Facing [Mountain Hermit] in person, the feeling is completely different from the pixel projection of the simulator.
It is over two meters tall, in the shape of a mummy wrapped in strips of cloth, but it does not have the proud posture of opening its arms to receive worship like the previous [Guanling Immortal Platform].
This [hermit] sat quietly on a stone, playing a bow harp, holding a stone wine glass in his third hand, his arm drooping, as if toasting to the visitor Lu Yao.
It also has a ring behind it.
Only then did Lu Yao see clearly that the hermit's ring was an exoskeleton that grew out of his back, perhaps similar to horns and armor. This skeleton formed a wide-rimmed ring that looked like a fairy. The divine light behind the Buddha.
The face of the stone statue is also wrapped in bandages, and the outline of the nose, eyes, mouth and ears can be vaguely seen, similar to that of humans.
Its arms are long and thin, with broad palms and five long and powerful fingers. One hand is enough to wrap its own head.
Lu Yao touched the hermit's forearm.
It feels rough and cold to the touch, no different from ordinary stone, and there is really no sign that it has the power to destroy the world.
Lu Yao looked at the scarab with the body of the Pharaoh: "You said, Anubis's godhood comes from it?"
The Scarab replied: "Yes, Lord Yao. Lord [The Hidden One] is a very special and ancient existence. He has given Lord Anubis divine power and wisdom. In the eyes of Lord Anubis, [The Hidden One] The Lord is like a father."
"But Lord Anubis also said that [The Hidden One] is not a god, but a fake person, who looks like a human but not a human."
Not the holder of God’s divinity?
Lu Yao asked it: "Is it the Spirit Clan?"
"I don't know. [The Hidden One] has existed for a long time, and all I know are the fragments of words Lord Anubis once said."
The scarab thought for a while, and its whiskers twitched: "The most well-known spiritual tribes are the dragons and giants... maybe the [hermits] are one of the minorities."
Lu Yao stared at the three-armed man playing the harp in front of him and activated his [Yesterday Reappearance] ability.
…
In a daze, he suddenly found himself inside a stone statue.
[The Hermit] was playing the harp, and the gentle sound was right next to his ears.
Lu Yao gained the perspective of a recluse.
But this is just a kind of possession, which can only be seen and sensed, but cannot be controlled.
When the Hermit was there, Dog City was not full of yellow sand. Dense flowers and plants grew in the soil, and various birds jumped and circled on the towering trees.
There is a lively scene all around.
[The Hermit] looked at a little black jackal at his feet, and said in a relaxed tone: "Anubis, I have been targeted by them, and it won't be long before they find it... so I'd better let him Let me tell you something."
He raised his third hand and tapped the jackal's forehead with his index finger.
There was a flash of confusion in Jackal's eyes, and then he seemed to understand something again, and his eyes became much smarter.
"Death sometimes does not mean the end. Some people live just for the completion of the moment of death."
"You don't need to understand these things, just remember them. If you still can't understand them, it's not necessarily a bad thing. It means you will have a lot less troubles."
[The Hidden One] is talking to himself.
"Want this?"
As if by magic, he grabbed the air with his third hand, holding a shiny transparent gem between his index finger and thumb.
But Lu Yao could see clearly that it was a godhead.
The jackal suddenly became energetic and looked forward to it. It rubbed around the hermit's bandaged legs, hoping to be fed.
"This is fake, just a trick."
[The Hidden One] The godhead in his hand disappeared without a trace.
The jackal's ears suddenly drooped and he looked a little listless.
"be patient."
He said: "Patience is a virtue, that's why companionship is so expensive and luxurious... There is probably nothing eternal in this world. Everything will disappear, the stars in the sky will fall, and the rivers on the earth will dry up."
The jackal licked his third hand.
"It's okay, I'm not sad."
[The Hermit] said softly: "I raised a dragon. Did you know? Dragons cannot be raised. They are a strictly controlled species and are very dangerous in themselves."
"I secretly raised dragons for many years. One day, I was caught by them, and they banished me for many years."
Lu Yao immediately thought of hell. Another name for the demons is [Exiles].
It seems that [The Hidden One] is most likely an Eldar. He dares to keep pets as well as dragons, which shows that he ranks very high among the Eldar.
"What saddens me the most is not that I was banished, but that I was punished because of my dragon. It deliberately attracted other people. It hates me."
"It has been with me for many years. According to the rules of this world, it is about five epochs. From the initial wariness and hostility, to the gradual indifference, to the ability to talk and recognize..."
"It's a pity that even these are fake."
The sound of [The Hidden One] is a little faster.
"The dragon has been waiting, waiting for the most critical moment, to give me the most fatal blow... I captured it on the battlefield, and it has been holding on to revenge, even if it was strangled and thrown into a cage, it
I also have to pay the price."
"Actually, I should have known all this. But I still have a sense of luck in my heart. What if, what if it is special, what if I am lucky, what if we are both willing to make some concessions and attempts?"
"Unfortunately, luck did not come to me."
He looked at the jackal at his feet: "After being exiled, I left my hometown and fell into the world here. It doesn't matter if I am missing anyway."
