winter era

Chapter 130 The Hope of the Nobles (Part 0)
The scene suddenly became silent.

Seeing the evil and fanatical expression of the former bartender, even the nobles whose brains have been infected by chaos subconsciously felt a chill in their brains, trying to avoid the bartender's burning eyes.

They do want eternal life, but that is only on the premise that they still exist.When the self does not exist, then this eternal walking dead is also meaningless.Dealing with demons will always encounter such and other problems. No one can get enough benefits from those demons, and no one can really get anything from them.

Maybe the group of mages can do this, but the nobles are not mages, are they?They don't have enough power to guarantee that the demons will not break the contract.In fact, it is not unheard of to make deals with demons in history, but the end is more miserable and more painful than the other.Even if they want to live forever, they still have an unequal relationship in the face of death.Nothing is greater than the shadow of death, not even the temptation of immortality.This group of shrewd nobles will not put themselves in a dangerous place.Even if the soul needs this, they subconsciously look away.

Modric looked down at the group of nobles who wanted to say something but didn't say anything, and a cruel smile bloomed on his face.Of course he could clearly see the ugly emotions in the hearts of these nobles.The darkness surging there was not even inferior to the current him.However, this group of people is still a little too cautious, without any spirit of adventure.They seem to think that immortality is the best option if they just sit at home.

But everything must follow the most basic law, what kind of effort can get what kind of harvest.This group of nobles who were blinded by blood and glory completely ignored the price their ancestors paid on the battlefield, and just wanted to continue to enjoy their remaining glory like maggots.

Is something like this possible?Of course, as long as Modric and that gentleman are willing, this kind of thing is of course a trivial matter.But relatively, things that come so easily are not rare.So he decided to make a little noise.

"My compatriots, do you think that such a thing as eternal life can be obtained without paying any price?"

Modric stood on the podium and stared at these nobles with an 'angry' face, with irreplaceable disappointment in his fiery red eyes.It seems that I really feel sad and worthless for these compatriots, and let those nobles whose souls have begun to be polluted subconsciously feel the same sorrow and pain. At this moment, they seem to share the same heart, joy and sorrow together.

The deliberate sad temperament soon infected all the noble groups below.These nobles also began to reflect on their behavior subconsciously.The behavior of wanting to get something for nothing seems a bit too much?Even if you have to spend the effort to kill a chicken, it is indeed a little too much to sit at home and live forever without paying any price.Of course, they only admitted that it was a little too much, and it was a little embarrassing.

So at what cost?A certain amount of money?part of the soul?or something else?If it is too painful, the nobles are not sensitive.They don't like that kind of rough stuff.Modric naturally understood.

So he opened his palms and stretched out his arms to the nobles.

"Think about it, my people. What the demons really need are not those pompous things, but only one thing. From the beginning to the end, from the beginning of the record to the end, all they need is that one thing. Everything else is for It’s just a subsidiary product to set off the existence of that target. I believe my people will be able to recall what it is.”

A dark red flame lingered in the palm of his hand, and the slightly pungent sulfur smell began to permeate.Dark red scales gradually grew on the arms, the face also appeared dry and chapped, and the pupils stood up like snakes.

But that's enough.Judging from the rapid breathing of those nobles, this is what they need.

image?state?It doesn't matter what those things are.

In the face of eternal life, what are those things?It's just appearance, and this sacrifice can be made by anyone.What's more, Modric performed in person, and there was nothing abnormal about him when he was in a human state.Even because of this, it has a little more strange, strange charm that is burning like a flame.It's a gift.

So it's pretty obvious what exactly is needed.Demons need nothing else from ancient times to the present, what they need is always the fresh soul of human beings.But the point is, no one wants to give their soul.

"...That's what I said, but did you really pay that much?"

The nobles looked at the bartender who seemed to be burning in front of them in disbelief, and looked at the flame in the palm with a look of envy.But out of caution, this group of nobles still questioned the bartender suspiciously.

"Did you really give your soul? You sold your spirit to the devil as a gift, and exchanged your own free will for eternal life. This is nothing more than becoming a lackey of the devil, a walking dead. You really Are you willing to dedicate your soul to the devil? You gave up your eternal freedom just for eternal life?"

