Behind bars

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Edward was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, in a daze.

It's not completely in a daze, because part of his consciousness is fighting with the Mother Tree of Desire in Si'a's mind, torturing Si'a to the point of neurasthenia and wishing she could die on the spot.

When Sia was suffering from neurasthenia, he continued to broadcast almost all channels on the prisoner channel, torturing all his followers until death. Together, everyone completed an outstanding "madman" performance tonight and withstood a huge ordeal.

Amount of pain.

And He was earnestly persuading the other party in Si'a's mind.

Convince the other person to die.

However, no staged results have been achieved in the short term, not because Si'a's belief is better than Adam's, but because the spirituality of the Mother Tree of Desire has not completely died with him, and Si'a, who has a backer, is still acting as a parent.

The dream of helping yourself to get ahead.

Although He controlled most of Si'a's body, Si'a's body was also temporarily stopped by the Mother Tree of Desire's "physical and mental double self-binding". As a result, his spiritual activity was suppressed to the lowest level, and he could only change his strategy from

Violent attack is changed to slow nibbling.

However, this is nothing more than a delaying tactic, and his victory is completely foreseeable.

Sia's body and mind are bound, unable to perform ritual prayers to the Mother Tree of Desire, and unable to respond to the followers of the Indulgence Sect. Sooner or later, the blessings from the Mother Tree of Desire will be slowly exhausted.

Once the spirituality of the Mother Tree of Desire disappears, the almost stagnant erosion progress bar will advance rapidly again, causing problems with Sioa's self-understanding, and finally becoming a part of herself.

In this way, even if a vessel like Edward, which is not sequenced enough and is relatively fragile, eats Si'a, it will be safe.

Just when Edward and Sia were talking about their ideals of divine life, the part of their consciousness that remained outside suddenly heard the sound of layered prayers.

"Oh, someone is looking for me." Edward waved goodbye to Si'a, who was lying face down on the ground and gave up thinking, with a kind smile, "Let's talk tomorrow."

After that, he disappeared from Si'a's consciousness and returned to his own container through mystical connection.

After a long time after he left, Si'a slowly raised his head. The white hair on his head continued to grow at an imperceptible speed. On his obscured face, there was a cyan right eye with no pupil and no vision.

When desires were suppressed, indulgence was restrained, and rationality and divine indifference returned to his brain after a long absence, Si'a, who was reduced to a wrestling arena between two foreign gods, felt deep despair, which led to deep panic.

.

"Sacrifice..."

The palms of His hands were facing up, and the fingers were curled and twitching slightly like spasms.

"...Why isn't it...enough...not enough..."

"I don't want to die..."

He was slowly invaded and replaced by another consciousness, making him feel like he was experiencing a long death.

Edward was not interested in Sioa's mental journey. He stopped staring at the ceiling, looked at the note of the caller who prayed, and quickly connected the call.

A sentence came immediately from the other side:

"There is civil strife in the colonial city of Loen, and the Spiritual Religion Group has officially stationed troops."

"Oh, you are still working so late. If you take the lead in working overtime, will anyone in the Aurora Club dare to get off work?"

Edward immediately praised him. Anyway, according to his life experience, it is definitely right to praise people a lot: "Ally, your intelligence organization is really outstanding. Less than ten hours after this matter ended, you got the news. It seems that you

Even the affairs of another continent are of great concern."

"...Now is a sensitive period. The intelligence departments of various countries and organizations are very nervous, and the number of military exercises has also increased significantly. We are just about to start an arms race." The True Creator took a look at the Iron-Blooded Cross report that was submitted overnight.

I thought to myself that hunters are indeed much sharper than secret prayers in this regard. This cannot be cultivated, "What are you doing in the Southern Continent?"

Edward was well prepared and took out two pieces of paper from under his pillow:

“A luxury January trip to the Southern Continent drawn at Backlund Hotel.”

"The Southern Continent is very interesting. I will bring you some souvenirs when I go back."

"I really appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule to deal with me."

"I'm not very busy. I'm just sleeping. You're welcome."

The True Creator took a deep breath and smoked a Fusac cigarette to the end: "A general with a clean resume suddenly rebelled against the country, and the timing of the Spiritual Religion's arrival was so precise. This matter is somewhat suspicious.

"

"you're right."

The devil nodded seriously, and then asked seriously: "Are there any clues?"

The real creator puffed away: "No. The scene was very clean. All doubts had corresponding explanations. The clean resume was the result of long-term oppression and discrimination. The defeat and seeking peace was the last straw. This was a matter of course.

.”

"Then this sounds really good." The demon sighed, "The Spiritual Religion Group has recaptured a city. No matter what they plan to do next, this matter will definitely cause an uproar in the Northern Continent."

