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After a brief silence,

A chill wind suddenly blew in the secret room deep underground. After flickering for a while, the orange candlelight suddenly became a little richer, closer to the color of blood.

The next second, boundless malice attacked from all directions, followed by brass eyes growing out from the shadows around and on the ground. Most of them were full of cruelty and madness, while a few were cold and emotionless, accompanied by a vague and difficult voice:

"It's you..."

"No...you are not...Him."

"Who are you?"

The words of the true creator made Edward frown.

who I am?

Your question sounds so philosophical, so philosophical that Edward didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

A passing Kamen Rider?

"Who are you?"

The sound rang out again, like glass rubbing against stone slabs, so sharp that it seemed to pierce one's eardrums.

Edward quickly put on a pious look: "Lord, I... am your devout believer and the lamb you shepherd."

"…"

Those brass eyes suddenly widened, as if they were carefully identifying Edward. He could only bite the bullet and continue to pretend to be pious and submissive.

Father Maozi only asked Edward to pray to the real Creator, but did not tell him what to say. Of course, the main purpose of praying to the real Creator tonight was not to complete the task assigned by Father Maozi.

He clasped his hands together and said, "Lord, how can I get to the God-forsaken land, to your abode, to meet you?"

"You...are not Him."

"You are not Him!"

"You are not Him!"

The voice seemed to become angry all of a sudden, and every sound was filled with rage. Surging malice poured out from those eyes, drowning Edward.

His figure suddenly became transparent, and then he appeared behind an illusory door. He asked hesitantly, "Excuse me, who is this person you are talking about?"

The harsh and piercing voice of the true Creator slowly said: "Outsider... the source of the end of the world... the initiator of everything... the redeemer"

Edward had heard these words before.

It was the person who told Adam in the future about the "uniqueness of the door that was supposed to be contained" before he "died". Unexpectedly, at a point in time in the past, he heard it again from the real Creator.

But even if he heard it again, it would not help Edward understand this person at all.

"You...are not Him..."

He repeated it again.

Edward asked, "Then why did you mistake me for He?"

"Because... you have His breath on you."

His breath?

What smell?

Edward frowned in confusion.

"That is His breath... but you... are not Him."

The True Creator's voice gradually turned into a mumbling, with an intermittent "Sukabuli" uttered. Just when Edward thought that he could no longer communicate, the malice around him quickly faded, and His voice changed, becoming so ethereal that it seemed to come from ancient times:

"Did Adam tell you to pray to me?"

Chapter 608 That Person

The words of the true Creator also became fluent at this moment.

Edward's heart trembled. In the original novel, when Klein was talking to the real Creator in the God-Forsaken Land, he seemed to have encountered this situation.

The "True Creator" is the other side of the Ancient Sun God, the side that was born from the corpse of the God, full of hatred, spite, and in charge of the fallen side. And the spirit left by the "Dark Angel" Sasriel still remains in His body - in other words, that is also the residual consciousness of the Ancient Sun God.

So now the speaker is...

"Are you the ancient sun god?"

"The Sun God is just my original name. After I led humans to defeat giants, elves, dragons and other mythical creatures, I became the creator of everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God. Or, you can honor me as 'God'."

At this point, He asked again, "Did Adam tell you to pray to me?"

"Yes."

Edward truly admired this tough guy from the bottom of his heart, "But He just asked me to pray to you, and didn't say anything else."

Those brass eyes fell silent, and the shadows covering everywhere like a curtain swayed gently without stopping, as if they were lost in thought.

After a moment, He said calmly, "I understand."

What do you know?

"This is a test from Him to me."

Edward was startled. "Probing? Probing what?"

"He is testing my current state, my attitude towards you, and my attitude towards Him... Of course, more importantly, He is testing me... Do I know where the things that person left behind are?"

"That person…"

Edward asked in a deep voice, "Who is that person? I have heard this word many times. I only know that He seems to have made some kind of deal with you and seems to have some kind of connection with me, but... no one has ever told me directly who He is."

The true creator once again fell into a long silence.

After a long while, the ethereal voice slowly said, "He came from outside this world. He was drawn into our world by chance because the battle between the Outer Gods tore the barrier between the worlds."

"He wanted to return to his own world, so he chose to cooperate with us, helping us deal with the invasion of the outer gods, and at the same time gain the power to return home...so we reached a deal."

