Chapter 277 Falseness and truth, witchcraft inheritance
Buzz——
Sparks of wisdom that were so majestic and terrifying were controlled by Mu Cang and flowed through mysterious and unexplained channels into the ray of false spirituality deep in Vasak's soul.
With the support of so many sparks of wisdom, that ray of false spirituality also shone brightly.
At this moment, even the real spirituality pales in comparison.
"What I want to say is that your parents can't just name you Vasak without a specific surname."
Mu Cang looked at the decayed puppet in front of him and asked indifferently.
"Well……"
Vasak paused and hesitated slightly before saying, "My last name? My last name, I...is called Vasak."
After hearing this specious answer, Mu Cang did not continue to ask, but raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked again:
"So do you have subordinates? Or should I say, as the god of magic...do you belong to God?"
"Of course."
Vassago nodded naturally.
"Very well, just name them. Just name them."
"Well, their names are..."
Vasak paused again, and then he said with a confused look on his face, "Strange, why... I can't remember anything at once? I can't remember any of them."
"So do you have a wife and children?" Mu Cang interrupted him and asked.
"Yes, I have many divine concubines and many divine sons." Vasak sighed leisurely, with some nostalgia in his tone.
"So, where were they? Where were they living at that time?"
"They live in the core world of the country of Gendaya, which is also the world I created. My temple complex is also there."
"Very good, what kind of scenery is there around your temple? Mountains, rivers, forests, snow peaks, deserts, there will always be some, right?"
"Scenery..." Vasak's tone was vague, "I'm... not sure either."
"Well, then, what is the specific name of the core world you mentioned?"
"That core world, the core world... the core world is called... it's called..."
Vasak frowned and said hesitantly, "I... couldn't remember it for a moment. Maybe it's because this spiritual puppet is nearing the end of its life."
"Hmm, okay." Mu Cang rubbed his smooth chin with his slender palm, his expression noncommittal.
"You should care about your divine concubine and divine son, right?"
"Well, I'm more concerned about it. After all, he is the person closest to me."
Speaking of this, Vasak's eyes were filled with brilliance and he felt nostalgic.
"very good."
Mu Cang nodded, smiled and asked:
"So, what are the names of your divine concubines, just name them, and what are the names of your divine sons...?"
"Oh, my concubines... they... they..."
Vasak suddenly froze, looking at Mu Cang with a blank look in his eyes.
"As your descendants, you should remember the names of your divine sons, right?"
"I...I...I suddenly can't remember." Vasak looked at Mu Cang and replied blankly.
"Since your name is Vasak and there is no such thing as a surname, then you should remember your father and mother's names... right?"
"me……"
Vassago shook his head slowly without saying a word, but the confusion in his eyes became deeper and deeper.
"well."
Mu Cang walked up to him with his hands behind his back and sighed, "So when facing the attack of that evil god from another world, do you still remember that you and your relatives, friends and subordinates... said any words of encouragement or farewell?
"
"I……"
Vasak slowly lowered his head at some point, "I... don't remember much."
"So, do you really remember the decorations and scenes in your temple residence? Do you really remember the looks of your parents, concubine, son, mentor, and subordinates?"
Looking at the gray mist floating around, Mu Cang spoke calmly.
"...It seems...I seem to..."
Vasak raised his head and murmured, "I have always been... only familiar with this hall, my parents, the concubine, my son, and my temple... the memory is very vague."
"Yes, of course you are very immature, because you have never remembered it." Mu Cang said softly.
The next moment, he suddenly turned around and stared into Vasak's eyes, and said slowly:
"Vashak, you have been waiting in this empty and boring hall."
Mu Cang pointed to Mycenir, who was in deep sleep and still receiving the inheritance of witchcraft. "Waiting for his arrival."
"You don't have a last name."
"You don't have a concubine or a son."
Vasak's body softened and he fell back two steps: "How could it be... I... I am... the God of Magic! I am the three ancient myths of Gendaya!"
Mu Cang said in a low tone: "Yes, poor god of magic, sad ancient myth, you don't have parents or brothers and sisters."
"You don't have a family, you don't have...even smaller, real memories of your own."
