Chapter 116 How could I be the one favored by an alien god?

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Edward Vaughan blinked.

"of course not."

He said with great confusion: "Why do you have such doubts? The "wither" in my honorable name refers to life and goodness, but if written clearly, it would easily point to some high-ranking person in the path of death."

"Besides, I don't want to have a bad connection with the abyss when I'm not strong enough. After all, there have been problems there for a long time."

The True Creator frowned slightly. This sentence answered His question, but this answer did not contain the information He wanted.

Then he became angry and spoke in a deep voice, further explaining:

"Then why does this honorable name point to you so accurately?"

""The Monarch from the Deep Dark Land" may be your pre-play, because there are monarchs in other paths, not many kings and emperors. I believe it can point to you in this range more accurately. But "pay attention"

The phrase "eyes of living beings" should not be the main point! The obvious feature of "eyes" will obviously remind people of the secret-seeing path, especially the hidden sage, who often appears with transparent eyes. Demons should not think of it

Well, eyes have nothing to do with demons. Therefore, the first sentence that can accurately point this honorary name to you should be this."

Edward listened to his analysis with great interest, feeling happy that the foreshadowing he had laid had finally been noticed by the readers.

Ah, awesome, I basically guessed everything I could guess. In fact, except for "the great existence behind the curtain of shadows", the other three sentences can all point to "me"... The first version of "the demon ravaging the earth,

"The cold-blooded massacrer, the blood-soaked Grand Duke" is the real honorific name of the devil. I can't help it. That kid Richard wanted me to change it more than a hundred years ago, and I just wanted to clean up the doll. By the way,

Has it been changed?

This speculation has been swirling in the mind of the True Creator for a long time. He looked at Edward Vaughn and found that the other person still had a puzzled expression.

The angel knew more or less about the barrier and the outer gods. Could it be that he was also contaminated without knowing it? The true creator's heart skipped a beat.

If this is the case, he must consider getting rid of the other party as soon as possible! Today's question has been prepared for a long time. If a fight really breaks out, of course, his clone, who just killed Sequence 6 with Sequence 5, will not be able to take the initiative to face a contaminated crazy angel.

Or a Sequence-Puppet that is controlled by an outer god. You should immediately call the main body to start a fight, and then quickly disconnect yourself to prevent being contaminated by madness. I hope the Seven Gods will not be stupid to stop the main body.

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

Edward shook his head, his tone was normal, his expression was calm, and he had not acted unreasonably due to "contamination". He asked sincerely: "Why did you suddenly mention this? Is there any problem?"

"I have been using this honorary name for a long time. If it was wrong, it should have been pointed out long ago."

The true Creator is still vigilant, but the safe time for Him to communicate with the real body is coming soon. If it is delayed any longer, it will be easy for the madness of the main body to take advantage of it.

The person of the true God is on the verge of collapse. His face remains unmoved, as if he is not nervous at all: "Have you never been to the stars?"

"Me?" Edward asked, "Of course not, I know it's very dangerous there."

"You have never observed the starry sky? Have you not come into contact with the existence outside?"

"What on earth are you thinking about?" The devil laughed dumbly, "Of course this is impossible. If I had been exposed to those things, could I still be alive to this day? Russell is still lying in the grave! What's more, those existences are really

Can I, an angel, understand it normally?"

What He said is correct and makes sense. He knew about the existence of those things and was careful to never come into contact with them... Why would I doubt Him? Because His honorable name is a bit strange, but why did it take me so long to feel strange?

, why am I the only one who finds it strange...? The spirit of the true Creator is slightly in a trance, and the aura belonging to the true body gradually fades away.

"You seem very different today."

His ally spoke with a calm and gentle voice: "Perhaps it's because there have been too many things recently? After all, your body is just a child. The believers have been attacked. You need to appease them, and you have to be busy relocating the stronghold and issuing oracles.

, you should be very tired, you may want to take a good rest."

How is it possible? Even if it is really a three-year-old child, the body strengthened by the Sequence 6 magic potion is enough for him to be full of energy after a short rest every day! This reason is too lame... What's going on? I am actually very tired...

…Something’s wrong, something’s wrong, there’s something wrong!!

The body of the True Creator shook and he almost fell off the chair.

He opened his eyes suddenly, held the handrail to steady himself, and at the same time tried his best to fight against the sleepiness. He stared at the devil sitting at the window opposite him two or three meters away, and cursed secretly. He had a premonition.

, you must not fall asleep! Once you fall asleep, you will lose something and forget something, just like the memory he has been quietly losing!

But after only holding on for two seconds, his eyes became chaotic and his eyelids slowly touched together.

He felt a hand - cold, not soft enough, with forks, maybe something from the hand gently covering the top of his head. He could no longer hold on, his vision went dark, and he was lost.

consciousness.

The long vines of the spider plant slipped from his head. Edward stood up, glanced at the real Creator who was lying on the bench as if taking a nap, walked out silently, and closed the door gently.

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"Is this a coincidence? No, it's an accident."

