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"Being alive is more important than anything else. /Zero^point*Read?Book/ /Choked￠Financial\Drunk!All."

"But more and more people in the abstinence group feel that since abstinence only brings frustration and retreat, why can't we choose to embrace indulgence and enjoy happiness?"

Reinette simply replied, "People who hold such thoughts are not suitable for moderation."

At this moment, a boundless gray mist suddenly appeared before her eyes, and a hazy figure sitting high on a bronze chair said:

"Find a safe place with no one around. Count to 100 and I'll find you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the figure and the gray mist disappeared. Her heart skipped a beat and she looked at the temperance elders in the room, only to find that they didn't seem to notice anything wrong.

"You guys go back first, give me some time to think about it."

"yes!"

After they left, Renette turned into a resentful spirit and passed through the walls to a secret room. Then she picked up the puppet of the Bound God and lay down on the bed, quietly waiting for the mysterious "President".

In fact, she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

The only one who can deal with the evil god is the evil god.

If she could provoke a fight between the "evil god" above the gray fog and the Mother Tree of Desire so that he would have no time to care about the Rose School, Renette would not continue to retreat but would take the initiative to attack.

"92, 93...98, 99, 100."

She counted to 100 silently. After a few seconds, Renette's eyes became blurry for a moment. When she regained consciousness, she had arrived at the small garden surrounded by gray fog and sat down at the bronze round table.

The evil god who called himself "President" still sat at the main seat of the round table, but the difference was that this time there was an extra figure sitting diagonally opposite him - was he a new member?

She immediately remembered that the last time she came, the "President" had said that He might hold a meeting here.

"Welcome, Miss Brainless, it's nice to see you again."

At this time, Edward's voice came, and Renette nodded and greeted: "Hello, mysterious existence... Mr. President."

"You are Miss 'Brainless'. Of course, Brainless is her code name. By the way, I suddenly feel that 'Brainless' may sound better. Do you want to consider changing it?"

Reinette was speechless: I just want you to be happy. + Tian?Xi?Xiao?Shuo*Wang\ ·Zhui·Zui/Xin?Zhang?Jie′

Edward smiled and turned to Pales and introduced him, "This is Mr. No Characteristics."

Pales: "…"

Chapter 497 The First Miserable Contest

Actually, I still have several extraordinary characteristics...

Pales immediately understood what the so-called "no characteristics" meant, but when he saw Renette's intact head, he was a little confused as to why she was called "no head".

"Hello, Miss No… Head."

Pales greeted Renette "obediently".

Reinette pinched her fingers, and finally accepted this inexplicable "code name", "Hello, Mr. No Character."

"very good!"

Edward stroked his hand and smiled, "Actually, there is a third member in our party, but I haven't decided yet whether to invite him, so let's not bring him to the first party."

He was referring to Russell, of course.

"Then, our first misery competition officially begins."

Pales and Reinette asked at the same time: "???"

"Yes, you heard it right. The name of this party is 'Comparison of Misery', and its theme is just as the name suggests, 'Comparison of Misery'."

Edward sat back in the bronze chair. "Whoever wins the misery contest will win the gift I have carefully prepared for you. Are you two looking forward to it?"

He raised his hand and gestured, "Well, let's stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point. Please start your performance."

As he finished speaking, an awkward silence fell in Sefirah Castle.

Pales and Renette looked at each other and remained silent at the same time - Shenjingbing, even if you are a god, you shouldn't humiliate us in this way, right?

Even though they know the terrible things we have suffered before, they still force us to "compete". Even a rabbit will bite when it is cornered!

"This guy...isn't he actually Amon?"

Pales couldn't help but have this thought in his mind: only Amon has such a disgusting and evil taste!

"Oh, it seems that both of our members are rather shy. `s·h`u*wu-k+a*n￠.`c?o?m!"

Edward was not surprised and said with a faint smile: "Well, let me briefly reveal some of the rewards for winning."

He looked at Renette, "Miss Brainless, do you remember what I said to you the last time we met?"

...This gathering will have a little to do with the fate of all the participants.

This is what Edward told Renette last time.

"Yes, as someone who has transcended the past and the future, I can tell you a little bit about your future experiences. Are you...really not interested?"

"!!!"

Renette and Pales' hearts skipped a beat. As angels of two different paths, they knew very well that some paths could predict the direction of certain events in the future.

But it was only an extraordinarily vague prediction—just like Zaratul's prophecy to Roselle that Bernadette would become a "big shot" in the mystical world.

But the mysterious being above the gray fog clearly revealed in his words that he can see the future accurately and clearly!