"You haven't even walked out of the door of this hall since you were born, you haven't drank any fine wine, and you haven't experienced a complete life."
"By the way, do you know about wine?"
"I...I...I don't know."
Vassago frowned tightly and looked blankly into the depths of the distant hall.
Mu Cang approached him and said in a deep voice: "You have been here, waiting for Mycenir."
"You say you are the disciple of Gendaya's founding god, but you don't know his name or the name of your mentor.
You say you have many concubines and sons, but you also don’t know their names or their looks.
Haha, you know nothing about Vasak.
You are like a questioning machine. You just say whatever others ask you. Do you really have your own thoughts?
Is your existence real or false? No, it should be said...do you exist? Have you ever really existed?"
"I, I never existed?!" Vasak looked at Mu Cang with a cold face, "Then what am I now?"
"Haha." Mu Cang chuckled, "With your wisdom, you should be able to realize that all these are full of problems.
You are doubtful, confused, and frightened, but in the endless confusion you don’t know what you should doubt, doubt, or be frightened about.”
"Let me tell you the answer."
Mu Cang said softly, "You are just a silhouette in Mycenir's memory. You only know what he knows, and you will never know what he doesn't know.
You don't exist at all."
As soon as these words came out, Vasak's wooden body trembled.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion.
"I...I...are vain...have never existed."
Buzz——
Vassago's puppet body suddenly morphed into shape,
The surrounding scene was also upside down and chaotic, and fell into collapse in an instant.
In the midst of this collapse and chaos, Mu Cang could vaguely see the endless vast void outside the secret realm, which was also changing in brightness and darkness, becoming distant and illusive.
And in this terrible mutation, the false spirituality deep inside the body of Vasak, the wooden puppet, suddenly trembled, as if something was about to burst out, as if it was about to transform into something.
"Under extreme stimulation, the cognitive framework will waver and collapse."
"In this case, it is false..."
Mu Cang stared at Vasak closely, "Will the leopard become real?"
All he did was to test the limits of illusory life in the world of Yi Jing on a whim.
On the other hand, I just want to see if false spirituality can burst out a glimmer of truth in the midst of extreme thinking and self-doubt.
"Go ahead and jump, show me the jump."
But just as expectations arose in Mu Cang's heart, Vasak instantly shattered and exploded in front of his eyes. The soul inside him, and even the crazily trembling false spirituality deeper in the soul, also disappeared at the same moment.
Immediately afterwards, the entire hall, including Mycenir, who was sitting quietly and sleeping, the young child of the mythical beast outside the secret realm, and even the vast and distant void around it, also fell into complete collapse at the same moment.
"It's okay if it fails."
Just as this wave of collapse swept through the entire Yijing world, Mu Cang, who looked calm, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Snapped!
In an instant, all collapsed and destroyed and disappeared in an instant.
Chaos returns to order, brokenness returns to wholeness.
Everything goes back to the moment when Vassago taught the "Lazarus Scripture" to Myceniel.
"I will now pass on to you the supreme witchcraft of the Kingdom of Gendaya."
Vasak hit Mycenir right between the eyebrows with one finger.
In an instant, the latter became lucid, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to accept the inheritance.
This time, Mu Cang just watched the 'plot' quietly and did not intervene again.
After a long time.
Mycenir, who had absorbed all the inherited information, slowly opened his eyes and stood up straight from the dilapidated and pitted ground.
After accepting the inheritance of witchcraft, his witchcraft realm and the core of things and spells have not changed at all, and are still between the early stage and the middle stage of Morning Star.
However, the majestic magic power flowing rampantly in his body, as well as his soul and life essence, all experienced explosive transformations and leaps.
What's more important is that all kinds of ancient witchcraft that are either extremely powerful, unpredictable, or unparalleled suddenly appeared in his body and soul.
Among them are witchcraft that distorts time and space, witchcraft that transforms one's own magic power into vicious corrosive power, witchcraft that splits nine dragon heads into millions of snake heads, and witchcraft that controls the natural scene of water, fire, ice, and thunder.