"Actually, I want to ask instead." Modric looked at the nobleman who spoke righteously but had twinkling eyes, with a playful smile on his face. "When did you determine that you are free? Don't we live under the shackles of the empire? We have morality, blood, language, self and many other shackles. When did you have the illusion that you are free? Human beings start from birth There is no freedom, not even once. Only the high-ranking mage has it."

Contemptuously stretched out his alienated palms to the group of nobles, cruelly revealing the fact they were least willing to face.Everyone present, even those central nobles in the royal capital, and even everyone in the world, are bound by the highest level, and all possibilities are restricted and can only be honestly in one place. stay.The so-called freedom is always contrasted.They are indeed happier than those farmers who have been bound in the fields for a lifetime.But how does it compare to the big guys who really stand out?What were their petty dreams?

The Imperial Mages, the Ring of Mages, compared with these true supreme beings, the dreams of the nobles are rotten and swollen like dead bodies in the ditch.They can't even imagine what the characters of that level really want to do, they just open up their own path step by step, making everything in the world surrender under their feet.

Facing such a huge existence, what can nobles do?Each of them can slaughter an entire city, destroying the glory of each of them overnight.The planes each of them own are larger than the sum of their territories, and their servants and lackeys can even manipulate the flow of the entire country.What can nobles do in front of this group that controls the world?They are just like weeds in the field, fighting for so-called freedom.

"The things we fight for are things that group of mages don't need, don't they? Do they care about this? Do they understand this? No, they just look down on everyone arrogantly and treat us like weeds and ants Look at it. Even for us not to trouble them, they specially made a report, which clearly tells us what we can do and what we can’t do. Do you feel free in this kind of life? No, I don’t feel it. I only feel my own life Like a canary in a prison, our lives are just for their viewing and hobbies, without even a single bit of real meaning.”

"In other words, we have long been bound by walls of inherent knowledge. Those artificially cast walls have become part of our common sense, and we cannot even admit this fact when confronted with supernatural forces. Because we The concept has long been manipulated by the mages and has become a part of their chessboard in the world."

"You bastard... shut up!" The old nobleman who had already realized what was happening looked at the young man in front of him in shock and anger, trembling with the white beard on his chin, his mind was shrouded in an inexplicable fear and panic.

Who is the recorder of history?It's a mage, an imperial mage group.Who is the usurper of the law?It's a mage, an imperial mage group.Who is the founder of the Outland Expeditionary Force?Still a mage, still an imperial mage group.Even sailing to find a new continent is still the work of the mages, and it is the plan of the mages.This world has long been corrupted by the mages, and everyone has accepted the education and plans of the mages as a matter of course, and then regards this as their own will.

What did the mages say?The mages never say or do anything, he just unfolds all possibilities in front of everyone, letting them choose their own path of freedom.Of course, whatever these people do is within the mage's plan.Even their reaction mages have figured it out, continuing their plans and steps step by step.

"And what do you think the essence of the soul is? Is it just a simple life being imprisoned?" Seeing everyone fell into silence, Modric, who had regained the right to speak, had a virus-like smile on his face again .

"We often think that the soul is itself, but in fact it is wrong. The soul has many parts and has many meanings. Even if your instinct is also a part of the soul, you only need to sacrifice part of the soul and use part of the function to exchange Eternal life. Just a little feeling, such as your sense of touch, taste, and even your perception of something can be sacrificed as a soul in exchange for eternal life. This is the deal of the demons."

"It's not so much a transaction, it's better to say it's a tax payment?" Ten non-human fingers overlapped, and Modric's face was slightly distorted into a dark color.It looked more and more weird in the dim surrounding environment.

"Delusion and the tax of eternal life. Money is something that needs to be compared to realize its value, so there must be something more solid than money, right? Then there is no doubt that it is the soul. Only a fresh soul, a beautiful soul Only then can we maintain eternal life. But we all know the principle of equivalent exchange, so we must pay a part of it to pay taxes."

"As the right to use eternal life." Modric's voice exploded in the hearts of the nobles like a muffled thunder.

"Don't you have dreams to realize? Don't you have hopes to realize? But you can't do it without enough life, and you can't do it without enough ability. So you need this power."

"In fact, the right to use this thing is quite simple. Pay some things you don't need at all in exchange for corresponding power. It's like paying taxes, you only need to pay a part of the delusions you don't need to realize your dreams. Desires, Extravagance, bad habits, these can all be paid out as part of the soul. You can even pay out all the negative products to become a perfect creature. This is not a difficult thing for demons."

