Chapter 31 Preparation for TomorrowTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2019 words Update time: 2025-05-21 00:30:00
"Hey, are you talking about me?"
Aurore, with her thick golden hair draped over her shoulders, walked to the front of the dining table and spoke to the two men in front of her.
"Yes, Lumian has something to tell you." Ningluo took the bolognese in front of him and picked up a little with the fork beside him.
Compared to the Intis-style bolognese, which was improved by Huang Tao but still retains a lot of local ingenuity, the bolognese made by Lumian was taught by Aurore and is closer to the taste of the Chinese bolognese that Nimrod ate before he traveled through time.
"Yes, Aurore." Lumian opened his arms innocently and said to Aurore in front of him:
"Mr. Ninglu and I found some clues in the village..."
As early as yesterday, while Nimrod was investigating in Cordu Village (actually, he was collecting evidence that could confirm the outcome he knew), he had exchanged some intelligence with Lumian, which gave Lumian a certain understanding of the current serious situation in Cordu Village.
"...You are right. It seems that besides the parish priest, there is indeed a shadow of an existence that we are not aware of that is looming over the entire village."
After listening to Lumian's brilliant "reasoning", Aurore digested part of Nimrod's potion as the "decryption scholar" who actually came to these conclusions:
"I think we can't wait here any longer. We have to leave now. Otherwise, when Lent breaks out tomorrow, it's likely that this place will become even more dangerous..."
At this point, Aurore frowned: "But if that's the case..."
"If that's the case, we should have informed you and left here with you when I came to this conclusion yesterday." Nimrod continued Aurore's speculation:
"I have already explored the area around your village. Unfortunately, we really have no way to leave here in a normal way."
"--What did you mean?" Hearing Ningluo's words, Lumian's blood suddenly ran cold and he asked anxiously.
"I've already told you before. The entire Cordu Village is now shrouded in a huge 'ritual'." Nimrod reached out and took the plate of spaghetti bolognese that he had taken a few bites of, and placed it in front of Lumian and Aurore.
"According to the information we have obtained so far, the current Koldu Village is like this dinner plate. The 'chef' has placed this dinner plate next to the great being who is ready to collect the sacrifice. The people in the entire village are the noodles in this plate, and the more special thing is the meat sauce in it."
"…So, we are meat paste?" Lumian was silent for a while:
"I think I understand what you mean... How can a hungry eater watch the food in front of him slip away right under his nose? Unless..."
No, actually you are a plate... Ningluo silently complained in his heart, but still nodded and continued to follow Lumian's words:
"Unless the noodles and the meat sauce slip from your mouth when you pick them up with a fork. Now, Lent is this 'fork', the process by which the Great Being takes the offering."
"So, tomorrow's Lent... is the most critical moment in the whole ceremony, and the hope of escape lies in it."
——Ninluk was seriously "decrypting" the information.
However, because Nimrod has not yet experienced "restart" and "loop", he should have no way of knowing the nature of the dream, so the "decryption" at this time is not the truth about the village of Koldu.
But "decryption" is not divination either, and it is impossible to draw conclusions that should not be drawn out of thin air.
And since Lumian had no idea of his condition, Nimrod had no intention of telling Lumian the truth about the dream.
This was because the current dream was actually Lumian's own protective measure for himself. If this layer of protection was torn off without any buffer at this time, then only bloody wounds would be exposed.
Once this happens, there is a high probability that Lumian will lose control.
After hearing what Nimrod said, Aurore and Lumian fell into deep thought, and the table fell into silence. Nimrod didn't mind the dead silence. He picked up the spaghetti bolognese that was still not cold and enjoyed the delicious food in his dream.
...Speaking of which, does stealing food from other people's dreams count as being a "dream stealer"?
I will steal Klein's after I become the Dream Stealer.
Nimrod also fell into deep thought.
Soon, Lumian gritted his teeth, and after preparing his words, he spoke to Aurore in front of him:
"Aurore!"
"I, I am actually already a Beyonder!"
Hearing Lumian's words, Aurore suddenly raised her head with an expression like a "huh" cat:
"...ah?"
This kid was clearly shouting to me the day before yesterday that he wanted to become a Beyonder?
So, were you pretending all along, or did you spend half a day finding a set of extraordinary characteristics and potion formulas and become an extraordinary person?
"I provided a little help, Ms. Li." Nimrod said to Aurore with a smile, helping his beloved godson out of trouble:
"You should be able to understand your brother's thoughts - you are his only family, and he really wants to protect you."
"Lumian's extraordinary power comes from his special dream. These powers may belong to him, and I just provided some harmless help."
Aurore stared at Lumian in front of her in silence for a while, then sighed:
"Alright, alright - my brother has grown up and knows how to hide things from his sister!"
Lumian suddenly became embarrassed: "I haven't found the chance to say it yet..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a look of relief in Aurore's eyes. She sighed and said:
"Forget it, I won't say much about you—after all, you are thinking about your sister. It's just that the path of a Beyonder is too crazy and painful, so I have never wanted you to come into contact with Beyonder powers…"
"However, under the current circumstances, becoming a Beyonder is indeed a more beneficial thing for you than a disadvantage... So, are we going to escape from the Lenten celebration tomorrow, or... disrupt the celebration during the celebration?"
Aurora's eyes flashed with a determined light.Chapter 32: The Eve of the CelebrationTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2061 words Update time: 2025-05-21 21:53:21
"My inclination is to disrupt celebrations and rituals."
Nimrod calmly spoke to Aurore and Lumian in front of him, analyzing the pros and cons:
"For a grand ceremony that is carefully planned, escaping will not solve the problem at all. As long as the ceremony remains intact, the closer we are to the key point of the ceremony, the stronger the seal around it will be. Therefore, our only way is to destroy the core of the ceremony."
Lumian hissed, "For example, to have Lent unexpectedly suspended?"
Although he had often played harmless pranks on other villagers before, he had never tried a prank of this level that would ruin Lent.
[Based on the ritual in the dream, you actually have two choices. ]
In Ningluo's eyes, the figure of Tianzun appeared not far away:
[It doesn't matter if you just kill the person who performed the ritual or the sacrifice - but you won't choose the latter, right? ]
"Disrupting the Lent process and causing it to be unexpectedly interrupted does not solve the overall problem. There is no way to use Lent to perform rituals. The organizers of the rituals can still use other excuses to gather villagers in the village."
Nimrod shook his head and said, "The most effective way is to kill these heretics who are holding the ceremony, headed by the parish priest."
"Kill the parish priest..." Hearing Nimrod's words, Lumian's heart suddenly moved, and he was more inclined to the latter method he proposed.
"...You're right." Aurore's frown gradually relaxed, and he murmured in a dazed tone, "Then we should stay as we are today, and wait until tomorrow, um, tomorrow, we will take the initiative to attack the parish priest."
"I won't explore my dream tonight. I think we can set up traps in advance at the place where Lent is held to weaken the fighting power of the parish priests..." At this point, Lumian spoke to Aurore in a somewhat worried tone:
"Aurore, you seem a little unwell. Did you hear those voices again?"
"I'm not in a good mood?" Aurore suddenly woke up after hearing Lumian's reminder:
"Hiss... is there?"
