Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 608 Not Eternal Twilight

The holographic images condensed by magic are condensed in the mid-air of the empty cave of the Great Cathedral, layer upon layer, reflecting dozens of independent images at the same time.

Surrounded by damp and smooth stone walls, it is divided into countless symmetrical triangles by the lavender arcane halo melon, and each one is filled with mysterious runes.

Standing in the ankle-deep water, four indistinct human figures were standing, each staring solemnly at the superimposed three-dimensional picture in front of them that ordinary people could not understand at all.

For mortals who have not escaped from the third dimension, the overlapping pictures may not be easy to imagine.Then maybe you can think about what it would sound like to play dozens of songs at the same time.

In the picture, you can see Cai Pixiu selling space warships; you can see Shabu’s body chewing stars in his sleep; you can see Mei Bixi inspecting the sect’s disciple Dabi; Zhongda kills the Quartet...

The overlapping three-dimensional images are clear and independent under the eleven-dimensional vision of the supreme gods.

This is an interesting thing.

People who originally lived in the real universe that includes all dimensions live the same life as the three-dimensional mortals in the bottom universe.

They cannot sublimate and evolve in the system like the sentient beings born in the lower universe system, until they finally leap to become gods.

For them, life inside and outside the system is divided.

In the past, Euripides, Aeschylus and Sophocles could break through the last barrier and at the same time call wind and rain in the real universe, move stars and battles, and mediate good fortune.

However, the residents of the real universe who can easily do all this in the lower universe system from the very beginning, have never been able to take an immortal step in their own native real universe.

So, they are afraid.

In the superimposed high-dimensional images, there are more students from other departments that Zhen Cheng has seen in Blood Candle Castle, as well as more ordinary creatures that she has never heard of.

Qu Yun, who has lost her memory, quietly uses the breeding method to expand the market, and countless creatures have unknowingly become pawns in the game.

As opponents in the chess game, they could only find these tiny clues for a while.

This is the headquarters of the Great Church of the Purification Oversight Institute located in the unified universe.

According to the teachings spread by the apostles, this is a holy place that can only be used by the church's high-level gatherings and to welcome the advent of the Creator God.

In the endless universe of the heavens and ten thousand domains, under almost every earth, there is an imitation imitating the temple in front of you.

Except for the different dimensional structure, they look exactly the same on the surface.

Such a thing is by no means something that the apostle forces developed by the Divine Tribunal among the native creatures in the lower universe can do.

After all, in some worlds, the apostolic organization may have appeared earlier than the Neolithic Age.

This is caused by the back door left behind by the mysterious "Divine Lord" who imitated Nu Wa to modify the underlying logic of the lower universe system.

It is these stone halls that are consistent with each other and perfectly fit and resonate, constructing the unique rule of the Supreme Holy Inquisition where everyone is one, and one is everyone.

It sounds beautiful and noble.But the irony is that the so-called collective is not for the sake of all individuals pursuing a better life and seeking greater power, but for the convenience of all individuals to bind their own hands and feet, and to facilitate the management and rule of the Supreme God.

The basic idea of ​​the apostolic organization is actually very, very simple.

There is neither any profound divine magic, nor the future scientific laws summed up from the highly developed world.It is so simple that many self-emerged rulers among mortals can handle it with ease.

As long as the society is complex enough, people will not realize why they are unlucky, and they will never be able to figure out whose pockets the value they create goes into.

As long as we firmly grasp the right to speak and let sensible people shut up, then mortals will always be believers of the gods.

Or to sum it up more succinctly, the fundamental foothold chosen by the mysterious God Lord for the Divine Judgment Group is the ignorance of human nature.

This is a conclusion that only a wise man who is full of contempt, disdain, and malice can draw from a bird's-eye view.

The sad thing is that the order based on malice has been stable for tens of billions of years, running through an entire cosmic era.And in the next two eras, the ghost will linger and accompany you like a shadow.

You can kill the body, but the mind lives on.

This sentence can be used for all the beautiful aspects of human nature, such as hope, fairness, freedom, dreams...

But it can also be used in all the ugliest angles: selfishness, greed, tyranny, arbitrariness...

The Supreme Holy Judgment is a group of gods who use the most despicable vision and methods to treat and deal with all beings in the lower universe.

They are also a group of people who give up life and happiness, and dedicate everything to their compatriots for the highest responsibility and mission.

The focus of Krypton Zun's sight is shifted and locked, and a three-dimensional image is highlighted by highlights in the stacked images.

It was the image of Zhen Cheng naked, curled up and suspended in front of the [primary image] like a newborn baby.

"There is no way out, we need... war."

As he spoke, his unique gaze that could penetrate the soul swept across the faces of the three colleagues one by one.

"I've finally waited for this day. I thought you, old fellow, had lost your guts!" The red-haired Wei Yanzun stared at him and clenched his fists tightly on his chest.

There was resentment in his eyes, but more fanaticism.

"War means breaking with that lord. He now has the right to expel us from the C Entropy Unified Administration."

Ping Zun's eyes are full of wisdom, he looks both real and illusory, and his words are also ambiguous, making it difficult to understand the true meaning of his heart.

"No way," the only goddess among the four had sparkling eyes, showing a meaningful smile:

"Lamarck is neither Nuwa nor Prometheus. He is not our ally, but he has never sided with those ants.

We are here, and no matter what the ants do, most of the responsibility lies with us.This was also the condition for the Redemption faction to compromise and retain the jury.

If we are gone, all the responsibilities will be borne by him alone.

Where do you think the grown-up will stand when that Miss World is merciless and taking things to such an extent? "

The goddess is far less beautiful than Qu Yun, nor is she as attractive as Lilith.But it makes one want to stare at her face without looking away.

Once removed, the next second you will forget what she looks like.This is not a metaphor.

"Lamarck will not, and should not, take sides." Krypton Zun resolutely concluded without doubt:
"It is our duty and responsibility to deal with pests."

　Sorry I was too tired to finish writing yesterday.It will remain the same in the future, even if you don’t eat or sleep, try to ensure stable updates, but there may be occasional problems.

　　In any case, Blood Candle Castle will definitely be finished normally, it's just that it's a bit slow for everyone to catch up after hard work. m(__)m
　　
　
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