Lord of the Mysteries v7c6 - Tencent MTL

"King of time and Space", "Destiny Beacon", "Source Fortress incarnation", "Spirit World dominator", "Secret Lord" …. In ancient times, the word "secret" in the mouth of the sun god refers to the "master of mystery". Klein silently read the names one by one, feeling that the shadow in his heart had widened a lot.

He immediately thought of a question and hesitated:

"as far as I know,'Fu Sheng Xuan Huang Tianzun 'appeared long before the end of the last civilization."

After looking at each other, Qiguang was thin, and Venitan, who was translucent like other spirit creatures, sighed:

"We do not know this. When the last civilization ended and the 'first' awakened, the previous seven lights had been erased, and we were the pure light reborn from the spiritual world in the first century.

"however, we have some guesses about the 'Great Master above the Spirit World', which may answer your Highness's question."

Klein was in high spirits and immediately assumed a posture of listening attentively.

"Yellow Light" Venitan continued:

"We suspect that the 'old days' who were active in the first period were partly absorbed into the alien gods on the planet, and partly activated by those sources, that is to say, some of the 'old days' equals' the original', which is the embodiment of different personalities separated by him.

"everything that is separated must converge, and everything that converges must be separated, which not only describes the extraordinary characteristics, but also refers to the 'original' itself. because most of the source matter and characteristics come from this supreme being, there is a natural tendency to gather and reassemble. 'initial' is the aggregate of all the contradictions in the universe, and after the source matter and characteristics are gathered together, they will be irresistibly divided."

Is this the essence and root of the law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics? Is the "genie" an unlucky alien god who is sucked into the world and meets the "secret lord"? Klein nodded slightly, did not interrupt, and waited patiently for the Yellow Light to give him his guess.

Venitan, dressed in a lemon robe, glanced at Klein and said:

"perhaps the divisive tendency of the 'original' occurs when he sleeps, so his spirit divides into different parts, secretly interfering with the real world under different names, preparing for the division when the Noumenon awakens, such as' God', for example, 'God'. For example, 'the one of Heaven'."

A reasonable guess can explain a lot of my doubts. Klein suddenly felt enlightened.

He thought a little bit and said:

"that is to say, do you think the 'great master above the spiritual world' is part of the 'original' and can be equal to the 'original' to some extent?"

"that's right." "Orange Light" Hilarion gave an affirmative response, and then comforted Klein, "as things stand, the great master, like the rest of the 'original', his will and strength have faded over time." whether your Highness is him or not, it does not prevent you from making a certain confrontation, preserving the current human nature, and reaching a certain balance with him, hehe, separation is an inevitable law. "?.

What kind of comfort is that? Klein couldn't help saying.

Then he realized a problem:

"since the 'initial' schizophrenia is divided into different parts, the spiritual imprint in the body of the high-sequence extraordinary person should also belong to different 'old days'.

"if what awakens in the ancient sun god is the 'original', the 'God' just described by Qiguang, then who does the 'original' spiritual brand of erosion point to when I begin to be active in my body?"

The answer to this question is so obvious that Klein doesn't need to think:

The "Secret Lord", "the ruler of the spirit world", "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun"!

In other words, "Fu Sheng Xuan Huang Tianzun" does not leave a trace as he thought, he has initially awakened in Klein's body!

Damn. Klein was so cold that he inexplicably realized the feeling of the ancient sun god.

At this moment, he was very worried that one day he would unwittingly become another person, the "secret master" and "Fu Sheng Xuan Huang Tianzun" who had returned from the resurrection.

However, this degree of awakening seems to be similar to that encountered by other angels, not as strong and irresistible as I thought. This is because unlike the ancient sun gods, I did not have an angel personality as soon as I was born, or even controlled the "uniqueness". I was promoted step by step and completed the digestion in stages. If this is the case, thanks to the gray fog that cast the "curtain" into the abandoned land, perhaps, with the help of someone who exists …. Well, it's still wrong. I've become the owner of "Source Castle". It doesn't make sense that the erosion and pollution is the same as that of other 2-day envoys. Klein shook his head secretly and did not ask Qiguang a corresponding question.

For him, this is one of his core secrets, and other beings must not be allowed to know what their current state is like.

