Chapter 471 Anchor of the Gods

"September 11th, since I became an angel, I have had a feeling of split personality. In my heart, in my soul, in the depths of my spirit, there are always voices urging me, influencing me, creating uncontrollable indifference, cruelty, bloodthirstiness, and madness."

"This is not from the outside world, nor is it the influence of the gods on their own paths. I can clearly feel that it comes from genes, from the collective subconscious passed down from generation to generation by humans, and from the extraordinary characteristics themselves."

"No wonder Mr. Men said that reason is temporary, and madness is eternal."

Seeing this, Klein paused for a moment. Combined with what happened on Roselle Island last time, this gave him a rough guess about Roselle's later years.

Could it be that Roselle in his later years is being replaced little by little, from the inside out, and being transformed into the shape of other people?

Is this from his own madness, or the interference of gods, or from pollution outside the starry sky?

After just thinking for a while, Klein continued to read on.

"September 28th. I haven't written a diary for a long time. In the past half month, I seemed to see myself being replaced by strangers little by little, becoming cold and terrible little by little. Even my daughter Bernadette could only make me feel very little fatherly love.

When I was about to go crazy, I seemed to hear countless praises. They were my subjects, all the people who benefited from my reforms, and the believers who regarded me as the son of steam. They were singing praises to me, erecting statues for me, writing stories for me, and creating poems for me."

"Their voices were like the anchor of the ship, helping me to position myself."

"I began to be able to fight against that desire and the cry from the heart. I walked out little by little, and I was able to have the normal emotions that a father, a husband, and a man should have."

The anchor of the ship?

What an interesting statement. Is this also the way for the gods to fight their own madness?

Klein thought a lot at once. Why did the gods establish churches and vigorously develop believers? At this moment, he seemed to have the answer.

They need anchors, many anchors, to help them anchor themselves and fight against the madness from the depths of their souls.

And the believers are the anchor.

Only in this way can they maintain their sanity for a short time, and not fall into the abyss and be swallowed by madness.

So the so-called evil gods are the other side of existence that cannot maintain their own sanity and is swallowed by desire and madness?

"September 29th, rereading yesterday's diary, I remembered the rituals corresponding to my Sequence 4, Sequence 3, and Sequence 2. They all have obvious cruel and crazy meanings, just like what the villains in novels would do."

"The sequence path is a road destined to madness and despair."

"And this is the only way for humans to gain extraordinary power."

"How funny, ironic!"

"We work hard to save ourselves, just to destroy ourselves better and more thoroughly?"

After reading this page, Klein's heart became heavy.

Because Roselle, who wrote these diary contents, is already a Sequence 2 angel, and has also joined the Dusk Hermits, seen the blasphemous slate, and knows much more about the extraordinary world than he does now.

But such Roselle is so pessimistic, whether it is for himself, the future, or the origin of this world, he is full of such deep despair.

Roselle is a senior time traveler, and even he is like this, so what about me in the future?

When I reach a higher sequence, will it be the same?

Should I continue to move forward on this extraordinary path full of despair, distortion, and madness?

After a while, Klein continued to look at the other two Roselle diaries, the content of which was also very sufficient and important.

In it, the specific concept of the Angel King and the scope of strength were elaborated in detail.

They are stronger than ordinary Sequence 1, but not yet at the level of Sequence 0 True God, equivalent to Quasi-God, which includes accommodating uniqueness and taking an additional Sequence 1 potion.

The eight Angel Kings of the Ancient Sun God era all meet the standards of this definition.

Klein also agreed with Roselle's speculation about the Ancient Sun God later.

This Ancient Sun God is definitely an existence beyond the level of ordinary True Gods, and the ancient gods' authority He has taken back is too much and too complicated.

Therefore, the chaos and madness in His body are also increasing, so He decisively gave birth to Adam and Amon, two children, and gave them corresponding authority to eliminate some of the debris in his body.

Simply put, Amon and Adam were both given by the ancient sun god when he drank the potion... as a gift.

It sounds a bit strange, but this should be close to the truth.

However, if having children can eliminate the madness and chaos in the body, why didn't the ancient sun god have more children?

After all, having two children is also having children, and having ten children is also having children.

Why not take this opportunity to eliminate the impurities in the body?