Edward was very surprised by his words. He thought for a moment and asked, "He...gained your trust so easily?"

"Of course not."

The eyes continued, "Remember how I described him... 'The source of doomsday'."

Edward was stunned. "Doesn't the end of the world refer to the Outer Gods?"

"Perhaps it has not been the case since the moment He arrived."

"???"

"The Original was revived within Him."

"initial..."

Why is it the beginning again?!

Edward's pupils suddenly grew larger, his hair stood on end, and his back felt cold. In a sense, this was even more terrifying than what Klein had heard from the true Creator about the awakening of the original.

The original was resurrected in the body of the ancient sun god, and it only brought harm to the ancient sun god. Apart from pressing the coffin lid of Tianzun to death, that "God" might not necessarily do anything terrible.

But the "initial" recovery is something completely different.

"When He first awakens, He will gather everything together and make everything in the universe unified again. That will be the true end of this entire world."

This news was so sudden and frightening. Edward swallowed hard and asked, "Well, then what?"

"Then He came up with an idea to use the power He possessed to fight against the revival of the 'Original'. This led to our subsequent transaction."

At this point, He paused, "But that thought, I don't know."

"Because soon after that, the original awakened in my body, so I summoned Leodro, Oseicus, Herabergen, Medici and Ouroboros, and formed the 'Redemption Rose' organization with the gods and angel kings invited by Amanesis. They wanted to complete the resurrection by assassinating me, so as to counter the resurrection of the original."

"...Later, I split into Grisha, who retained the negative and corrupted humanity, and Adam, who only had divinity and rationality. As a result, our memories became fragmented, and each of us inherited a part."

He skipped over the part where Redemption Rose stabbed him in the back. No joy or anger could be heard in his voice, only endless silence.

Edward lowered his head and thought for a while, "Then...Adam, what exactly is that thing you want to test?"

"I don't know. I only know that it involves the original transaction and plan, but I have no memory of that period." His voice became increasingly silent. "I only know that your appearance may be related to that person, or that thing."

"Then why do you conclude that I am not Him?"

"Because you don't have the original breath in your body."

Edward clenched his fists. "Could it be that... that person also escaped the initial resuscitation through a similar 'resurrection from the dead' method and became a new me?"

As he said this, his heart was pounding: because he thought of the description of his own ability of [Dullness], and that because he had been contaminated by a higher level, he was immune to other contaminations.

Then I would like to ask, in this mysterious world, is there anything higher than the "original" person?

"I...have thought about that."

He said hesitantly, "But, it's unlikely."

"Why?"

"Because you are too 'clean'. Whether it is the Rose Redemption I once planned, or other methods, resurrection from the dead can only be used to temporarily delay and counter the original or initial revival, but it is impossible to completely eradicate it. The higher the sequence, the closer to Him, and no one can avoid it."

Edward secretly breathed a sigh of relief. No one wants to go through so much trouble and suddenly become someone else's substitute!

True substitute literature!

"Where did that person go later?"

"I don't know. This is also part of the deal and the plan."

All those eyes looked at Edward at the same time, "But I feel that He is still in this world. If His plan fails, when the barrier is broken more than a hundred years later and the Outer Gods invade, when all the source substances are pried open, perhaps the initial aggregation effect will be triggered immediately, and all people and everything will be aggregated in an instant. After countless years, when they disperse again, it will be a brand new world."

"So, Adam told me to pray to you in order to find Him?"

"uncertain."

He replied: "For Him who only has divinity and reason, He has always hoped to control everything in His own hands, and it is impossible for Him to pin His hopes on a transaction made thousands of years ago."

"He would rather find what that person left behind. If possible... He would rather take the initiative. But compared to Adam, I am more willing to trust the intact 'me'... the judgment I made at that time."

"So, you can't come to the God-forsaken Land for the time being."

"…"

Edward suddenly remembered that in the future, Ouroboros would take him to the God-forsaken Land. At that time, Father Maozi and the true Creator should have already merged - so, the order at that time might have been issued by Father Maozi?

However, I went around the God-forsaken Land and found nothing...

etc,

I remember that I seemed to feel a strong induction at that time, and when I followed the induction, I finally came to Chernobyl, which is the entrance to the Chaos Sea.

