Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

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The lightning forest hanging upside down in the sky is full of vitality. The Silver City exploration team shuttles through the ruins of the city-state, like ants who have strayed into the city. In the dark and dark, they can only glimpse their own silhouette. The thick gray fog completely deprives them of their vision. Under the majestic aura of where did he come from, the battle-hardened Beyonder shrank, only feeling that his soul was being dwarfed.

Colin could also feel this illusion. He even felt that if he really succumbed to this terrifying aura, he might really be assimilated into the low-profile shape that existed in the illusion and turned into a piece of dust in this city-state.

"Derrick, singing."

He took a photo of Derrick next to him, and was surprised but took it for granted that this young man was different from the other companions. He walked freely in the gray fog and was completely unaffected by the gray fog.

Derrick, who was reminded by the chief, flashed a warm soft light in an instant, and the not-so-beautiful but powerful singing flowed into everyone's chest. Although the level was low, although it was not so useful, it was for the City of Silver. The squad brought courage.

"Coming."

Lovia, who half-covered her ears in silence, stared at the front, the huge silver knight phantom reappeared, and the exaggerated broadsword and Colin burst into a dazzling morning light, breaking through the gradually thinning gray fog, and again in Entering the edge of the other half of the city-state stopped.

The illusory black trajectory split the gray and white, Lovia looked at the silk thread that seemed to emerge from the endless height, and nodded slightly.

"Sure enough, these gray fogs can show traces of spiritual body lines."

Following her words, everyone in the exploration team raised their heads and opened their mouths.

On top of their heads, dense black silk threads occupy the sky, connected to each of their joints, like the strings that control the puppets, and they are the controlled wooden puppets.

"Keep going."

Colin confirmed the wall of spirituality on the silver pocket watch again, and he was the first to walk out of the shelter of the gray fog, only to feel a lot easier on his shoulders.

He discerned the direction, the long sword in his left hand tapped on the ground like a blind man's staff, and stopped on a pool of gravel.

Wow, the blade swept away, and with the noise of the gravel falling to the ground, the hole that was opened by Colin and connected to the underground space was exposed, like a big mouth on the ground, open to the sky, waiting for the prey to deliver Come to the door.

"Enter one by one. If there is a mutation, the rest will immediately run back to the camp along the gray fog."

The team members headed by Valer nodded solemnly, Colin looked around, and the blade in his hand pointed to Derrick.

"you first."

Derrick, who was suddenly called on, couldn't help being stunned.

No matter when it is, the chief will always be the first in external exploration, and this time he even made me the striker...

Derrick was very clear about the reason for this, but he swallowed unavoidably, and silently recited Mister Fool's honorable name in his heart before whispering:

"Yes."

He shone brightly around his body, folded it on the surface of his body, stood on the edge of the void, and when he realized that he couldn't see a little detail with the help of sunlight, he simply jumped down.

boom.

With a muffled sound, Derrick, who easily landed and kept his balance, stomped his feet, hesitated for a moment, and then raised his wrists. A strong sun burst from his palm, illuminating the surrounding area.

The hole wasn't as deep as they thought, but the height didn't contain the lake.

It has a tertiary aesthetic similar to other city-states, but what is different is that many patterns and decorations here are more complicated, and even in many places, Derrick does not know if it is his own illusion, but it is different from other Tarot Clubs. The relics from the outside world that members occasionally show are somewhat similar, especially the time when Mr. World showed the statues of the gods from the outside world!

Could it be that this city-state still has the means to communicate with the outside world...

"Derrick?"

The chief's shout from above interrupted Derrick's thinking. He slammed back to his senses, shook his head, and after confirming that there was no danger around him, he shouted to the top:

"You can come down."

Above the void, Colin turned his head to look at Lovia, the "Shepherd" Tong Kong suddenly dyed golden and nodded.

"He didn't lie."

Colin's tall body more than two meters high then jumped into the hollow, followed by Valer, Joshua, and finally Lovia.

The elder finally glanced at the clock tower, which was unscathed by the years and never-extinguish disasters, and at the mottled statue sitting inside the clock tower before jumping down like the previous companions.

The traces of the living people disappeared again, and the statue sitting inside the clock tower suddenly blinked, and the bright starlight burst silently, sweeping the entire city-state silently.

