"Hehehe, stupid, ridiculous, naive, childish." "Resurrection of the God" flashed in front of Wright, and with a voice so deep that it was almost as frightening as the red world around it, he mocked Wright and said:
"The fate of all people has been doomed since the Creator completed the creation of this world and this universe and fell into a deep sleep. Even though human beings can give full play to their creativity in some subtle and difficult-to-detect areas, they do not
You cannot change the big driving force. And you, Wright Sukra, no, actually I should call you 'Haibo', you are destined to serve the 'old gods'."
"Why?" Wright gritted his teeth and seemed to pop out a few words from the gaps in his mouth, saying: "Save me, but use me."
"Because, fate is a terrible thing that humans cannot understand, and even gods cannot fully understand." "Resurrection God" looked at a fool, curled his lips, raised his head, glanced at Wright and said:
"The Creator can control everything. You should know this basic common sense, right? If the Creator wants to destroy a person, then he will not suffer any pain, he will not experience any battle, and he will not even
If he notices it, his existence will be completely deleted, as if he has never been to this universe.
"Destiny drives you to become our 'servant'. In order for our 'Old God' to come back to this world that has been completely destroyed by humans, you must obey our orders. I think, Wright, you should not completely obey
your brain
, you should listen to your 'heart', what it is saying." "Resurrection of the Lost God" stretched out its right hand, which was rendered pitch black under the red illusion, and pressed down Wright's semi-mechanical heart that exuded azure light.
Whispering like a ghost:
"Do you really not hate the humans in this world? You didn't want to come to this world full of death, killing and monsters, but those evil humans from the Socra Committee did it without your knowledge and completely disagreed with it.
Under such circumstances, I forcibly summoned you with red magic power.
"But they never seem to tell you the truest situation. They just use you to run from battlefield to battlefield, and under the guidance of the big man named Brett, defeat or kill anyone who threatens them to create the so-called
Saboteurs of the 'Paradise' ceremony."
"What you said makes sense." Wright tried to follow his inner guidance and murmured.
"Recall, in Sokra, in Kofu, in Chekavsk, in the Silent Highlands, in the divine domain of the 'Daughter of the Mechanical Element', which battle came from your true heart?" "Resurrection of the Lost God"
His hands exuded the "brilliance" of darkness and "ancient power". He kept stroking Wright's heart, walked around behind Wright, hugged his chest, buried his head in Wright's neck, and whispered.
With an evil smile, he guided softly:
"I know you are not greedy, you are a just person, you have ideals, and you long for peace. But humans do not want this war to end. More than 120 years ago, the chief executive of Crusted
When facing the great victory of Budadi, Uya City and the Far East, David Rurik personally destroyed the formula of the 'Federal Special Potion', killed important officers involved in the war, and voluntarily evacuated the new control.
Major urban strongholds, causing all previous victories to fall short.
"You know, at that time, nearly ten million of the 'Heartless' people in Crusted had been wiped out. The remaining humans were expected to be injected with medicine to completely obtain antibodies to the 'Heartless Man virus', but David Rurik was afraid of peace.
The loss of power after its arrival has once again plunged mankind into an eternal night."
"Do you want to tell me... the despicable nature of human beings...?" Wright asked. He stared at the red sky in the distance and did not resist the action of "Resurrection of the Lost God".
"Resurrection of the Lost God" continued to hug Wright, letting out a childish laugh mixed with bitterness and anger, and replied in a voice that was still ethereal even if it was close to the ear:
"Isn't it? The creator of all disasters is never God. The entire universe and world are great works of art created by the Creator, just like the Church of Our Lady in Ptoia, the Cathedral of St. Ivan in Crusted, the Central Empire's
Just like the Temple of Moonrise, and the city of fire built by the Khitanris, no one would destroy all the wonderful and sacred things they have built with their own hands so frequently - except humans."
"Of course not...it's not like that..." Wright retorted, but his voice became weaker and weaker, and he became less and less confident. He lowered his head slightly and stared at the ground where the light green, red and khaki were superimposed, his lips moved, and finally he didn't
Say another word.
"Isn't it? Is this really your inner thought?" "Resurrection of the God" raised the corners of his mouth, with a smirk on his face, and reached out to touch Wright's semi-mechanical heart again, "Obviously, your 'heart' betrayed
It's your 'brain', and the hot 'burning liquid' doesn't stay in your heart, it's cold.
"A cold heart just shows the cold lies, just like the sea water under the endless ice ocean. If the entire universe is compared to a human body, then the Creator is the supreme but untouchable spirit,' the ancient gods
'We are consciousness, gods are flowing blood, stars are cells, and the planet we live on is an organ that never stops working."
"So, what about humans?"