But considering that there was also an Amon there at the time, Edward decisively chose to give in and run away, so to this day he still doesn't know whether the feeling that attracted him at the beginning was caused by Amon or some other reason.

Now it seems that it may really be related to "what that person left behind."

If this is true, perhaps we don't have to go to the abandoned land of the gods, but can directly choose the huge bronze door under the abandoned castle of the vampires to go to the Chaos Sea to take a look - now recalling that when I went to the underground of the abandoned castle of the vampires, it seemed that I also had some special sensation.

Thinking of this, Edward shook his head secretly again: No, those are all later. What I need to consider first now is how to advance to Sequence 2 as quickly as possible - complete the [deconstruction] of the barrier in the mirror world, and then find Lilith!

Since the road to the God-forsaken Land to find the Dark Wolf has been blocked, the only thing we can do now is to fight Zaratul to the death!

In this case, stealing the Antigonus family notebook cannot be left entirely to Roselle on his own. I have to find a way to help him.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a spiritual fluctuation, which was a sign that the [Deconstruction Scholar] potion was digesting again, and this time the digestion progress was directly three-quarters. However, his spiritual premonition told him that the words of the real creator (the ancient sun god) just now seemed to be some distance away from the final truth.

"The Lord who created everything, the omniscient and almighty God..."

Edward called out these names honestly, "So what else might Adam do to me next?"

"Maybe." But He won't kill you. After all, you are the only person who may be related to that person in thousands of years. You are the only clue."

Should I feel honored then?

At this moment, the brass eyes around him suddenly trembled at the same time, filled with madness and anger. The ethereal voice became difficult again, "He... is about to wake up... See... Goodbye... Be careful... Adam."

As soon as he finished speaking, the malice that had disappeared surged out again, and illogical mumblings, accompanied by the curse word "Sukabuli", echoed in the underground secret room.

He turned back into the irrational madman, with only hatred and resentment left, the true Creator who was in charge of corruption.

More than ten minutes later,

Those brass eyes closed one after another, and the muttering of the real creator became smaller and smaller, until the last eye closed. The candlelight in the altar suddenly expanded and turned into a single eye hidden behind the curtain, and then disappeared completely.

"Oh, by the way, Amonto, let me tell you, even if you are blocking the entrance to the God-Forsaken Land, what can it do? He can still come in and go out whenever he wants. If you have the guts, you can catch Him next time."

"Yes, that's how He provoked me."

"Sukabuli!!!"

Finally, he uttered a Mao-style curse with all his might, and Edward could hear the anger contained in this last sentence.

Alas - let's observe a moment of silence for Amon.

Edward bowed deeply to the statue of the Hanged Man. "Thank you for your answer tonight. Goodbye, Lord of all creation, omniscient and almighty God."

Chapter 609: Roselle steals the notes

Edward took a step back and wandered into the astral plane.

He went straight to the steampunk kingdom of "Steam Muscle" and met the burly science man again.

Last time, although he allowed me to roam in His kingdom, he never paid any attention to me from beginning to end, but kept studying my gears, bearings and other things.

Edward bravely greeted this muscular man who had been misunderstood for a long time:

"Good evening, Your Majesty, the God of Steam and Machinery. ￠x,i·n~w,a+n+b·e+n!.^o~r·g?"

"Steam Muscle" Stiano looked over slowly, his tone calm without any fluctuations: "What's the matter?"

The reason why the Seven Gods gave face to Edward, the "Wanderer", and allowed him to roam in the Kingdom of God was that they valued his identity as the Lord of Sefirah Castle. It was an investment in the future, but that was all.

"I would like to borrow a seal from you that is stored in Trier Cathedral."

"What?"

"Notes of the Antigonus Family."

"No."

Ugh, so cool.

Edward hesitated for a few seconds, "I can...exchange something with you."

"No."

Edward silently took out a book on mechanics and handed it over.

Stiano paused, adjusted his glasses, took the book and opened it, his calm eyes fluctuating slightly. Although the book was written in English, it was also equipped with mechanical schematics.

He quickly turned the book to the bottom, then turned his head to look at the pile of things he had been fiddling with before. Suddenly, a huge hammer appeared in his hand, and he flattened all those things with one blow.

Then he said calmly: "That book was just deposited in my church by someone else. I have no right to dispose of it."

