He kept making more red balloons, his expression extremely determined.
"boom!"
The balloons burst.
[Congratulations, "Secret Magic", you have surpassed your limitations.]
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"Phew, it's finally out!"
Aaron was panting heavily with sweat, and suddenly found himself sitting in his original seat, surrounded by familiar colleagues.
What happened just now...
Everything seems to have never happened. Is it really a space of imagination
He had an illusion that was like a long time ago, and soon found that the edge of the forest not far away was already looking at him.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so panicked?"
Lin Bian is too keen!
He easily discovered that something was wrong with Aaron, and nothing in this office seemed to escape his eyes... except for the mysterious power of the God of Babel.
Aaron smiled reluctantly, covered his stomach and said with sweat: "No, it's nothing, I just have a bad stomach. Sorry, let's go first."
"With your physique, can you still have a bad stomach?" Lin Bian asked with a raised eyebrow.
Aaron nodded repeatedly and said anxiously: "Well, after all, my body is still in the normal human category, although it is a bit stronger... This morning I ate Wallace, abnormal spicy crayfish, and super spicy hot pot. ... ..."
He groaned, no longer explaining, but quickly left the office and trotted all the way to the bathroom.
Aaron was in the bathroom, lost in thought, his expression becoming heavy.
No matter what, he didn't want Lin Bian to know the truth. If this man found out that he had become a member of the Tower of Babel... he would also understand that he was coerced by the Tower of Babel.
But Linbian will definitely feel uncomfortable.
Once again, I failed to protect the important people around me.
Aaron no longer wanted this man to feel sad and hopeless anymore.
At this moment, a burst of thick black mist surged from all around, and Aaron was immediately shocked.
"Is it the black mist of the Tower of Babel?"
He subconsciously tried to use a spell to escape, but found that he was once again unable to move, unable to move at all.
hateful!
[This is your reward.]
Aaron was horrified to see his arm automatically stretched forward. Soon, a clear and sharp pain penetrated his bones. The dark blood had been forcibly injected into the man's body.
it hurts!
What the hell is this... power to heal the body and why do I know this information
Tower of Babel reward
The amount of information was too large, and he couldn't react. He just knew that the Tower of Babel meant no harm to him, and he felt a little relieved, but he was still shocked.
It wasn't over yet. The next moment, a large amount of information appeared in his mind in a regular arrangement and combination, revealing some kind of secret of the universe. Aaron felt dizzy and overwhelmed, and it was difficult to absorb it.
"Spell: Scape Doll... What a powerful spell."
Why was this level of knowledge crammed into my head.
Finally, Aaron's hands began to gradually become hot, and a bunch of golden lines in the shape of the sun gradually formed.
What are the divine patterns? Are they the same species as the secret pattern
Praise the sun
Facing the golden lines that gradually appeared on his hands, Aaron was extremely shocked. This aura was really too strong, and it was very similar to the aura of the white obelisk!
Could it be the power of the ancient gods
The pain came again, and he was already covered in sweat, as if he was soaked.
"ah!"
The continuous severe pain made Aaron almost faint, but in the end he persisted with tenacity and gritted his teeth.
Aaron could feel himself becoming stronger!
In just a few dozen seconds, it was as if he had been completely transformed from his previous self!
"The savior of the Tower of Babel, ha, ha, ha, is this how you win over me?"
Aaron's face was covered with sweat and he kept panting, but there was a sneer in his eyes.
How could my loyalty to the Demon Enforcement Bureau and the people of Chenhai be changed by the temptation of becoming stronger
Linbian, Mr. Chu, Bai Yan... It is impossible for me to betray them and become loyal to some inexplicable Tower of Babel!
"Stop trying to control me!" Aaron almost roared, hitting the bathroom wall with his fist.
After a long time, he left the bathroom, his expression seemed unusually calm.
On this day, Aaron asked for leave in advance and returned to his home.
Night time.
He came to the deserted rooftop and raised his arms to both sides.
The grand and dazzling bright sunshine bloomed instantly, leaving nothing but golden light around, and all evil and filth could not exist!
Praise the sun!
The terrifying energy shock swept across the rooftop, but did not cause substantial damage.
This is a powerful attack method targeting the soul level. It has almost no effect on inanimate objects and is only equivalent to a warm current.
Aaron looked at the golden lines on his hands and said to himself in disbelief:
"This force is indeed strong enough. The impact on living beings is equivalent to ten exploding balloons detonating at close range at the same time... If the target is evil or filthy, the lethality will be increased several times."
It takes time to prepare ten balloons to pop, but "Praise the Sun" only takes one action.
The most important point is that this actually belongs to the power of the ancient gods!
Although it was only an extremely weak divine power, it made it difficult for Aaron to calm down. In fact, in the history of Noah, only the legendary "chosen ones" would have power from God!
The world's most prestigious God's Chosen One is the "God's Substitute" for this Dark Light Savior.
