Chapter eight hundred and eighty seventh thinking produces danger
Only a few people can understand me, because most people are trapped in the minds of mortals and cannot see the future clearly, weigh the pros and cons, and make the best choice. I have the ability, so I must make a choice for them, even this
The choice is painful - no, stop! This is the stupidity and arrogance I have always abandoned - just like metabolism, Salomon chewed this idea over and over again and cleared it from his mind, failing to deal with it.
He has no influence at all. Even if he is a created tool with his own thoughts, even if he is enslaved by his own great ideals, he has always been wary of this kind of thinking affecting him.
For this reason, he needs to look at what he is doing from an outsider's perspective from time to time.
Although this makes him seem devoid of emotion when introspecting, this is the most important wisdom taught to him by the goddess of wisdom, rather than a great truth printed in books that is read by millions of people but no one understands. Until recently, he
After understanding the sentence "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility", even if he does not think the full content of this sentence, this does not prevent him from putting himself in the lowest position to examine himself, rather than standing in the clouds.
Looking down. If he doesn't stand up, then no one can, but that doesn't mean he can be superior to others and be indifferent when making decisions.
"Your cultivation has become even more refined, my disciple. Although spiritual cultivation is not that important to our school, it can actually affect our own environment and future situations." The Supreme Mage carefully said.
Observing Salomon's face, he came to a conclusion through facial divination. If we use Taoist terms, it is that "all the Qi of the whole body goes to the court, like a holy king who has established his capital and set up poles, holding jade and silk to conquer all nations." Huang Ting bloomed with light.
The prelude to the true meaning of the supreme method. After more than ten years of studying the occult method, he has returned to his innocent heart, which is pure, pure, and intelligent. His Holiness is very satisfied with Salomon's state - enlightenment only happens overnight, but it can be used throughout his life.
There is no doubt that this is Salomon's best one among the millions of possibilities, and it is also the one that is best integrated with the power of the stigmata. This shows that the Lord's choice and the price he paid were not in vain.
There was still insufficient light in the Zen room, and the precious incense that soothed the mind was wasted without anyone paying attention.
Karma Taj is one of the richest schools in the entire magical world.
"I'm glad that you can understand a lot of things on your own, even if it makes me look very useless as a teacher."
"Don't say that. Without you, I wouldn't know which dimension I would be drifting in right now!" Salomon made a face and behaved very childishly. He hasn't been so mischievous since he was twelve years old. "Because of what happened recently.
A character made me think about something and reflect on what I did." He said, "Although all the measures were optimal, I forgot the most important humanity in my heart, even if I may abandon it one day.
But for me now, human nature is still a very important emotion. But I will not let sympathy hinder me from making decisions, because I will only implement the optimal solution. I must resist for those who cannot resist, and fight for those who cannot.
Those who survive survive, even if they have to make sacrifices for it. Well, the sacrifices made by alien races should account for the majority, but this is also my purpose."
"Poor child, I don't want your soul to be damaged." The Venerable's face became a little ugly, "With a mortal mind, bearing all this is the most terrifying mental torture in the world, and you don't need to do it to this extent.
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"I think I can, teacher. You can't just give up without even trying, right?" Salomon picked up the honey and it became a little sticky. He drank the honey mixed with tea and water slowly, as if he was announcing his decision loudly.
It's as if the taste buds have died. "You should know that this is definitely not my style. What's more, isn't this also a kind of training in the world of mortals?"
"It seems that you are ready to take over Kama Taj and become the master of mankind." His Holiness said.
The exquisite hollow carved wooden door of the Zen room cannot stop the mottled figures outside the room from seeping into the room.
Under the sunshine on the plateau, the golden armor of the Praetorian Guards shined like a second sun, and the perfectly cut gemstones reflected thousands of rays of light. Constantine held a halberd with a cold and determined expression, watching silently.
Agents wearing black combat uniforms marked with the emblem of the Eternal City came and went, loading and unloading boxes of important supplies from the assault transport boats that landed in the square. Those Kamatai wearing robes of various colors representing different levels of cultivation.
The Ji secret mages were waiting aside, planning to slowly move these things into the Kama Taj dungeon for storage.
These agents were separately divided and managed by the Praetorian Guards, so in addition to the winged eagle emblem of the Eternal City, their armbands also had a shield and sword emblem, and were named the First Secret Regiment. Each of them
They are given the responsibility of handling dangerous magical items, their weapons and equipment are the most advanced and powerful available to mortals, and their brains are pre-conditioned to remain resilient in the face of horrific and monstrous human enemies.
Able to maintain courage. Their commander is named Andrew, who was promoted for his outstanding performance in the Battle of Finnbowent. The other agents under Andrew are also mortal soldiers who showed courage and loyalty in the Battle of Finnbowent.
The Guards monitor all actions and are ready to kill those who violate the rules at any time, because only he, the monarch, the Supreme Mage, and Baron Mordo know what the horrific items in these high-strength lockboxes are, and irrelevant personnel must not come into contact with them.
These things are all prepared in response to an event that may come.
Constantine knew very well how terrible the dark secrets hidden by his monarch were. Even the Praetorian Guards themselves were partly born from these dark ancient secrets, and that was just a small part of what his monarch showed him.
That's all. The monarch assured him that the Praetorian Guards would be the purest people in the world, because the Praetorian Guards shared his soul and strength and were armed by him with the strongest armor and sharpest weapons in the world. Constantine could
Taste the story of the armor on his body and the weapons he holds - the extraterrestrial ore that was smashed into the earth trillions of years ago was tempered and shaped in the stellar hellfire, the hammer was accompanied by profound spells and there are not many people in the universe.
Comprehensible technology forged the blade of the halberd. But his weapons were not only located in the tangible world, the weapons in the invisible world were equally astonishingly powerful.
He vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he lived among the snow-covered mountains, just like what he saw from a distance now, but then countless killing trials and near-death experiences on alien planets overshadowed this memory.
Like a black rock covered under heavy snow. He threw away this memory that gave him a headache - those memories were just plain water. His brain was modified to be able to abandon useless emotions. The modified eyes stared at the front.
The figures coming and going, guarding his monarch tenaciously, this is his only purpose after being torn, reorganized, constructed, improved, and sublimated, and it is also his eternal responsibility. The next assault transport boat will carry the ability to excavate
Rock equipment, and the next one is made of thick steel. The dungeon of this ancient temple will be transformed, and the witchcraft in the dark night and advanced technology will guard the monarch's secrets together, and the monarch's most cruel ideas will be deeply rooted in
Hidden under the thick rocks of the Himalayas.
Salomon was silent for a while and asked a question.
"Teacher, why don't you let me predict your...retirement method?"
"Don't be so tactful, you are asking about the date of my death." His Holiness shook his head expressionlessly. This is not the first time Salomon has asked, and it is certainly not the last time. "Because I don't want to torture you, my child, until I wait.
You will understand when that day comes, don't take any action. Don't think about this problem before then, the more you think about it, the more dangerous it will be."