"That's right. From tomorrow on, the newspaper headlines in various countries in the northern continent will probably be very shocking for a long time." The real creator said meaningfully and seemingly casually, "Maybe it will break the fragility between the northern and southern continents in advance.

Balance, causing the war that everyone is nervous and looking forward to to start early."

Edward smiled: "It looks like Adam will be troubled by this for a while."

"Yes."

There was a tacit silence between the two for a while.

After thinking for a few seconds, the True Creator said: "After your luxurious January vacation, you can consider returning to the Northern Continent."

Edward sneered: "Go back? Why go back? Go back to jail under the eyes of the night? Three hundred years and three hundred years...I am almost becoming a true god on earth! Going to jail is almost becoming an inseparable part of my divine life.

, I won’t go back.”

"Can't you cause less trouble?" The True Creator did not agree with this idea of ​​being in jail on earth.

"I have caused very few troubles. Which one of the Desire Tree and the Fallen Mother Goddess is not more famous than me?"

Edward turned his head and looked at the ceiling: "The first witness, I even thought about taking back the source material and leaving. It was only a few hundred years ago that I came up with the idea of ​​destroying the earth. Allies, this is a matter of position. No matter what I do, you can see

If you want me not to cause trouble, just give me a reason why you humans are still worthy of existing, and don't use empty words of love, peace and examples to bombard me."

The True Creator frowned: "You are right, there is no need for me to reason with you. After all, you no longer reason with the world today. You should be more willing to follow the principles of strength. Whoever is stronger will win in the end.

, whoever is right is right.”

"That's great." Edward raised his eyebrows, "I still like to communicate with straightforward gods."

There was another moment of silence with everyone having their own concerns.

"Do you have any idea of ​​adding fuel to the flames?" Edward asked.

"No." The True Creator replied simply and concisely.

He has little interest in the national resistance in the southern continent, neither encouragement nor rejection, because even if he is the human side of the ancient sun god, he has no superfluous thoughts about these internal struggles of mankind. In the face of the doomsday, mankind is already in

His heart was divided into a whole, and even two nests of ants fighting each other were the ones he wanted to protect.

God doesn't care whether two nests of ants can live in harmony in the future. Let's wait until the end of the world to talk about such extravagant things.

But internal fighting between two nests of ants is not a good thing and will produce unnecessary changes.

What's more, the Spiritual Religion will also affect the goddess of the night's plan to control the uniqueness of Death. If the strength and reputation of the Royal Faction are improved, the artificial Death Faction will naturally decrease, allowing the internal division of the Spiritual Religion to gradually end. This involves

At the end of the future, it will be impossible for the True Creator to support the Spiritual Religion Group under any circumstances.

"What a pity." Edward looked away, "I was looking forward to a wonderful performance from your Iron Cross Society."

When talking about the Iron Cross, the shadow of a young man appeared in the mind of the True Creator, and he said:

"The person you are related to is in the Iron Cross, and he gets off work on time from 9 to 5 every day very uniquely."

"Are you not sure about his position? You can just regard him as my child." Edward smiled nonchalantly, "I like this child very much. He is a smart and interesting human being who can always bring me something new.

surprise."

The True Creator was not surprised: "He has been working hard recently to obtain the right to use a sealed artifact, which corresponds to Sequence Three of the Night Path. His purpose is unclear. As a family member, you should know this matter."

"I don't know, maybe he has his own plans."

Edward yawned and pulled up the quilt: "I have always been very open-minded, respecting the fate of others and not interfering with the future of my children. So, ally, are you done? Can you let me sleep after you've finished?

If so, please turn off the light for me, thank you."

459

Klein opened his eyes and paced back and forth in Olavi's luxury hotel suite.

After the naval base was blocked, the general's temporary stay was changed to the best hotel suite in Oravi City.

The interior decoration and facilities were actually much better than Bayam's "Azure Wind" hotel, but in the luxurious suite, he didn't sleep all night, thinking about "Origin Castle", "True Creator", and "Mother Tree of Desire".

The more I think about the connection between them, the more uneasy I feel.

At the very beginning when I saw the power of the Source Castle, I rashly divined the "mutated holy symbol of the sun", so that I accidentally looked directly at the eternal blazing sun. The Source Castle resisted the conditioned reflex of the gods.

In response, I feel that the Origin Castle may be a sealed object corresponding to the True God level, and it is a relatively powerful type in this level.

But as his knowledge continued to grow, and after seeing the real level 0 sealed objects 0-08, and the "dice of probability" that uniquely changed the path of "monsters", Klein found that Source Castle seemed to be much stronger than them.
To be continued...