About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

When those strange props appeared, there were a few boos and a little laughter.

Miz clenched her teeth, her face was bruised and bruised, and she said in a voice squeezed out from between her teeth: "Have you seen enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough, hahaha. I didn't expect you to like to play with this in private..."

"boom!"

A bolt of lightning struck at someone's feet.

The surrounding scenes disappeared in an instant. Meese glared at the man, looked up at Kisseros, and said coldly: "Can I leave?"

"Well, I'm sorry, Meese," Kyiseros spread his hands and winked a little further away, and several great mystics over there also moved out of the way.

"Hmph," Mis put away his staff, flicked his sleeves, and left in great displeasure.

And just when he was about to go out, he heard another shout from behind him: "Jie Ta, it can't be you..."

Click.

Meese closed the door with her backhand.

Looking back at the closed door, Mis let out a sigh of relief.

"Haha, I wish you luck in finding the person you are looking for," he said with a sarcastic face, "Otherwise, the Secret Sanctuary, haha, I'm afraid we should break up today."

277. [-]-in-[-] Ranch

Inside the Mystic Sanctuary.

Cool water drops slowly dripped from the freshly washed tableware.

Surrounded by hundreds of books, Yayin sat in Liu Ji's arms, flipping through thick books one after another.

Liu Ji casually flipped through the book on the ground on the right. It was a book about the descriptions of brave men. Compared with the incomplete diary left by Kaga, the descriptions of the brave men in the Secret Sanctuary were disgustingly detailed. Although To a certain extent, it can be read as a novel, but after all, Liu Ji has a special affection for the brave men. It seems that he is really depressed. Even if he wants to summarize useful information, he feels as if he is in a prison.

"Alas..." Liu Ji sighed unconsciously.

"You'd better stop reading. You can't find any useful information in those things," Yayin said. "After all, they are all old things..."

"Just read it, otherwise it's just idle time," Liu Ji shrugged, "But what do you want to study with so many books?"

"Some of the pieces at the corners of the puzzle," Yayin said, "involve a certain arcane magic, which is quite complicated..."

"Oh," Liu Ji nodded.

That's right, after all, this is the information here, and it's weird that it has nothing to do with arcane magic.

"Speaking of which, have you been studying that new spell for ten years?" Liu Ji asked, "The one based on Chinese transformation..."

"Yeah," Yayin agreed, "I told you, that language has great potential."

"Looks like the results are great?" Liu Ji asked.

"Why do you say that?" Yayin asked.

"Yeah, I was thinking just now, although you said it lightly," Liu Ji supported the ground, or rather, the wooden board on the top of the bookshelf, and looked at the entire Secret Sanctuary, "No matter how you think about it, the director of the Secret Sanctuary is , it’s impossible for them to leave this place to us.”

"That's not necessarily true," Yayin shrugged. "He has lived for more than 2000 years. It might just be a relief to leave this place to me."

"Then you can't just find someone to give it away," Liu Ji said with a smile.

"So?" Yayin turned around, "What do you want to say?"

"No, it's nothing, I just think..." Liu Ji took a deep breath, gently hugged Yayin's waist, and said softly, "Well... thank you."

"Thank you. Don't get me wrong. I didn't study this just for you." Yayin turned her head, but the weight of her back was naturally pressed on Liu Ji's chest.

"Then what are you doing for?" Liu Ji asked.

"For our future," Yayin replied.

"Isn't that the same?" Liu Ji asked doubtfully.

"It's different," Yayin shook her head slightly, "It's our business, no need to thank you."

"Ah, ha, wait for me here," Liu Ji smiled and scratched the tip of his nose, "Well, you're right, no need to thank you..."

"Instead of asking me..." Yayin looked at Liu Ji, "Do you actually have any plans that you haven't told us yet?"

"Ah?" Liu Ji was stunned for a moment, "No, no, isn't my plan very simple..."

"Collect mirrors, create a new world, cut off the connection between the two worlds, and abandon this world completely." Yayin put down the book in her hand, turned around in Liu Ji's arms, and leaned against Liu Ji with the front of her right shoulder. Ji looked up at him from the left side of his chest and whispered, "Then we will stay together in the new world for the rest of our lives, or we will become the gods of the new world, live forever, see all the vicissitudes of the world, and read all the prosperity of the world... "

"It's pretty good, isn't it?" Liu Ji said with a smile, "We only need the last two parts to complete it all, right?"