"Yes." Seeing his sister like this, Lumian's face looked a little ugly: "Mr. Nimrod told me that what you heard was the mumbling of the 'Hidden Sage' - are you really okay?"
"...Perhaps the things that happened in the village during this period were too strange, which aggravated the affected part of me." Aurore became a little uncertain for a moment, and said thoughtfully:
"Maybe after I get out, I can find a psychiatrist to adjust my condition and I'll feel much better..."
"No matter what, you should conserve your energy and gather your strength today." At this moment, Nimrod said to Aurore:
"Leave the trap to me and Lumian. Lumian didn't see the official Beyonders who came to investigate yesterday. We'll go see if we can run into them in the village later."
——Nimrod knew that the Auror in front of him was essentially just a "dream image" in Lumian's dream composed of fragments of Auror's soul, and was not a real person.
As Lumian gradually approaches the essence of dreams, the soul fragments of "Auror" will gradually lose their intelligence close to that of a complete spirit, becoming more in line with Lumian's subconscious image.
In the "first cycle" that Lumian originally experienced, he was not aware of the problems in the entire Cordu Village; and after Nimrod gave him some hints, although Lumian still did not realize that "Cordu Village itself was just a dream", he was closer to this image in his subconscious.
As the cycle continues, Lumian will gradually accept the answer he is unwilling to accept... Perhaps it won't take as long as it originally did, and Lumian can take the initiative to end this dream... Thinking of this, Nimrod suddenly laughed at himself in his heart:
"Oh, fate."
It must be said that he did have some thoughts of cooperating with Tian Zun in his mind - judging from the mutual testing during this period, he was now basically certain that Tian Zun could not influence him through his body or with verbal promises.
Integrating the information that Tianzun had said before, my status is extremely high, and I was unconscious before I woke up for the first time.
Therefore, Tianzun made the "spirit" that he brought into this world into a special light cocoon, ready for his final resurrection.
Then, in the present timeline, after becoming a god, Klein released all the "Old Ones" to Earth, which triggered the mechanism left by Tianzun and allowed Tianzun's will to revive in his spiritual body.
Originally, Tianzun should have been sent to Earth like other "survivors of the old days" to complete his "resurrection."
But at this moment, I woke up - because I myself was an error that should not exist in this universe, the symbol of "error" was transferred to myself unconsciously, and I mistakenly opened up a new timeline.
In general, I was like a cuckoo occupying a magpie's nest, squeezing out the will of Tianzun, making Tianzun like a parasite shallowly living on me. He could only see what he saw and hear what he heard, but could not interfere with me. It was like being locked in this spiritual body by myself.
Because of his existence, He almost reversed His fate of assimilating with Klein, but was pushed back by fate.
"Lumian."
After talking to Aurore, Nimrod said to Lumian:
"Go find the three official Beyonders later and tell them about Lent. Let them make their own decisions. You will edit down the content they are told. I believe you can handle it properly."
"Then, determine the personnel for the 'Spring Spirit' and the location for the Lenten celebration."
——"Spring Spirit" is the protagonist of the Lenten celebration and also the sacrifice of the Lenten celebration in the dream.
He paused.
"In addition, we will gather there at twelve o'clock tonight to prepare to lay the trap. When the celebration starts tomorrow, we will deal with the parish priest and others one by one."
"You need to be more careful when setting traps around the church. If you are not sure, just wait for me to come over and we can set them together. Is that ok?"
With the highest level of protection provided by the "Source Castle" on his body, Nimrod was confident that he would not be discovered by those fatalistic believers in the dream.
"no problem."
Lumian's gaze was firm, with a fire burning in his eyes.Chapter 33: The Most Unblasphemous EpisodeTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2117 words Update time: 2025-05-22 00:30:00
Late at night, Nimrod stood near the administrator's residence. He did not go in directly, but waited and observed quietly in the woods on the edge of the hill.
——In the past few days, he has figured out the process of the Lenten celebration that has not yet been carried out. First, Ava Lizier, who was chosen to be the "Spring Fairy" this afternoon, will be sent to each villager's house in the village square, and then sent to the garden next to the governor's residence.
This is the end of the first part of Lent, the "Blessing Procession".
After arriving here, the young people in the village will surround the "Spring Elf" Ava and walk out of the village, to the river flowing in the mountains, to carry out the second part of the "Waterside Ceremony".
After the waterside ceremony, the third part will be carried out in the church of "Eternal Sun".
When the third part is over and you leave the church, someone will come to the door of the church to announce the end of Lent and send the "Spring Spirit" away.
Of course, in this alienated Lenten celebration, the "Spring Spirit" will be sent away directly with an axe and transformed into the "Spring" (Sky Spirit).
There was a rustling sound in the distance. Nimrod turned his head and saw Lumian coming out from behind the bushes.
With the help of his improved "Excellent Observation", he noticed that Lumian was holding a shovel in his hand and had some fine dirt particles on his body, so he smiled and said to Lumian in front of him:
"Have you dug a trap?"
"Yes." Lumian said modestly:
"As you said, I didn't set traps near the church. Although I didn't see the parish priest and others, I wasn't sure if my actions would be discovered, which might expose our purpose. I just set some different traps on the mountain and by the river, disguising them as things that the hunters in the village hadn't dealt with."
"You did a good job." Nimrod nodded:
"Next, we'll go to the side of the church and set up something...like explosives."
He took out some powdered or liquid things from his arms. These were the materials with extraordinary power that Nimrod had brought from the mysterious timeline before:
"These things can be used to form explosives at the occult level. Although their effect is not as good as occult smelling salts, they are enough to blow up the pillars of the church."
Blow up the church... Although Lumian didn't understand the meaning of "occult smelling salts" in Nimrod's words, Aurore often said things that Lumian didn't understand, so Lumian didn't pay too much attention to this word.
However, Nimrod's very casual words about "blowing up the church" made Lumian, a bad young man born and raised in this world, a little panicked, but also a little excited - for the first time, he felt a little admiration for the godfather he had just acknowledged as a "kindred spirit":
This was much more radical than his usual pranks!
"…But wouldn't this be blasphemous?" Lumian couldn't help but ask, "After all, it's the church of Saint Sith…"
"This is not blasphemy. It's just to catch heretics and blow up a church. The Eternal Blazing Sun shouldn't punish you for this. Just be careful of the artificial punishment from the official Beyonders."
As Nimrod led Lumian downward, he said casually:
"I know of a place where there is a group of angels who report and blow up their own temple..."
Lumian didn't understand what was said, and couldn't figure out why the words of Index could be arranged and combined like this.
…
Nimrod and Lumian quickly arranged several concealed rituals under the cover of the light gray mist. After each ritual was arranged, Nimrod spread some light gray mist on it like spreading cream, using the power of "Source Castle" to protect these mystical magic circles to ensure that they would not be discovered by the priests in the dream.
——These magic arrays do not involve praying to the gods. They are essentially enhanced chemical bombs, but they use extraordinary powers to increase their power and activate them.
On the way home, Lumian looked quite silent. When he was almost home, he asked Nimrod in a low voice:
"Godfather, do you think we can succeed?"
