I don’t know if it’s because of being too proficient, or because of the existence of [musicist]. This time, the speed of interpreting that group of knowledge is extremely fast.

　　 Within a few seconds, some golden streamers appeared in the dark vision because of closing his eyes. When the eyes are closed, the darkness in front of him is not uniform, but when the streamer appears, all the horizons outside of the light become the deepest darkness.

　　 Hearing hallucinations appeared in his ears, it was the sound of applause. With the continuous flying and overlapping of numerous golden streamers, the black of the background gradually became clear, and finally turned into a huge red curtain. The continuous applause was just behind the curtain.

　　 The applause also gradually subsided, and a dark shadow of a slender woman appeared behind the curtain from shallow to deep. With the appearance of the woman, the melodious humming replaced the applause that disappeared completely.

　　 This is the simplest technique for vocalization, and the tone is just the most unpretentious lullaby. The woman seemed to act recklessly, but Jenkins was completely fascinated by the moment the music appeared.

　　 He couldn't describe what kind of voice it was, what kind of music it was. In his two lives, he has never heard such deep soul music.

　　 The intention of this piece of music is not deep, and the technique of the hummer is not very good, even the "performance" itself has a strong sense of randomness.

　　 But it was such a piece of music that made Jenkins' soul tremble. He felt in a daze that he had seen the whole world, and he seemed to be soaring in a dream.

　　 This is not a feeling of "freedom", it is just that the high-standard divinity is infecting his soul, causing the soul of the new pseudo-god to resonate.

Chapter 1168: God and God (Part 2)

Chocolate squatted quietly and looked at Jenkins. From the cat's eyes, tears leaked from his eyelids after the man closed his eyes. The only thought of Jenkins who recovered was to worry about listening to it again. No such song.

　　 No matter how perfect the song is, it will definitely come to an end. When the woman's voice gradually becomes low, loud applause comes from all directions again, and there are occasional cheers.

　　 A white light appeared in the middle of the red curtain, and the curtain was pulled a little bit. The dazzling white light made Jenkins with closed eyes feel some discomfort. But this is not vision but some kind of illusion-like perception. Therefore, it is not harmful to the body to look at the scene behind the curtain.

　　 Behind the curtain, as Jenkins imagined, it was a huge stage like an opera house. The bright lights and gorgeous stage decorations are beyond the imagination of mortals. The audience under the stage was empty, and Jenkins still didn't know the source of the applause.

　　 Standing in the center of the stage is a woman in a long golden mopping skirt. Not all women are suitable for such noble colors, but the current one is obviously very suitable. More accurately, this golden fluffy dress can't show the nobility of a woman as much as possible.

　　 It's just a pity that Jenkins couldn't see that face. The scene in front of him was as bizarre as in a dream. Various white patches of strange shapes filled his field of vision, making it impossible for him to see the whole scene of the stage.

　　 But at least he could hear the woman sigh softly after she finished singing, and he could also notice that she took a step forward with the book in her arms, vacating the center of the stage.

　　 But after only two steps, he turned around, then stretched out his right hand wearing luxurious lace gloves, and stretched that hand to the center of the stage where the lights gathered.

　　 Silently, another equally noble and elegant woman appeared in the light. She seemed to be a shadow from the first woman, and she seemed to walk out of the first woman's body.

　　 When the right hand of the woman singing the lullaby happened to reach under the light, the second tall woman stretched out her hand to hold it, and then leaned slightly.

　　 The woman holding the book took out her hand and turned and walked to the stage. She sat comfortably in the center of the first row, while the woman who was left alone in the center of the stage began to sing loudly.

　　 Although the sound is not as good as the lullaby just now, it is the same melodious and beautiful, and the same breathtaking. It's just that Jenkins didn't want to enjoy the music anymore. He opened his eyes suddenly despite the fact that the illusion hadn't ended, and the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down one by one.

　　'S eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly because of surprise, and he didn't even notice why he was crying.

　　 He got an unimaginable truth:

　　 "The God of Music [Wonderful Movement]... is the clone of the sage?"

　　 For other gods, Jenkins may feel wrong, but the first woman to sing a lullaby holding a book just now is obviously the righteous **** [inherited sage]. Whether it is the familiar breath or the warm feeling on the forehead, it is proof that cannot be forged. And the illusion just now undoubtedly illustrates a terrible fact:

　　 "Pseudo-God [Wonderful Movement], is the clone of the sage who inherits the righteous god!"

　　 The establishment of this incident raises countless questions, the most important of which is that Jenkins never thought of the relationship between righteous gods and false gods.