"Yes, where are humans?" "Resurrection of the Lost God" sneered:
"Human beings are viruses. They have constantly tried to destroy this 'organ' with all their actions during their long lives. The core area of Putoa was deserted, so they went to pollute the 'central lake', and the air in the central empire was shrouded in smoke and dust.
They went to the extreme cold zone of Crusted to build an industrial city.
"The wolves of Aventlei were extinct, and they began to hunt the wolves of Khitanris. Even though their emperor successfully prevented the suffering of living beings, batches of primitive tribes were under the gunfire of the Ptoyans.
, fell in every corner of the originally beautiful, fertile, verdant and peaceful continent of 'Ptoa-Philiga'. Until, because of a stupid, arrogant and evil 'New Construction Plan', the world ushered in
A breather.”
"You are trying to explain to me that humans are evil and despicable, so I should not retain my identity with humans, but should fall into the arms of the 'old gods', accept the destiny, and become your 'servant'
', and then expel human beings and return the whole world to the 'ancient' dominated [order], right?" Wright suddenly turned around and stared at the pair of "Resurrection God" that gradually touched the pure blackness of the deep sea.
eye.
"Of course." "Resurrection of the God" was very excited about Wright's sudden change of opinion. He grabbed Wright's shoulders with trembling hands and responded in an excited tone:
"You are the [Order], and you were born to restore the [Order] of the world. Your profession will eventually surpass all the remaining 15 upper-level professions and become the leader of all professionals. When these real
The day the 'virus' disappears, you will also become a god.
"Even if the [Order] is a 'servant', he will become a 'servant' of the 'Creator', rather than a 'servant' of any inferior creature or god. As long as the 'ancient' comes back to the world, you can do whatever you want. This is also
The reason why I used the power of dragons and 'ancient' to resurrect you from the fire.
"Really?" A cold murderous intention flashed in Wright's eyes. "Resurrection of the God" noticed the drastic change in Wright's mood and tried to retreat, but it was too late.
Wright's right hand, which was condensed with rich red magic power, instantly penetrated his chest and took out the obsidian-black and cold heart belonging to the "Old God".
"Resurrection of the God" suddenly felt an unprecedented sharp pain that stimulated both his mind and body at the same time. He tried to scream, but he couldn't utter a single syllable.
He looked down and found that Wright's "Touch of Dark Enchantment" had pierced his throat, and the remaining tentacles locked his limbs tightly, preventing him from surging in this realm belonging to the "ancient gods".
It cannot activate any "ancient" energy and cannot use any "ancient" skills.
Seeing the dark blood overflowing uncontrollably from the mouth of the "Resurrection God", Wright walked up to the "ancient god", hugged his body that was gradually losing its vitality, and whispered:
"Since I am the [Order], and the 'ancient power' you represent has appeared in front of me, then I can 'do whatever I want'. You should know, but you have forgotten an important piece of information,"
Resurrection of lost gods'."
"Wha...what?" "Resurrection of the God" widened his eyes and stared at Wright with a look that was close to death.
"That is, the [Order] is not subject to any 'destiny' other than the will of the Creator. This is what His consciousness that slipped into my dream told me when I was sleeping in this 'red fantasy ruins'."
A deathly smile appeared on Wright's lips and he replied:
"The existence of [Order] should lead all living things to reconstruct [Order], return the entire world to its normal trajectory, and then lead all races that are lucky enough to gain 'wisdom' to break through the shackles of the planet and enter a deeper and broader world.
The beautiful universe helps the Creator explore the world He created.
"Actually, there are despicable parts among human beings, but there are also warriors who fight to the end regardless of everything, and great beings who are willing to give up everything for their ideals... Once upon a time, I met a young man who looked similar to you. His name was
'Wind' is a lost person."
"Lost...one?"
"That's right, it's the Lost Ones, the enemies of mankind." Wright raised his head slightly, staring at the terrifying red clouds that were slowly dispersing around him, and replied:
"He told me that he does not hate humans, he only hopes that the age of peace and the century of peace will come. Of course, on the streets of the human city, I promised him: I will rely on the [Order]
The power of the world will create a world that eliminates regional and racial differences. At that time, no one will rule and no one will be ruled. There will only be... 'people' who look up to the stars in the universe and live happily and peacefully on this planet.
"So, you know, fate cannot drive the [Order]. Likewise, the 'old gods' cannot enslave a...'heart' that yearns for peace and freedom."
After Wright finished speaking, he took away all the "Touch of Darkness" that bound the "Resurrection of the Lost God".
A few seconds later, as the body of the "Resurrection God" turned into black dust and disappeared from the place, the thick fog once again occupied all of Wright's sight, until it all dissipated, and the "raised" gun barrel appeared in front of him again.
, "Plamini's Sorrow" that fired a fatal ray at him.