Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"So when can I return to reality?" Klein said in a low voice as he watched the embarrassed Leonard inform Melissa and Benson of his death through the broadcast of the historical projection.

Sitting at the top of the long bronze table, "Mystery" flipped over his holy book, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

"Soon, when your funeral is over, and when the Church of Evernight recognizes you as dead, then you can go out. You shouldn't want to be used as experimental material by others, right?"

In fact, after Klein thought about the other party's remarks carefully, he did not believe the other party without reservation.

After all, when he first joined the Nighthawks, the captain had told him many examples of evil gods bewitching people, and even later he witnessed the end of old Neil.

He had suspected that the other party was deceiving him, and when he was observing him secretly, he had used the diary to pass false content to himself, and wanted to use this to numb himself.

But he couldn't figure out why an existence that seemed to have reached the level of a true **** would go to great lengths to deceive himself?

Is it just because you are a transmigrator?

Zhou Mingrui never felt that he was the chosen child, even after incorporating some of Klein Moretti's spiritual fragments.

Klein, who had been tapping his fingers on the first table under the long bronze table, suddenly stopped moving and looked up at "self" opposite.

"Have you tried to go home?"

Whoops.

"Mystery" froze as he turned the pages of the book. Pieces of charred paper passed over his pale fingertips, flipping and closing them down.

After being silent for two seconds, He replied in a low voice in a lifeless and peaceful voice:

"tried."

Immediately afterwards, the **** flipped through the holy scriptures in his hand again, and by the way, dragged a quill from the air and began to write and draw.

"So it didn't work out in the end?" Klein frowned and asked the question he cared about most, "Or, did you give up?"

"No, I succeeded. I went back to the planet I used to be. Although it's far from the same, I still went back." "Mystery" lowered his head, his wide hood completely covered his face, and all his Emotions are buried in the dark.

"I did go back, even if it was only for a second."

One second? Klein's brows furrowed deeper, and an ominous premonition gradually took over his heart.

"Time, I saw Roselle's diary. He and I were more than a hundred years apart, but the time before the time traveled was about the same..."

"No." "Mystery" seems to be really like what he said, it is really part of Klein, and he understands his thoughts, "There is no time problem in our world, not because of the passage of time in this time. And change, if you want to go back, the time you see will only be everything you are most familiar with."

"Then why did you only go back for a second?" Klein didn't understand.

A person who has the same status as the "Omniscient and Almighty Creator" in the holy scriptures is in the same position as the existence who is suspected of believing in the City of Silver. Why does a true God with the authority of time only go back for a second when he has another chance?

He understands that if the "mysterious god" in front of him is really as he said, and he is the same Zhou Mingrui as himself, there is no way he does not want to go home!

Why only go back for a second... "Mystery" doesn't know how many times he has been "laughed" by his own stupid question.

Oh, by the way, this is a self with amnesia, a self who has not crawled out of chaos since the Dark Age of the Second Epoch, of course he does not understand.

"Because." The peaceful voice of "Mystery" was a little ethereal, and there was a pause. It was no longer so inorganic, like a well-adjusted AI, "I haven't gathered all the authority, and I haven't surpassed the bottleneck."

Klein, who was staring at "mysterious", was dumbfounded. For a moment, he felt that the other party was joking.

A true God, a true God with authority over time and space, actually said that he was not strong enough.

He has traveled for so long, among the Nighthawks, on the hidden channel, he has never heard of anything greater than the true God.

It seemed that he could see Klein's suspicion and his messiness. He had raised his head, and his soft face was covered by the shadow of the hood, and the shadowy "secret" patiently explained the information hidden in his words just now.

"This is a higher level of knowledge. You should have seen Azik Eggers. I gave him this holy book." "Mystery" symbolically shook the blood-stained notebook in his hand, " Do you know why he lost his memory for so many years?"

"Why?" Although he was very concerned that the other party used the pronoun "He" when addressing Mr. Azik, Klein still focused on more important matters.

