Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

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When the "True Creator" descended, no matter in the bright sunshine outside or under the sky of lightning and thunder in the God-forsaken land, all the "Secret Prayers" felt unprecedented peace and joy at this moment, just like a ship returning to the harbor and a wanderer finding his homeland. The true God they passed by came to the earth, and the whispers that tortured them and guided them quietly disappeared. Their world was quieter than ever before.

In the few seconds before the gods descended, the brief struggle of angels and above was the most intense, the violent muttering and roaring of the real creator almost deafened their ears, and they lost control and went crazy one after another, but once they survived this brief moment, they were able to gain true peace of mind and body. They stood up firmly, put themselves together, prayed, knelt on the ground, knelt in the flesh and blood to pray, and did not dare to stop for a moment.

In a house in Silver City, Lovia's mouth was full of blood. When she was in the most pain, she even bit her ten fingers and even her teeth, and held her skull tightly in her arms. She thought she was going to die, and she was going to die before she saw the light with her own eyes, but she didn't.

Her flesh and blood repaired itself, and she managed to prop up her upper body. In the silence, she looked through the narrow window at the sky full of lightning and thunder, feeling terrified by the changes in her master, but also with a faint sense of anticipation.

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Edward used the seal and the spirit world teleportation alternately. After walking a distance long enough to circle Tingen several times within five minutes, he finally shook off the gaze of the Eternal Sun. In a small forest outside Backlund, the Abyss Angel appeared using the spirit world teleportation. The feeling of finally being on the ground made Him laugh happily. He gathered the clothes covered with burn marks on his body and felt like he had just run out of a fire scene.

"Eternal Blazing Sun is really petty. He was the one who assigned the angel to kill me. He was also the one who found fault with me after the angel was killed because he was not as skilled as me. I even left him a hand and some special features."

Edward dusted off his clothes, took off his burnt coat and hung it on his arm. Fortunately, his white shirt was still clean. Now he was in Backlund, so he didn't need to go through the spirit world. He could go through the door and the seal to directly enter the approximate range of the Aurora Club's base.

Edward squinted subconsciously. Of course, it was a pair of expensive plain glasses. It was impossible for a mythical creature to have vision problems. The decadent king just needed such a thing to stabilize his human appearance.

"Where should the Aurora Society go? This seems to be west of Backlund... or we should go back home from the spirit world first. It would be troublesome if we accidentally walk into the back garden of a noble..."

“…Take your clothes away first.” The thing in His hand suddenly spoke, “They are all spirits of the Sun Path. Disgusting.”

Edward's steps suddenly paused.

The human expression management of the Decayed King failed for a moment when he heard this sentence. His face twisted hideously. He was shocked that things went beyond his imagination, and he was happy about the struggle of the fate of the "True Creator". His eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably to the point of almost splitting... He reached out and wiped his face, smoothed the corners of his mouth downwards, and kneaded the stiff muscles on his face into the peaceful expression of the past.

Edward's eyes slowly looked down, meeting the red eyes of the baby wrapped in a coat that He was holding in his hands.

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“Oh, ally?” I greeted Him nonchalantly, “I didn’t even notice that you look pretty good right now.”

It seemed that Tingen had given Him a small and hearty meal. The face of the "True Creator", who was almost a month old, showed no expression, but still showed a hint of confusion.

“I don’t know.” The True Creator said, “I was originally enveloped in extreme madness, but the moment I descended into this body, I suddenly woke up. I thought it was a positive effect of God’s descent, but - an hour has passed, and I am still awake.”

"So you've always been normal."

I asked Him, "Are you just staring at the Eternal Blazing Sun?"

The real Creator remained calm. He was not distracted by my attempt to change the subject. Instead, he continued to think about why he woke up. After all, there were a few angels. It was not that God had descended upon us over the past few hundred years, and it was not that He had not succeeded. However, the fact that He was able to stay awake after this descent made Him feel that something was not right. He was thinking, and He was still thinking. His red eyes were full of doubts.

I am also confused, this should not happen. The authority of the "decline" path is as simple as the literal meaning, using various curses to naturally guide life to the fate of death. And I will take away the fate of death in the end out of personal interest, so that the creatures that are favored by me (favored) can live forever. Why can He have a normal conversation? The most obvious characteristics after being contaminated by me are confusion of mind, self-shaking, loss of proper emotions, and even inability to think rationally for a short period of time, entering a long and silent madness without knowing it.

The body decayed, the heart decayed, the emotions decayed, the soul also decayed, the consciousness became blurred, and he lost himself... In his later years, Roselle did rely on my curse to snatch a bit of clarity from the fallen mother goddess, but this also caused Him to be nailed deeper into the mausoleum, and he dared not even take a step out.

