Chapter 496 Wind

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Intis, Trier, Cathedral of Light.

In a room with dark curtains drawn, "Saint of Secrets" Botis sat at the table, the crystal ball in front of him emitting a faint light.

He closed his eyes, placed his palms a short distance away from the crystal ball, and rubbed it in mid-air in vain. As the divination results were presented, Botis's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, showing a little confusion.

After a while, he ended the divination. The dim light source inside the crystal ball gradually disappeared, and the room gradually became brighter. Botis took off the hood on his head and covered the crystal ball with an opaque cloth at hand. After a set of actions, the aura of the magic stick weakened a lot.

"It's incredible, why is Miss Audrey Hall in the Southern Continent now?"

This was something that confused him.

Botis finally took time out of his schedule to pick up Miss Audrey before the "Dark Saint" urged her.

At this time, he was having a headache because of the Abraham family's contact with the Church of Mysterious God next door, so he temporarily put aside the tasks assigned to him by the Aurora Society.

As a traitor to the Abraham family, Botis knew that this family, which had been inherited from the Fourth Age to this day, was still a skinny camel bigger than a horse. The secret knowledge and extraordinary items held by those old guys were enough for the Abraham family to obtain the secret of the God of Mystery. shelter. During this period, he tried to harass, obstruct, and even assassinate, but to no avail. He even almost exposed his identity during the assassination. If he had been slower, he might have been caught on the spot by the saint sent to protect him by the Church of the Mysterious God. Caught!

If he was really caught for assassinating members of the Abraham family, Butis could not guarantee that the Church of the Creator would resolutely rescue him - with two churches involved, it would be considered magnanimous to spare his life.

However, apart from assassins and corpse collectors who are proficient in walking in the spiritual world, the only assassins who can transfer so quickly are apprentices.

How he became the "Secret Saint" was not a secret in the Aurora Society, and the Abraham family would not let go of this opportunity. Botis suspected that the Saint had already guessed his identity.

...so annoying! He shouldn't have left so many alive in the first place!

Botis became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and when he thought about the former Mr.

He desperately needed something to distract himself.

"As a noble lady of this age and a remaining member of the Loen Psychological Alchemy Society, shouldn't she stay at home and enjoy afternoon tea?"

"Is there any omission in the information Your Lord the Dark Saint gave me? And why does the divination show that now is the right time to pick her up?"

Botis looked at the crystal ball and saw the two divination results of "It's a good time to pick up now" and "It will be a huge danger to go to the Southern Continent now", and he was momentarily confused.

He stood up, opened the curtains, and saw that the weather above Trier's head was clear, but there seemed to be dark clouds gathering far ahead.

"It seems that this young lady is going to experience some danger in the Southern Continent. She may die. This is my opportunity to help in times of need..."

"But do I need to take such risks to help?"

…

"Judging from His choice, the 'White Tower' accommodates it quite well."

"The country's internal economic crisis, the shortage of food relief, the fierce conflicts, the imperial system left by the Sons of Chaos, and the sailors and people who have lost their jobs due to tense international relations." The Demon of Knowledge said, "Everything can be solved by taking back the colonies. ."

The God of Thunder may have the largest number of anchors among the gods now. Fear and power are the most primitive yearnings of human beings. According to the classification of anchors by human gods-except for believers, those who have a certain impression of the gods Non-believers can also serve as anchors - so even in Intis, the countless survivors who suffered from traumatic psychological disorders due to the great flood can be regarded as anchors to the God of Thunder.

However, as the country of faith of the God of Thunder, Loen's situation is extremely poor. It can even be said to be suffering from internal and external troubles. The demon of knowledge does not even think of elaborating on its various shortcomings, because even citizens with a little social experience, You can all see the fatigue.

But this time the God of Thunder took action against the Highlands was a stroke of genius.

There was no food, which could be obtained from the colonies;

There were no precious metals or spices to mine from the colonies;

There was no distant-water fishing or cross-border shipping trade that could be reopened after the colonies were returned.