"Of course." Nimrod replied, and went up to the second floor with Lumian:
"But I think you should be prepared no matter what. This ritual is not that simple, but even I can't parse out more information from the current clues."
Having said this, he turned his head:
"Perhaps, only when the ritual is destroyed by us, will the hidden secrets emerge before us."
"In short, get a good rest tonight and prepare yourself. It's time to exert your strength during the celebration tomorrow."
Lumian nodded, looked at Nimrod who was sitting in the room, and then slowly closed his eyes after retracting his gaze.
Looking at Lumian's appearance, Ningluo smiled, and a gray mist gradually emerged from his body. His figure was like a spirit with gray mist shuttling back and forth in it.
When Ning Lu opened his eyes, what he saw was Tianzun, who was drinking tea in the "Source Castle" while watching the little people made of gray fog fighting in front of him.
Seeing Nimrod appear in front of him, Tianzun said "Yo" and turned to look at Nimrod:
"...I guess you have something you want to tell me."
"You always guess, but this time you can have it." Ningluo dragged a ball of gray mist from the side, rolled it into a chair, and placed it next to Tianzun:
"Haven't you seen a lot of things through my eyes? Why are you still watching the secret puppet show you made?"
——Nimrod was referring to the little man made of gray mist in front of the Heavenly Lord.
"Go away, what's so interesting about the dream you participated in?" Tianzun said with disdain: "You don't plan to have some fun in the dream, but you can't let me relieve my boredom here?"
"This is only the first level of the dream after all." Ning Lu smiled: "However, you didn't realize that there is your own handiwork in this dream?"
This time, Tianzun turned his head and stared at Ningluo in front of him with his eyes sparkling with starlight.
After a while, Tianzun spoke quietly, and said to Ningluo in a tone as cold and calm as the eternal dark universe above the sky:
"You shouldn't see these things. No one knows the limits of the 'cryptologist' better than me."
Tianzun's gaze was fixed on Ningluo, and his tone was extremely firm:
"So... you saw something that belongs to the 'future'."
"Did you overdraw the 'Source Castle', or did you use your own authority?"
Perhaps it is neither? Nimrod replied with a smile:
"Didn't you always say that you would cooperate with me? Are you not willing to do so now?"Chapter 34 CooperationTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2035 words Update time: 2025-05-22 21:10:20
"cooperate?"
Hearing Ningluo actually talking about "cooperation" to him, Tianzun's eyes gradually sank, but then he smiled slightly:
"Tell me, how are you going to cooperate?"
"For me, there is no need to destroy your spirit. I am not like you, who hates anything that can influence your will."
Ningluo ignored Tianzun's question and spoke to himself: "The Fallen Mother Goddess, the Ring of Fate, Klein, Adam, Amanesis... and you, these are all the participants I saw in this dream."
"One Old One, one Pillar, and two quasi-Old Ones and quasi-pillars. This is an overly luxurious team."
Tianzun listened quietly.
"The Mother Goddess has already gone, so do you think that compared to you who symbolizes fraud, God is more trustworthy?"
Ningluo looked at Tianzun, with a hint of smile in his tone:
"The two pillars work together - the 'mistake' outside the world dies, and the extremely evil Tianzun is sealed. How pleasant and beautiful it sounds?"
"God protected this universe and sealed away his enemies; and the Mother Goddess took back the 'Main Nest' and returned to the supreme throne. The only loser is you - of course, if you are willing to sacrifice your life for the original, then the only loser is me."
"But...are you really willing?"
Tianzun's eyes flickered: "So, you think I'm a selfish guy who won't be hostile to you for the sake of the original creator?"
"Amon proved everything." Nimrod shrugged his shoulders: "I think the child is up to you."
"...Ha." Tianzun chuckled and did not deny Ningluo's words:
"After all, we are the same kind. You share our arrogance and paranoia, but I can't refuse your invitation. Don't rush to say that I have said it many times, but I really mean it this time. Believe it or not."
After saying that, Tianzun shook his head:
"I want very little: a new world in which God will have no place."
"Okay." Ningluo agreed to Tianzun's request and said:
"I want you to help me ascend the throne of the Pillar. In return, as long as you don't betray me, I will not completely erase your spiritual imprint."
——As a "traveler" from another world, the only way to protect yourself here is to become a pillar. The only way to have a chance to escape from here and return to your own universe is to become a pillar.
Tianzun did not respond, but just stretched out his hand and slowly shook hands with Ninglu.
No contract, no notarization.
Because for them...
It is neither useful nor necessary.
"I should return to my dream." After a while, Nimrod said:
"...Then, see you in the mysterious timeline, Tianzun."
He closed his eyes, then opened them.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Lumian had woken up and was making serious preparations.
Lumian was checking the weapons he was carrying over and over again to confirm his own status - he took a sharp dagger for the greatest concealment effect.
"——From the looks of you, you might have a talent for playing an assassin."
Ningluo suddenly spoke, causing Lumian to look at him curiously and confusedly: "Assassin?"
This sounds much more mysterious than "Hunter"!
"The adjacent path to the Hunter is also known as the Witch Path." Nimrod smiled and said to Lumian:
"It would be a bit too much trouble to explain it myself, but generally speaking, the gender of those who enter this path will change from the middle sequence. Do you want to try it? - I don't mind my godson becoming a goddaughter."
Lumian seemed to have turned into stone all of a sudden, because when he heard that the 'Assassin' and 'Hunter' paths were adjacent, he actually had the idea of switching paths.
Fortunately, I didn't say it just now, otherwise this bastard might, no, definitely laugh at me for months because of this matter! Lumian muttered quietly in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face:
"Godfather, should we set off?"
He didn't want to talk about Nimrod at all.
"Well, let's go."
Nimrod did not say anything more to provoke Lumian at this juncture, but just nodded:
"I am a foreigner and have no reason to attend Lent. Going there rashly will only alert others. So you will attend Lent at a normal pace, and I will enter the church in my own way."
"When the parish priest Guillaume Bene walks out of the church, I will detonate the trap we set up in the church yesterday. At that time, you will take the initiative to attack them."
At this point, Nimrod emphasized:
"Your sequence is too low, and your understanding of the extraordinary world is not enough, so you will be responsible for stopping other evil god believers, and your sister Aurore and I will take care of the parish priest."
After that, he paused and talked about the matter related to the parish priest, and analyzed it to Lumian:
"I speculate that as the leader of the ceremony, this parish priest is likely to have a strong Beyonder ability. Although he has definitely not reached the level of a demigod, he is definitely higher than my current sequence. Therefore, your mission is very important. A 'decryption scholar' cooperates with a 'wizard' and adds a few small traps to have a chance to quickly kill a mid-sequence Beyonder."
——This incident is also recorded in "The Battle of the Two Pillars against Rosago".
The sequence of "now"… Lumian exhaled slowly and said seriously:
"I understand, Godfather."
Nimrod and Lumian high-fived each other gently. "Good luck to you, then."
Lumian nodded deeply and walked out the door. After Lumian left, Nimrod walked downstairs and said to Aurore, who looked a little dazed and not quite right:
"How do you feel now?"
As Nimrod said this, a thin grey mist gradually rose around him. The grey mist was like a thin layer of putty that was stuck in the "Dream of Koldu Village".