　　 If it hadn't been for the existence of two clear paths to becoming gods, he might even go crazy now because of the conjecture that "there is no way to become gods, and all gods are gods."

　　 But even if he knows that things can become gods, Jenkins is still amazed at how many false gods are the clones of righteous gods and even masters. This is a very serious problem, because since the **** of music knew Jenkins' secrets and guided him step by step to defeat the Skeleton Sword in half a year, then the sage must also know this.

　　 And even without thinking about the relationship between the sage and the **** of music, the meaning of the true **** creating a false **** in the form of a clone is quite amazing to think about.

　　 "The priesthood of a sage originally contains art and knowledge. Therefore, he originally held the priesthood of [music], and then divided his priesthood to create a new god. It seems that there is no logical problem, but why?"

　　 He couldn't understand this, and even before that, he had never thought of this possibility. In his opinion, false gods and righteous gods are equally great but completely different. The two are entangled with each other, but they are definitely not related in this way. If the false **** can be the clone of the righteous god, can the righteous **** be...

　　 "Oh~"

　　 He pinched himself abruptly to stop himself from thinking about the problem. Just thinking of this possibility, Jenkins felt his head swell and his chest was stuffy. He nervously wanted to divert his attention and prevent him from thinking about such terrible questions.

　　 But the more nervous I was, the more I couldn't help thinking about the problem. The nosebleeds remained unknowingly, until the moist feeling touched the lips, Jenkins knew that he was bleeding.

　　 He hurriedly grabbed the towel on the bedside table and hurriedly dealt with the abnormality on his body.

　　 "Don't think, don't think..."

　　 He muttered nervously, then picked up his cat and couldn't help stroking it. It took a long time for the painful head to become more sober, but because of this, I knew that following that train of thought, there must be more frightening facts waiting for him.

　　 "But why? Oh! Don't think about it, don't think about it."

　　 He rubbed the chocolate in annoyance, the chocolate squirmed and made a dissatisfaction sound, but did not try to escape.

　　 In order to heal the mental damage he had just received, Jenkins lay on the bed all afternoon, his pale face shocked the Captain Bincy who came to visit him.

　　 Captain Bincy lives next door to Jenkins, and the two met in the morning.

　　 "It's really the right thing to let you stay in the church, Jenkins, don't hold on. Only by recovering from the injury can you get into work better."

　　 He was so comforted that Jenkins, who was in a trance, could not even find a suitable reason to refute him.

　　 Due to a bad mental state, the arithmetic class on Wednesday evening and Miss Bevana’s fighting class were cancelled. It was six o'clock in the evening when Jenkins woke up, and the dark rainy night was outside the bright bedroom. Hearing the moaning/groaning when he woke up holding his hair, the nuns waiting outside the house knocked on the door and pushed the dinner trolley in.

　　 The raindrops crackled the glass, the dense drum-like sound with the dull and moist peculiar to the sound of rain.

Chapter 1169 The first thousand and fifty chapters of Divo's relics

　　 After waking up, Jenkins froze for a long time before remembering to thank the nuns who were pushing the dining car, and then he suspected that the things about the sage and the **** of music were his dreams.

　　 But the memory in my head is so true that the method of creating false gods is not only for mortals to become gods, but righteous gods with a higher personality can also ‘create’ false gods.

　　 "Does this count as the third way to become a god...but why would a sage do this...headache, okay, I don't want to."

　　 I heard that Jenkins' "illness" was getting worse, and Miss Bevana took time to visit Jenkins after busy work. According to her, although the Sons of God do not need to pay a price to use the power of God, it is difficult for mortal bodies to withstand the power of such a high person. Therefore, although the Sons of God rarely make full-stroke attempts, but after each end , Will be weak for a long time.

　　 "That's why the gentleman from [Church of Creation and Machinery] will visit you tomorrow, and he needs to rest. Although the power you use seems to be stronger, his sequelae seem to be more serious than you."

　　 Miss Bevanna looked at the ruddy Jenkins. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never believe that the person in front of her was as white as white paper when she was unconscious in the afternoon.

　　 Although the angels were killed, it did not mean that the whole incident was completely over. During the Jenkins rest period, the Carfax Field and Nolan Garrison cooperated with the Orthodox Church to carry out a larger and more thorough city-wide raid in the Nolan area.

　　 [The Whip of the Dead]’s main benefactors are still in the city, and the [Gear Craftsmen’s Association] who do not know their whereabouts are eyeing in the underground of the city, and alien species of unknown origin are plotting in the dark. The fall of angels is not the end. For people living in this city, human beings are the greatest threat to peaceful life just like creatures other than those.

