Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 673 The Immortal

The ritual to summon the gods back has reached its final stage.

They saw the stars change.

It's as if the universe's movement for thousands of years has been condensed into this moment.

The stars twinkled brightly, getting brighter and then fading.

Some stars complete their lives in a short period of time.

The length of life, which should have been measured in units of ten thousand years, has now come to an end with the ticking of the second hand.

The huge feeling of desolation gripped the hearts of the four of them.

Caesar and the others know that compared to this planet, human beings are small and small, and compared to the universe, this planet is equal to dust.

Could it be that the vice-principal of the master alchemist could do such an exaggerated thing as controlling the universe at will?

It seemed like they had just met the vice-principal for the first time today.

"Do not."

Chu Zihang said.

"It's the power of ritual and matrix."

The vice-principal used some unknown alchemy technology to do such an exaggerated thing.

Even so, it is terrifying for a vice-principal to possess such knowledge.

"What is he doing?"

Caesar said.

The religious people laughed.

"Don't you understand yet?"

"We are restoring this universe to its original appearance!"

"I say so, Caesar."

The cult seems to be in a good mood.

Also, their dream is about to be fulfilled, so it's no wonder they are in a bad mood.

"You have read a lot of books about the Far East recently. I wonder if you have heard of this saying. It is said that those who know the current affairs are heroes. Now that the gods are about to return, accept your fate and return to the embrace of the gods. This is the most important thing for you at the moment. Excellent choice.”

"What is the original appearance of the universe?"

"Tsk, you are so stubborn."

Said the religious man.

"No way, who calls you Caesar?"

These words struck Caesar's mind; they sounded familiar to him.

For a moment I couldn't remember who it was.

The man's voice had been processed so that Caesar couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman, old or young.

But this sentence was inexplicably familiar to Caesar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

Is it someone I know? Caesar thought.

"Forget it, let's talk to you again."

Said the religious man.

"Have you ever heard of the Big Bang?"

"Of course, you must have heard of this."

"Scientists have been studying for a long time, establishing a Big Bang model, trying to unify the four fundamental forces, and trying to model the universe before the Big Bang."

"They're actually very lucky."

"Because from today on, they don't have to work anymore."

"They will see the universe as it was before the Big Bang."

Caesar heard this and said.

"You mean, the Big Bang is real."

"of course it's true."

Caesar is silent. It’s not that he doesn’t understand modern science. There are many schools of thought regarding the origin of the universe. Although the Big Bang is widely circulated, it is only a hypothesis.

"Yes, Caesar."

Said the religious man.

"Have you ever wondered why there was a big explosion?"

Caesar wanted to say that the infinite collapse of the singularity triggered the Big Bang and gave birth to infinite matter, energy, time and space.

He didn't say.

Caesar felt that the guy from the opposite religion would give an answer he couldn't think of.

Sure enough, the guy from the God Sect spoke.

It seemed like he had no intention of getting Caesar's answer.

"It's very simple."

He said.

"The big bang was, of course, because of the war."

"Is the Big Bang caused by war?"

Caesar said.

Chu Zihang looked back.

This was the second time Chu Zihang heard similar remarks.

"if not?"

The cultist on the other side asked back.

"How many war records have you read?"

"Since the invention of gunpowder, how many explosions have there been on the battlefield?"

"The last war that engulfed the world ended not because of those two incomparable bombs."

"Tsk, tsk, humans, they really spare no effort in the field of self-destruction."

"To a certain extent, all military strategists, weapons designers, and soldiers are artists."

“After all, what could be more beautiful than self-destruction?”

The person opposite laughed.

"Okay, let's get back to the big bang."

"I think you must have had such doubts, Caesar."

"The universe, or rather the starry sky, is so strange."

"The speed of light is too slow."

Compared with the scale of the universe, it takes 138 billion years for light to travel from this part of the universe to the other end.

"Don't you think this is weird?"

"If the universe is compared to a human body, it is equivalent to a person kicking an iron block with his foot. Only at the moment of his death can he feel the pain from his toes."

"Such a person is almost in a vegetative state, or in other words, what is the difference between him and a dead person."

"So, Caesar, you must believe."