"Yes, how I wish that was the case," Yain murmured, "but...no, this is not your plan."

"Why not?" Liu Ji smiled bitterly, "Isn't this what we all pursue?"

"You know, you can't lie," Yayin said. "In other words, you don't want to lie to me. You may not realize it, but every time like this, your performance is really obvious."

"I...uh," Liu Ji scratched his head and was speechless for a moment.

"You told me too many things," Yayin put her forehead on Liu Ji's collarbone and sighed leisurely, "Have you forgotten what you said, what is your goal, God, right? …”

"Well," Liu Ji scratched his cheek.

"To be honest, I still haven't figured out how you are going to kill that illusory thing," Yain murmured, "But you have a plan, right?"

Liu Ji remained silent and did not speak.

"I've actually been thinking about a question. Could it be that all this is God's will?" Yayin raised her head and said.

"What do you mean?" Liu Ji asked confused.

"Disaster, brave men, tyrants, and the new world..." Ayin said softly, "You know, Lim told me one thing, God feeds on faith."

"He...he knows information about God?" Liu Ji immediately showed a shocked expression.

"It's not surprising, after all, it's him," Yayin said, "But even he can't see your future clearly..."

"Yes, yes," Liu Ji scratched his forehead.

"But that's not the point. I have a speculation about the entire world," Yain said. "You said before that this world is God's pasture, so have you ever thought about what God is grazing?"

"Faith..." Liu Ji frowned.

"If you think about it carefully, what did the brave men leave to the world?" Yayin raised her head and said, "Is the person carved on the magnificent statue of Kaga Holy City really Kaga himself? When Lim saved the world, What did the world say again? His prophecies were all 'oracles'. What would the Mysterious Sanctuary say before summoning the heroes? They received the 'oracle'. Even if these were put aside, why would the church control the whole world? 90.00% of the medical resources, and you can’t even see them taking any proactive actions..."

Liu Ji was stunned. He suddenly realized something. He opened the book at hand and scanned the contents quickly.

Yayin was not in a hurry, she leaned against Liu Ji and stared at the sky in a daze.

The more Liu Ji looked at the book, the more he frowned.

Sure enough, there was always a blind spot.

No matter which hero they are, there is the shadow of God behind them.

All their achievements will be attributed to miracles, while the Arcane Sanctuary, or another organization of arcaneists similar to the Arcane Sanctuary, has always been hidden in the dark.

Previously, in Liu Ji's consciousness, the existence of the Mysterious Sanctuary was the culprit of everything, and all the superficial rhetoric was subconsciously attributed to "superficial rhetoric" by him.

But he never thought that the real intention was hidden in this "surface rhetoric".

Whether it was the previous world or this world, no matter what the previous brave men were, their achievements were all attributed to the miracles brought by the oracle.

People will believe in a brave man in a short period of time, or people in a certain area will believe in a certain brave man for a long time, but only gods will remain in the hearts of everyone in the world forever.

However, Liu Ji still doesn't know what this so-called god looks like.

There are statues of gods everywhere, but they all seem more like ritual objects used for worship. No one has ever introduced that this statue is a god.

This obviously does not conform to Liu Ji's understanding of gods in his previous life.

Those gods born out of folklore and human imagination always have specific appearances, specific stories, myths and legends with human nature, or they are simply adapted from historical figures.

An abstract and vague god...

But just because it is abstract and vague, it makes people feel that there is actually something behind it.

"What the hell, living on faith, that is to say, is everything for faith?" Liu Ji's pupils trembled, and he suddenly remembered that the tyrant once said that everything he did was for the gods, and those who seemed to have been praying Those who are in a vegetative state, those so-called "people", those people who are valued extremely much by the tyrant, aren't they the most devout believers?

"This world is God's pasture, you said it, didn't you," Yayin said softly, "God created the world, God sent disasters, God called brave men, and the brave men saved the world in the name of God and harvested people's faith. , again and again, round after round, endless, every time people are about to forget the existence of gods, new disasters will come, and the oracle will save the world again..."

Liu Ji stared at Yayin blankly. At this moment, for some reason, all the hairs on his body stood up involuntarily.

