"It sounds like, Talos, you seem to know a little about the grey?"
Soshiyan turned to look at the prophet.
"Can you tell me what you know?"
"I don't actually know what grey is-"
"Then tell me you see everything."
Talos whispered after a moment of silence:
“I don’t actually believe what I’m seeing.”
“Subspace is accustomed to manipulating lies.”
Soshiyan interrupted the other party.
"Although I only know that there is no truth in their mouths, unless the truth itself will cause greater damage, I still want to know what the A-space said to you?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
"That's what I'm so passionate about."
The two fell into a brief silence, and after a while, Talos spoke again.
"Soshiyan, what do you think of the gods."
"I have always believed that Gods are not real, and you should be clear about this."
"At its essence, they are both real and false, they are lies with self-awareness, and enjoy spreading fear among fools."
Talos looked at the cube and said in a gentle tone:
"They will do this, because they are a test of mankind themselves, test our will, test our determination."
Then he took off his helmet and a smile appeared on his pale face.
"You know this just as well."
"I only know one thing I've become increasingly impatient with the actions of some assholes trying to impose their twisted worldview on me these days."
"You are not willing to face the real reality."
"There is no God in the world, only us - those things are just concrete images that reflect the inner human heart. I want to hear your high opinions. Why do we have to put our noses into a pile of stinky spiritual shit and urine that emits a foul smell?"
Talos stared at Soshiyan's face for a while, then spoke:
"Are you asking questions or expressing your point of view?"
“Both are.”
Soshiyang also took off his helmet, then spat at the cube, clenched his fist, and then let go again, this action made the servo on the armature part make a low and dull sound.
"At the same time, neither of them is, in my opinion..."
He shook his head.
"I won't have anything to do with any God."
"The 'God' package you mean does not include...the Emperor?"
Facing Soshiyan's sight as if he could kill, Talos spread his hands.
"I have no intention of offending. I have experienced the era of emperors or mortals. But no matter what he was like before, he brought dark enlightenment to millions of worlds and was worshipped by them. The emperor is an absolute god to those who worship him."
"Why did you become a theologian?"
Talos snorted.
"How many times have we talked about this topic? You and I know it well. The education you have always received has told you something, which is undoubtedly a fact - but it is by no means the only fact. There are so many things in this world that can be called facts like the stars in the sky, but no matter what, facts are facts. Perhaps the gods are nothing in your eyes, but you are the same in the eyes of the gods."
When Soshiyang heard this, he seemed to be frozen in place. Talos smiled when he saw this.
"Ah, okay, I just want to tell you a guess about the gray graft, a guess about the deceased god... Do you know the Star God?"
"Star God?"
Soshiyang squeezed out this hoarse word from his teeth. For some reason, a feeling of disgust arose in his heart.
"I once saw an ancient text in an Aida ruin, you know that those things are everywhere in the eyes of fear, but the impression on me was very deep-"
There was an era in which the Ada Ling tribe was not driven by fear, nor was he worried about his own age and death because he was waiting for their terrible endings after death.
But at that time, they had more powerful enemies. The names of those enemies were Ingail, which was translated into Gaogothic, which was "Star God".
The spirits and their gods launched a war to attack Ingel. The immortals born from the stars who were eternally hungry and immortal, brought disaster to the Milky Way, and their men, the legion of sterling silver, the soulless followers, and the most elite warriors, opened up a burning path in the Milky Way.
After Tingtalos described this passage, Soshiyang already had a new look in his heart.
"I have also specially checked out archives about space undead, but they are all very vague, but... Veronica mentioned that they were once called the Deadly Fear, and they were not what they are now in ancient times."
"When it comes to the knowledge of the Star God, the Spirit race is indeed more. Maybe you can ask her again afterwards."
Soshiyang frowned slightly.
"She always likes to tell riddles."
Talos laughed strangely and said:
"This is how Ada acts, they are so stubborn and arrogant by nature, so I always recommend you tame her with a whip."
"Then you say... why does the Star God have something to do with gray graft?"
"Because as far as I know, the fear of the dead will become like this, and it will be like the power of the star god, or the curse... But for so many years, I have never seen your power at the level in any space necromancer, and the answer is obvious."
"Star God——"
Soshiyang lowered his head and thought about the term.
"It seems we have to start from here, so this cube—"
He raised his head and looked at the slowly rotating mysterious thing in front of him.
"It is likely to be related to the Star God."
"So what are you going to do?"
“Take it away.”
"this--"
Talos shook his head.
"Just because of the two of us, I'm afraid we won't be able to move away."
"I have to try."
Soshyan stretched out his hand toward the cube again, this time he used the power of gray.
Soon, the symbols on the cube began to flicker, and Soshiyang immediately activated the gray granule in his body to the extreme when he saw this.
Just as the runes on the cube were all lit up, a strong light suddenly burst out, and Talos had to raise his hand to block his eyes, while Soshiyang looked straight ahead.
Because this huge cube was opened like a disassembled Rubik's Cube!
He saw the truth inside the cube, he saw a gyration of flame monster, whose upper body was nearly human-shaped, and his lower body was spiral-shaped flame, and he seemed quite familiar with this-
What followed was the roar that shocked his soul.
Yes Frank! Yes Frank! Yes Frank!
A blank appeared in Soshiyang's mind.
Suddenly, the words unfolded in the darkness, extending into strings of syllables, jumping over the language and directly entering eternity.
But if you look closely, you will find that it is not a language, a language that humans can speak, or even a language that any creature can send.