What is the current state of the True Creator? The secret prayers of the Aurora Society said that they had ushered in peace, but it only lasted for a few minutes, and then the whispers sounded again. This means that the "Him" in my hand is not the complete Him, and He still stands in His sanctuary.

...I see. I understand.

I suppressed my hatred for living things, looked at Him who was just a baby, and suddenly asked, "Are you very weak now?"

The True Creator slowly turned his eyes towards me. He seemed not very happy that I had mentioned this matter. After all, no one (or even God) would be happy when they fell into the hands of a demon in an imperfect state. But he still replied, "Yes, I originally expected the power of half to come, but it seems that something went wrong. I am only Sequence 8 now."

"But my connection with my original body is still close. I can transfer the power over and gradually become one with it." He seemed to be warning me.

I nodded and immediately understood the cause of the accident.

"Strength weakens, consciousness increases"... This is the curse I have experienced, the Sequence 8 curse of the "Decline" path, "The Powerless".

Sequence 9 is "strength increases, consciousness weakens". At this stage, the physical and extraordinary abilities of the creature are significantly improved, but the inner self-definition will be slightly shaken, and the memory will be confused to a certain extent, that is, the consciousness will die. I used it to pollute Roselle, as a catalyst to make his record more brilliant. Of course, this is only Sequence 9 after all. The danger level when becoming an extraordinary person is not high, at least far less than Sequence 4, "The Lost Heart", whose mortality rate is more than half.

That is the most terrifying and untraceable "death of the heart", because the self-awareness will become blurred again, and under the influence of the potion, you will slowly possess certain characteristics that are completely different from your true self. Those thoughts are very natural and logical, and you need to examine yourself at any time.

Once a demigod mistakenly thinks that his thoughts are changed by the potion as his own, he will surely die. For example, a demigod once died because he became reckless. His friend learned his lesson and became alert at all times, thinking and deducing three times before taking action. Then he also lost control. Because he is not the cautious type, this caution is his "heart failure".

"That's a good thing, ally," I said. "Perhaps because of the disaster of the night, your descent was successful, thanks to Ouroboros."

——Ouroboros, of course it was Ouroboros, it could only be because of Him, the Angel King of "Destiny". I underestimated Him. He protected His Lord without reservation, and He gave the True Creator good luck with all His strength, so that the latter could draw the one that was most favorable to Him in my curse! With the help of my curse, His self-awareness was enhanced, and He actually gained clarity... Otherwise, who else on this planet could fight against me in terms of shaking destiny?

“Ouroboros…” The True Creator muttered to himself, not knowing what he was thinking. “I have already arrived. I cannot make it public yet, but it is still necessary to inform the higher-ups of the church.”

He and I looked at each other, and we both knew what was going on. The living space of the Aurora Society and the True Creator had been suppressed by the Seven Gods, leaving little room for survival. Once the Aurora Society was overjoyed by the success of the God's Descent, and the Eternal Sun, the Lord of Storms, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom realized that the True Creator's state had changed, the tacit understanding between the Seven Gods would be broken, and the three gods would unite to chase and intercept the True Creator's believers. "Thanks to you, the impact of this God's Descent was much smaller than I thought. I had already prepared for a war of gods as soon as I descended." He said seriously, "It's still calm now. It seems that they haven't figured out whether my God's Descent was successful."

"You don't have a church. Also, based on our relationship and your status, I think I should let you go and let you walk back on your own." I adjusted my mood - Roselle's replica was good, so I should make the best of it - and said jokingly, "You're right, so what do you want to do?"

The little baby with distinctive black and gold hair looked around and finally his eyes fell on my ear - the "Pure Cross" pendant hanging on it. Then the True Creator spoke:

"Give me some light."

…. I suddenly had a bad feeling.

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“The Lord is talking, but He does not answer our prayers…”

"Mr. Z in Jianhai has felt the spiritual shaking! Has the God's Descent Ceremony begun? Who did it? Isn't this thing over?!"

"...Lord, please take my soul with you..."

"Don't panic! Go back to your seat. The Dark Saint is already holding a ceremony, and we will get the Lord's response soon!"

In the largest base of the Aurora Society in Backland, the underground church was busier than ever. Today was not Sunday, and only a few believers came to pray. The Dark Saint presided over a small mass, and everything was normal. But at noon, a strong wind suddenly blew in the church, and the flying curtains blocked the skylight on the top of the church. The only natural light source shining on the statue suddenly disappeared. The candlesticks went out one after another, and the church suddenly fell into a pitch-black darkness!

