Pivot of the Sky

Amon was crying for the old madman, for his father, for the town of Duke, and he had learned the news of the disaster and had been confirmed in the message left behind by the eyes of the earth. Nietzsche is dead, Father is dead, Mayor Dusty is dead, and no one in Duke survives the flood!

When you hear the thunderbolts and see the clouds drooling in the east, Ammon knows it's raining heavily. In just 14 years of his life, he had never seen the summer rain in Duke Town, nor had he seen so many days of heavy rain in a row. Ammon also realized what was going to happen when the thunder was getting louder and thicker and the clouds rolled over and piled up.

He couldn't do anything to get back to Duke town, because it was raining in the lows of the plateau, flash floods filled the valleys, torrents impinging on dangerous swirls, long gone roads, no wonder the old lunatics would let him go high.

Amon stood on the high slope looking out over the distance, and at the low he could see nothing but thick clouds and raging lightning, which was the direction of Duke Town, with tears in his eyes. The old madman once said that the next message in the eyes of the earth would appear after disaster, but Amon could not “read” it.

Two days after the thunder sounded, Amon heard a particularly shocking thunderbolt in his heart, like it was being squeezed, suddenly sensing the eyes of the earth in his arms as if calling him. He immediately returned to the village to enter the quietest cave, instructed everyone not to disturb him, and then removed the eyes of the earth. Try again with the power of meditation to motivate the message, and then he hears and sees the old lunatic's message.

Old lunatic's hair and beard are still messy, like standing in front of eyes--

“Son, when you saw what this information magic left behind, I just said goodbye to my life. You heard me right, I'm dead, and your father's gone. I died of the wrath of the gods because I was going to fly to the sky to see the true face of the gods and make the strongest blow of my life. I've wanted to unlock the secrets of the gods all my life, but I've never seen them before, and naturally I won't give up this last chance.

Don't ask me why, I can tell you clearly, I'm tired of living long ago! You can also think that I am really crazy, I am 150 years old this year, the magic has made me very powerful, as if full of power, but these don't mean much to me anymore. I know you have doubts, and I can explain them to you now.

Do you want to ask me why I didn't wait for you to unlock the secrets of the gods and possibly even make myself a god? In fact, I don't have much time, even if I can wait until that day, it's impossible for me, I went the wrong way from the first step, and Bell has told me all about it.

You awakened the power of both sides of the body, passed the desire test of both sides of the body, became a first-degree magician and samurai, and then passed the purity test of the body, became a second-degree magician and samurai. I saw all this with my own eyes, but you don't know, I can't repeat this path myself, maybe you find it incredible.

I haven't had physical exercises for many years, and I live far beyond normal people, and I still look strong, but the power in my veins is fading away. I have suffered countless injuries over the last hundred years, as well as an unthinkable illness, and if I follow this path again, I will not pass the test of physical purity. You think that's funny? An eight-level magician is worse than you!

If you go the wrong way from the beginning, the farther you go and the higher your achievement, the harder it may be to turn back. So that's what I'm telling you, and that's why I asked you to find Bell, who, as far as I know, may have found the right path before becoming a high-ranking magician and high-ranking warrior. As for what he hasn't proven, it's up to you.

You might ask me how I predicted this catastrophe, consider it an eternal secret, and I've told you everything, which is ultimately reserved. As for the town of Duke, its destruction may have been deserved, and people are responsible for it, and I am one of them, and my death is at a price for all. ”

The message said that Amon had also received a message similar to, but more detailed than, what Gore had seen in the temple, including the origins of a series of tragedies that had occurred some time before the town of Duke. Amon couldn't help but cry out in his heart: "Old madman, why didn't you save us when you knew disaster was coming? My father's dead, too. He's innocent! ”

The old lunatic seemed to have expected Amon to have this question, leaving a message laughing in haha: "Amon, do you want to ask me why I didn't save your father? Why don't you save everyone?... Son, I have saved you and guided you on a path to becoming a god, don't you want to resent me instead of thanking me? … I've been through many of these questions in my life, and I think the gods are even more so! ”

Amon was silent for a moment, and he cried like a child, and no, he was supposed to be a child.

How could Amon not be sad that the old lunatic and his father ended their insane and drunken lives and buried the entire town of Duke? When he was a little girl, he had to live and die, and the destruction of Tucker meant that he no longer had a home and family, and Amon had a feeling of being abandoned by the whole world.

Amon is not Gore, he didn't see Nietzsche rushing into the sky with his own eyes, and he didn't know how this flood happened? Just know that the old lunatic had a prophecy. The old lunatic said something Amon didn't understand, such as his self-proclaimed death by the wrath of the god, why did he rush into the sky to strike the god with the strongest blow, which god was facing? None of the old lunatics explained Amon.

Perhaps for Amon, the explanation is useless, and he has not yet arrived in a position to understand all of this. Understandable teenagers also have no time to think about it. Amon is surrounded by great sorrow and can no longer concentrate on meditation, and the process of reading theological information is interrupted.

When he cried enough and was tired, he wiped his tears and remembered that the message left by the old madman just didn't seem to be finished, so he tried to take heart and relaunch the eyes of the earth, but there was a slight accident.

The old madman was not an all-knowing God, and he had no idea that Amon had passed the test of "firmness of faith” to become a Level 3 magician at the time of the disaster. Amon interrupted the reading of the previous message, and the use of the eyes of the earth naturally inspired the next divine message, so the old lunatic's last message disappeared. I don't know if there are any other words Amon didn't hear.