"Mystery" looked at the performance of the other self and nodded with satisfaction. With a wave of his idle left hand, the ubiquitous gray and white mist surged instantly, interwoven with the crimson light into a holographic projection.

"He once lost his most important thing in a war, it was a war with the Church of the Evernight, an existential battle for authority, and after that war, the existence you now call Death is also And then fell."

"This war is called the 'Pale Disaster', and it is a war that almost destroyed half of the Northern Continent."

"Oh, guess why the gods are so tossing?"

"Because of greater power, more believers, and more symbols of authority?" Klein roughly gave his answer based on the settings in the various novels, movies, and games he had read before he crossed. .

The projections formed by the gray-white fog and the crimson light are still changing, from scenes depicting dead bodies to scenes of three fuzzy giants confronting each other.

"This is just an appearance." As an existence also praised as a god, "Mystery" refuted Klein's answer very professionally, "Actually, after stepping into the threshold of demigods, Beyonders can already be interchanged in adjacent pathways. For example, the three pathways of 'Death', 'Darkness', and 'Warrior' are the so-called adjacent pathways, and this is the essence of their struggle."

"Not all gods are lunatics. The stability of civilization is also beneficial to their own state. No **** can exist independently of civilization. The day when civilization dies, it is also the end of gods falling into the abyss."

Adjacent paths, interchange? This goes against the teaching that Klein received within the Nighthawks. After all, when he first became a Beyonder, he was told that a person can only choose one path in his life.

Klein pondered the truth of this sentence and asked:

"So competing for the authority of a similar pathway can strengthen the gods themselves?"

"If possible, how to achieve this goal and kill the opponent?" He looked at the scene on the phantom projection where one of the giant figures was cut off by a scythe and a broad sword, his tone was full of hesitation.

"Heh, kill..." "Mystery" seemed to have heard some funny joke, his always peaceful voice fluctuated, and he laughed in a low voice, "If it's really that simple, then most of the gods You should wake up laughing when you fall asleep."

As the owner's emotions fluctuated, the gray mist was also difficult to maintain stability. The curtain that caused the mutation after the fall of the black giant symbolizing death suddenly collapsed and returned to the surrounding environment.

"So you are also looking for a corresponding adjacent pathway?" Klein was dissatisfied with the "movie" that was suddenly cut off, and pouted, "Can you really go home after you have obtained the authority of the adjacent pathway?"

"Are you seeking 'thieves' and 'apprentices'?" Klein recalled what he saw in Roselle's diary, and tentatively asked questions.

"Mystery" was a little surprised by his question. After a pause, he nodded unreservedly and admitted:

"Yes, I do yearn for those two powers. Only by obtaining them can I become the real king of time and space. At that time, I may be able to break the boundaries."

They? Klein became more and more puzzled, and he gradually became suspicious of his own knowledge of the extraordinary world.

"I don't remember when the 'thief' and the 'apprentice' had a true god. I have never heard of an evil **** with such authority."

"Uh, there is no righteous god..." Klein noticed the loophole in his words, and hurriedly made additions.

"Mystery" sitting at the head of the long bronze table skillfully raised his left leg over his right leg, and his movements became lazy.

"It's just that you don't know it. Of course, the existence of this aspect is indeed secret. Just like me, haven't you heard of my existence outside?"

Listening to His answer, Klein pouted, chose not to speak anymore, and fell into silence.

......................

On the outskirts of Tingen, a house surrounded by green lawns.

The flowers here have withered, only a few fallen leaves are still hanging on the branches, and the dark red chimney has become the most vivid color in the garden.

The owner of this house has left, and an uninvited guest with a golden beard is standing in front of the desk, slowly reading an ordinary notebook that was spread out.

Accompanied by the sound of the paper slamming, the lines of text appeared vaguely.

The note kept flipping, flipping, until the blond man's palm pressed the footer.