Edward asked tentatively, "Excuse me, is this Her Majesty the Goddess of Night?"

"Um."

As expected, the Antigonus family's notes appeared in the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, which was a trap set up by the Goddess of Night.

So if I go to the Goddess of Night to borrow a book now, will She agree?

At this moment, Stiano suddenly said calmly: "Unless you can bring out more books and translate them all into Intis."

"???"

Edward was stunned, and looked at the muscular science guy in confusion. His expression remained calm, as if he had just said a very normal sentence.

"Yes! All!"

Edward quickly took out the remaining ten or so books, which were the extra ones he bought for the goddess last time, and handed them over respectfully, "Please read them first. I will help you translate them in the next two days..."

"Translate now."

"...Okay, I'll translate it now."

Edward picked up the top book and suddenly thought of something. "Um... do you need to talk to the Goddess of Night first? What if She..."

Stiano raised his chin slightly, "I... am not afraid of Him."

I didn't say you were afraid of Him…

Wait, did you say something psychologically?

Then why did you stand opposite the Goddess of Night at the critical moment in the original book? Was it simply because your brain was not flexible enough and you couldn't judge the situation?

"Never mind, let's finish the translation work first."

...

Trier, the Rosel family villa.

After struggling for several days, Russell finally made a decision: no matter what, he had to find out where the seal in the notebook was placed.

To steal or not to steal depends on the circumstances.

The carriage made a rumbling sound as it moved along the cobblestone road. The closer it got to the church, the more nervous Roselle became: unlike the previous two "prank" thefts, this time he was really committing a crime - ahem, scouting the area beforehand was also part of the crime.

Around twelve o'clock,

When Roselle jumped off the carriage, a large number of believers gathered in the square in front of Trier Cathedral to pray. They looked devoutly at the huge holy light on the church, and amid the sounds of steam, salutes, and the fluttering of flying pigeons, they prayed a prayer that was destined to go unanswered to the god of steam and machinery who was obsessed with "high-tech books" at the time.

As the son of steam, Russell also immediately made a pious gesture, but what he thought in his heart was: "Please pray that I will not be caught when I steal the notebook next time."

Stiano: You want me to protect you from getting caught stealing from my church? You're such a jerk!

After more than ten minutes of prayer, all the believers walked into the cathedral in an orderly manner, and Roselle went straight to the back of the church under the guidance of the priest.

Soon, Russell came to a workshop where craftsmen (mechanical experts) made items:

"Mr. Gustav, here it is. Here are all the tools and materials you can use, enough for you to build something huge."

"So big?"

Russell felt as if he had walked into a small factory.

"Yes, after all, all the craftsmen of the church need to use this place."

As soon as he walked in, he heard a knocking sound coming from inside.

The priest continued, "You may choose any unoccupied workbench."

"Okay, thank you very much."

Roselle took two steps inside, then suddenly turned back and asked, "By the way, is the Archbishop here?"

"No, he went to Backlund two days ago for something."

"Oh, all right."

If the Archbishop is not here, who should I ask about the Sealed Artifact?

A mechanical heart?

But I'm not familiar with them.

Oh, I finally prepared myself mentally to come check out the place, but it's over before it even started.

Even so, Russell couldn't just turn around and leave. After all, he came here under the pretext of digesting the potion. He simply found a tool bench filled with various tools and books, picked up a pen and paper and started drawing: he was going to make a camera.

With the bonus of super memory brought by the generalist, and some abilities gained after being promoted to craftsman (mechanical expert), the drawing of the design drawings of the camera went smoothly.

The next step is to create each part according to the drawings - and all of this is done by hand.

Although Russell often envied the various magical abilities possessed by other paths, he never felt that the path of the universalist was that bad. The combination of technology and extraordinary power allowed every high-sequence universalist to have the ability to "hand-rub" high technology.

Today I can rub the camera with my hands,

I can make a fighter plane by hand tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow I will be able to rub the Gundam by hand.

I just want to ask you if you are afraid!

While Russell was fantasizing about leading hundreds of Gundams to conquer the world after being promoted to a high sequence, he kept taking out various tools with his hands and operating them skillfully.

Bang!

At this moment, his hands slammed hard on a bookshelf next to the tool bench, and the bookshelf fell to the ground, with the books on it scattered all over the floor.