As for jobs, as long as the colony is properly cleaned up, a large number of manpower can be mobilized from the country to open up wasteland. It can not only solve the problems of colonial independence and resistance, but also increase a large number of jobs at one time.

Now Loen is considered a semi-religious country, and the church's participation in politics and extraordinary ability to influence society are almost no longer concealed. Under the premise that Emperor Loen is also Gad II, the God of Thunder, and a "tyrant", as long as Leodro's actions go smoothly, the decline in Loen's country can be improved in one fell swoop and the Church of the God of Thunder can be restored. Win the hearts and minds of the people and weaken the influence of the Sons of Chaos' centralized order.

As for the colonial labor force...is that kind of thing important?

There will be no shortage of mineral deposits, and forestry and farming can be restored. But isn’t it always the case that the number of indigenous people in the colonies is as small as possible, and it is best to be extinct?

"Countermeasures are also very simple."

Edward said while chewing melon seeds: "Go to Loen now and release the Sons of Chaos. Even if the God of Thunder has successfully captured the high ground at this time, it will be difficult to compete with Emperor George III who has previously released heroic words and resonated with the people. Influence."

"Besides, don't you think the Northern Continent is beautiful now?"

Edward said to himself:

"I want to use the Russell period as a comparison, but at least when the countries were burning in the flames of war, Intis became the overlord of the continent. But now? Fusac tried to cause war, but he had to do it because he was afraid of thunder. The god retreated hastily, causing Fenebaud to leave the whole country, leaving the corpses at the border and retreating into the country. Domestic conflicts became more and more intense; small countries such as Lunberg perished; Intis originally received the favor of the creator, but before he had time to rebuild After rising, it quickly lost, and because of this, it was submerged by the waters of the Five Seas, and now it has become an empty shell called a country.”

"There is almost no contact between the countries in the Northern Continent, cross-border trade cannot be carried out, and all countries are in economic crisis at the same time."

"Even Loen, who was the victor on the surface, experienced two major events: airship bombing and the death of the emperor. The submission of small countries such as Lundborg only improved their morale, but after the war, peace and happiness did not come. Despair and confusion have become the main themes of the Northern Continent.”

The gods lost both sides, and the humans did not gain happiness and victory.

The extraordinary power that can no longer be suppressed, and the fact that the gods are the masters of the country are no longer concealed, as if they are slowly returning to the Fourth Age.

"It's incredible...it's just beautiful."

"The same goes for Highlands, and so does Balam. Oh, the characteristics of the God of Death have destined the people of Balam not to fear or even welcome death. His country is destined to die slowly sooner or later from the day he returns. He is more suitable to be the emperor of the underworld. It is not about establishing a country. The Highlands seem to have gained new hope and become an independent country. It is staggering towards its own future, but it may also perish at any time. It exists only because the storm has not yet arrived. "

"I love the faint Mars and sincerely look forward to its demise."

Regarding the different powers and instincts of different gods, the Demon of Knowledge did not answer. Instead, he looked back at him and said curiously:

"I think there are many of your followers above, are you really not planning to move your position?"

"Does even half of the people above believe me?" Edward smiled uncontrollably, "Even if there is, I don't care, just screw them."

The Demon of Knowledge thought for a while and nodded: "You are right. Even if the Highlands are my country of believers, in my opinion, only some people are worth saving. However, my characteristics determine that I will not sit back and watch Richard En. Ste is dead. It doesn’t matter that prosperity must decline, but I can’t understand you only in this aspect. Your choice is too extravagant, and it is simply a waste of natural resources.”

"In any case, he is good enough and has made some achievements, but you can actually watch him die."

"Death is the best ending for Him. There is no happiness He wants in this world."

The Demon of Knowledge said nothing more. After a few seconds, he asked another question:

"The Omniscient and Almighty is half asleep and half awake. So, after He dies, what can you do? What do you want to do?"

Edward gave him a strange look:

"I found that many people have a misunderstanding. They think that I am extremely malicious towards human beings and want to destroy this planet and destroy all human beings. When did I have such a plan? If I don't say God, I will say you. Would you like me to kill all your followers?"