"I'm tired of endless construction and expansion. Everyone is full of unstoppable enthusiasm and ambition. Maybe it's because I was born with a disability. Without one hand, I always get tired and give up easily. Sometimes
I always think, forget it, just live casually."
"Then I...are you tired? Then go to sleep."
The screen is interrupted at this point.
…
[Hermit] Opened his eyes again, Lu Yao found that the surrounding scene suddenly changed.
He is in a city.
There are many large-scale buildings in this city. They are all made of square stone bricks of the same size, and they are tightly connected and integrated.
If you look closely, you will find that these buildings are an imitation or tribute to nature.
The largest number are pillars and towers shaped like trees, and then there are buildings that resemble various types of flowers and plants, some curled, some bifurcated, some winding spirals, or with flower buds on the top... There are also some crawling animal-like buildings.
It's like a real-life version of the pixel grid world, but it retains the geometric aesthetics of pyramid-like boulders.
In this deserted stone city, [The Hermit] is walking with the black jackal.
"What do you think of this?"
[The Hermit] said quite proudly: "I give every dead life a new life. If someone finds them, they should be able to save them. This is what I am best at."
Lu Yao glanced at the stone buildings around him - these things were all wonders.
[The Hidden Man] seems to have reproduced everything he has experienced in the past. This ability to [relive yesterday] is really incredible.
But he believes that he is only good at building wonders.
"not good."
[The Hermit] suddenly whispered, and with a touch of his palm, the jackal disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, dense black whirlpools appeared in the sky, and black human figures sank out of those whirlpools.
Lu Yao recognized it at a glance.
It's a soldier spirit.
It's all over the sky.
Lu Yao glanced around and found that most of them were elite first-class soldiers, as well as a large number of non-commissioned officers and lieutenants.
The leader was a bald giant with four eyes on his face, and he was followed by four school-level soldiers.
Thousands of soldiers and spirits came for the [Hermit].
The two sides started fighting directly without any dialogue.
[The Hidden Man] raised his hand, and the wonders on the ground all formed a special resonance with him. Wisps of light flow crisscrossed among the wonders on the ground, forming geometric loops like circuit board wires, and finally converged in [The Hidden Man]
On the body of the world.
Three-dimensional power grids rose from the ground, restraining and blocking the soldiers and spirits falling from the sky one by one. The leading troops of hundreds of soldiers and spirits suddenly fell into the quagmire of force and could not continue to approach the core target.
At this moment, shining black cross stars lit up in the sky.
The psychic bombing begins.
In the sky, a huge slowly rotating light wheel appeared behind the four-eyed giant. As the light wheel rotated, circles of red halo oozed out, dyeing the entire sky with blood.
This memory ended in a violent flash of light.
…
After Lu Yao regained his vision again, he found himself - or the "Hermit" - sitting on a big rock with black smoke coming out of his body.
He played the harp in his hand again, but this time the sound was a little out of tune and slow.
Gravel and sand are everywhere, and those ingenious and majestic stone buildings have been reduced to ruins. There are many large impact craters with circular edges on the ground. The entire earth seems to have been roasted by fire, with charred debris everywhere.
Slag and stone melted into glass.
The land was stripped away, and the edge was endless darkness.
There are irregular tear-shaped cracks all over the sky, and there are red and white flashes of light from time to time in the cracks.
The jackal pushed his head against the bandaged leg of [The Hermit] and howled uneasily.
"it's okay no problem."
[The Hermit] said tiredly: "I cut this place out and sent it into the void turbulence. They can't find it. But it's so tiring. I have to deal with them while completing the transformation and separation... This is being alone.
It’s the price one person has to pay.”
He touched the jackal's head: "Many years ago, I discovered a secret. When people gather together, the more people come together, the more powerful they become, and the more incredible things they can do."
"But at this time, we are no longer ourselves, but we think we want to do that... In fact, we are just driven by some subtle instinct to build, move, fight, and each other.
cooperate."
"Only by leaving the group can we return to the state of 'me'. That is the truest appearance of each of us, and we can know what we really want."
"Living in isolation from others shows off one's sharpness, drifts with the crowd, and cannot help oneself."
[The Hermit] fiddled with the strings in his hand and said softly: "Many people know this, but everyone will still survive in our way, because it is the safest and most powerful. We won't be in such a mess like I am now.
It’s unbearable and difficult to survive.”
"But I don't regret my choice."
"I'm tired of being silently controlled by instinct, I'm tired of wars and endless confrontations, I'm tired of taking everything for granted. I just want to hide in a hole where no one will come, and stay alone quietly."
He smiled: "But this is actually a luxury wish, and it's not that good, otherwise I wouldn't have tried to keep you by my side. Many years later, you may be grateful to me, or you may hate me,
Because I broke your simple life... Whether it's good or bad, no one can tell clearly."
"[Death Rattle]...I hope you won't use it."
"May you have a regretless and wonderful life course. Goodbye, Anubis, my friend."
【Hermit】The third hand raised the wine glass.
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
As if enveloped by some kind of power, his body quickly petrified and solidified, settling into its final appearance.
In the wine glass, several gods were shining brightly.