"The universe is a corpse."

"The stars are the disordered neural signals of a corpse."

"And what we do is restore the universe to its full glory."

"Have you ever heard of Pangea?"

"The theory of continental drift is derived from the original appearance of our planet. Eurasia, Africa, and the Americas were all one."

“The whole world is a complete continent and an endless ocean surrounding it.”

"Caesar, this statement is half correct."

"Do you know where he went wrong?"

Said the religious man.

“It’s not just the continents and oceans that are drifting and broken.”

"So is the starry sky."

"The starry sky is also broken."

"And we want to restore the starry sky to its original appearance."

The four Caesars saw the moving stars gathered together. They were centered on the planet, divided from the inside out, and layered on top of each other.

Caesar spun slowly in a circle.

The two girls saw the whole starry sky through Caesar.

"turn out to be."

Nono sighed.

"The geocentric theory is true."

"The universe is a corpse."

Caesar said.

"The starry sky is an illusion."

"What you said is true."

"Return to the gods, then."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Very well, Caesar, I saw you right."

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero."

Said the religious man.

"We originally prepared that honorable position for you, but now, there is a better choice in front of you."

"You're in a really good spot right now."

"Takamagahara, the Tomb of the Emperor, and the Ritual of the White King's Resurrection."

Caesar felt like the guy was almost singing and dancing.

"good, very good, excellent."

"Caesar, listen."

He said.

"You are the product of our careful cultivation, the most perfect creation."

Caesar suppressed the urge to vomit and hummed.

"Correct."

"You have to have confidence in yourself."

"You know, confidence is very important."

"The so-called dragons are just defective products. All dragons, including the four monarchs and even the Black King, have fatal weaknesses."

"That's their spirit."

"Even the spiritual will of mortals may surpass the dragons. In the field of spiritual will, the dragons are destined to be weak."

"Not to mention you, Caesar."

"You know what, Caesar?"

"We knew from the moment you were born, from the moment you came into the world, that you were the one we wanted."

"Your spirit is so perfect."

"You have all the virtues a king should have."

"Of course, it's still a little short of that."

"How can the king lack strength?"

"The Dragon Clan is the gift we prepared for you."

"Absorb the dragons, use their corpses as seats, and ascend to your supreme throne."

"Now, you have a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity before you."

He was so excited that his voice almost trembled.

"Eat the White King."

"Yes, that's right."

"Eat the White King."

"As long as you eat the White King, you will be able to sublime. This is the sublimation of the supreme glory. You will have a place among the gods in the future."

"There is no need for psychological burden. Of course, I believe that with your magnanimity, Caesar, emotions such as psychological burden should not exist."

"But I have to say, if, if you have any psychological burden, no need to."

"You probably guessed it."

"The dragons are the vessels for the return of the gods, and the gods will be reborn on the corpses of the dragons."

Caesar's expression changed.

"The Dragon Clan is the vessel for the return of the gods?"

"Exactly."

said the man.

"But this moment in time is special. The gods have returned and are about to return."

"It's a very vague point in time."

"The eyes of the three goddesses of destiny are temporarily gone."

"No one knows what will happen in the future."

"This is always the case at the transition of times."

"Fate is a mess."

"This is the best time for us to take action."

"If you usurp the position of the White King now, you will be the new White King. When the times change, you will be able to replace the original one and sublimate into a true god."

"And he is the Lord God."

"What an honor."

"One certificate will last forever, one will last forever. From now on, you will be a god. You will be one of the most noble beings in the next era."

"Even in the next reincarnation, you will be qualified to compete for the position of the Black King. From the God Age to the Dragon Age, you can even become the master of the Dragon Age."

Caesar was now certain that the guy opposite must have been dancing.

Can the position of Black King be contested?

he thinks.

The world that Caesar has lived in for more than twenty years and that he has been accustomed to is now presented to Caesar in a completely unfamiliar way to him.

Interesting, Caesar thought.

"So, what exactly do I do?"

"It's very simple, just enter the Emperor's Tomb."

"Also, don't forget to close the door to the Emperor's Tomb."

"By the way, kill the troublesome untouchable next to you."

