Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

53
"knock knock"

In front of a single-family house in Cherwood, Richard Ernst, carrying a suitcase, bent his fingers and knocked gently on the door.

There was no response from the door, nor any footsteps, but Richard was not anxious. While waiting, he heard footsteps behind him. Turning back, he saw two strange women approaching him, one tall and one short. They stood outside the black railing of the garden, looking at him curiously.

"Hello, we are here to visit Mr. Vaughan." The tall lady said with a polite smile, "Is he back?"

"He's out?" Richard was stunned for a moment. He came in a hurry, and now he realized that the house was indeed quiet, without even a breath of air. The angel of temperance, who thought that the Lord didn't like him and pretended not to hear, was puzzled for two seconds, then turned around, took off his hat, and asked the two ladies in a friendly manner, "I am his student, what happened?"

The two ladies looked at each other.

"This... This is because we ran into Qilingos outside by chance before." The short woman answered. She looked young and seemed to be just a girl considering her stature. "Do you know about Admiral Hurricane sneaking into the Duke's Ball before, sir?"

"I understand it very well." The angel in question replied.

"Mr. Vaughan and we encountered Zillingos and nearly lost his life (Richard: Thank God for leaving the bounty for me.). That night, Mr. Vaughan left for refuge, and we moved temporarily. We stayed in a nearby church until we heard the news of Zillingos' death before we dared to go back."

After that, they pointed to the mailbox at the door. Inside was a letter from three days ago, and no one had come to pick it up yet.

"So that's it..."

Richard nodded. The Lord would definitely not leave for refuge. He must have his reasons for leaving. Perhaps the Aurora Society could know the truth, but Richard did not want to get too close to those overly fanatical "companions". This would bring danger to the comrades in the foundation and the sect.

The angel of temperance felt regretful for a moment. It seemed that he could not report to the Lord today. He could only go to the East District to check the situation immediately. He was very busy and always too busy to stay. He had to go to Feynaporte to complete the formalities within the next two days, and then he had to communicate with his partners far away in Intis. The church of the merciful Mother Earth especially praised his help to the children. As a rule, a charity dinner would be held when he made an appointment to visit, and he could not be absent.

"If Mr. Vaughn hadn't protected us, we might have been killed that day." The lady with brown curly hair sighed softly, "But the news that Qi Lingos was shot has spread all over the country. Mr. Vaughn should be back soon after seeing the newspaper."

"Yes." Richard nodded with deep understanding. "He is a very gentle person... But I have something urgent to do, and I have to leave Backlund tonight or tomorrow morning. If he comes back, please give him my regards."

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The pale sun hanging in the sky had been completely devoured by the red moon, and the peaceful starlight and crimson moon shadow enveloped the entire city. Chaos fell silent, and the flames were swallowed by darkness. This was the grandest requiem ceremony sent down by the gods. The souls of the recently dead and the people who were originally led by the devil all received the blessing of peace at this time. They no longer produced the negative emotions needed by the evil god, but closed their eyes at the same time, fell quietly, and fell into a dreamless deep sleep filled with the fragrance of moon flowers.

"...If the Goddess of Night came down in person, or sent her servants, I would probably stop while I'm ahead and continue somewhere else."

Edward narrowed his eyes and looked at the crimson full moon in the sky. No need to hide anymore, Nightmare's body, which had long lost its soul, fell backwards like a puppet without strings. This place had long overlapped with the virtual "Abyss". After the power of the Goddess of Night reached this small town and made everyone fall asleep, it naturally pulled Him and the "Abyss" into the dream of this group - perhaps the servant of God Arianna was on her way, ready to attack His body exposed in the real world.

Edward made a quick judgment. A black chasm opened up under his feet, and a dark blue flame exploded. He revealed his mythical creature form without hesitation! A black exoskeleton twisted like a blade emerged from his skin. When the torn skin healed again, its hardness surpassed that of steel. The winding blood turned into thin lines of fire coiling around his body.

"But you think I can retreat just by projecting power from a distance, Goddess of Night - you really look down on the 'Devil'."

The smell of sulfur was so strong that it was like a hundred volcanoes erupting at the same time. Half of the dream city was instantly reduced to a sea of ​​fire. The demon's head extended with curved goat horns, and lava flowed between his fingers. His huge body instantly rose to dozens of meters and blew up the small building he was in. When his huge black bat wings were fully spread, they even covered most of the night sky. The demon looked at the low buildings with his eyes burning with flames. He turned around, and several houses collapsed one after another. A low roar came from his throat:
"die"!
The filthy words that fell were heavier than a thousand pounds, while death came as light as a feather.