Like a lover's whispering, the faces of all the nobles present suddenly became brighter.There is something called ambition unstoppably spreading in my heart.That violent emotion was as fast as a wildfire, sweeping away the original sense of fear and filling up the exhausted spirit in the blink of an eye.

"As far as I am concerned, I sacrificed lust and rage. Since I have become immortal, why should I learn from lower creatures to use reproduction to continue their bloodline? We ourselves are glory, and I myself am a living legend. Perfect The creature, the number one existence in the world, does not need sexual intercourse at all. The perfect creature does not need sexual intercourse!"

"So what do we have to do to live forever? What do we have to do to find that demon?!"

A nobleman who couldn't hold back stood up panting heavily, staring at Modric in front of him like a bull.

In the already red eyes flashed emotions that everyone was familiar with, that was a wild heart like a wild beast.What is pursued is the most primitive desire and power.To this end, he is willing to dedicate a part of himself to achieve the goal.

And most of the nobles present had the same crazy emotions as this nobleman.Their souls are filled with an ominous red light, which even makes their eyeballs turn red.In this dark night, it is more like a group of terrifying beasts waiting on the balcony to eat people, rather than some elegant internal gathering of nobles.

want to live.

The hearts of this group of nobles were screaming crazily.

Pursuing the eternal existence of this world is like pursuing the most perfect art in the world.They have reached the limit of their abilities, and only they can feel so hopeless and helpless in this world.So they need to use stimulation to motivate themselves, so that they can regenerate the meaning of life.

But when the option of eternal life appeared, the previous laments seemed so pale and powerless.All their sentimental spring and autumn are like the perception of poetry by a little star chasing girl, which makes people laugh.In the face of the magic power of immortality, any desire is nothingness.When you have eternal life, what can you not do?You can spend 200 years creating an industry of your own, or you can spend 4000 years creating an eternal empire.

It's entirely up to you to choose.

"Do you want to live forever? Do you want to be a perfect creature? The process is actually very simple."

Modric opened his arms on the podium like a savior, and said emotionally.A layer of hazy black mist gradually spread out from his body, as if another existence surged out of his body, and gradually condensed behind him.

All the nobles gasped excitedly, and pairs of demonic crimson lights stared at the gradually moving shadows in front of them.They are able to realize that the being in front of them is the one who controls their eternal destiny.Only that existence can bring them supreme joy and happiness, allowing their glory to be strengthened back and forth in infinite time to the peak that no one can imagine.

"Actually, that great demon lord is on my body."

Modric looked at all the excited nobles with a smile and said the answer as a matter of course.

"Please allow me to introduce to you, the great devil lurking in the shadows. Our gospel, the answer to the world's salvation, the unparalleled great devil, Gremli. Mr. Asachel. It is he who brought us eternal gospel."

Amid the expectant breathing of the nobles, a skeleton-like palm with only white bones stretched out from the dark mist, dragging out a body like a god of death.Two points of crimson light were lit on the head shrouded in black shadows, and light blue soul flames lingered on the withered body.Even just looking at the surrounding haze, there is an illusion that the soul is about to be extracted.That powerful force made all the nobles feel suffocated for a while.

Although it is not the same as the legendary flesh and blood demon that is full of flames and has a strong and powerful body, the body that emerges from the shadows is indeed a real supernatural power.No ordinary person in this world can do this, let alone a burning body made of dead bones.This can only show one thing, this is the great devil that Modric said.

It is the great devil, and it is also the supreme gospel for all the nobles present.The angel who brought them eternal joy and joy, really, the spokesperson of true freedom ten thousand times more holy than the so-called angels of the church.

"I am Asachel, your Gospel."

A voice without gender at all sounded indifferently in the minds of the nobles.

"There is only one reason why I came here from hell, and that is to collect your despair and give you hope. Desperate and dirty souls are my most precious treasures, so I will give you hope in return. "

"This is an equivalent exchange. You give me a soul, and I will give you eternal life. I swear by my real name to the world that all my actions are from the heart. The human beings in front of me only need to give My soul, then I will give these ephemeral species the real wealth. That is eternal, supreme, the glory that comes from life."

"The transaction is now established."

　I overslept orz, first put up [-] words, and the next [-] words will be given later.I'm really sorry everyone, but I will never break my promise, please believe me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)