"Why do you think of me like this? I am very concerned about the ecology of the universe. We all have historical rights. It is a pity that a genocidal civilization with different choices declines, isn't it?"

"After comparing the two versions of humans, I just feel that humans are more suitable to survive in a world without extraordinary, or in a world with extraordinary but without extraordinary hiding. In this way, they can walk in the stars on their own, and can also open up Extraordinary national system.”

"So, my goal is actually..."

Edward stretched out his hand and made a small circle in the air:

"Except for you and the sheep God needs, wipe out more than 80% of the human race, cut off their history, deprive them of their extraordinary abilities, force their society to retreat to the tribal era, and then take them away to find it in the universe. A planet with an environment similar to the Earth, transform it into an environment suitable for human survival, let them go there, and restart civilization."

"I think this is the best way. Even if those humans perish, there will still be humans as a race in the universe."

"And if they don't perish, maybe, in thousands of years, you and I will be attracted to those human civilizations."

The Demon of Knowledge's eyes lit up, and he was a little interested in this description. The humans taken away by God will become sheep, and the humans taken away by Him will be screened at all levels, leaving only the most elite group. At that time, will the humans who were put into other environments by the declining king create new ones? History creates a new knowledge system? He was actually looking forward to it.

"For example, now-"

"I am looking forward to Richard's death. I can't wait to enjoy this breath of death and crush the continent into my belly."

…

As the number of critically ill patients in the hospital gradually decreased, a room on the second floor was specially vacated for Ms. Letty Orr, a specially hired psychiatrist, to use as a temporary resting place and office.

Audrey took the little girl from Southern Continent beside her to close the door and walked along the corridor to the stairs not far away.

When passing by the window, Audrey raised her hand to block the sun out of habit, but found that the sun was not shining outside the window today, but it was cloudy. The dark clouds in the sky were very thick, and it seemed that a heavy rain was about to hit.

Thanks to his own puppet container, although Audrey's spirit body still has feelings for the outside world, it does not feel so hot that she is sweating, nor does she feel cold or stiff in her hands and feet. The puppet container has always been maintained in a relatively good condition. .

However, working as a psychiatrist for members of the Rose School is extremely risky.

There have been several medical-patient accidents before, and members of the Indulgent Faction who received treatment suddenly fell into mania. Fortunately, the power and sequence of the attackers were under the control of Taufik and Audrey themselves. Although it was inevitable that she would suffer some injuries, fortunately Audrey herself was an excellent psychiatrist and would not leave any psychological shadow. She only needed to adjust her emotions before she could continue working.

"It's going to rain."

Beside Audrey, a girl named Ana also poked her head out and looked at the cloudy sky outside, smiling: "It would be great if it rained heavily. There is always a shortage of reclaimed wasteland on the hillside and in the suburbs." For water, everyone in the reclamation field has to walk several kilometers to get water from the well in the town.”

"That's right..." Audrey nodded slightly.

"I thought the southern continent always had abundant rain, so there was no need to worry about fertile land for planting."

Ana looked at Leti Orr's side face with a smile and said without any other emotions:

"Miss Orr, you grew up in the Northern Continent, right? In fact, farmers in the Southern Continent almost depend on the weather. If the rainfall is too heavy, the crops will be flooded. If the sun is always sunny, the crops will all dry up. Die. But now the church will let extraordinary people help us farm. Those extraordinary people can carry dozens of bags of seeds at a time and turn over dozens of acres of land without getting tired. It is really amazing."

“Taking extraordinary abilities and applying them to productivity is something I can’t even imagine.”

Recalling the scenes of living corpses farming and resentful souls building houses, although I have seen them more often now, my surprise has not diminished much.

Audrey couldn't help but think of what happened in the Northern Continent - Extraordinary power had gradually surfaced and penetrated into people's lives from every corner. Audrey thought this was incredible at first, but she didn't expect that the Southern Continent would directly let the Extraordinary They work, even farm.