Caesar glanced at Chu Zihang.

Caesar couldn't help laughing.

This was the first time he heard someone call Chu Zihang a pariah.

However, with this way of speaking, Caesar could probably determine the identity of the guy opposite.

"I see."

Caesar said.

"very good."

Said the religious man.

"Go ahead."

So Caesar said to Chu Zihang.

"Come, let's open this door again.,"

Caesar smiled and inserted his finger into the gap of the emperor's tomb gate. Nono was shocked. The gate of the emperor's tomb was so terrifying. Even the legendary alchemical weapons such as Dictado and Murasame could not withstand it, let alone Caesar's fingers of flesh and blood. .

But the imagined scene of bloody and broken fingers did not happen.

Caesar actually held the gate of the emperor's tomb alive.

Chu Zihang was thoughtful, so he followed suit and lifted it up as well.

The door to the Emperor's Tomb, which was about to be closed, was lifted slightly by them.

"How is this going."

Nono said.

She really couldn't understand. Could it be that Caesar and Chu Zihang had secretly practiced Lu Mingfei's body-training techniques and had trained their flesh and blood bodies to a level beyond alchemy weapons?

It's not impossible.

But it doesn’t make sense logically.

If this is the case, if your bodies are so strong, why would you use Dictado or Murasame?

The enemy has finally knocked off your weapons after all the hard work, and he is overjoyed. He thinks that you can easily squeeze him when facing an unarmed person.

Then you hit him with a fist and interrupted the unparalleled magic weapon he finally obtained after falling off the cliff and sinking into the deep pool.

You said with a laugh.

"Unexpectedly, my fist is harder than my sword!"

At this time, what else can the enemy do besides saying "crazy"? What else can he do?

"Hey, I said."

Caesar said in the spiritual link of Padmasambhava.

"Don't just watch."

"oh oh."

Nono said.

She and Zero quickly activated the Lotus Flower Technique.

"what."

Nono exclaimed.

She finally realized what was going on.

"I see."

Nono laughed.

This time the Lotus Flower Technique was different from the previous ones. It did not act on Caesar and Chu Zihang to bless them, but directly acted on the gate of the Emperor's Tomb.

It's an amazing feeling.

It was as if Nuonuo and Ling had completely descended on Gao Tianyuan through the Lotus Flower Technique, and together with Caesar Chu Zihang, they tried to open the door to the emperor's tomb.

"How is this going?"

Nono said. "It's the spirit."

Caesar said.

"Spiritual will is the key to the emperor's tomb."

"However, we probably can't open this door."

"Just tell him not to close it."

Caesar explained in a few words, and the three people present understood it. Needless to say, Chu Zihang and Ling, even though Nono looked like this, she was also an top student who got A's in all subjects.

As the four of them worked together, the door to the Emperor's Tomb was slowly opened.

They vaguely heard a roar coming from the Emperor's tomb.

Obviously, this is the White King.

At the same time, they discovered that the pattern of the starry sky had changed.

Some stars are out of position.

The starry sky that originally tended to be unified and harmonious became wrinkled and rippled like pebbles falling on a calm lake.

With Zi Qi's figure, the vice-principal seemed to be casting his gaze in their direction.

If it wasn't allowed, Caesar would have wanted to give him a middle finger.

"What are you doing!"

"Stop it, stop it, stop it!"

"What the hell are you doing!"

The cult guy roared in Caesar's ears.

"strangeness."

Caesar said.

"You can't see what I'm doing?"

"Of course I do what I'm supposed to do."

Caesar said.

"I'm saving the world, old guy."

The voice of the cultist suddenly became cold.

"What did you say."

"Still pretending?"

Caesar said.

"You know, this kind of game is really boring."

"It's so stupid to hide your identity or something."

"Don't you think you are disguising well now?"

Caesar said.

"Elder Alpha."

The cult’s communications were quiet for a while.

Is it so difficult to accept reality? Caesar thought in disappointment.

Are you still trying to make excuses?

If you really want to quibble, it's really, really ugly.

Caesar would be ashamed to have the same blood as this guy.

The so-called Alpha Elder is the ancestor of the Gattuso family.

It sounds quite similar to the three nobles of the Sheqi family.