As the mist rose, Auror, who had been confused, seemed to gradually wake up, with a few beads of sweat oozing out of her forehead.
"...I, I do feel something is wrong." Auror muttered to herself, as if she wanted to confirm something with Nimrod:
"Lumian... has passed?"
"Yes, I used some of the power that made up this dream to isolate Lumian's subconscious. I guess you have realized what happened to you now, right?" Nimrod spoke slowly to Aurore:
"You can feel free to tell me your guess, Ms. Li Xi."Chapter 35 "Li Xi"Title of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2033 words Update time: 2025-05-23 00:30:00
Li, Xi.
Aurora hadn't heard anyone call her like that for a long time. For a moment, she felt as if she were in another world and was unable to respond in time.
——"Li Xi" was the name used by Aurore in the old era.
To put it simply, the current situation is that Nimrod used some of the power of the "Source Castle" to create a deeper "dream" in Lumian's dream that his subconscious mind could not detect.
For example, the place where the fragments of Nimrod and Auror are located now is like a "virtual machine" running on a computer.
If he didn't use the power of Sefirah Castle to isolate himself from Auror... then in what was essentially Lumian's dream, as long as Nimrod spoke out the secrets that could irritate Lumian, Lumian's spirit would immediately react.
By then, Lumian will look like a stressed cat.
Aurora's pupils trembled slightly: "You know my name before I traveled through time... Who are you...?"
"You don't need to know so much. Some things are not good for you to know." Nimrod did not answer Aurore's words, but continued to guide Aurore's thoughts:
"Besides, you will forget our communication after you leave here. It will only leave a certain impression in Lumian and your subconscious."
"I'm already... dead?" Aurore took a deep breath:
"...I remember what I went through, Mr. Nimrod. I won't ask you about your identity. I just want to know what you want to do."
——As a soul fragment, although Aurore's thinking still has a certain logic, its actual state is even worse than that of an evil spirit.
"I can use some of my power to repair your soul." Nimrod said to Aurore according to the method that Tianzun had told him on "how to use Sefirah Castle to repair soul fragments":
"You should know that you are now just a soul fragment sealed in a seal, and you are at risk of extinction at any time. You should also know your brother's feelings for you... He is like a moth chasing a flame, and will either burn up in the flame of 'resurrection' or mutate into a monster that is twisted to the point of only obsession."
"But I can offer you an easier option:"
"I will use special powers to connect your soul to the seal, and use the fragments of your soul to reshape your past self, making your past self complete again, and truly resurrecting your past self."
"As a reward, I want your brother to call me godfather. I need him to do something for me in the future. Unfortunately, even if I tell you what will happen in the future, you may not believe it. But I will make Lumian's future more 'luckier' than what he has experienced before."
Nimrod opened his palms and said, "So, tell me your answer. This area I created can only last for a limited time."
"...Do I have any choice?" Aurora lowered her eyes and laughed at herself.
"My current condition is no different from death. Is there anything worse than death?"
Nimrod thought for a moment, thinking of Stiano and his teacher, Medici and the future Lumian:
"It's hard to say."
Aurore: "?"
However, Aurore did not hesitate for too long. She breathed a sigh of relief:
"I promise you, Mr. Ninglu... No, Mr. Ning, this should be your last name? I really envy you for being able to walk in this world with your past name..."
As she spoke, Aurore's tone was once again filled with strong regret. This time, she fell into a long silence, and then she said softly:
"Since we come from the same place, I want to ask you for one thing... Can you please try not to hurt my brother, Lumian?"
"I have nothing to exchange for this, this is just my request."
Nimrod did not hesitate:
"I'll try."
The gray mist around her gradually faded, and Auror's eyes turned from alert to confused again. She opened her mouth and a smile appeared on her face:
"Where were we just now... Ah, Mr. Nimrod, Lumian and his men are coming soon. When the 'blessing parade' is over, we will go and kill the parish priest?"
Ningluo calmly watched Aurore's transformation, and a faint sadness inexplicably emerged in his heart. He nodded slowly:
"good."
——In his eyes, Aurore at this moment was just like an NPC moving along a fixed route.
Seeing a once lively person become like this in front of him, Ning Lu couldn't help but feel some unspeakable feelings in his heart.
The two of them waited quietly in the house for the Lenten process to proceed on its own. Not long after, they heard noisy sounds coming from the distant field path.
Aurora's eyes suddenly focused, and she whispered to Nimrod: "Hide first..."
She had just said half of her words and turned her head to look at where Nimrod was when the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily - Nimrod had disappeared in front of her before she had finished speaking. No one knew where he had gone, and he ran so fast.
After she handed the animal fat that she had prepared in a small jar to the "Spring Fairy" Ava, who seemed a little tired and had a wandering look because of the "Blessing Parade", Aurore smiled and said, "Do you mind if I go with you?"
Ava was stunned for a moment. Her face, which had turned pale as if she had lost blood, became rosy again. A slight vigilance appeared between her eyebrows, but it was only a flash. She smiled happily and said:
"Of course I don't mind."
She was a little worried that Aurore would be too dazzling and take away her position as the center of attention in everyone's eyes, but she changed her mind and gave up the idea:
She is already a "Spring Spirit" and doesn't have to worry about whether this generous lady will take advantage of her benefits above Lent!
This is a very simple rural girl's idea.
"Okay, let's go together." Aurore kept smiling and hooked her finger at Lumian, who quickly walked to Aurore's side and deliberately said loudly:
"You don't really want to go on the Blessing Parade, do you, Aurore?"
Listening to the laughter coming from all around, Aurore rolled her eyes and said, "I changed my mind."
After this little episode, the "Blessing Parade" continued on - Auror and Lumian had always gotten along like this, and it wasn't considered big news in the eyes of everyone.Chapter 36 AppearanceTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2129 words Update time: 2025-05-23 21:11:00
After passing through the administrator's residence, the crowd, who were conducting a "blessing tour" around the "Spring Fairy", walked towards the river in the mountains.
But as they walked, Lumian's heart gradually became nervous and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
He remembered the locations of the non-lethal traps he had dug...and now the entire team was approaching the location of the set of traps he had dug!
On the one hand, Lumian hoped that the trap he dug would work, but on the other hand, he didn't want any villagers to get hurt, especially his friends.
Just as this thought emerged in Lumian's mind, Raymond, who was walking beside Ava, suddenly staggered, as if he was tripped by something and fell to the ground, falling flat on his face.
Lumian subconsciously turned his head to look towards Raymond, wanting to make sure whether Raymond had fallen into the trap. After confirming that Raymond had not fallen into the trap, Lumian immediately felt relieved.
However, Raymond's face did not look good. It was naturally a shameful thing for such a young man to make a fool of himself in front of his sweetheart Ava. However, just when Raymond wanted to use his palms to support the ground to get up, he felt that the place where his palms touched was particularly soft.
He quickly scratched the ground in front of him, his expression suddenly turned bad: "There is a trap here!"
The reason why his face turned pale was that the trap was located right in front of Ava and right in front of himself!
If he hadn't tripped, they would both have fallen into this trap!