"Klein Moretti, that lucky guy seems to have found a forgotten treasure and got some powerful help. Will this affect Ince Zangwill's plan?"

(The pages of the notes here were scratched with force, as if the hand holding the pen suddenly changed the trajectory of writing bluntly)

"No, Klein Moretti has entered the field of vision of the Psychology Alchemy Society. The Nighthawk who has established a connection with Doctor Duster will be secretly removed because he may know the goal of the Psychology Alchemy Society. This is undoubtedly true. It's a reasonable idea."

"Oh, this is a magical 'clown'. The Church of Evernight agreed to Klein Moretti's special application, and even specially appointed a senior deacon to help him get promoted smoothly. He has never been treated before, oh, the Church of Evernight is in his way again, will he be angry about it?"

(Many lines are smeared here, and the original text is obscured by splatters of spilled ink)

"Although Klein Moretti escaped the serial assassination, it is impossible for him to escape the pollution of the true creator. The power of the true God is absolutely powerful!"

"Ah, but it's a pity that the psychic dragon of the 'Dream Weaver' sequence that was followed by the Psychological Alchemy Society was forced to leave Tingen, otherwise he should be able to take Ale Suhod, this sacred object Take it away and let him embrace freedom!"

(The handwriting here is extremely distorted, but the owner of the note seems to be satisfied with this 'plot', so he didn't rudely cross it out)

"It's a pity, it's a pity, the previous encounter with Azik Eggers seems to have made Klein Moretti resistant to the pollution of mythical creatures."

"But why? He's just an ordinary person. If he has anything special, then it's impossible for him to be induced to kill by Antigonus' notes. It's unreasonable!"

"No, Ince Zangwill, you don't have to persuade me, I'm not convinced, why did he become special, why did his fate deviate!"

(There is a big scratch here, but the owner of the note seems to let it go and finish writing this sentence)

"Klein Moretti's speciality will eventually be wiped out. Lanvus is just a 'swindler'. He is indeed very talented, and he has a talent that will be valued by Amon. However, Ale Suho De is the best dramatist and no one can escape his script!"

"Everything Lanvus does will become the wedding dress of the pair of Ince Zangwill and Al Sukhod, and the son of the true creator will also be used. This crazy **** will not Resist the pollution on his body again, his malice will be mercilessly released, and no one in Tingen can stop this!"

......

The blond man, who was still standing by the desk, silently flipping through the pages, pointed his finger on Amon's name, his clear eyes suddenly became deep, and the world behind him overflowed like a soaked ink painting. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com between fantasy and reality.

Several vague human-shaped rays of light were swimming in the ocean of subconsciousness, and they quickly probed the spiritual island of each conscious body to determine whether there was a golden-patterned insect hiding there.

"There's really one..." The blond man found an isolated clone next to a nearby town, which reasonably influenced his thinking.

His thoughts turned, and a message carried by dreams and thoughts flew high into the sky, merged into the spiritual world, flew to an infinite height, and passed through the brilliance at the top of the seven spiritual worlds.

......

"Yeah." Looking at Klein's "Mystery", he suddenly turned his head, as if listening to something, and moved his fingers thoughtfully.

Klein looked at the other party and Leonard's sometimes similar movements, looked away from his fingers that were constantly tapping the surface of the long bronze table, and asked softly:

"What's wrong?"

"It's fine." "Mystery" shook his head carelessly, adding to the gray fog on his body indiscernibly, "It's just a reminder from an old friend."

Old friend... Klein didn't ask who the friend was, but chose to remain silent. Instead, he touched his chin "secretly" and suddenly asked:

"Fathers all want to train their sons, but don't want him to be really hurt, so in the end, may he be confused and become a 'wrong' existence?"

"How do I know, if you are really me, you should know that I don't even have a girlfriend..." Klein looked at the other party in surprise and snorted.

"It's a pity." "Mystery" sighed, "I have only raised a daughter..."

"!"