This method should have some limitations, or the ancient sun god has his own unknown considerations.

Such an existence is still too far away from him. What He is looking at is far beyond his current reach.

Klein didn't think too much about this issue, but looked at the last page, which mentioned Green and the island where the last black emperor's tomb was hidden.

After reading these contents, Klein made the diary in his hand disappear, turned his head to look at the hermit Cattleya, and smiled: "What is your request?"

Klein, who has mastered a lot of high-end mystical knowledge today, is in a good mood and doesn't mind giving this follower of Bernadette a little gift.

"A drop of blood of at least a Sequence 2 angel." Cattleya made her request.

This is the Queen's gift to her, because the Queen has long passed the level of needing to analyze such a drop of blood, and this is prepared for her to be promoted to a higher sequence.

Hey, it's not a question... Klein was slightly stunned, but this condition is not too difficult for him. Will definitely meets the needs of the Hermit Lady.

Will is a Sequence 1 Mercury Serpent, but a drop of His blood should be able to sell for a higher price.

The Hermit Lady and Bernadette behind her are both rich people. Recently, I have spent too much in Backlund and need to get some blood back.

"Not enough." Klein refused and said, "He is a Sequence 1."

This means that if you want blood, add some more chips.

The eyes of other Tarot Club members flashed with shock. They knew that Mr. Fool would definitely have angels under his command, but they didn't expect it to be a Sequence 1.

This is a terrifying existence that is only one step away from becoming a Sequence 0 True God!

Alger, who is most familiar with the church's internal affairs, was even more trembling in his heart.

As far as he knows, the most powerful existence in the major Orthodox Churches is only a Sequence 2 angel, and there is no Sequence 1 existence.

Does this mean that Mr. Fool is far more powerful than an ordinary True God?

"I can also provide three pages of Emperor Roselle's diary next time." Cattleya quickly added a new chip.

"Okay."

Although Klein wanted a generous sum of gold pounds, Mr. Fool didn't need money, and a drop of Will's blood could not be measured by money.

After the short transaction, Cattleya gave Fors another obscure look.

Inexplicably, Fors complained a little in his heart, and then he was too lazy to pay attention to the Hermit Lady who was a little bit wrong.

When entering the chat session, Klein controlled the world and spoke: "Recently, a group of people wearing yellow clothes often appear on the streets of Backlund late at night. It is said that people who meet them will become unlucky."

Audrey and Fors, who live in Backlund, were immediately attracted and curious.

Alger glanced at Audrey and Fors who were silent, and then took over the topic, "They call themselves yellow monks. This is a very secretive organization. They believe in a mysterious existence called the Yellow King."

"Even the church does not have many records about them. If you really accidentally meet them, remember to be careful."

"They also compiled a book called "Star Child", which records in detail the story of the Yellow King walking on the earth. There is a ballad in it that is very evil. People who read this book must remember this to avoid being contaminated by accident."

"Star Child", an evil book.

Audrey had the urge to buy it and read it, but she quickly suppressed this dangerous idea.

"What is that ballad?" Fors asked curiously.

Alger did not answer immediately, but looked at Mr. Fool who was sitting in the first seat, asking for His consent.

"No problem." Mr. Fool just nodded calmly.

He had heard this ballad in the real world before, and it was indeed extraordinary, but here, above the gray fog, it was enough to easily suppress a mere ballad.

"Along the shore, cutting through the clouds

The twin suns sink into the lake

The long shadows fall down

There, the wonderful night when the black star rises

The wonderful moon running in the night

The yellow ragged clothes flutter in the wind

The song silently disappears there

When the soul no longer sings

When the tears no longer flow

The Lord of the Star Sea in the distant starry sky

The chaotic and invisible indescribable one

He will come in the expectation of thousands of believers!"

Alger's voice was dull, and the whole ballad also brought a dull feeling to people's hearts.

It was a pity that Alger only chanted it, but did not sing it, and he paused for a while several times in the middle before continuing to recite it.

Hearing this ballad again, Klein had a different feeling in his heart.

He smelled something different from it, the master of the sea of ​​stars in the distant starry sky, this directional description is very interesting.

Moreover, the book is also called "Children of the Stars". Looking at what has happened recently, a guess or conclusion naturally emerges.

The King in Yellow is the incarnation of the stars walking in the world.