Something was rising and rising, rising from the back of the palms of the believers kneeling on the ground to a height that almost submerged the entire person. It was a dark curtain, the deepest shadow, enveloping and covering the entire church. The statue became the only thing that could be seen clearly in this lightless environment.

The believers were so anxious that they prayed even harder, almost screaming. In between their screams, they could hear the sound of human bodies breaking and flesh tearing apart. Everything was in chaos, hazy, and spirituality spread out. Everyone felt as if they were in the depths of a huge, black quagmire, isolated from the world. The church became absolute darkness without light at this moment, and time and space seemed to have dissipated into nothingness. Being swallowed up in it, theoretically there was no air, but being in it would not feel any obstruction to breathing, but it was unknown whether the body was "breathing".

The sticky and overflowing "shadow" wrapped the body like layers of glue, making it impossible to move. When I closed my eyes, I could hear many people shouting or whispering in the distance, like a huge tide.

After a moment, the sun suddenly came in, and the believers who had been struggling in the absolute spiritual silence and extreme anxiety suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

What was the sign of the vision just now? The believers looked at each other in bewilderment, and then they realized that the whispers lingering in their ears had subsided at some point.

The dark saint Xesma who was present was about to speak to comfort everyone, but suddenly, he stopped, turned around abruptly, and knelt down again facing the statue, hitting his forehead on the steps until blood was dripping.

Because at this moment, in the spiritual world of all the high-level members of the Aurora Society around the world, a ray of pure sunlight suddenly pierced through the darkness. They all looked up at the same time. Endless light was pouring down from the sky. A dark inverted cross stood between heaven and earth. It was the symbol of God. A proclamation like a huge bell came from a very distant place.

"I smeared myself with blood and hung upside down at the end of the world, bearing the pain for all living beings and redeeming my own sins for all living beings. You were created by me from dust, and like leaves, you have nowhere to rely on; you are like standing in a stream, with no peace to rest under your feet. Find people with the same fate as us, join the endless suffering, believe in me, and then you will be saved."

"Pray, and continue to preach as long as you have the strength. Cleanse your souls with prayer and praise my grace with faith."

The words ended here, but just before the end, the black cross was suddenly coated with a layer of dazzling gold, and in an instant it was dazzling and blazing like the sun setting on the earth - it was actually a golden cross, the symbol of the real sun god buried in history!
This… this… the saints and angels with long lives widened their eyes in disbelief. Some people who had lived in the heaven that shone on the earth and had experienced the sun falling even had tears of joy flowing from their eyes. On the way to the violent sea, the "Black Saint" Leo Master knelt on the boat in ecstasy, even though the boat was like a toy being rolled up and thrown down by the waves of the mountains, it did not move at all. In the shadow of the God-forsaken Land, the lantern of the "Angel of the Word" Stifel was lost somewhere in the panic of kneeling. The dark monsters surrounded them, and then they were swallowed by the shadow that spread from the angel, which was deeper and more terrifying than darkness.

"Praise you! Praise you! The Lord who created everything! The Lord behind the veil of shadows! You are the God of gods, the ruler of the vast starry sky! Your words far away from the dust came down from the sky, bringing us joy and salvation!"

"We must not stop, we must drive out the demons on earth for the Lord! Your kingdom will surely come, and you will surely return to heaven! We will love you with all our hearts and all our strength, and we will surely see the armies of heaven guarding your throne again!"

"We should dedicate the faith of all beings to Him. This is our faith. Those who have ears to hear should listen to the gospel of the Lord..."

“…those who have eyes to see will see the glory of the Lord, and as long as we can move, we will let His land come.”

The crowd's ecstasy was beyond words. After the spiritual revelation, they still knelt on the ground and prayed over and over again, without getting up for a long time.

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"it's over?"

"Well, accurate broadcasting on a global scale consumes a lot of spiritual energy. It's really tiring. The little bit of solar energy on your clothes has also been used up. Throw it away."

"…The broadcast is my spiritual life, why are you complaining about being tired? All my clothes are custom-made by hand, and you must reimburse me later."

"Devils care about money too?"

"Soon you'll care, too."

TBC
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*Much later, Medici, who missed the Lord's broadcast because he was imprisoned in the basement, felt extremely regretful and fought with himself for three hundred rounds to vent his anger.

* The "Decline" path from 9 to 4 is full of various curses, in the order of consciousness, power, body, emotion, soul, and mind. It is a bit similar to the prisoner path, but the existing curses will recur from time to time. After promotion 3, all curses disappear, and you can use these powers to curse others.

——"You must first experience decline, understand it, and accept it before you can let others feel the joy."

(End of this chapter)