"Hundred years, thousands of years, ten thousand years, the pollution of disasters and immortal braves continue to accumulate in the world, more and more, more and more chaotic, just like a river that has been thrown into too much waste and is eventually polluted," Ya Yin Qing narrated the words that were obviously conjectures but left Liu Ji unable to think of any loopholes. "When a world goes through tens of thousands of years, brave men begin to take action. When disasters are not enough under the collective actions of the brave men, Bringing destruction to people, when the gods can no longer gather faith easily, then unsolvable disasters will come..."

"Tyrant," Liu Ji swallowed, "he claims to be the messenger of God..."

"The invincible power, the strange army, advancing in an orderly manner, building the golden tower bit by bit, letting the blue forest grow over the entire world, completely eating away the world, turning it into an empty wasteland, draining it dry The last bit of value," Yayin said softly, "You said before that those things need some kind of nutrient solution to water them, right? Where do you think those nutrient solutions come from?"

Liu Ji looked at Ya Yin.

He thought about the people behind the wall in the spiral kennel who had been transformed until only hoses and remains were left.

He thought of the blood pool in the logistics factory that was half human and half hose.

He thought of the missing people.

"I think that the blue forest has a lifespan," Yayin said, "and it is short-lived. Otherwise, they only need this kind of thing, and their lifespan is actually the lifespan of this world. When the whole world is covered by blue forests, it may not take long before they all wither, and the world will completely become a drained waste. This is the mission of the tyrant, so he will not Anxious to kill the entire world quickly, for him, his original purpose is to slowly and slowly capture as many humans as possible so that they can continue to struggle and do their best to extend the life of the blue forest."

"So, the artifact that opened up the world is actually..." Liu Ji's pupils shook wildly.

"Ah, yes, why are there hidden utensils used to create a new world in a world? Why do they have no source, and even seem to be scattered all over the world from the beginning? Why do they seem to have never been successfully combined? What?" Yayin looked into Liu Ji's eyes and said, "All of this is part of grazing. If this pasture is abandoned, then God will naturally need a new pasture. Have you ever thought about it, maybe you want this thing to be used? The one who collected it was the god himself from the beginning?”

Liu Ji looked at Yayin, his eyes widened, his lips slightly parted. After being silent for a long time, he suddenly uttered two words: "Tulin..."

"Tulin? What is that?" Yayin asked doubtfully.

"A man," Liu Ji swallowed, "he led me to find part of the round mirror. Moreover, he seemed to know the location of each fragment very well, and he seemed to want me to collect these fragments... He , or No. 12 Wangqi..."

"Perhaps, he is not a king's knight," Yain said softly, "he is actually a messenger of God."

"This is all just speculation, right?" Liu Ji asked.

"Yes, it's just a guess," Yayin nodded.

Liu Ji held his forehead.

Angel...

If Túrin was another divine agent behind all this, it would really all make sense.

The tyrant, as the official messenger of God, destroyed the world, completely turning it into a cemetery full of blue forests, and turning the world into ruins. Then, even if the brave men are still alive, they are nothing more than dead people on a dry wasteland. Just a lonely ghost.

Tulin is the divine messenger in the dark. He seems to be the No. 12 King Cavalry, but in fact he is the driving force behind the creation of a new world. He chooses the right person to act in the dark and guides him to become the savior of the world and create a new world. world and bring hope to the future.

But in fact, he just created a brand new pasture...

Everything, from beginning to end, is God's will.

There is no such thing as a crazy tyrant.

There are no fun-seeking young men.

They are just two shepherd dogs following the sheep, but one has his tail up and the other has his tail down...

Is it really……

"No, that's not right, but this is too convoluted," Liu Ji shook his head, "Since there is a god, he can use more direct and convenient methods..."

"How do you know that he only has this pasture?" Yayin asked, "What if there are actually countless worlds that cycle like this? And the so-called tyrants are actually among these countless worlds. Are there countless of them?"

Liu Ji looked at Ya Yin blankly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

The illusory existence suddenly became more three-dimensional in his mind, but just a little more three-dimensionality made him feel the insignificance of standing under the vast starry sky.

"Do you really want to win?" Yayin looked directly into Liu Ji's eyes.

Liu Ji was silent for a long time, and finally whispered: "Actually, I never thought I could win..."

"No, we will win," Yayin smiled slightly, "Believe me, we have no chance of winning this one. Lim asked me to tell you something, this is a battle of gods."

278. Two-in-one towing, just drag hard

There are some things that the more you think about them, the more unclear they become.

In the end, maybe it's better not to think about it.

After all, in life, sometimes the choices in front of you are really not that abundant.