I'm such an old god, so sorry

At this point, Weskell let out a self-deprecating smile.

"Until the flames of that night burned those naive fools to ashes, the alliance under the leadership of the religious nation attacked the newly born Blue Blood Nation. Although the enemy was coming fiercely, they were still within the expectations of the Blue Blood. The people of the stars had already done it. Well prepared to face this battle. However, the real threat does not come from the outside, but from the inside."

"Ha.... Those alien bastards, with unreasonable jealousy and unexplained greed, betrayed us! I don't know who has taken in these refugees, shameless things! Dirty dirt! Why? Ah.... Mingxing Kongzhimin is the noblest and most outstanding race, our empire is the most powerful, our deity is the greatest, we are...why..."

Weskell's emotions gradually lost control, and he yelled. Xiude heard his tone from grief to sadness, and he was inexplicably distressed.Weskell stabilized after venting:

"...The next thing is logical, I won't talk about the details."

Regarding the ugliness of heterogeneous hybrids and the crazy abuses suffered by their compatriots, Weiskell has witnessed the content of a million-word novel with his own eyes, but he feels that these heavy contents should not be told to Xiude.

But even so, looking at his eyes to cultivate virtue is enough to infer the general content.

"In short, since then, at least there have been no idiots among the people of the starry sky. This war is like this. There is no fluke. It is a race that faces all the wars of foreign races. It must give up all its dignity and survive, or fight. The future is the enemy of the whole world."

Weskelton paused and uttered cold words: "If you are not of my race, your heart will be different."

"That's why you... uh, so..."

"Cruel?"

Weskell smiled and said: "Yes, because I have hatred in my heart, I will naturally have revenge. All foreign races are the objects of revenge. Regardless of men, women, children, young or old, nationality, there are no innocent people in this war, that is, there is. This is also their sin for foreign races."

Weskell said categorically, not caring how extreme his remarks were.

Suddenly, Xiude felt that his mouth was dry and tongue, and an inexplicable irritability had accumulated in his chest. He swallowed and was about to say something.

"Hatred is like this. It is an abyss. It is irretrievable if you fall into it. There is no way to resolve the hatred. The only way to solve the hatred is for one party to kill all the other, otherwise the hatred will continue."

As if he had noticed the expression of Xiude, Weskell crossed his hands and said, his tone was much calmer, and he couldn't hear any fluctuations.

"But, having said that, I don't have a face of bitterness and hatred all day long. Apart from hatred, there is love."

Weskell changed the conversation and said, "Damn it for a foreigner, kill one if you see one, but if this goes on, I guess I will go crazy...Fortunately, I still have compatriots."

Weiskell's eyes seemed to be rippling autumn water, damply looking at the busy blue blood.

"There is no love for no reason. Only the compatriots who are also the people of the starry sky are absolutely trustworthy. They will not betray and will not hurt. In this case, just give all the love to the compatriots, and vent all the malice. It’s good to go to a foreign race."

Suddenly, Xiude was a little envious of Weskell, envious of the other party's simple and pure values.

With an object to love without any worries, and an object to vent his malicious intentions, Weskell's life seemed too happy.

"I don't know what you have experienced before...but please don't be afraid anymore, because we are compatriots whose blood is thicker than water, and we can face any difficulties together."

Weskell finally looked at Xiuder seriously and said: "...under the wings of the blue."

Xiude remained silent until Weskell left. He knew the intention of the other party. He should have seen the sense of rejection in his heart, so he came to do ideological work.

But what Weskell said was from the sincerity, which gave Xiude a very complicated feeling in his heart.

Guilt, embarrassment, comfort, peace of mind, sadness...

Xiude finally fell asleep on the stone with a complicated mood.

Chapter Twenty Five

Once Xiudi loses consciousness, he will definitely enter the "dream state" and turn to the perspective of the Lord of Blue.

It was still the original strange starry sky field, still the kind of peculiar perception that seemed to be omniscient and all-seeing, and of course, the Lord of Blue was completely rational, without half-wave thinking.

In this case, Xiude can have plenty of time to think, first of all it is about his greatest secret, the Lord of Youlan.

[Xiu De] Did you dream of being a high-dimensional being of human beings, or dreaming that you were a high-dimensional being of human beings?

