? This is not the world of online novels. As long as the plot drags on long enough, the original powerful personalities can be everywhere.. ....

Klein thought for a while, magnified his control over Taylor's spirit body, and asked again:

"What are the goals of the Aurora Club's series of actions in the Eastern District?"

This time, with the strengthening of spiritual interaction, the phantom of Taylor's spirit body passed all the pictures in memory without any resistance, like a holographic movie version laying in front of Klein's eyes.

In the deep and dark high-roofed basement, a huge figure standing on an inverted cross is hidden behind the curtain. The relief stone sculptures that UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com spent countless thoughts on occupying an entire wall. The hand of the craftsman turned into a light curtain tulle, connected to the holy emblem in the center and the hanging figure, a layer of illusory black spirituality floated on this stone curtain, as if countless eyes were prying.

Including Taylor, all the Beyonders in Backlund kneeled down in front of this unprecedentedly magnificent statue, and under the leadership of Mr. A, they silently recited the temple of the true creator. The piety filled everyone. face.

Klein tried to find the part from this image that matched the cult's reputation of the Aurora Society, but after observing for about a minute, he didn't see any **** and evil scenes. It seemed that the believers of the True Creator had worked hard to build this hall. Just to better show their piety to their Lord.

Until the end of the picture, those "Secret Prayer" still knelt down in front of the statue, and no one stood up.

Strange, can't the Aurora Society spread new teachings and build a basement as luxurious as a cathedral, all just to prove the purity of their beliefs?

Klein felt that he could not understand the thoughts of these cult fanatics for a while.

"Does your divine envoy have any other orders?" Klein held hope and asked again:

"No, Lord Envoy only said let us spread the Lord's faith, and strive to bring enough believers to the factory area where the secret church is located before the winter completely cools down to ensure their safety."

"The messenger said..." Taylor's spirit body floating in the shimmering ripples slowly raised his head, the emptiness in his eyes gradually turned into a frenzy,

"God says this is the first step in redemption."

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