The command to take life was issued in the city, and a hint of green breath that was imperceptible to the naked eye quietly mixed into the thick black fog. So in this huge dream, the ears of the dying, the aging, and the people who despaired of the future all heard the whisper of temptation at the same time.

"Your life of suffering can now come to an end..."

“You may have never been happy, or your hope was taken away just when your life was getting better. It doesn’t matter. Life is a painful journey.”

"If the end of this painful journey is eternal peace and the people you long to see again, delicious food, warm bedding, a healthy body, and the children you have long lost... then death is worth looking forward to, right?"

"Your life is worthless and even a burden to others."

"Life is worse than death. If you want to be saved, you must abandon it."

"In the world after death, there will be no more cold and heat, no more worries and sorrows, and no more pain." The devil's whispers echoed in the dreams of every unfortunate person. He used his authority to select those who had fallen to the point of giving up on themselves, and those who were just one step away from "decline", and then guided them to put an end to their lives.

"Give them to me, for the gods will not save you."

Die, die. The demon walking on the earth said, you are just like dust and grass, no one will care even if you die.

Suffering from illness and having all the family savings spent on expensive medical bills, a frail girl who witnessed her parents getting older day by day shed tears in her dreams, and her guilt made her give up her life; a poor man who had not found a job for three days and was reluctant to eat even the moldy bread in his arms, curled up in a dirty corner and took his last breath. A gray mouse looked left and right and snatched the bread from his hand; a mother who was unable to raise her child finally gave up herself in exhaustion and despair of seeing no future, leaving behind a child who did not know what sadness and death were and crying loudly, absorbing the last bit of warmth from his mother's arms.

There are thousands of kinds of sorrow in all living beings.

"Of course, I will grant you salvation. The world is so cruel and life is so insignificant. You might as well hand it over to me. I will make good use of each and every one of you. You are very precious and I will not waste any of you."

So pairs of dull, zombie-like eyes shed tears and then closed forever. They gave up their lives in their dreams, and they would die quietly in reality. This was the most peaceful death. In their dreams, there was a red moon, a black sky, a hand that gently held them and helped them escape from their heavy bodies, and a messenger who looked at them kindly and led them into the dark sea without light. They knew nothing until they fell into eternal sleep, and naturally they never felt any pain. Their accumulated resentment, the last unwillingness and sadness before death gathered into a gray airflow, and when it surged, different but equally sad faces emerged, and gathered towards the night watchman's building in Tingen in the dream.

Under the power of peace, the mother body, Megose, had long lost her fighting spirit. She was a believer of steam in her lifetime, and now she was watched by the night after her death. The offspring of the evil god was still struggling, absorbing the gray gas firmly, and trying to drive this useless mother body away from here. But she just stared blankly at the sky, with two long dried bloodstains under her empty eye sockets, and under the crimson moonlight, she seemed to be crying.

The next second, the demon crushed her.

Edward lifted the roof, held the already formed offspring in his hands, and removed the remains of the mother. The eyes burning with blue flames lightly swept over the fortune teller who closed his eyes and trembled all over in the small building, and the midnight poet who was instructed by the time worm to close his eyes and clench his fists. They obtained the most direct protection and resisted "death", but that was all. The "time worm" is trying its best to maintain the sanity and life of the midnight poet. He is so weak that he doesn't even want to lose this weak carrier... What a pity, he originally wanted to tempt the midnight poet to commit suicide, let the time worm reveal its true identity, and then kill him to perform the ritual...

According to the original plan, I should sacrifice the entire city with blood, help the allies to descend, complete the sixth massacre, and then advance to Sequence One. My actions will be fast enough to complete the ceremony and leave before the Storm and the Church of Darkness can react. But it is almost always slower than change. If the appearance of the Time Worm is still a pleasant surprise, then the gaze of the Goddess of Darkness will force me to give up my promotion plan this time.

“…”Oh, yes, there is one more thing to do.

Enough deaths and enough resentment finally transformed the carrier in his hand from illusion into reality, and the time he had been waiting for had arrived.

The green breath that was barely perceptible to the naked eye gathered silently again, blending into the resentment that the offspring of the evil god was consuming, and was swallowed by the child who was eager to grow up. For the upcoming doomsday, it is impossible to really play the alliance game and play house with the gods on earth. The outer god "Decay King" certainly hopes that the gods on earth will continue to intrigue and restrain each other. It is best not to give birth to a new true god, and it is best for the crazy ones to continue to be crazy.