Edward returned to his own room in the manor, sat on his familiar single sofa, crossed his legs, and said to the full-length mirror on the wall: "Why did the true Creator discover the issue of honorary names?"

"We had already reduced this possibility when we decided on this honorary name."

The reflection in the mirror has an indifferent expression, sitting upright on the single sofa, with the joint of his right arm resting on the armrest, and the palm of his hand pressing against his cheek. The world he lives in is dark in tone, as if it has lost its color, the walls are mottled and peeling, and the sculptures

The carpet was stained with rust and had black spots all over it and was dull.

The reflection sat there quietly, unchanged no matter whether Edward stood up or picked up something, like a quiet sculpture.

Edward stood in front of the big bookshelf, running his fingers over the backs of the books on the eighth shelf at the same height as his shoulders, and then stopped on a hard cover book with a red cover.

He pulled out the book and turned to one of the pages following the traces in his memory. Sure enough, he saw a well-made hollow metal bookmark - in terms of craftsmanship, it was a bit like the "electroplating" of the old civilization, but more

Smooth and bright, the paint color matches beautifully.

The hollow pattern is a painting, the silhouettes of two houses and a shade tree with a swing are a scene of the "Faye Manor".

Looking out from the window at the corner of the stairs on the third floor, you can see the exact same picture as on this bookmark.

More than a hundred years later, it is still new and beautiful, just like when it was given to me as a gift to me in this page.

"He was double cursed and spiritual, and he was even more sensitive to it."

The reflection who was still sitting there slowly spoke: "Since the fifth era, surveillance has been strengthened. We have not had the opportunity to use rituals to communicate with the outside world, and we cannot give the honorable name to strengthen our spirituality. The true creator can sense this problem that does not exist in the first place.

', because He already has another level of doubt about his own state - doubt about you. It seems that He has finally begun to realize that the various negative symptoms that appeared after God descended are not the power of the goddess of the night, but another

A kind of authority, authority He never knew.”

"On this basis, He doubts you, and then realizes the problem of our honorable name."

Speaking of this, the Outer God recalled something: "The seven lights in the spiritual world seem to know me, but they only know it."

Edward closed the book and put it back on the bookshelf tightly: "So, we don't need to worry?"

"No need. I've already calmed Him down."

The devil grinned: "Anyway, the true creator has been crazy for thousands of years, so it won't be long before this moment."

The reflection looked over and saw Edward pacing slowly in the room. Edward felt his gaze and answered with a slight smile: "I didn't expect that one day this place would see the light of day again."

The devil walked to the window, opened the delicate bolt, pushed the carved window out, and looked at the bench in the garden of the glass greenhouse not far away. He knew that the armrest of the bench was missing a corner and had been replaced with a metal one.

The hemming was accidentally cut off by Traynor when he was a child no more than his own waist and happily waved the dagger he gave him.

The count's palace in Trier had long been burned down by fire, but the properties elsewhere had been more or less preserved. He knew every place of special significance here and the location of every item of special significance.

The person in this memory is Him, but not entirely Him.

A certain failed doll will have slightly negative emotions such as longing for others because it has lost the human companion, but it will not. When it returns to this place, a bookmark made by Adela will make the doll feel

A little lonely, but in his opinion, this is just a bookmark. When talking to others and mentioning it, he needs to design some "accidental" extra actions and carefully crafted words to express his thoughts as a "human being", but he still cannot change it.

The fact that it's just a disposable piece of metal.

When the Northern Continent was in chaos and the dolls settled in the Southern Continent, it was this mansion that they brought there to live in.

It showed extra "nostalgia" and was quiet more than before, exceeding the limit of acting sad, so it was confirmed to be damaged by itself, but it still felt that it was a part of God.

Therefore, it did not resist when it was erased.

"So... I really didn't expect that one day I would come back here again."

Edward's fingers brushed over the well-maintained silver-plated wallpaper, and his tone was very normal:

"I wanted to sell it. Unfortunately, its power is similar to that of a sealed object. It's hard to sell it."

The reflection was still sitting there, and turned his gaze over in a nonchalant manner: "Why did you design this house yourself in the first place?"

"Because Adela married me despite her family's objections."

Edward said in a tone that seemed to be filled with emotion and an outsider narrating an unrelated story: "The Sauron family certainly does not believe that demons can be moved by emotions, let alone that a little girl in Sequence 7 is qualified to trade with angels.

.In their plan, Adela is going to marry a well-established nobleman with status and status, and acquire the other party’s huge wealth and emerging factories to expand armaments.”

"Although she feels a little wronged, her brother Florent happens to be valued because he has good compatibility with the characteristics left by his predecessors. His royal status, her natal family who value her, and her late husband's property are all enough for her to live happily by marrying low.

A happy life.”

A royal girl with a noble status and little talent should be arranged for such a future.

"But she chose to marry me. Alas, it's really incomprehensible."

Edward sighed deeply, patted the expensive furniture with regretful hands, and sighed like a human being: "What's even more incomprehensible to me is that it's trying to measure the value of Adela's 'sincerity and love'
To be continued...