Chapter 901 Abyss Research Association
Everyone could feel the changes in Mylo.
But the people around him can accept all this unconditionally, whether it is the gradually indifferent person before, or the person who has regained human nature now.
Perhaps, when he showed his ultimate indifference to life, the only person who would point at his nose and curse at him was Enid, but that incident was just a small episode that happened in the dream of the tombstone, which strictly speaking had never really existed.
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After taking a walk on Oriba Island, Myro gained nothing. The path of annihilation of human nature and embarked on the superiors is not the old path of the gods, but a helpless choice under the framework of order they set. However, no one knows what would happen if human nature was promoted to the level of CCD or even gods.
The first time he came into contact with this statement was the popular science that the fraudster named Imnar gave him.
I don’t know where this old guy is hiding now.
Mylo suddenly remembered something and muttered in a low voice:
"Hey, it's not right..."
He used the dream engraved in Imnar's memory of the source of fear to curse him, giving him three months to find the third lady of sadness and Aegon. When the time comes, he must come back to report the message, otherwise he would play a song that summoned the ancient god Pargon and exiled himself into the abyss.
As a result, it's more than three months now, almost half a year. The third lady was destroyed. Even the four horseman Milo, the favorite, killed one, and did not see Imnar come back to report the news.
I thought to myself that this kid must have been thrown into a certain abyss world, right?
Maybe he's reunited with its father, Kosla.
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This is the first time Imnar has seen so tough.
But Mylo didn't think much about it. It would be better if this old boy went to the abyss. He had been with the new boy Crow before. God knew what trouble they would do.
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All the sacred objects in Oriba Island were crushed into pieces while Mylo was pondering and strolling.
He did not act to destroy the clan and the country. Not only did he not touch the descendants of the gods and the blood-source believers at the bottom, but even the powerful incarnations of the high-level sacred objects were also taken to destroy them.
Myro destroyed those "black" ones, which were actually the incarnations of holy objects that gradually developed mature thinking. He would not keep these. As for those giant babies who started crying after being beaten, they were optional.
He didn't want to erase Oriba Island in one go.
Because the birth and development of a religion will inevitably require external pressure, if the healing church wants to take root in the southern border, it must be without the encirclement and killing of Oriba Island.
The descendants of the gods who were left with ugly faces, blood-born believers and sacred objects, were used to catalyze and heal the growth of the church.
This is their only role left.
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Although this series of operations seems to be "not killing", it is more indifferent than "killing".
Even if this is not considered creating conflicts and killing evil, it can also be regarded as creating bloody conditions for future belief disputes in the southern border.
Mylo's life sequence is rising, almost every day is stronger than before. The disputes of the church and the prayers of believers, these "pastures" pay him not only the power of faith, but also endless fear. It is the fruit planted by the gods in the old era, and now it is achieving Mylo.
The indifference brought about by the rising sequence of life is being merged with his widely accepted human nature, and contradictions exist at all times, but Myro forced it to maintain it in a delicate state of balance, just like the relationship between the black flame of sin and the gentle fire fingertips.
The faith order established by the gods in the dreamland is collapsing little by little. So many incarnations of holy objects carrying the power of faith have been killed, and insects will breed in the southern territory. The blood-sourced believers at the bottom, and even the believers in Muta will one day turn to the healing church or other systems. It is just a matter of time.
This is the means by which the superiors manipulate and control the pattern.
Perhaps this is the root of the so-called dualism of good and evil.
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It was already midnight when I returned to Nanwei City. Mylo conveyed Kang's wishes to Emma, and the latter's eyes flashed with a moment of loss, but then nodded relievedly and said, "I understand."
In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that this family can no longer get back to their original appearance. They have lost not only Finn, but also in their body and soul forever.
Even this city is the case.
It seems a bit too naive and ridiculous to look back on the past.
"Are you tired?"
Emma suddenly reached out and touched Mylo's slightly messy hair.
"It's OK," Mylo shrugged, as he was about to say something like "if you have any good suggestions for relaxation, it would be great", but before he could say it, he saw Emma push open the living room door.
She said:
"If you are not tired, you should be responsible for receiving guests from afar."
"Huh?"
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At this time, Mylo looked down and saw hundreds of pairs of boots neatly placed in front of his door, boots as wide as two fingers.
Look at the clothes hangers on the walls, they are full of hats, coats, and windbreakers, all of which are small, just like wearing them for petite Enid.
Mylo stuck his head into the living room and saw a large group of cats sitting on the sofa, on the floor, on the ceiling chandeliers in the living room...
That was definitely a big deal.
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Is this... Usa came to visit relatives in groups?
Mylo's eyes went black.
Although these cats are very skilled, they do not cause any damage, the glass on the table is not pushed down, the chandeliers are not shaken, and the sofa is intact, they will shed hair.
At this time, the living room of Valrokan's house seemed to have heavy snow falling, which looked a bit magical.
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Mylo narrowed his eyes and searched for a long time but did not see Marshall, nor did he see Arthur or Morgan. The person who took the initiative to walk to Mylo to report his home was a cow cat dressed in a scholar with black-framed glasses on his face:
"Dear Mr. Valrocan, please forgive our abrupt visit. I am a Uza Scientific Research Scholar and President of the Abyss Research Association..."
"...My name is Hakimead."
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Mylo took the business card handed over by the cow Hakimead and took a look, then said sincerely:
"Good name."
"So Mr. Hakimead, have you eaten?"
The other party held his glasses and nodded and said, "Ms. Emma has already entertained us. I like your canned fish very much."
Mylo's mouth twitched.
Well, at least I gave me a few cans. If it were the former Emma, she might have thrown them out one by one with the back of her neck.
(This chapter ends)