Is this really possible?

After a period of silence, Pales spoke faintly, "I... have been hunted down by an enemy like a stray dog ​​for the past thousand years. For this reason, I even lost all my sequences except Sequence 1. I can only survive by constantly parasitizing and stealing the lives of ordinary people."

Edward immediately clapped his hands in encouragement: "Very good, our Mr. No Character has bravely taken the first step, but I have to say that your experiences are not that tragic."

Pales: "…" - I have described myself as a stray dog, barely surviving, isn't that miserable enough?

For some reason, he began to look forward to the self-narration of the "brainless" lady.

Edward also crossed his hands and urged: "It's your turn, Miss Brainless."

Renette sat on the chair, her hands clasped together in a tangled manner, and she kept convincing herself in her heart: Although the demands of this "evil god" are embarrassing, they are much better than the Mother Tree of Desire that pollutes, erodes, and takes lives at any time.

Anyway, no one knows me here.

"Thousands of years ago, my father and I established an ancient kingdom and a remarkable organization. But then... an evil god named the Mother Tree of Desire set its sights on our organization."

"He not only polluted the gods we believed in and split our organization, but also killed all of us who were not controlled by him."

"My parents, brothers, and disciples all died in battle after battle. Now I am the only one left struggling to support the country."

To be honest, Renette didn't feel any psychological pressure. It was just about describing her experience of being persecuted by the Mother Tree of Desire. It didn't seem to be anything to be ashamed of.

"But the Mother Tree of Desire obviously has no intention of letting me and the members who are still following me go. In a conflict two days ago, the last member of mine who could be called a friend died..."

At this point, Reinette looked up at Edward and said, "Mr. President, can you help me?"

"Of course, but not now."

Edward said, "How much do you know about the power of the evil god, the Mother Tree of Desire?"

Reinette was stunned. "I... only know that He is an Outer God."

Pales was horrified when he heard this.

I thought it was miserable enough that I was being hunted by Amon, but I didn't expect that this "brainless" lady was actually targeted by an Outer God - in this competition of misery, I admit defeat.

"That's right. The Mother Tree of Desire is an Outer God. It is an existence that even the Seven Gods cannot deal with. So... I certainly can't help you for the time being."

"temporary?"

Both captured the word.

Renette had a vague understanding of the "President's" strength.

Pales suddenly thought of something: If the being in front of him was really what he thought, then sooner or later he would take away his Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics just like Amon.

He felt somewhat unwilling and powerless. His only hope was that he would only take away the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 1, and not his life.

"Bang!"

Edward clapped his hands lightly at this time, "Okay, let's get back to the topic."

"At the moment, it seems that Miss No-Brain is the winner in this competition of misery. After all, all her family, relatives, and friends are dead. However, this is also related to the reservations of our Mr. No-Character."

"Since Mr. No-Xing is modest, I will relay it for you."

Pales: There is nothing to be modest about!!

"As a powerful angel family in the Fourth Epoch, after the defeat of the Four Emperors War supported by Mr. No Specialty, He and His family were naturally liquidated, and He himself was hunted by an Angel King for a thousand years."

"It is said that among the families that have mastered the wrong path, the Jacob family is the worst off. They are like rats in the gutter, living together all day long. In fact, Mr. No Character's family has long disappeared in the long river of history during the liquidation."

"As far as I know, apart from Mr. No Character, there is no other direct descendant alive in this era, so everything that Miss No Brain experienced also happened to Mr. No Character."

"Your whole life has been accompanied by death. Your relatives, descendants, disciples, and friends have all passed away before you, but death seems to have deliberately avoided you, leaving you to live alone in this world."

"Do you think this is a kind of torture or a kind of forgiveness?"

Pales and Renette fell silent. As "old guys" who had lived for thousands of years, they had long seen through the matter of life and death and had become numb to it, but it was still a bit sad to see the issue brought up so blatantly by the "President".

"Of course, death is actually fair. Maybe He lets you live this long just to give you hope and then ruthlessly snuff it out."

"Since this is a competition to compare how miserable your past is, we will not only compare how miserable your past is, but we will also have to see how your futures will turn out."

Edward snapped his fingers.

The next second, the situation in the small garden changed dramatically.

They came to the "outside world" together. From afar, a figure was flying rapidly towards them, followed by more than ten figures.

When they flew closer, they saw that it was Renette, who was wearing an intricate, gorgeous, dark and gloomy black dress, and the two people chasing her were the evil god S'ea and the cursed king Balanca.

Soon, Renette was blocked by the hedonists. After a fierce battle, her bright and beautiful head was cut off, and then she was besieged to death.