　　 Miss Bevanna told Jenkins that the Orthodox Church raided the [Dead's Whip] stronghold near Yorktown early this morning and accidentally found some very important letters.

　　 Those letters are not internal letters of the Cthulhu sect, but their contact letters with another very dangerous organization [Tree House]. In the Angel Fall incident, [Tree House] provided a lot of theoretical information, and even A-01-1-3411 [Rain Man] that Jenkins encountered was provided by [Tree House] to the followers of [Lord of the Slaughter] Summoning method.

"The unclean water feeds the 8-year-old children who grew up and drowned in the holy water blessed by the priest. Such a corpse is then processed and processed to match the other sacrifices and the ruined ritual foundation in the stronghold. Array, you can successfully call A-01-1-3411."

　　 Ms. Bevanna said in detail that Jenkins kept nodding her head, thinking about what Miss Audrey had said, that they were trying to prevent the man holding the weird utensil they encountered during the angel's arrival ceremony.

That object directly caused the death of Miss Bronie Ance. According to her later memories, the deception was related to gears and steam, which had to make Jenkins doubt whether the [Tree House] was connected to the [Dead's Whip]. ] And [Gear Craftsman's Club].

　　 This conjecture has not been confirmed. The newly discovered clues explain well why the pirate king Divo was killed by Jenkins before the end of the month.

　　 It was still Wednesday night. Jenkins was full and had nothing to do, and he slept a little too much today, so he went down to the gate of Vientiane and talked casually with Mr. Smith, the secret guard on duty today.

　　 was originally on duty at the gate of Vientiane, so it was not allowed to be distracted from doing other things. But since Jenkins is here, it's not impossible to relax a little bit.

　　 The two talked from the angels to the obsidian seal in the desert in the middle of the mainland, and from the snowmen army in the northern country, they talked about the continuous rain in the southern part of the mainland.

At about nine o'clock, the two heard dense footsteps from the upper part of the gloomy stairs. Then they saw a group of secret guard apprentices in white robes, led by the secret guard's mother-in-law Tinawa. Holding some small boxes, walked down cautiously.

　　 Granny Tinawa is one of the few women among the official secret keepers of Nolan Diocese. Jenkins rarely sees her, because she never takes turns in front of Vientiane Gate, but guards an important seal near Nolan.

　　 "Open the seal room at a 36-degree angle, with a depth of 12.3."

　　 Her apprentice hurriedly took the authorization letter from his pocket, while the old man showed his seal and soul emblem to prove his identity.

　　 "Where is the sealing room?"

　　 Mr. Smith asked suspiciously. After getting a reply again, he slowly checked the documents, handed it to Jenkins, and turned to open the door.

　　 "Divo's relic..."

　　 Jenkins didn't want to take a peek, but there was a very clear message on the top page, and he accidentally saw it when he lowered his head.

"Yes, Mr. William. The notorious pirate king has always been known for collecting all kinds of strange things. Although he is dead, he must be cautious about the special items he carries and some of his own organs. Containment. Although we were not the first to find Divo’s body, out of caution, the pirate king’s remains cannot be housed in the same location. Therefore, Nolan’s five churches will separately contain Divo’s remains.”

　　 As one of the seven pirates famous in the material world, the unexplained death of the pirate king Divo in Nolan is a very important thing. Although Nolan's gifters are still frightened by the fall of the angel, in areas outside Nolan, the impact of Divo's death is greater than that of the appearance of the angel.

　　 After all, the probability of encountering angels is ignored by mortals, but close to coastal cities, the probability of encountering pirates will become quite high.

　　Divo has a huge amount of bounty from many forces, and just counting the bounty of the Twelve Orthodox Church on him is enough for any giver to change from poverty to very, very rich.

　　 It's a pity that Jenkins couldn't admit that he killed it, because the weapon used to kill was the Holy Bone Sword. On Monday, Nolan's guardians clearly saw the Ability God's angel holding that sword.

　　Although people have no evidence that the short angel belongs to the [God of Lies] and the righteous gods have not issued an oracle on this matter, most people are already convinced that the angel is definitely the [God of Lies].

　　 "Speaking of which now I have an additional priesthood, should I change my title from [God of Lies] to [God of Lies and Flower Girls]?"

Chapter 1170 Chapter 1151 Unfinished Transaction/Origin of Disaster

　　 Thinking of the title [God of Lies and Flower Girls], Jenkins shuddered suddenly. He was annoyed by this ugly title, and finally thought that the simple title [God of Lies] was not only formal but also nice.