He immediately raised his right hand, pestled to his mouth, and coughed:

"I think I understand."

After talking to Qiguang about other issues, Klein got up and saluted:

"Thank you for your answers."

"it is our pleasure, and may your Highness return to the throne of the Great Master above the Spirit World as soon as possible." Qiguang got up at the same time and responded kindly.

Is this cursing me to die? Klein teased himself and politely sent away seven rays of light.

Then he turned on the teleport again and returned to a secluded alley in Beckland.

Pressing his top hat, Klein wandered out into the street.

When the first thing that caught his eye was the people in all kinds of states and the hustle and bustle that formed a heat wave.

He saw some people dressed in linen and cutting unusually tall trees with saws and other tools in small groups, some formed teams and busily repaired street houses that had not suffered much loss, and some hurried past him with Disi pies and sweet iced tea, as if they were on their way to their jobs, and some were driving wagons carrying grain, meat and vegetables to different places.

Although many of these people were poorly dressed, had many sewing marks, and had a little numbness and pain on their faces, the vitality that burst out of them seemed to be intertwined into a glimmer of hope in front of Klein's eyes. tenaciously brimming with the vitality of life.

They are like grass trying to break open stones after a cold winter.

Klein slowed down and gazed deeply at the lively scene.

Although he did not see the miserable world at the end of the war, he heard a lot of details from Miss Justice and Leonard, and he had been traveling in a darker and more depressing land. It is inevitable that there will be some unstoppable feelings at this time.

Spring is coming.

Klein's expression gradually stretched out, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He walked through the streets of post-war reconstruction all the way to St. Samuel's Cathedral in the North District.

The square here is full of potholes, workers are doing a preliminary clean-up, a small number of white pigeons return from somewhere and fall back into the once-familiar area.

Klein looked around and couldn't find a vendor, so he took some food out of the historical projection and threw it on the ground.

As the pigeons flew in, he crossed the square, entered the church where the clock tower was being repaired, and sat in the front row of the big prayer hall.

Looking at the stars surrounded by the sacred emblem of the red moon, Klein took off his hat, clasped his hands, and closed his eyes in a peaceful and quiet environment.

His emotions gradually settled, and he had the feeling that he was really praying.

At this time, with a long black hair and dark eyes, Leonard, dressed in a black trench coat and red gloves, came in through the gate, walked down the aisle to him, sat down on a chair two seats away from him, and began to pray.

In absolute silence, Klein opened his eyes, stood up, put on his hat, and passed Leonard.

When he was about to reach the door, Leonard got up slowly and followed.

Before long, the two men came to the corner of the square outside.

Leonard looked at the few pigeons on the ground and said as if to himself:

"I am already a senior deacon of the 'night watchman'. In two days, I will return to the sanctuary to study for a period of time and receive the corresponding sacred objects."

At the end of the war, he was promoted to become the "night watchman" of sequence 4.

"you don't seem too happy." Klein, who stood side by side with Leonard, did not turn his head and looked at the pigeon path as well.

Leonard smiled at himself and said:

"I have no right to be unhappy.

"I was just thinking that the Battle of God ended so quickly, and the result was unexpected. Does it mean that the previous defeat and the difficulties suffered by everyone are just bait?"

"before today, I felt the same way as you, and I was confused and resentful, but now I am a little confused, which may be, is, a must." Klein didn't hide his feelings.

Leonard was silent for two seconds and looked down at the white pigeon wandering in his footsteps.

"that's what the old man said."

Without waiting for Klein to say more, he glanced sideways at his former colleague and said:

"have you become an angel?"

Paris. Zoroaster told him that what Klein had done seemed to be preparing for a promotion to an angel.

"Hmm." Klein nodded slightly. "but it's not glory and power, it's pain, curse and duty."

"why?" Leonard asked subconsciously.

Klein did not answer immediately, lowered his head, looked at the shadow at his feet, and turned to the exit of the square.

A few steps later, he turned his back to Leonard and said to himself:

"you should remember that.

"We are guardians and wretches against danger and madness all the time."

Leonard was stunned, and it took a few seconds to look sideways at Klein, but he could only see the figure of the other side who was about to disappear at the corner of the street, wearing a half-top hat and a black trench coat.

With a cry, several white pigeons on the ground flew up toward the light blue sky.