There is witchcraft for unlimited times of resurrection from the dead, witchcraft for summoning all natural and earthly disasters, witchcraft for wantonly splitting and regenerating one's own soul, witchcraft for perceiving the cause-and-effect lines of all things, witchcraft for interfering with the fate of all beings, and
Witchcraft that impregnates all souls in the world and robs the soul of vitality, and even swallows up the consciousness of the world and replaces it...
Wait, wait, etc., to name a few.
Finally, there are three king-level witchcrafts that combine the above types of witchcraft and are built up through a series of complex processes, also known as the Witch King Ritual.
That is, the Pool of Lazarus, which can forcibly share (plunder) the life force and soul of all beings, the Eye of Atropos, which can observe all others who are causally connected to oneself, and Sisyphus, who can unite the malicious murderous thoughts of billions of creatures.
Sin Blade.
Similarly, when Mycenae acquired these witchcraft and rituals, Mu Cang also acquired these skills.
Exactly.
"Life is short, but knowledge lasts forever."
Vasak looked at Mycenir and said tiredly and old, "From now on, you will be the witness that the Gendaya people once existed in the world, and you will also be the founder of the country of Gendaya in the new era."
"I understand." Mycenir nodded slowly.
"well--"
Vassago raised his head and looked upward, the divine light in his glass eyeballs getting weaker and weaker.
But it seems that I can see further.
He seemed to see beyond the secret realm and see the vast black void.
Little bits of light flickered in his eyes.
"I really want to take a look at a more distant void area."
"Unfortunately, there is no time left."
The words stopped and the light in his eyes completely faded.
The puppet held by Vasak's remnant soul also suddenly shattered into countless fragments amidst the sound of kaka, shattering invisible.
After that, the dark and boundless ancient hall around them suddenly disappeared like a dreamy bubble.
Mycenir was also wrapped in a hazy white light and reappeared deep in the art gallery in the center of this secret realm.
But perhaps because of Vasak's death, the entire secret realm quickly came to an end.
Boom boom boom boom!
Earthquakes suddenly occurred in all directions.
Cities are collapsing, deserts are sinking, and the world is churning.
In a short period of time, the entire secret realm became unrecognizable.
"Damn it, why did the secret realm suddenly collapse? Let's leave quickly!"
Rex and his party, who had already left the city, cursed angrily and immediately accelerated their pace and hurried towards the edge of the secret realm further away.
Bang bang bang!
Boom boom boom!
The stratigraphic support structure of the secret realm completely collapsed, and the middle part suddenly sunk downwards.
The surrounding sea of sand swept across, completely submerging the remaining remains of the city.
The hazy wall of fog that enveloped this secret realm quickly disappeared.
Not long after Mycenir hurriedly and slowly escaped from the secret realm, the main body of the secret realm behind him, which was as huge as a continuous mountain, also collapsed and collapsed in the brilliant light, and instantly became invisible.
The great plain on the back of the mythical beast's cub.
Rex frowned and walked to the somewhat embarrassed Mycenir, wondering: "Why can't we find you after searching all over the city? Where are you? I thought you had to die here.
In the secret realm."
"well--"
Mycenir patted the dust on his body and sighed, "I was trapped by an incomplete ritual in the art gallery in the city center. It wasn't until the secret realm collapsed inexplicably that the ritual failed and I was able to escape."
"Ritual?" Rex's eyes lit up, "Did you find anything there?"
Mycenir shook his head with a look of disappointment: "Nothing, nothing."
"Well, we only found some ancient witchcraft books near the center of the city, and they are not of high value."
Rex grinned, looking over Mycenir's shoulder to the ruins of the secret realm that were gradually getting quieter behind him, and said leisurely: "But there are benefits to the destruction of the secret realm."
After that, raise your arms and spread your fingers.
stop!
A bloody bolt erupted from its palm, like a blood snake that filled the sky, suddenly penetrated a long distance and flew into the center of the ruins of the secret realm.
From it, a brilliant crystal stone that was half virtual and half real was suddenly pulled out.
Mu Cang, who was watching quietly from the side, immediately flashed his eyes: "It turned out to be an illusory crystal!"