　　 In short, the waves caused by Divo's death are not over yet, and no one can say whether his death will affect the battle in the foreign seas.

　　 But at least it will definitely affect Nolan. Although he didn't leave a last word like "Do you want my treasure...", he left a fatal letter.

　　 "That is a communication between Divo and the [Gear Craftsmen's Association]. From the content of the letter, Divo has mastered the special use of a powerful item in the hands of the craftsman, and the craftsman will want to buy Divo's knowledge."

　　The secret guard's mother-in-law Tina Wa explained to Jenkins, but she didn't know more about it. After all, she was temporarily transferred back to the city because of the recent shortage of staff, and escorted the concubine back to the church.

　　 Jenkins was curious about this, so he waited until eleven o'clock in the night in Miss Bevana's office before finally waiting for the woman to come back.

　　 The terrifying night rain didn't mean to stop at all, and Miss Bevanna who returned to the church looked very tired. The angel's affairs gave her a lot of pressure, and in order to prevent this from happening again, she must also appear in the encirclement and suppression of [The Whip of the Dead] that did not require her personal participation.

　　 "Good evening, Jenkins."

　　 The woman took off her coat and hung it on the hanger at the door, and then sat down on the sofa.

　　 "Good evening, Miss Bevanna, sorry to disturb you so late."

　　 Jenkins sat beside Miss Bevana, put a finger on his wrist, and the extremely faint green fluorescence lit up at the contact between the two of them.

　　 As he used his abilities, the woman groaned/groaned in relief.

　　 Soon the nuns will push the dining car, and Miss Bevana has not eaten dinner yet. But after a proper rest, and drank the syrup made with colorful sugar granules, Miss Bevanna looked much better.

　　 Jenkins does not have the habit of snacking at night, but chocolate does not mind having an extra supper. Miss Bevana smiled softly as she watched Jenkins' cat chop the greasy steak cut in the palm of the man's palm.

　　 "You seem to have a calm temperament in you."

　　 Miss Bevanna teased.

　　 "That's just an illusion. Every time I heard that I was wandering outside, Dad thought I had a unique power to provoke annoyance."

　　 Jenkins responded like this.

　　 Today's action is fairly smooth, at least the information received is correct, and the scribe team has indeed caught some cultists. Miss Bevana followed the team for a whole day, and there was no chance to shoot, but the actions of the demigods were very necessary.

　　 "Except for our accident, other churches have also taken similar actions. Now the five churches are almost out of the nest. After all, we don't know whether those lunatics have the ability to make the crazy act of calling angels again."

　　 Although Miss Bevana is not in the church, she knows Divo's affairs very well. As soon as she spoke, she pointed out that the active gear steam giant that appeared on the beach last week has a considerable relationship with Divo, and the presence of the believers of the **** of lies seems to be only an accident.

　　 The church even guessed that Divo had stolen something belonging to the Artisan Society in order to create such a huge trick.

"Divo and the craftsman will agree to meet on the first day of next month - that is, next Monday. We don't know what news Divo has, and there is no clue in his remains. But they will never have a chance to conclude a deal. , Let those knowledge be buried forever."

　　 This is not like a sentence that a sage believer would say. Even if knowledge is dangerous, it should not disappear at will, but should be properly kept. But seeing that Miss Bevanna was really exhausted, Jenkins did not express his opinion, and secretly wondered whether the deal between Divo and the Artisan Society was the reason for the "future" to remind him.

　　 After all, the time point of the first day of next month is very critical, so Jenkins had to think of the hint from the future.

　　 "Will the gear craftsman and Divo once meet, will it cause irreparable disaster?"

　　Divo is dead, unless Jenkins can go to the future again to get enlightenment, or at least recently he can't find the answer.

"But at least I understand that the disappearance of the Gear Artisan Society is definitely not normal. The things they are looking for in the ground are even more terrifying than the angels. This matter is not over yet. The death of Divo is only the beginning. I think next The Craftsman Association is finally coming out of the underground!"

　　 (Chocolate is running...)

　　 In Jenkins’s impression, no week has passed as fast as this week. It was Thursday in a blink of an eye, and he still felt that everything on Monday was right in front of him.

　　 After breakfast, I went to visit Fini as usual, and the girl lost a lot of weight in just a few days. Although the mood seems normal, Jenkins can feel the sadness from the heart.

"Mr."

　　 She greeted Jenkins well-behavedly, and the two stood together in the corridor on the edge of the courtyard watching the rain. Jenkins worried that Fini would catch a cold because of this, but the girl rejected Jenkins' offer to let her go back.