After the death of the three nobles of the eight Sheqi families, their soul fire lingered in the emperor's tomb waiting for possible completion in the future.

Gattuso's ancestors were the same, but they used different techniques. They put themselves into the life support equipment, which was a coffin-like box. The old man's shriveled body was floating in the nutrient solution. Caesar once visited Pompeii. Or should we say an audience, a building like an ancient Roman parliament, with a coffin placed in each seat, and the elders were arranged in order from Alpha to Beta.

They were awakened early by the awakening procedure. In the nutrient solution, they opened their eyes and looked at Pompeii and Caesar.

Pompeii, who looked like a fool with a sunny smile, and Caesar, who was silent, walked in the forest of steles composed of life support devices.

Caesar felt like a soldier being reviewed.

No, it would be more appropriate to say that they are selected goods.

Gattuso's elders looked at him kindly, and what Caesar saw in their eyes was satisfaction. This should have been a joy, and being recognized by the elders should be a joy no matter what.

But Caesar felt nothing but coldness in his heart.

That chamber is so cold.

After leaving, Pompeo asked him what he thought of the House.

"Awful."

Caesar said at the time.

Pompey laughed.

"It's normal, it's normal."

"Only a guy like Frost could salute respectfully and write sonnets of praise."

"To be honest, I feel terrible too."

said Pompeii, shrugging his shoulders.

"Believe me, Caesar, no matter who sees the rotting and smelly corpses in the cemetery that should have been buried in the ground, they are sitting on the ground leaning against their tombstones, blinking and using their smelly mouths to teach What are you talking about, the fine traditions of the family?"

"Everyone would feel terrible."

said Pompeii.

"The dead must lie in the ground obediently. Caesar, listen, the ancestors who cannot speak or move are the good ancestors."

For many years after that, Caesar occasionally recalled the experience of going to the Senate for the first time with Pompey. Caesar could never recall Pompey's face at the end.

When he said that the dead should lie on the ground, was Pompeii smiling or expressionless?

Caesar always felt that Pompeii should have a blank face.

He clearly felt the murderous intent in Pompeii's words.

There is such a thing as murderous intent in this world. Caesar was determined at a very young age. It was his father Pompey who taught him this.

But as time passes and the lake freezes and thaws, Caesar begins to have doubts.

Killing intent?

He could hardly imagine such a thing in Pompeii.

Perhaps the theory that there was some kind of aphrodisiac in Pompeii was more reliable than murderous aura.

Pompeii was a man who slept with 365 girls 366 days a year.

Although Caesar didn't want to admit it, it was true that Pompey once proudly showed off to his son, Caesar, telling the story of him and a pair of Russian twins.

Caesar really wanted to block this guy's mouth at that time.

Therefore, it is difficult for Caesar to imagine Pompeii looking expressionless and exuding murderous intent.

Slowly, the day in Caesar's memory became Pompeii smiling and saying those words.

This is consistent with Caesar's impression of Pompeii.

However, Pompeii smiled and said "dead people should lie on the ground", no matter what, it felt more scary than him with an expressionless face.

Caesar finally understood that, after all, such words should not have come from Pompeii's mouth. He was so murderous that he seemed to rush into the House of Representatives with a knife and kill the old guys one by one in the next second.

But you are Pompeii, shouldn't you end up with a girl's heart?

Caesar went to the House of Representatives several times over the years, speaking to the elders on behalf of his unreliable father. It seemed that he was more willing to see Caesar than the elders of Pompeii, but Caesar did not think so. What Pompeii said when he walked out of the House of Representatives , Caesar always thinks of it again and again.

Caesar even began to be confused. Slowly, Caesar thought that the person who said those words was not Pompey, but himself.

Until one day, Caesar had a dream. He dreamed that he would be himself a hundred years later, shriveled up into a mummy, lingering on his last breath, filled with jars and put in life support equipment, and placed in the same seat in the House of Representatives, looking at Gattuso's The younger generation walks in from the door.

That was his son, or grandson.

Like a mummy, he looked intently at Gattuso's successor.

Here Caesar woke up with a start.

This is a nightmare.