She nodded slightly and thought of one thing:

"Mr. Richard also told me a story. It is said that a long time ago, there was a belief in the Southern Continent, which was different from the Bound God or the God of Death. In that belief, the God of Creation was a madman."

"... He said that at that time, the Southern Continent relied on the sky for food, and the climate was humid and suitable for plant growth. Therefore, roads were opened this year and would be overgrown with plants the next day. There were no roads, so there were no cars, and there were no cars, so there was no traffic between the tribes. It is very secluded and has low productivity. People believe that the unpredictable weather is the unpredictable temper of the gods, and war and human sacrifice are not only ways to please the gods, but also ways to reduce the population."

The myth that Richard told was meaningless and could not be found in any history. Audrey guessed that it was something from the Fourth Age or even earlier.

"A good man who did good deeds broke up his family due to unfair treatment, and also became seriously ill and died. Such things happen in any mythology and are unexplainable. Either it means that God does not exist, or there is no need for belief in God, or God is a human being. blind."

As Richard was busy, he said to her:

"But it was not a strange thing that happened in the Southern Continent at that time, because God was originally a capricious madman, a lunatic. Nothing incomprehensible in this land is strange."

God either does not exist, is crazy, or is blind...

Audrey thought for a moment and interrupted the story.

Now that Gao Gao had received the help of extraordinary abilities, it was not good to speak ill of God and angels, so she changed the topic:

"Ana, how is your mother's condition?"

Ana, who was suddenly asked, quickly came to her senses and said: "Mom's illness has improved a bit, and I can collect the money to buy medicine."

Audrey asked: "You went to work? But your studies..."

"I, I help out at the hospital."

Ana's voice dropped: "I have classes three days a week, and I have to work the rest of the time. Mom can't go to the field yet."

Audrey was silent for a while - there were too many people to help, and her meager salary had long been used to subsidize others - it was hard to say anything, and the originally good atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

"My power is still limited, but I can only have a little heat and a little light..." Audrey said in a low voice.

Alas, I should find an opportunity to ask His Highness Richard... Audrey wanted to make a generous request and talk about what she had done recently, the difficulties she encountered, and her confusion, but she was worried about Nan. The angels from the mainland would dismiss the troubles of the noble girl from the northern continent: "...I can't afford more money, and I'm about to be sent to Intis. How can I improve the lives of the people of Backlund before I leave? Getting better?"

As for completely helping people find jobs and restore their lives, although she wanted to do so, she knew rationally that she did not have the ability.

At the same time, she also understood that even the powerful and mysterious Mr. World could not do this.

It probably takes a god like Mr. Fool to take action himself to fundamentally change the country and the people's lives.

"Although the 'audience' channel is kept behind the scenes as much as possible, although I always keep words like 'prudent' and 'careful' in mind when doing things, and try not to put myself in dangerous situations..."

Thinking of this, "Justice" Audrey subconsciously replied in her heart:

"But in this world, nothing can be solved easily and without taking risks... But sometimes, when I do something, I should have the thought of 'maybe I will die'."

For example, when treating members of the Indulgent Sect who are higher in rank than yourself, even if a demigod protects you, accidents of death or even disability will inevitably occur - it is true that even if the doll's body is destroyed, it will only allow the spirit body to return to the body. , but if your soul is eaten by those "resentful souls" that have devoured your soul, you will be unable to recover.

The muttering in Audrey's heart stopped, and she was silent for a while.

"Currently, the most feasible thing, the least risky thing, and the thing that can best help the people of Backlund is to find ways to obtain more food."

But from whom?

The Church of the God of Thunder has been distributing relief grains for a long time. It can be said that if it were not distributed by the church personally, but by any company or grain merchant, it would have gone bankrupt long ago.

Hypnotize the people around you to provide some help? But... recalling the times when she tried to persuade her relatives to donate money, but was repeatedly hit by a wall, Audrey found it difficult to get in the mood to lobby again. She has invested too much money in the charity foundation. She also knows that the current economic downturn and the unstable situation in the Northern Continent make it difficult to persuade her. Soon she will be sent to Intis, even with the foundation. All control will be lost.