Contrary to what Colin and others had guessed, even the second half of the city-state was covered by the starlight, the false curtain shattered briefly, the monsters hiding in the shadows in the corners, the dead monsters on the ground, and the surface flesh and blood were surging rapidly, The stone-like interior was exposed, and it was hurriedly restored to its original state.

The people in the City of Silver who went deep into the ground were completely unaware of everything on the surface. Only when the starlight extended past Derrick, the big boy who was watching his surroundings suddenly felt a tingling pain in the back of his hand, almost unable to hold the sword, and the dark red on the gray fog. Star-like marks appeared for a moment, and then disappeared in an instant.

Just when Derrick was puzzled and frightened about this, the statue in the clock tower suddenly closed his eyes, as if he had never been weird before, but he was just like a dead thing.

......

"The scroller of the spiritual world and time and space."

"Reborn undead bird."

"The devout pursuer in the afterglow of old days."

"The great Roman Ambrosius."

In a nice guest room on the upper floor of the hotel, the wind of spirituality blocked the surroundings. The man with his hands and feet bound slumped on a chair, his head drooping, and his entire body was prevented from falling to the ground by the hemp rope on his waist.

A halo descended from the sky through the ceiling. Dunn, who was half-kneeling on the ground, raised his head and stared at the cloud-like halo with a mellow voice.

"His Royal Highness Ambrosius, I pray for your revelation, I pray for you to let me step into this "Xenogeneic" spirit."

The halo shrank slightly, as if it was nodding rhythmically, and the light that contained all the colors of the starry sky suddenly spread, sweeping Dunn, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

This light occupied Dunn's field of vision, and turned into a dreamlike platinum before it was completely occupied. Bruce Wall's spirit also suddenly rose, and his eyes looked at Dunn, who was also floating on the ocean of spirit.

Is this the ability of those "spectators" of the Psychological Alchemy Society?

Although Dunn was curious, he did not forget his original intention. After a pause, he quickly asked:

"Are you from the Rose School?"

Bruce nodded blankly.

"Yes."

"Why did you come to the Northern Continent?"

"escape......"

escape? Dunn was stunned.

Although the countries of the Northern Continent have allocated a lot of troops to station in the Southern Continent, in general, the true overlord of the Southern Continent is still the Rose School of thought, because they can almost unconditionally obtain support, and don’t worry too much about the gains and losses of interests, just look at the Southern Continent. In other words, the Rose School, where the two angels are seated, is undoubtedly the biggest force.

"Why did you run away?" Dunn felt vaguely that he might have made a mistake.

"Indulgences, Renette Tinichole... After the fall of Her Royal Highness, they are slaughtering Temperance, and we must flee."

Dunn's question seemed to touch on the question that Bruce was most reluctant to recall. The numb and sluggish spirit body suddenly distorted his face, resisting the ubiquitous dreamy colors, and hesitantly said the reason.

"Abstinence... Can you introduce me?" Unconsciously, Dunn didn't seem to be tortured by a psychic, but asked cautiously during an equal conversation.

"Temperance..." Bruce's face improved a little, and his tone rose, "We believe in temperance of desire, and believe that the body is the cage of the mind, and the world is the cage of the body. Only with the help of desire can we get rid of the bound soul one day. the cage of true redemption, closer to our God."

"The Bound God?" Dunn felt that the doctrine of the Temperance School was very similar to the ascetic of the Orthodox Church, but when he heard the name of the Bound God, he couldn't help frowning.

"Yes." Bruce didn't say more, but the sadness emanating from the spiritual body was still infected with a dreamy platinum color, and even the "ocean" under his feet was darkened a lot.

Moderates and indulgences... Dunn chewed on the information he just got, unable to understand for a moment.

If there are two factions within the Rose School, and according to Bruce’s description just now, the so-called Temperance School should also have an angel, then why is it that the Rose School seems to have almost only indulgence believers left, and the Temperance School has been massacred , Whose will is it?

Is it a normal belief dispute, or is it the meaning of the bound **** himself?

He didn't understand it, just like he didn't even understand the history of his own country, how could he talk about the secret history of the Southern Continent sect.