When Raymond opened his mouth to say this, Ava, who had been inexplicably pale, turned even paler. The dissatisfaction she had felt towards Raymond for making a fool of himself in the "Blessing Parade" suddenly vanished, and was replaced by some gratitude.
What a coincidence?
Raymond could have discovered the trap I set? ...No, he might have simply fallen...but this is even more of a coincidence!
It's such a coincidence that it seems like it was man-made!
Lumian suddenly felt that it was too coincidental, so he took two steps forward, opened the trap in front of Raymond, and secretly wiped out some of the fresh excavation traces that had not been dealt with. After pretending to observe for a while, Lumian stood up and announced loudly to the people around him:
"It was a trap set by the hunter and not cleared cleanly!"
Suddenly there was a burst of rude curses from all around.
The following section of the journey was less lively than the previous one, but after the waterside ceremony, the atmosphere of the "Blessing Parade" still reached its peak.
Then, it's time to finally enter the church.
The chorus in the church gradually ended with the singing of the villagers, but Lumian did not wait for the parish priest to appear. He just looked around casually and muttered in his heart:
"The Father said that the parish priest would be inside the church, but now the only person left is the one who announces the end of Lent. Doesn't he know that it is the Archon who announces the end of Lent?"
Just as Lumian couldn't help but feel a little confused and the young people around him were gradually leaving, a clear sound of footsteps appeared at the door.
Hearing the footsteps, Lumian suddenly turned his gaze to the door and saw a familiar person appearing there:
The parish priest, Father Guillaume Bennet, who was wearing a white and gold robe representing the clergy, had black hair and a dignified temperament!
At his side followed a shepherd who had taken care of his own sheep, Pierre Berry, who had come back "specially" to participate in Lent.
The parish priest said in a solemn voice with a dignified look:
"Send the 'Spring Fairy' away."
Here comes the mastermind of this ceremony, the parish priest Guillaume, who is suspected to be a mid-sequence Beyonder!
When Lumian saw Guillaume Bennet, his gaze froze. He glanced at his sister Auror out of the corner of his eye and saw that his sister made a gesture to him.
Lumian's pupils contracted slightly, and all the muscles in his body tensed instantly, ready to leap out and stop the final step of the ritual.
After hearing Guillaume's voice, shepherd Pierre Berry bent down with a smile and picked up the axe on the ground:
"Send the 'Spring Fairy' away!"
When Lumian noticed Pierre Berry's actions, he took a prepared step and punched the shepherd Pierre Berry in the chin!
But Pierre Berry saw Lumian's sudden attack out of the corner of his eye. He twisted his body and dodged Lumian's attack with an extraordinary strange movement, then smashed the axe down hard.
Ava, who was just an ordinary person, turned pale instantly. Where had she ever seen such a scene?
Seeing the sharp axe coming straight towards her neck, her mind went blank and she was unable to react. She just stood there stupidly, not daring to move.
Swish!
The axe came down quickly towards Ava's head, but was blocked by a black sickle with golden cracks.
This time, Pierre Berry, who had shown no expression when facing Lumian's attack, now had his pupils trembling violently. He looked at some gray mist emerging from the chest and abdomen of Ava in front of him. The gray mist rolled to both sides like rolled flesh, and drops of blood dripped onto the ground.
A figure without a trace of blood on his body walked out of Ava's body like a snake. The scarlet light of flesh and blood magic flowed along the sickle onto his body, completely repairing the flesh that had not yet fully formed on his legs and feet.
"It's worth the time I spent studying this weapon." Ning Lu said with a smile, took out a monocle from his arms and put it on his eye socket.
Right eye.
The gray mist around him seemed to be pouring towards him from everywhere, even making the surrounding scenery a little blurry for a moment. Ningluo felt as if countless gazes were flowing towards him, but the next moment, he gently brushed his face with his palm.
The gray mist in the seal of "The Fool" flowed onto Nimrod's body as if it had a new owner, making his face blurry and only the outline could be seen. The gray mist looked a little pale on his face, like a pure white mask, or like there were brilliant stars twinkling in it.
[Heh, pretending to be a believer in God... It reminds me of what I did back then. We are really similar. ]
Hearing the laughter next to his ears, Ninglu also chuckled and stretched out his finger.
Up, down, left, right.
He drew an inverted cross on his chest.
The next moment, the gray mist was like a twinkling starry sky, with countless points of light suddenly exploding in various places in the church!.Chapter 37 Ending and Restart (3k)Title of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2911 words Update time: 2025-05-24 00:30:00
The pitch-black cross and the gray mist danced together in the church. The sound of explosions rang out in the surroundings, and for a moment they were like twinkling stars in the dark space.
The time around seemed to slow down extremely at this moment. The holy emblem of the sun on the top of the church made a deafening sound under the strong explosion. A thin ray of bright sunlight flashed on it, but it still fell from the top under the effect of the explosion and the erosion of the gray fog and the cross.
The holy sun emblem representing the "eternal scorching sun" has fallen.
The light of the explosion and the sunlight complemented each other. These flickering lights were like bright spotlights on the stage. Ninglu, who was standing under the holy light of the sun that was slowly falling in the explosion, was the only protagonist on the stage.
For a moment, shepherd Pierre Berry's eyes turned into fear and confusion.
Each ray of grey mist was like a hand that confused his senses, making it difficult for him to distinguish the directions around him and making the surrounding environment chaotic; and the dark inverted cross flashing behind the monster aroused all the sin and pain in his heart, making his soul sink continuously in the quagmire of sin.
He thought that he had seen countless bloody and weird scenes after believing in that great existence, but the scene that appeared before him now was beyond his understanding. He felt that he was almost going crazy at this moment, as if he had seen the most weird evil god in the world.
——In fact, Pierre Berry's guess was correct. From a symbolic perspective, the power that Nimrod was currently using was the "blood and flesh magic" of the "Rose Bishop" and the gray fog of the "Source Castle", and the sources of these two powers came from the "fall" of God and the "secret" of the Heavenly Lord.
In the face of "depravity" and "mystery", the symbol and authority of the "Circle of Fate" - "Fate" - even sounds like a neutral symbol.
The next moment, in a time that seemed to be extremely slow in everyone's senses, the holy emblem of the sun that was originally hanging high above the "Eternal Sun" Church fell heavily to the ground, shattered with a dull sound, and splashed out some fire-like sunlight.
"--Your sun has set." Nimrod smiled and raised the sickle in his hand high.
With a "swish" sound, Pierre Berry's head, with fear and confusion hidden in his eyes, flew high up and rolled to the ground.
Blood splashed to the side, staining Lumian's face red as he ran to Pierre Berry's side. Lumian's eyes stayed on the broken sunlight on the ground, his expression was a little dazed, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Until his death, Pierre Berry kept his eyes open, not understanding why a humanoid monster covered in mist came out of the belly of the harmless and stupid goose shepherdess.
Ninglu looked at Ava, who had a huge bloody hole between her chest and abdomen, and stretched out the sickle in his hand to gently scratch the wound. As the sickle flashed blood-red like blood vessels, the wound on her body moved closer like living soil and healed quickly.
Only a dozen seconds had passed, and at a glance, apart from the pale skin caused by excessive blood loss, there were no other wounds on her body, and she was still alive.