What Amon then reads is the secrets of all kinds of intermediate theology, not all of them, but part of what three levels of achievement might learn. When Amon sees these things, he has to think about nothing for the time being and concentrate on accepting the information because it will only appear once and disappear. Only by passing the test of "steadfastness of faith” can one enter a state of concentration in which the peace of the soul is not disturbed by meditation, one remember so many complex and profound contents at once.

Tertiary theologians differ in their specialty in theology, and their ability to use various theologies varies considerably, but basic meditation meets the same standards of achievement.

At the end of this message, the old lunatic left another message:

“Son, by the time you read this, you've got three levels of achievement, and I don't know if you've found Bell, but you're on your own. You've got nothing left to worry about, and the whole Tianjin continent is waiting for you to storm.

I gave you my letter, the brand with the emblem on it. I didn't tell you, I gave it to Bell, who sealed the message in that sign for me to bring Schrödinger, who was also Bell's letter.

Over the centuries I have travelled throughout the continent, many have been blessed by Me and sworn to repay Me or My descendants. Bel was also an elder of the Ecumenical Theological Council and pointed to the many nobles and priests who practiced their divinity, just as he had been sworn to thank and repay him.

Perhaps you can ask them for help when you are having a hard time traveling on the continent, which is my last gift for you. Yet, after so many years, it is difficult to say whether the vows of that year were still remembered, remembered, and truly respected. You have to be careful to protect yourself. The identity of a little magician is dangerous on the Heavenly Pivot. The test of dealing with people may be harder than the test of magic.

At the end of this message, a series of names or family presentations emerged, the first of which was Gregory, the chief priest of the Syrian temple. The old madman deliberately instructed Amon that if he were to become a great magician in the future, he must go to Grey. An introduction to the Medanzo family also appeared in the information, explaining the background of the year. The old lunatic didn't know that Amon had met Medanzo and taught him magic.

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At dusk, Amon only came out of the cave. The circle of eyes was still slightly red and slightly swollen. There was deep tiredness in the colour of the gods. Little age made people feel like they had grown a lot during the day.

Amon has been silent for days, crying loudly in the cave today, and the cave wildlings are feeling a little scared and unexplained, and some are even speculating - is the heavy rain down the mountain the tears of the spiritual god? Everyone was relieved to see Amon coming out of the cave at the end of the day.

Surprisingly, for the first time, Amon took the initiative to ask him for wine. Rink immediately picked up the wine and put it in the fine copper bottle Amon sent to Amon's grass house.

Amon also doesn't know why he wants to drink, perhaps because he misses his drunk father. However, he did not want to drink it until he had had a few sips that night, and he sat there holding the bottle in his hand and thinking. The old madman said the whole heavenly pivot was waiting for him to storm, but Amon felt homeless and nowhere to go, and the future was chaotic, with only one road ahead of him.

If he doesn't want to be a “pseudo god” in this cave wildling tribe forever, he can repeat what Bell did back then only by becoming a magician and unraveling the secrets of the gods, even if he can't find the whereabouts of Bell. Ammon can't think of any other option at this time.

He stood up and moaned, “Crazy old man, you knew what was going to happen. Did you arrange all this? You've done too much, and I can't hate you! ”

Since Amon never wasted any more wine, which was already an unconscious habit, he put most of the remaining bottles in Schrödinger's grass hole. Schrödinger had just been squatting in the grass hole and watching him. When he saw Amon bring the wine over, he rolled over and pressed the bone to sleep, seemingly not interested in the wine of the cave's wildling tribe.

Since this day, Amon has been serving this cat deliciously and deliciously. Unconsciously, Schrödinger has become thinner and thinner. His figure has become thinner and more beautiful, and his hair is lubricated and beautiful. He is no longer the fat and dirty lazy cat in Duke Town. The change was gradual and unnoticeable, but Amon looked at Schrödinger at the moment and suddenly realized that the cat had changed too much.

More than a cat? The whole town of Duke was completely wiped out by the flood, and Amon was no longer a teenager a few months ago!

Schrödinger has been following Amon and staring at him today. Is it because he doesn't want to have a meeting? Will he care too? In any event, the cat is already Amon's only teenager companion in Duke and will continue to accompany him. Amon held Schrödinger in his arms, touching his back and softening his voice: “Tucker town is gone, everyone is gone, now it's just you and me. ”

Schrödinger was surprised by Amon's sudden move. He seemed reluctant to be touched by Amon like this. His sharp paws stretched out of the meat mat on his toes. He lifted his paws to grab Amon's arm, but didn't really scratch his words. He just twisted and twisted. He looked very unhappy.

Amon was uncomfortable to see the cat being held by herself, sighed and put it down again, then sat in the house and started practicing magic meditation. Only by keeping his body and mind calm and at peace can he temporarily forget the sorrows of the world.

Amon has been able to practice some middle class divinity, and apart from elemental divinity, what he has always been most interested in is space divinity and information divinity, all related to the special stones left behind by old lunatics. But a Level 3 magician can't practise these two kinds of magic, so he's practicing detective magic tonight.

Both kinds of theology are based on detective theology, especially information theology, which itself is a branch of detective theology cultivation to higher order. Amon had previously learned about detection magic, and practicing the most basic "puppet sensation” was easy to begin with.

You don't have to see it, you don't have to listen to it, everything around you in the dark is so clear. However, Amon seemed disturbed by something and suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, interrupting the magic he had just mastered. “Puppet sensation” is much clearer than what is normally seen and heard, which is common sense for any magician.

But Amon was surprised to find that two things were “missing” in the house, Schrödinger in the grass hole and that strange bone, did not exist in his puppet sensation!

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