The "True Creator" is much more cautious than Roselle. His obedience for more than a thousand years, even his own long-term madness and intermittent lucidity, cannot make Him completely lose his guard.

Edward could never find a safe time to pollute Him, and this divine descent was undoubtedly a good opportunity - the path of "decline and fall" was completely unfamiliar to the gods of the earth, and the Goddess of Night happened to transmit power at this time. She could disguise the pollution and curse as the effect of "disaster". There would always be some overlap in high-level authority, and "decline and fall" happened to also contain some imagery of death. Who could accurately distinguish which Him it came from?
"The ritual is complete." His voice boomed, "Are you still not ready to start?"

Angel King-level good fortune and favor descended, and a silver-white giant snake suddenly swam out from the corner of the dream world. The giant snake's scarlet eyes faced the red moon in the sky, its huge body coiled around the entire city, and its huge mouth bit its tail, forming a closed loop of fate. ——"Restart!"

The twinkling of the stars stopped for a moment, and the night that fell from the sky slowly returned to the sky. The dirty words faded away, and tranquility once again dominated this quiet city. Everything returned to its original state, only life had passed away.

The demon opened his eyes on the ruins. He still looked like a human, and his posture had not changed, except that there was something black in his hand.

Edward glanced at his pocket watch. From the time he started to act until he successfully escaped from the dream, the seconds had turned a circle. Tingen's fate had undergone a great change in 30 seconds. If it weren't for the annoying fortune teller and the goddess of night who were meddling in his affairs, then according to the original plan, if the desires and evil thoughts had been successfully amplified to instigate everyone to kill each other, there would be no one alive and sound here now.

He sank quickly into the spiritual world.

55
Ince Zangwill finally controlled his shaking hands.

He remembered this aura, and he dared not forget it, because he had once solemnly sworn under the holy emblem of the goddess that he would never betray the church and the people he was supposed to protect, and then received encouragement from His Holiness the Pope and was promoted to Sequence 4.

And then...and then he failed.

Ince Zangwill dug his fingers deep into the wall. He had failed, and he had already failed once, so he had to succeed this time. This was not what he wanted, but there was no way back! His talent was not good enough, and his political achievements were only average. His efforts had finally earned him enough merit to get the chance to become a demigod.

But he failed, and he almost lost control during the promotion process! A complete failure! He won't have a second chance! No! No! You can't do this to me! I work harder than anyone else! You can't deny me because of one failure! I still have a chance, I'm still worth training! I am loyal to the church and the goddess, I - damn it! No one listened to the hysterical roar of this loser. The promotion qualification that originally belonged to him was given to Illya. That woman... successfully completed the promotion! She also got the glorious title of "Eye of the Goddess"! That position should have been mine, such glory should have been mine!
He was breathing heavily, his spirit was more excited than ever, and his good eye was full of bloodshot, so red that it seemed like it was about to bleed.

0-08 slid happily on his notebook, as if dancing:

"After sensing the aura of the Goddess of Night, Ince Zangwill was terrified, but he realized that the Goddess didn't notice his existence at all. Perhaps, probably, the Goddess of Night didn't even bother to kill him!"

"Poor Ince Zangwill, he finally realized that he was worthless, and it filled him with determination."

"Ince Zangwill entered the ruins of the Blackthorn Security Company. Everyone was still asleep, and no one was awake. This was a perfect opportunity to take the holy relic. But something strange happened. How could a Nighthawk wake up? But Dunn was already dead. This weakling of a Sequence 8 was unable to stop the emotional Sequence 5."

"The Nighthawk is dead. Ins Zangwill has taken the urn. Rejoice! You finally got a second chance to be promoted!"

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On the mountain peak of the God-forsaken Land, in the depths of the eternal darkness, Ouroboros, the "Angel of Destiny" who was kneeling and praying with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked around in confusion. Countless chaotic symbols flowed in his eyes, and finally gathered into silver-white symbols connected end to end. The good luck accumulated in this life melted at an unimaginable speed like snow under the sun. Twelve pairs of pale wings spread out, and Ouroboros' eyes lost their spirit. He closed his eyes and fell down with a peaceful face.

His flawless wings and feathers covered his body. Losing too much luck at once was a bad omen. In order to prevent it from affecting the Lord and subsequent events, he immediately decided to start his next destiny.

The body of Ouroboros, the "Angel of Destiny", quickly lost its vitality and became one of countless beautiful snake sheds.

TBC
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*Ouroboros protected the True Creation from Edward's contamination without realizing it (although it was still contaminated), but everyone would think it was because he stopped the goddess.

*There is nothing harder to write than a battle scene.

(End of this chapter)