In the distance, the parish priest Guillaume Bennet did not show any panic because of Pierre's death. He just opened his eyes calmly and looked at Lumian and Nimrod with those almost transparent eyes.
He holds the power of "fate". As long as he can move the river of fate between the two people and let their fate reach that place...
The parish priest's subordinate, Pons Bene, appeared beside him at some point, and like Guillaume, he stared at Lumian with eyes full of malice.
After meeting his gaze, Lumian grinned, picked up the machete on the ground, and ran quickly towards him.
The blood and his hideous expression mixed together, making Lumian look like a demon from hell.
However, seeing the priest's gaze, Nimrod's face showed a calm and mocking smile. And the Lord of Heaven in his ears also laughed happily, as if he had seen some farce beyond His expectations.
[At this point, he has already transcended the circle of fate.] Tianzun said happily.
It was the first time for both him and Him to see someone who was not afraid of death and dared to try to move the river of destiny of the "Destiny Beacon".
Nimrod uttered a syllable like an explosion:
"Bang!"
As this voice came out of Nimrod's mouth, rich gray color surged out from the parish priest's eyes like mottled blocks of color, causing his head to swell two to three times its size, stretching his skull and skin, turning his entire head into a translucent blue-black color.
Lumian was about to turn his body to kill the parish priest who was controlled by Nimrod, but at the same time he felt a sudden pain in his mind as if he was being eaten by countless worms.
But he did not pause. With his bloodshot eyes wide open, he punched the dying priest with all his might!
Guillaume Bennet, the mastermind behind the whole thing, must die!
——On the other side, Nimrod saw that Lumian was also affected by the damage caused by the image in his dream, and slowly withdrew the gray mist he had poured into the priest's brain, causing the priest's head to shrink rapidly.
But the stretched skin on the parish priest's head slowly fell from the sky, wrinkled like an old man's skin, making him look extremely terrifying.
However, this terror only lasted for a moment, because the next moment, Lumian's fist smashed on Guillaume Bennet's head. The power of the "Hunter" completely exploded and poured into Guillaume Bennet's head, smashing the already fragile bones and flesh with one punch!
After doing all this, Lumian gasped for air and couldn't help but burst into laughter:
"Godfather, I did it! This son of a bitch Guillaume..."
However, Lumian saw that Nimrod was looking at his back very calmly. His voice gradually stopped, and he slowly turned around, following Nimrod's gaze.
He turned around and saw his sister Aurora.
Aurore with bloodshot eyes.
Seeing this scene, some confusing memories seemed to rush out of Lumian's mind, making his head hurt.
For a moment, Lumian felt that the scene before him and his experiences in the past few days were no longer real, as if there was a layer of blurry glass in front of his eyes.
He seemed to have seen this scene somewhere.
Where had he seen this scene before!
Lumian's face was distorted, as if he was experiencing some unspeakable pain.
But at this moment, Nimrod's voice fell into Lumian's ears, and it was like a stabilizing force in Lumian's heart:
"Don't worry, there is still hope for this matter."
Lumian raised his head and looked at Nimrod in disbelief, with the last hope in his heart: "Godfather, Godfather... please save Auror...!"
Just like a drowning person, when a life-saving straw appears in front of him, no matter how fragile the straw is, he will try his best to grab it.
Before Lumian could finish his words, he saw Nimrod put his hand on Auror's head and heard some strange words coming out of his mouth.
All of a sudden, his head seemed to be hit hard by something, and everything in front of him became pitch black.
…
Lumian suddenly opened his eyes and looked around anxiously and confusedly.
But when he saw the surrounding scene clearly, Lumian was suddenly left with only hesitation in his heart. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to do now.
He... was actually sitting in his own room, seeing the cold light from the sky shining through the window onto his face, and seeing Ninglug sitting in his room wearing special clothes.
Lumian stood up hastily and shouted urgently at Nimrod in front of him: "Godfather, my sister..."
"Go and see for yourself. Aurore is still alive."
Ningluo said calmly to Lumian, watching him run downstairs:
"…But be prepared."
Be prepared? What preparation? Lumian heard Nimrod's words, but for a moment he did not think deeply about them, as his mind was filled with things related to Aurore.
As he ran downstairs quickly, he spoke loudly to Aurore in front of him:
"Aurore! Sister! What happened to you just now? ! ! Was it Mr. Nimrod who saved us? ..."
Nimrod heard Lumian's urgent voice, and then a doubtful female voice:
"Nimrod?"
"…Who is Nimrod?"
Lumian's gaze was fixed on his sister who was questioning him in confusion. Wind blew in from the open window next to him, but the warm wind blew on Lumian's body as if it was going to tear Lumian's blood and flesh.
The wind blew open the calendar hanging on the wall on one side, making a rustling sound.
The two huge letters "29" pierced Lumian's eyes.
Today is March 29th, 1358.
The day when everything had not yet begun.Chapter 38 Return and ConclusionTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2049 words Update time: 2025-05-24 22:04:45
Lumian used up all his strength to find an excuse to cover up his previous behavior. Under Aurore's suspicious gaze, he walked tremblingly up the second floor to his room.
"…Did I just have a dream?"
He said in a hoarse voice:
"Godfather, this isn't a dream...is it?"
"I don't want to deceive you with lies, nor do I want to give you a false dream. Don't ask me why I want to help you. After all, I am your godfather, right?" Nimrod glanced at Lumian:
"Do you think that a life that can only survive for twelve days is a real life?"
Lumian opened his mouth, and suddenly all the strength seemed to be drained out of his body, and he fell onto his bed.
He covered his face with trembling hands, as if he wanted to cry, but seemed to have forgotten how to cry. In the end, only a painful roar like a whistling wind came out from his chest.
Ningluo looked at Lumian quietly, with a thin gray mist flowing around him.
After a while, the gray mist around him began to slowly rise. Lumian opened his bloodshot eyes and said, "So, is there any way to remedy this? A way to solve this cycle?"
"Yes." Ning Lu nodded: "I will find you a dream weaver to weave a beautiful dream for you twelve days later. This way, you can live in a dream for the rest of your life and this cycle will be resolved."
Hearing Nimrod say this, Lumian fell silent.
Nimrod looked at Lumian with a look of "nothing is more sad than a dead heart" and suddenly said:
"But what if I say that Aurore's death was not inevitable, but... the cycle you are experiencing is indeed deliberately caused by someone?"
Lumian slowly raised his head, bit his gums until they bled, and took a deep breath.
"Who is it?"
"There are several great beings whose names you cannot even know." Nimrod deliberately spoke in a somewhat bad tone: "Their goal is to shape you, a person composed of specific symbols, to make you a tool in their hands."
"Oh, yes, although there are a few people who have some good intentions towards you, they can't protect themselves either."
Listening to Nimrod's words, Lumian didn't know what to say for a moment. He just kept silent for a while, then he said resolutely:
"Godfather, what should we do next to break this cycle?"
Seeing that Lumian had realized something, Nimrod nodded slightly:
"Exploring the secrets of this dream is what I need, and what you need too. You know too little now, and I am not the great being you imagine—I am just a special Extraordinary."