Caesar clearly remembered all the details of the dream.

Caesar suddenly understood why he was so disgusted when he went to the Senate for the first time to meet the elders.

He also understood what the elders' eyes meant when they looked at him.

That's greed.

The greed for young life of a poor man who is so old that he can only survive on life-support equipment.

Pompeii's words rang out again.

"The dead should lie in their graves."

This time, it was Caesar's own voice that spoke.

Caesar was shocked.

It turned out that he was talking and mumbling.

…………

"Playing dead?"

Caesar said.

"Silence is of no use."

"How could I have forgotten your voice."

"Although you disguised yourself, changed your voice, changed your speaking speed, and pretended to be someone else."

"But there's no way I can't mistake the rotten smell in every word of yours."

"Admit it, Elder Alpha."

Caesar heard laughter on the other side.

The dry laughter on the other side removed the disguise. Indeed, it was the laughter of Elder Alpha in Caesar's impression.

"It is indeed the final masterpiece of the Gattuso family."

"Caesar."

"You really know how to surprise people."

"Yes, that's right, it's me."

Elder Alpha said.

"Your ancestor, Little Caesar."

"No, no, please don't."

Caesar laughed.

He paused.

"Okay, you know, it's true that you are my ancestor, it's blood, but."

"I have to do this."

Caesar said.

"Fuck you, motherfucker."

Caesar smiled.

"I hope you can still be satisfied with me, the greatest masterpiece of the Gattuso family."

Caesar heard Nono's laughter. If he could, he believed that Nono would really roll on the floor with laughter holding his belly.

"That's a good scolding."

Teacher Nono commented.

"But the emotion is not enough, it's lacking, and your pronunciation is too professional. Kaiser, I guess you must have learned it from a black rapper in Manhattan."

"Swearing, or swearing, should be done casually, not too dogmatic or too professional. You can add my contact information later and I will give you free advice."

At the same time, Caesar heard the heavy breathing of Elder Alpha.

Caesar was satisfied.

Of course, he rarely curses people and lacks experience in this area, but if the target is a guy like Elder Alpha, Caesar's level will definitely be enough.

Elder Alpha has been the leader for too long. He is the real master of the Gattuso family. The nominal head of the family, Pompeii, runs around the world all day long doing nothing. The reason he did not die in a woman's belly is because Pompeii's blood is strong and he is really in charge. Frost is just a manager, and he is always in the hands of Gattuso's old immortals.

Frost often wondered whether his playboy brother had seen through the truth of Gattuso's power game, so he put aside his position as the head of the family and started sowing seeds all over the world.

All in all, Elder Alpha has been in power for too long and is used to being aloof, accustomed to honor and etiquette. Caesar is the first person in half a century to have such unscrupulous swear words at him.

"Watch your identity!"

Elder Alpha said.

"Caesar."

"it's a pity."

Caesar said.

"I thought I could make you mad to death."

"Sure enough, I still don't have the skills to curse people well."

Elder Alpha gasped again.

At least I can breathe again.

"Caesar, you don't have to use these silly tricks."

"Don't get angry like a child."

"Let's be practical."

"Why are you willing to accept your fate?"

"impossible."

Caesar said.

"Okay, Caesar."

Elder Alpha said.

"I don't have time to bargain with you.]"

"Tell me what you want as long as you are willing to become the White King."

"That woman from the Chen family."

"right."

"I can make the decision, she is your bride."

Caesar laughed almost angrily.

"Etc., etc."

"What do you think I am?"

"Is it possible for a child to be distracted by a piece of candy?"

"so!"

It could be heard that Elder Alpha was obviously suppressing his anger.

"What on earth do you want!"

Purple air surged in the sky, and the positions of the stars were disordered. They seemed to feel the anger of the one in the sky. The former vice-principal was so prestigious.

"Caesar, now is not the time for you to fool around."

Elder Alpha panicked.

“Whatever you want, just ask, there’s a way to solve it.”

"I can't figure it out."

"real."

"I really can't figure it out."

Caesar said.

"In your eyes, what am I?"

"Are there any conditions?"

"Do you think that everything in this world can be traded?"

"Isn't it?"

Elder Alpha said.