After thinking for a long time, Dunn hesitated and said:

"His Royal Highness Ambrosius, can you contact Klein?"

On the other side of the ocean, Ambrosius, who was playing with Amon, looked at me, I looked at you, and Ambrosius, who was playing with the wooden man, had a stiff expression, and was caught by the opposite God Son.

Amon looked at his big brother, his smile became worse and worse, and he resisted the monocle on the right eye socket.

Damn... At the moment when Amon was staring at, Ambrosius only felt that his mind was being separated from his body, and even his fate was struggling. It seemed that he would be dragged in the gap between time and law at any time. insect repellent.

Don't be so nervous... Amon was doing such a mouth shape, his wrists turned, and a layer of starlight was dyed under his eyes.

She cleared her throat and said very kindly:

"Can."

Dunn, who was kneeling between a piece of platinum gold, did not notice that "Ambrosius" had changed, and continued:

"I beg you to give me the way to contact Crane Moretti."

Amon raised his eyebrows with interest, suddenly covered the side of his lips, and said to Ambrosius on the opposite side:

"Hey, tell me quickly, how can I contact "little uncle"?"

Ambrosius, who was unable to move his entire body, gave Amon a hard look and did not answer.

"Then I can only steal it myself." Amon, who was rejected, was not angry, his smile remained the same, and he raised his palm.

"I don't know either." Seeing that Amon was really about to make a move, Ambrosius suddenly turned his head away.

There are more important things in her mind that cannot be left to Amon to browse.

"You can pray to the Lord, or pray to the Lord with my destiny."

"Aren't you afraid that I won't return it?" Amon's eyes widened in mock surprise.

Hehe... Ambrosius smiled and didn't answer, but the emotion in her eyes had fully expressed her attitude.

"Okay..." Amon didn't know what he was agreeing with, and continued to say to Dunn.

In the platinum-gold ocean, Dunn kneeling on one knee suddenly regained his agility in his eyes, completely unaware that the time he had just felt was stopped or stolen.

"I will give it to you after I pray to the Lord."

......

The connection between Yu Dunn was cut off, Amon tapped the edge of the glasses with his fingers under the monocle, and Ambrosius moved slowly but firmly with the rhythm of the tapping, his palms clasped together.

"A fool who does not belong to this era..."

Above the gray fog, the crimson star corresponding to Ambrosius swelled, alarming the "mystery" who was resting.

She appeared at the top, looking up at the eerie picture after the spread of the crimson stars, her face gloomy.

Seeing the miserable appearance of her dearest student being strangled by the three thousand-year-old bear child, she almost picked up the lightning and flames and threw them at the little guy.

Anyway, one of her fathers is crazy, and she definitely agrees with her friends to discipline the younger generation, and the other is like an AI robot, thinking about the problem from the most utilitarian point of view.

What, you said that Amon still has a father, a big father?

Don't be kidding, Tianzun himself is still squatting with "Mystery", and when he sees "Mystery" teaching Amon, he will only secretly applaud. At the same time, he tries to make a simple education for children turn into a life accident. Sex, resurrected in one fell swoop.

Of course, these "secrets" were also considered, and he slowly put down his hand that was about to move, took a deep breath to calm down, and said in a dull voice:

"Amon."

Amon listened to the voice that appeared in the minds of himself and Ambrosius, and nodded respectfully.

"Hello, my respected... uncle."

"I would like to know the contact details of Crane Moretti."

The rich gray and white overflowed from under Ambrosius' robe, and Amon smiled as he watched the blue and black emerge from under his skin, resisting the desire to gather, and explained easily:

"No no, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is different from what you think. I just convey the request of another believer on your behalf, and have no other meaning."

"And you should trust my sanity. I like taking risks, but I don't like taking risks with my life."

"You should also trust my wisdom. I may have seen through the true identity of Klein Moretti. Maybe I will not do stupid things."

The "mystery" above the gray fog was silent, her fingers raised and dropped, and finally she pinched a message and sent it to the spreading crimson stars.

"Klein Moretti is in Bayam at the moment, you can also pray to him, I will let him hear."

As the voice of the Lord disappeared, Ambrosius only felt that freedom had returned to his side, while on the opposite side, Amon's figure had long since disappeared.

Obviously, the Son of God is on his way.

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