"Something special, huh?" Lumian said word by word, and then squeezed out a bitter smile from his throat: "I'll just assume that you didn't lie to me. I have no choice... right? Only you told me things related to what I experienced, and other great beings didn't give me the opportunity to choose."
"There is someone who actually wants to give you a chance, but unfortunately no one gave him the chance to choose."
Nimrod said to Lumian seriously:
"But I really didn't lie to you. I really don't want to degrade myself to a god."
…
Late at night, Nimrod looked at Lumian sitting among the ruins, felt the thin gray mist covering the inside of the seal of "The Fool", and slowly exhaled.
When he opened his eyes again, he was already in his room, with crimson moonlight pouring in from the window.
From a perspective that only Nimrod could see, the Heavenly Master, dressed in ancient clothes, walked towards Nimrod from afar:
"Haha, I like what you said. 'Demote yourself to God', that's quite an arrogant tone."
After saying this, he patted his hands lightly and said to Ningluo in front of him encouragingly:
"Don't you think there are too many gods in this universe? Those fragile guys are not real gods at all. For us, calling us true gods is indeed the greatest insult to us."
Ning Lu ignored Tian Zun's sarcasm and just said to him, "It seems that the damage received over there will be fed back here in real time."
He opened his palms, which were covered with wounds from the fierce battle in the dream and charred marks from the negative effects of the "Scythe".
The former has basically healed, but the latter has not changed at all - it seems that the flesh and blood magic of this extraordinary item from the "Rose Bishop" cannot repair the negative effects of the extraordinary item of the "Priest of Light".
"So be careful and don't die." Tianzun said comfortably: "I am still looking forward to you doing something earth-shattering."
This time, Ningluo ignored Tianzun and just lay on his bed, reviewing his experiences of the past three days in his mind.
During this journey, Nimrod first helped Lumian prepare the hunter potion and became a real hunter; then he fought wits and courage with Tianzun and reached a cooperation with him; then, he also mobilized the gray fog from the "Fool" in Lumian's dream, and through dialogue with Auror, made Lumian subconsciously accept the possibility that Auror was in an abnormal state.
Finally, Nimrod used the gaze left on him by the future Grisha Adam, part of the aura bestowed on him by the "true creator" in the past, and the power of the "Source Castle" in this dream to disguise himself as a terrifying existence similar to the evil god, and resolved this cycle as quickly as possible, thus solving part of the problem in this dream.
After actively cracking part of the problems in Lumian's dream in this way, since Lumian's dream involved many high-level beings, Nimrod felt that his "decryption scholar"'s digestion progress had advanced a lot.
"A 'cryptologist' not only needs to have the ability to decrypt, but also needs to take the initiative to discover mysteries and solve them... This should be one of the ways to play a 'cryptologist'."
Nimrod said to himself:
"Of course, I think that according to the nature of Tianzun, this extraordinary characteristic must allow me to actively benefit in the process of acting. If we interpret it from the perspective of the entire path of 'error', the decryption of the 'cryptologist' is a means rather than the essence. Haha, after all, I am not a 'detective'..."
Ning Lu briefly summarized the role of "decryption scholar". At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Mr. L."
Mr. Z's fanatical voice came to Nimrod:
"I'll help you heal your injuries."Chapter 39 ArrangementTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2027 words Update time: 2025-05-25 00:30:00
Treat injuries? Ning Lu frowned, and for a moment he had some doubts in his heart. He didn't think Mr. Z would know that he was injured.
You know, in Mr. Z's cognition, he did not experience these three days. Before that, he only stayed in the Aurora Society's base for an afternoon, after which he fell asleep peacefully.
"I heard the voice of the Lord."
Mr. Z spoke frantically and devoutly to Nimrod: "Did you hear His voice? His voice was so peaceful and tranquil - I saw the Lord's kind eyes, He was hanging upside down at the end of the world, watching our existence..."
Mr. Z's words of praise were endless, and Ningluo did not interrupt Mr. Z. Instead, some guesses quickly emerged in his mind:
This must be a legacy from before Adam.
He was protected by a very high status. Only Adam, who controlled the stage of the "Dream of Cordu Village", could realize that an unobservable and unwatchable shadow had appeared in his story. Before that, He seized the opportunity and gave this shadow a blessing.
After that, he used the power of "Source Castle" to cover up Adam's gaze.
But the future Grisha Adam possesses the authority of both the "Dreamer" and the "Hanged Man", and the part of the Hanged Man is regarded by the crazy real creator as a "favor" left by himself.
But why did the real Creator value him so much? Nimrod suddenly had some doubts in his mind, but after thinking about it, he could only think of one reason, that is, Adam's attention on him was high enough.
[But you never intended to accept Adam's gift. ]
Tianzun said leisurely:
[Can the gaze of a quasi-pillar penetrate my source castle and see our faces? This is an existence close to the origin, the most solid fortress created by the legacy of the original creator and your personality. ]
Ningluo raised his eyebrows and said to Tianzun in his heart:
"What do you mean?"
This time, Tianzun did not refuse to answer Ningluo's question, but spoke quite frankly:
[In simple terms, He should recognize you as my successor - maybe it's The Fool, maybe it's someone else, but who cares? As long as you have my aura, He must give you corresponding attention. ]
"Is there a possibility?" Nimrod thought for a moment and felt that his idea might be a success: "Adam wouldn't mistake me for Amon, right?"
Tianzun: [...]
Tianzun: […It's not impossible.]
After solving this question on his own, Ning Lu nodded slowly, stretched out his hand and said to Mr. Z in front of him:
"bring it on."
Mr. Z slowly lowered his head, changing his previous fanatical attitude, and instead used shadow and flesh magic to repair the charred marks on Nimrod's body like a silent doctor.
After a while, when the burnt black spots on Nimrod's body were completely repaired, Mr. Z nodded slightly and left Nimrod's room.
After Mr. Z disappeared in Ningluo's room, Tianzun slowly appeared opposite Ningluo. Ningluo half leaned on his bed and looked at Tianzun:
"What's the matter?"
"Just now, Sefirah Castle was attacked by the True Creator." Tianzun said bluntly: "No, compared to an attack, it was more like the True Creator spoke to Sefirah Castle. We hid it very well, and He didn't even realize that it was Sefirah Castle that He was talking to."
"What did He say?"
Ning Lu saw that Tianzun was keeping the secret again, so he just asked calmly:
"What did He say?"
"He said, 'Well done.'" Tianzun showed a meaningful smile on his face:
"It seems that the Fallen God is really crazy. God has indeed given him a strong medicine. It seems that most of the erosion of God's will is on Him. Thinking about this, we should support Him even more."
"After all, the enemies are against Him, which means He is doing the right thing?"
Ningluo agreed casually, covered himself with the warm quilt, and closed his eyes comfortably.
…
The next morning, Ninglu simply cleaned himself up, took off the special clothes hidden under his robe, and put on a close-fitting suit.
Sitting in his office, Mr. Z dutifully reported to Nimrod the information that the believers had sent over the past two days. Nimrod listened to Mr. Z's report and felt his blood pressure gradually rising:
"When our resources were insufficient, why did you first think of hunting down other Beyonders while wearing your iconic black robes?"