"…"

After witnessing all this, Renette's spirit and energy suddenly declined. Although she had expected this ending, she still couldn't avoid despair when she saw this scene.

So, is everything I did in vain?

So, are my struggles all in vain?

Pales looked at her beautiful face: Oh, is this why the "President" called her brainless?

"Bang!"

Edward snapped his fingers again.

Renette, Shennie, Balanca and others all disappeared. After another gust of wind and clouds, they came to another place.

This is Backlund in the future.

A person who was parasitized by Pales just returned home through the porch and suddenly saw a person sitting on the sofa. The person was wearing a classical black robe and a pointed hat, with his right foot resting on his left leg, and was leisurely reading a newspaper.

Noticing the presence of Pales, the man raised his head, adjusted the monocle on his right eye, and smiled playfully.

It's Amon!

Pales turned and tried to flee.

But changes happened in the house. Dark stone pillars stood up at some point, supporting a majestic church.

Every pillar, every arch, and every dome of the church was inlaid with bones of different races. They were crowded together in a dense and chaotic manner, staring at the tiny Pales in the center of the hall with their empty eyes, as if they were conducting a trial.

Amon grabbed with his right hand.

The next second, Pales was sucked out of the body of the parasitized person, and then was swallowed up by Amon in despair. He turned into a Sequence 1 Beyonder and was absorbed by Him.

Amon turned his head and looked at Pales, revealing his signature smile again.

Pales: "!!!"

Even though he knew it was just an illusion, Amon's last glimpse still made him tremble with fear - it was more terrifying than seeing himself being killed and absorbed by Amon.

However, compared to the "young" Renette, the old senior Pales was much calmer overall - the most important thing was that Amon needed his own Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics, and this "Energy Essence" also needed it.

Then, "He" would never sit idly by and watch Amon take away his Sequence 1.

Anyway, I, an old man, am the trophy of the fight between you two big guys. You can do whatever you want, and I will just lie down.

Chapter 498: Continue to fool

"Okay. Xiao, tell me, Wang has published the latest news."

As the three of them returned to the small garden of Sefirah Castle, Edward spoke again: "From the perspective of the future, one of you was besieged to death, lost your head and was shattered to pieces, and the other was eaten directly."

"Who do you think is worse off?"

Pales raised his hand: "I think I might be worse off."

At this point, He no longer cares about His face. His underwear has been stripped off anyway. If He cannot "win" this misery competition, wouldn't it be a waste of shame?

Renette did not object, nor did she speak.

"Miss Brainless, aren't you going to refute it? In fact, both of you are very good at it, and each has his own 'characteristics', so the final decision of the winner will depend more on your own efforts."

"If Miss Brainless could describe in more detail how miserable you are, maybe I would be more willing to vote for you."

Renette remained silent.

"Okay! Since Miss Brainless has no objection..."

Edward applauded. "Then let us congratulate the winner of the first Miserableness Contest, Mr. No Character!"

As he spoke, a huge red flower appeared on Pales' chest, just like the ones worn by the top scholar in ancient China. It seemed festive, but it was actually inexplicably funny.

"Now please welcome Mr. No Character to give his victory speech."

"???"

Pales was confused: Do I have to express my gratitude for the victory?

It's so miserable, there's no point in saying anything.

If you are not my friend, please let me, an old man who is thousands of years old, go!

"…"

After a while of resentful complaints, Pales pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Ahem, thank you Mr. President for giving me this opportunity to win the misery competition. Thank you also to Miss Brainless for her support. In the future, I will definitely..."

At this point, He suddenly ran out of words.

Keep up the good work and strive for even worse? Deep well ice!

"Anyway, thank you for your support, thank you, thank you~"

Renette looked at him deeply, and suddenly felt a little fortunate in her heart: Fortunately... I didn't "argue with reason just now. "

Edward smiled slightly and said, "As a reward for Mr. No Characteristic's victory this time, I offer two options. You can choose one of them."

"First, I can give you a suggestion for a future parasite target so that you can avoid being eaten by Amon."

"Second, I can tell you the whereabouts of a direct descendant you once loved very much." After a pause, "Yes, you actually still have a great-grandson who is still alive. Although he is no different from being dead, since he is alive, there is still hope, right?"

Without much hesitation, Pales said, "I choose the second one."

Edward pretended to be surprised: "Oh? So decisive."

"Perhaps because I have lost too many Beyonder characteristics, my humanity has become more and more abundant over the years. Compared to future life and death, I care more about this only direct descendant."

"OK."