People call it the "Incarnation of Dark Light" in awe, and he ranks alone in the "zero" sequence in the hierarchical national heterogeneous alliance! He is the actual supreme ruler in the heterogeneous world!
"I'm obviously not the 'Chosen One'... but I actually have the power of the ancient gods. Why on earth is this?"
There are so many mysteries in the Tower of Babel, and there are so many magical places one after another. Aaron looked at his hands and felt a huge sense of unreality and powerlessness.
It was as if the master of the Tower of Babel used heaven and earth as a chessboard and all things as chess pieces, and no matter how hard they struggled, they were just ants held down in the game!
"What should I do?"
Confusion, confusion, fear... Even if the strength becomes stronger, or rather, because the strength suddenly becomes stronger, Aaron feels increasingly powerless against the mysterious existence of the Tower of Babel.
My idea of wanting the Anti-Demon Bureau and the Tower of Babel to cooperate may be too arrogant.
Both sides are not on the same level.
In the next few days, he never slept well, had trouble sleeping and eating, and was in very poor condition.
Aaron received new simulation training two days later, and this time his "projection" was even more powerful than before.
After another desperate fight, Aaron became increasingly confused and trapped, and he realized that no matter how hard he struggled, he had become the "baggage" of the Tower of Babel.
He couldn't even see the "Savior" at all!
What you want to think is actually not important at all!
"hateful!"
Just when Aaron was helpless in pain, a very familiar cold voice suddenly came from his mind.
[Secret Magic, you are about to be summoned.]
What
Aaron was stunned for a while and realized... The mysterious savior actually wanted to see him!
"Savior?"
The thick black mist had already surged up, and Aaron didn't even have time to react. Everything in front of him collapsed.
When Aaron completely came to his senses, he found that he was no longer in Chenhai.
He has come to a grand place!
The gentle breeze blew all around him. Aaron opened his eyes wide. In front of him was a disk-shaped temple standing in the clouds and mist. Towering ancient Roman columns stood around it. There was a gorgeous and noble white staircase in front of him. Above the end is a pure white throne made of marble.
"That person is..." Aaron's pupils shrank.
The mysterious man sitting on the throne was dressed in black robes, full of a very strange sense of mystery, and exuded a very strong oppressive aura, which made Aaron even breathless.
Behind the mysterious man is the golden sun that occupies half of the sky!
In the thick black mist not far away, two women, one tall and one short, wearing white dog masks and white cat masks respectively, appeared. They were undoubtedly the members of the Tower of Babel who appeared in the video!
"Night Blade" slowly stepped forward, put one hand on his chest and said respectfully: "Master of the Tower of Babel, Night Blade is here to follow your call."
"Psychic Dancer" glanced at Aaron and remained silent.
Aaron, who was facing the golden sun, was shocked and undecided. He swallowed and looked at the mysterious man on the pure white throne with a slight trembling.
"he is the one... ... "
The Savior of Babel
Chapter 70 Everyone has their own thoughts
Bai Yan calmly looked down at the three people on the huge white round platform, thinking about two important things in his heart.
First of all, Aaron met him here for the first time, and his loyalty to the Tower of Babel is currently only 1, and he still has not mentioned it even after accepting various gifts.
Well, we have to find a way to make him more loyal, otherwise it will definitely be a time bomb!
Bai Yan certainly did not want any disharmony to appear inside the Tower of Babel, even if the disharmonious element was Aaron.
Just think of me as cold-blooded and don't treat them too differently. After all, the people responsible for the Tower of Babel are not just one or two people, but probably the survival of the entire world.
And, I really want to complete this week's "Tower of Babel" perfectly.
The second thing he thought about was the event that the "Soul Dancer" was about to trigger.
I must have a good talk with her. It is best to find out the whole story and then find a way to help.
This is an opportunity.
If it's done well, the "Soul Dancer" will be more loyal, but if it's done wrong, the "Soul Dancer" may be in danger of death.
Well, try to solve these two things.
Bai Yan once again borrowed the power of the "Psychic Dancer", and the thoughts of the core operators were fully revealed.
The three people under the pure white marble throne also had their own thoughts. Aaron was naturally frightened and didn't know why he was summoned here.
Aaron was lost in thought.
[That man is the savior, and this should be the headquarters of the Tower of Babel. It is indeed spectacular enough.]
He couldn't help but turn around and look out at the endless blue clouds, and was speechless for a long time.
[It looks like another world entirely.]
Aaron is more and more able to confirm his conjecture. The "savior" is a god-like existence, and may even be a resurrected ancient god. It is definitely a great existence that he or the Anti-Demon Bureau cannot confront head-on!
Fighting against a god... How is that possible
[What should I do? Well, there's nothing I can do, it's a shame, but I can at least find a way to keep him from becoming an enemy of the Demon Enforcement Agency.]
"There's someone new."
Mu Zhen moved his eyes away from Aaron and said: "Dancer, a gathering every ten days is really a long time, but we finally meet again."