"——It is said in the Lord's scriptures that if we want others to believe in us, we must wear gorgeous clothes and make others believe in our authority... You said that in the scriptures only demons wear gorgeous clothes? Then your understanding is wrong. We bear the sins of all living beings. Aren't we demons in the eyes of others?"
"Why don't you use assassination and coercion to control the factory owners in the surrounding suburbs? Of course, this is the crudest way - why didn't you think of spreading the glory of the Lord to them? They don't have any Beyonders from the church to protect them! Although all the major churches are now suppressing the Lord's faith, shouldn't they pay more attention to the quality of faith?"
Ning Lu exhaled lightly, feeling that Mr. Z's professional skills were somewhat worrying. However, he still slowed down his tone:
"...I also know that we lost most of our accumulated extraordinary items and activity funds due to some accidents before this. Therefore, in the next period of time, we need to focus more on the Lord's Descent. Put the plan of developing new Lambs on hold, and go all out to develop a few Lambs that can provide us with activity funds."
Mr. Z nodded silently.
"Also, it's about Lanevus, a believer in the 'Thief' path developed by Sirius."
Ningluo knocked on the table in front of him and spoke to Mr. Z in front of him, slowly switching the topic to the matter about Lanevus:
"For the next period of time, your mission is to monitor Lanevus in person."
Facing Mr. Z's puzzled look, Ningluo added:
"He has a relationship with the Descent of the Lord, both for good and for bad."
Mr. Z's eyes suddenly became serious:
"Make sure to complete the Lord's mission!"Chapter 40 CommunicationTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2032 words Update time: 2025-05-25 20:30:00
After handing the task over to Mr. Z, Ninglu leaned back in his comfortable chair, and even his mood improved a lot for a moment.
He just emphasized to Mr. Z the relationship between this matter and the descent of God - and he did this to fight against the arrangement of "0-08".
You know, if "0-08" wants to arrange something, it needs detailed and sufficiently reasonable logic.
So after a matter involving the descent of God was mentioned in front of a messenger of the real Creator and a fanatic believer of the real Creator, how much effort would "0-08" have to make Mr. Z ignore the fact that this matter involved the descent of God from the real Creator?
After that, Ince Zangwill would either have to pay a huge price to create a coincidence and influence a Middle-Sequence Beyonder, or simply give up interfering with Mr. Z and Lanevus. However, no matter which direction he chose, it would consume a lot of Ince Zangwill's energy and control over "0-08".
And it was just a matter of Nimrod's words.
Let Ince Zangwill be busy.
Thinking of this, a look of joy appeared on Ningluo's face.
After arranging Mr. Z's work, Nimrod sat down at his desk and began to write a letter to be delivered to the Dark Saint Xesma.
There is no doubt that although the Aurora Society has a very bad reputation, its strength is indeed strong, and it is indeed the foundation of Ningluo's existence in this world.
And now he is favored by the true Creator. To some extent, he can be said to have already stepped half a foot into the upper echelons of the Aurora Society.
But the power that Nimrod holds in the Aurora Society now comes entirely from the favor of the true Creator, and to him personally it is completely rootless; it would be fine if he believed in the true Creator wholeheartedly, but the problem is that Nimrod has no faith in the true Creator at all.
In this case, if Nimrod continued to demand a large amount of resources and the protection of the saints from the Aurora Society, then even if the saints of the Aurora Society would unconditionally support Nimrod based on the oracle of the true Creator, they would eventually accumulate dissatisfaction.
It just so happened that Ningluo also planned to make the situation of the Aurora Society more positive - the simplest way was to gradually improve the condition of the real creator who was the source of the "Secret Prayer" path, and Tianzun on the side obviously thought so too.
[Awakening the true Creator can effectively combat the God state.]
Tianzun analyzed to Ningluo with great enthusiasm:
[According to my understanding of the origin of evil, the resurrection container it chooses must be the one that best suits it, and most of its spirit will inevitably be revived in the bodies of the True Creator and Adam, who were split from the ancient sun god. In this case, these two people are our natural allies...]
"So, do you have any practical suggestions for this?"
Nimrod's wrist kept moving, writing lines of text accurately, and retelling some of the knowledge he had learned before crossing into the text of this world - thanks to the "Decryption Scholar"! Although the initial improvement in memory was not as good as that of the "General Knowledge", it was better because of the high sequence and the overall improvement was still similar, enough for Nimrod to recall some of the knowledge he had forgotten.
This letter mentioned some suggestions on the transformation of the Aurora Society and fanatical praises for the true Creator - the former was Nimrod's personal opinion, while the latter was Nimrod's ultimate understanding of the internal etiquette of the Aurora Society.
In this era when the gods are not visible, if an extraordinary person wants to hide himself, then as long as he does not have the mark of extraordinary power on his body, then except for the extraordinary events that naturally occur due to extraordinary aggregation, deliberate concealment can play a significant role.
Then, it would obviously be more in line with Nimrod's own interests and wishes to let the Aurora Society relatively change its style of doing things and to some extent stop being so ostentatious and becoming the target of public criticism.
[Of course.]
Tianzun said to Ningluo, and he knew everything about it:
[Source Castle intercepted the whispers of the real Creator. We can use these whispers to perform rituals and establish a direct connection with the real Creator. You have the favor of the real Creator and the power of Source Castle - isn't it easy after this? ]
Tianzun paused:
[Enough "anchors" can make the True Creator's mind tend to be clear, and the power of "Source Castle" can attract the attention of the original God and help the True Creator achieve subsequent victory. But without your permission, I have no way to control the Source Castle to trace the True Creator's mumbling and will...]
Listening to Tianzun casually bringing the topic to the direction of "Let Him Master Sefirah Castle", Ningluo calmly replied:
"Don't bother you, I'll take care of it myself later."
Tianzun let out a long "tsk".
After writing the letter, Ningluo sealed it neatly. After doing all this, he cleared the table, reached his hand into the gray fog, and took out some spiritual materials.
He prepared to perform a ritual to summon the Messenger.
Generally speaking, the process of summoning messengers by Extraordinary Beings is often extremely difficult. First, they have to carefully prepare the ritual of summoning spiritual creatures, and then they have to see if there are any spiritual creatures willing to respond to them just like drawing cards. Extraordinary Beings like Klein Moretti who can successfully summon messengers in one go are a minority among the minority. After all, not everyone has this level of affinity with spiritual creatures.
Finally, the courier's reward is finalized. Of course, this reward can be actively negotiated between you and the courier, or it can be a contract to enslave the courier.
Of course, there are other difficulties for ordinary Beyonders, such as the spell to summon the messenger, the way to describe the messenger, and the method of communicating with the messenger...
However, for Ningluo, who has a celestial being lying on his body, everything is naturally kept simple. As a time traveler with "high-dimensional knowledge", the detailed summoning process has also been recorded in Ningluo's mind.
After setting up the ritual, the last step required is to recite the summoning spell:
"Spirit roaming in the upper realm, friendly creatures that can be used, and beings that are willing to be my messengers."
As Nimrod uttered this spell, a faint gray mist rose unconsciously in the spiritual wall he had set up earlier, making it look like he was in an illusory "Source Castle".
In the next moment, the candle in front of Ningluo suddenly began to burn, gushing upward in a funnel-like manner, dyeing the entire room the color of flames.