"Actually...I always feel vaguely uneasy."

What she saw in the Highland Republic broadened Audrey's horizons. In addition, as the daughter of an earl with a certain political sense, Audrey also noticed that the social structure here was different from the Northern Continent, or any other country. Very different.

There are no aristocrats in the Highlands.

Hmm... It's probably because Mr. Richard, the leader, is not from a noble background, and also because the nobles in the highlands have long lost their status in the destruction of the country, and they resist bloody and crazy, trying to escape to the northern continent with their lives. Not only is there no restored royal family, there is not a single noble in the current Highland Republic! There are only relatively wealthy local businessmen who are restricted by the state.

At the same time, there is currently no decent church in the Highlands, and a considerable number of important members of the Rose School are even receiving irregular psychological treatment... If someone had told Audrey before, the country could operate without the church and nobility at all. She absolutely didn't believe it, but now this weird country actually appeared.

"It seems that... believers are the anchor of gods, and a believer is an anchor. In this regard, there is essentially no difference between a noble and a poor person. No one is nobler and no one is lower."

"Normally, nobles and businessmen can use their status, power, wealth and influence to help the church maintain the system and spread the faith, so they are more valued. But without the church, thousands of anchors and hundreds of thousands of A million anchors, who is more important?”

Audrey suddenly thought of a terrible possibility.

"The situation in Loen is already very bad. If the people really have no food to eat, then the next step will be to attack the grain merchants and nobles... And the number of civilians is far more than the nobles and rich people..."

Faced with the truth that had torn away the veil of warmth, "Justice" Audrey was temporarily speechless.

"ah."

Just as she was thinking about her own affairs in a hazy way and walking downstairs step by step, the birthday song came to her ears.

Audrey looked up and saw Martha, a nurse who had aged more than ten years due to the hard work of life, waving to her and calling her over in the common language of the Southern Continent. The doctors and nurses who were currently unemployed in the hospital stood nearby, and the children without parents also jumped around Ms. Martha, looking at the butter cake with longing eyes.

She steeled herself and smiled. Just as he was about to pass by, he saw Ana next to him, forgetting to glance out the window, and exclaimed:

"It's thundering."

It was thundering... She looked out the window, and with these words, the whole world suddenly turned silver.

The light came first, then the loud noise.

The huge roar almost shattered Audrey's eardrums. Her doll body was affected by the sudden spiritual fluctuations, and the whole world suddenly fell silent. The strong flash affected her senses, and she moved a few times in a daze before realizing that she had fallen to the ground.

Her limbs seemed to be out of control. She waved her arms and legs with difficulty, struggled wildly, and propped up her upper body.

She saw that the hospital, which was peaceful just now, became dead in an instant. She saw that half of the hospital collapsed, the structure was completely destroyed, and steel bars poked out dangerously from every corner. And a huge, weird doll was propped up above the hospital, on all fours, holding up the half that hadn't collapsed.

"————"

She recognized the doll, she recognized the scars on the puppet's face.

“————!!”

She shouted so loudly that she thought she was calling the other person's name, but in fact it was just some twisted syllables coming from her throat.

The people who were celebrating his birthday just now were under him. Some of them were crying, some had passed out, some were covered in blood, and some were pierced by steel bars and were wailing, but Audrey couldn't hear anything.

The butter cake that could only be purchased for a surley slipped from Lady Martha's hands, and her child was crying loudly in her arms.

This was supposed to be his birthday.

This was supposed to be a happy celebration.

She stared blankly at the scene in front of her, as if watching hell unfold silently before her eyes.

TBC

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"The Supreme God is a moody madman, so nothing that happens in the world is surprising." - South America's main god "Smoke Mirror".

I really couldn't stand it. I read a fan comic in the afternoon. Which genius in the translation team translated the patriarch into a leader? ? The clan members were in danger, and the clan leader’s magical soldiers descended from the sky. Everyone shouted that the leader is coming, the leader is coming to save us. When I saw this scene, I lost my mind and went crazy temporarily...