"Your great-grandson is named Mobet Zoroaster. Do you still remember him?"

Pales' voice suddenly sounded much older, and then it returned to normal. "Oh, it turned out to be him. I remember that he seemed to have disappeared after a large-scale war. I originally thought that Amon or Jacob had killed him, so I couldn't predict the murderer... Now it seems that things are not that simple."

"He is indeed a child I like very much, haha, because his personality is somewhat similar to mine. As a Beyonder who has gone down the wrong path, he always leaves a way out when doing things."

"Excuse me, Mr. President, where is he now?"

Edward took out "Groselle's Travels" and placed it on the bronze table. "It's in this book."

Pales didn't react, but Reinette looked over in surprise.

"This book..."

He stared at this plain travelogue, frowned and thought: "It seems to be very complicated."

"Of course. It is a 'relic' left by the former dragon king Angerwede. You should understand its importance, right? There is a nearly real world inside it."

King of Dragons!

This being who had been dead for thousands of years was still well-known to Pales and Reinette - in ancient times, he was one of the rulers of this world, much more powerful than the seven gods today.

I don't know if the "relics" of this existence possess some powerful abilities?

Pales asked, "Mr. President, what do you mean when you say that Mobet is 'as good as dead'?"

"Oh, it has been thousands of years since your great-grandson entered the book, but he is only a Sequence 5 Dream Stealer. The reason he is still alive is because the rules of the world in the book are special. But as soon as he leaves the world in the book, time will pass away in an instant, and he will die."

Pales was silent for a moment, "I understand."

"Of course, there are ways to keep him alive."

Edward smiled slightly and said, "The simplest method is for you to use your Sequence 4 Beyonder characteristics and give them to him to be promoted to a demigod. Although a demigod who takes the wrong path will not live for a thousand years, he can extend his lifespan through parasitism."

Suddenly, a light flashed in Edward's mind:

The ritual of advancement to Sequence 3 is: deconstructing a story and bringing it into reality.

Edward had always been troubled and regretful about not being able to return to the Harry Potter world, but in fact, he had another "story" in his hands - and the easiest way to make the story of "Groselle's Travels" become a reality is to let the people in it walk out alive!

His mood suddenly became cheerful, as if there was light at the end of the tunnel.

How to get those characters out alive? Except for the great-grandson of Pales who can use the method of parasitism with only Sequence 4 left, everyone else can try to register at Sefirah Castle first and directly pull their spirits up. In this way, at worst, they can become evil spirits.

Thinking of this, he smiled at Pales and said:

"As for the other method...I'll tell you next time."

"…"

Palles's breath suddenly got stuck in his chest, but he could only force a smile: "Thank you, Mr. President."

"polite."

Edward looked at Renette again, "Of course, as a participant in the first misery competition, although Miss Brainless lost, I think there should be an encouragement award."

"What should I give you? What do you need?"

Reinette clenched her fingers, "Does the temperance faction still have a chance to defeat the indulgence faction?"

"Oh, so what even if you win? As long as the Mother Tree of Desire survives, you will never be able to completely escape its contamination and control."

After a pause, he said, "But since you asked... there really is such an opportunity. In December of 1349, the top leaders of the hedonistic faction will suffer a heavy blow. This may be a good opportunity for you." - What Edward was talking about was naturally the time before he traveled through time, when he shouted to Leodero to kill and injure Sea's grandsons.

"In 1349..."

Nearly two hundred years later?

However, I would probably be dead by then, so what would be the point of knowing this news? Moreover, how could I verify whether this "prophecy" two hundred years later was true or false?

"alright.

I declare the first Miserableness Competition a perfect end! "

Edward clapped his hands and said, "Next, I will start selecting the next batch of contestants."

"Then maybe you can serve as the audience and judges, and vote with me to decide the next winner, and get my help again, like helping you rescue your great-grandson."

"Are you looking forward to it?"

Edward smiled slightly: "Well, see you next time."

"Oh, by the way, don't let anyone else know what happened today."

With a wave of his hand, he severed the connection with the two and watched them disappear into a crimson glow.

The huge Sephira Castle once again regained its tranquility.

Edward sat quietly, closing his eyes tightly and feeling the progress of the potion being digested.

That's right, this so-called first misery competition was shabby and simple in every way, but the effect had been achieved - this was another attempt by Edward to digest the spiritual wizard's potion.

In order to leave them with a deep memory without interfering with the development of history, there was actually very limited things Edward could do: so the first time, he chose to use "dreams" to experiment on Russell, and the effect was average.

The second time, I thought of using this "ridiculous" method.