Analyzing from a rational perspective, the former is more likely. The consciousness of cultivating virtue is clearly human beings...How is it possible? How can lower beings control the thinking of higher beings?Weak humans and the all-knowing and omnipotent Blue Lord are simply not the same dimension.

So Xiude thought a little bit and used a very appropriate word to describe the relationship between the two.

substitute.

Although the statement is not rigorous, judging from the information currently known, it is the most appropriate answer to say that the Lord of Lan is the substitute for Xiude, although the strength of this substitute is too high.

With such a hypothesis, Xiu De can also handle the sense of gap between humans and the great. The Lord of the Blue is strong, but the strong double does not necessarily require the strong double messenger.

After clarifying the relationship, Xiude's next step is to continue to be familiar with the power of Youlan.In a strange and dangerous world, Xiude knew that this was his ability to survive.

Although he himself is a salted fish who devotes himself to eating and waiting to die, he never thinks how cool it is to be a strong man on the top of the mainland, but at least...the morale must be self-preserving, not like Now it's so wrapped up and drifting with the crowd.

The power of Youlan, this is the peculiar energy that originates from the main body of Youlan. It is only produced by the Lord of Youlan. According to different plastic programming, it can act on energy release and void creation.

The main body of Youlan is of course able to play with this energy at will, doing whatever he wants, but the human brains of Xiu De humans cannot understand the complex formulas for operating the power of Youlan. These problems need to be slowly practiced and solved in the future.

Xiude knows exactly where his advantage lies. It is necessary to know that the only source of the power of the blue is the lord of the blue. The powers of the blue used by all the surviving practitioners of the blue magic vein come from the deep universe. The Lord of Youlan at the place was obtained by the connection of blood.

For thousands of years, the Lord of the Blue has maintained this contract to send the power of the Blue to the people of the stars in the world, more or less, and the advantage of Xiude is that he can conquer the power of the infinite Blue anytime and anywhere. , Powerful enough to annihilate the mainland.

To put it simply, it is a humanoid self-propelled nuclear weapon with infinite blue and infinite power, but with either no skill or extremely poor stability.

At present, Xiude’s ultimate move is nothing but nuclear strikes. It is simply a pit. Xiude doesn’t want to hold an extermination weapon that destroys the enemy and himself.

So every time you dream, you need to figure out how to add skill points to the weaker Xiude.

While slowly wandering towards the crystal wall system where Xiude was located, he was calculating the spell modules, and before he knew it, it was time to wake up.Although the thought of the Lord of the Blue could accelerate infinitely to the level of tens of thousands of years, it was meaningless.Spells are for human use, and the efficiency of the human brain must be considered.

After cutting the connection, Xiude opened his eyes in a daze. The scene in front of him seemed like a world away. He was walking through the jungle with his back on his back. Because of his slow pace, he had not awakened Xiude.

"Well, it seems you had a good dream last night."

There was a familiar joking sound, and Xiude looked up and saw Weskell's smiling handsome face. Only then did he realize that the saliva overflowing from the corner of his mouth would wet the collar of his knight on his back.

"I wanted to wake you up, but I couldn't bear to see that sound asleep."

Xiude was about to apologize, but heard Hector exclaimed:

"How long have you seen such an unsuspecting sleep phase? Isn't this a kid?"

He said that he brought a cured aunt with a smile, and even made a slight laugh with the surrounding blue blood.

Fighting for many years on the cruelest battlefield, using the bloodiest means to cleanse the enemy, the soldiers of the blood revival are indeed on alert at all times, although for the body of the people of the starry sky, only two or three hours of light sleep a day is enough to maintain energy Energetic, but Xiude’s sleeping face still made them feel happy.

Xiude was stunned, and was infected by the goodwill unabashedly released by his surroundings. For a moment, he even thought that he was really a citizen of the stars, a family with Weskell and the others.

I am afraid that no outsider would be able to believe that the bloodthirsty and brutal style, the frightening Scarlet Renaissance, is actually as harmonious as a big family, everyone is so pure, they are avengers and fraternity lovers with distinct love and hatred.

Xiude, who has always been a tourist, suddenly found that he liked the atmosphere a little bit. It is impossible to fly solo. The bloody revival brothers are all talented and good-spoken. It's the same as the Chinese New Year.