Chapter nine hundred and fortieth traces of the past
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"It's a mess..."
Adil touched his head and couldn't help but feel a headache at this time.
How should I put it, with his current strength, there would be no problem no matter where he goes in the entire world sea.
The eighth level of the most powerful person, this title is not just talk.
In today's world sea, there is no other existence like him.
But even so, in this place, it will become troublesome once it gets entangled with the strongest people in the past.
Adil can be sure that even if the most powerful people in the past pass away, they will probably leave various traces in this world, and even leave behind various means to prepare for the future.
If Adir is inserted into it, it will undoubtedly become a bit troublesome.
Many unnecessary variables were added to his original plan.
But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't matter.
The purpose of this trip was originally to discover the secrets of the World Tree and find an opportunity to break through eternity.
It can be expected that this process will be very difficult, and even a powerful person like Adil may fall if he is not careful.
Before arriving here, Adil had already prepared for the worst and expected to face the most difficult situation.
The current degree of difficulty is actually nothing compared to the worst possible outcome.
Adil sighed softly in his heart, and this thought flashed through his mind.
Looking through the memories of these priests, Adil quickly noticed another important point.
These sages who were born in the past basically appeared quickly and then disappeared quickly.
Even the longest surviving one is no more than five hundred years old.
Such a short time, for these powerful people, is almost a blink of an eye, and it is nothing at all.
Why did these people leave? Where did they end up?
Adil couldn't help but have this doubt at this moment.
There is no doubt that the reason why these people came here is to obtain the eternal secret, and to find the legacy of the World Tree from this world to advance.
For this purpose, Adil believes that these people are as determined as him and will never leave easily no matter what circumstances they encounter.
If this is the case, then why do these people disappear so quickly?
This doubt arose in Adil's mind, and he couldn't help but think this way.
Come to think of it, there are some secrets that he doesn't know about in this world, which caused these powerful people in the past to behave like this.
The specific reasons for this will probably be experienced by Adier himself in the future.
This thought flashed through his mind, then he turned around and walked towards the main hall in front of him.
The temple in front of you was left by a sage named Element. The statue of the sage was repaired and displayed in it. It seems to have been there for many years.
In the memories of those priests, there seemed to be legends that the original sage was active in this area thousands of years ago, and even acted in this area himself.
Adil was very interested in this.
So, he did not leave immediately, but turned around and visited this place as an ordinary tourist.
He walked through the spacious hall and passed by the surrounding scenery. Finally, Adil stopped in front of a statue of a god.
The statue is very tall and carved from a unique blue jade. It is the image of an old man.
Looking at this statue of the god, Adier's face was calm. He looked at it quietly, but his face gradually became condensed.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that there was an inexplicable trace remaining on the statue, which vaguely gave him an unusual feeling.
It was the aura that belonged to the most powerful person. Although it was very faint now, it was still discovered by him and he felt it.
Things that the eighth-level most powerful person has come into contact with will leave a mark that will not fade away even after countless thousands of years.
And on the statue in front of him, the aura of the most powerful man from the beginning remained, which is still very clear to this day, allowing Adil to clearly feel the traces and the terrifying aura.
This most powerful man is no weaker than Adil at this moment, and even surpasses him by many in some aspects.
Even if the eighth level is the ultimate, it is theoretically enough to control all the power of laws in the world, but there is no doubt that different eighth level experts still have different emphasis.
In the field that the other party is good at, even if they are the same strongest people, they will be inferior. They cannot be exactly the same in every aspect.
"This kind of breath seems to be somewhat similar to that of the ancestor of wizards, but it seems to be different..."
Adil frowned, and after thinking for a moment, a thought flashed across his mind: "A wizard from the past?"
The aura of this powerful man named Element is very similar to that of the ancestor of wizards. The aura is very similar to that of a powerful man who was promoted from a wizard.
Most of them are related to the wizard system, and it is even possible that they are the most powerful ones promoted from wizards.
The relationship with the ancestor of the wizard is like the relationship between the purple girl and the ancestor king.
The bloodline road was created by the King of the Ancestors, and the world of the Ancestors was also opened by him.
The purple girl herself was born in the world of the ancestors, and practiced the path of blood, and finally became the most powerful person.
To some extent, this is an inheritance relationship.
However, despite this, this does not mean that latecomers will be weaker than previous pioneers.
The two sides are only partially similar in terms of their strength properties. Apart from that, other things aside, there is actually no difference in terms of strength alone.
The unknown powerful man in front of him is probably a powerful man who was promoted from a wizard in Adil.
The past years have buried too many things, and even in Adil's impression, there is no trace of this most powerful man.
I just don’t know how many people like this there are.
This thought flashed through Adil's mind, and then he turned around silently and left this place.
Time passes slowly.
In the early morning, the sun rises again and shines on the earth.
Everything gradually revives, making various sounds at this moment.
“To our Lord all things belong, the Lord of all, the God of gentleness and kindness…”
In a vast square, an old man stood there and preached loudly.
He was wearing a black robe, which looked a bit shabby, as if it had not been taken care of for a long time, and there were patches on it, making him look very downcast.
At this moment, he spoke loudly and spoke to the pedestrians around him.
The pedestrians around him just glanced at him and turned around to leave, with no intention of staying too long.
Mauro La was not surprised by this and was not discouraged at all.
He has been here for many years and has long been accustomed to this attitude of the people around him.
He stood there with a calm face, looking forward silently, and continued to speak loudly, promoting his own beliefs.
Time gradually passed, and before you knew it, the people around you dispersed. The originally lively crowd around you gradually dispersed, and now it has gradually become thinner.
But what is surprising is that after the crowd dispersed, there were still people standing there and never left.
He was a very handsome young man, dressed in white. He looked very good and looked particularly outstanding.
He stood there alone, unlike the others, he never left from the beginning to the end, just standing there, looking at Mauro La in front of him.
"Why don't you leave yet?"
Mauro La was a little surprised, so she smiled and asked softly: "Are you lost?"
The young man did not answer his question, but just smiled back and said, "Mr. Maurola..."
"Why are you giving speeches here day after day?"
"for what?"
Mauro La was stunned.
He is just an ordinary missionary. He has always been like this among countless people in the past and has never stopped.
However, in this world where sages are constantly born and real miracles are performed, his god has neither so-called miracles nor real feedback, so naturally people will not really believe it.
His preaching has always had little effect. Up to now, he has only managed to develop a few believers, which is nothing at all.
For many people, all his actions are just in vain.
The god he believed in and the faith he developed would disappear directly after his death, leaving no trace at all in this world.
In this world, only those ancient sages can truly exist, and those illusory gods are just entertainment products and are not recognized by people at all.
There may be some ancient missionaries who firmly believe in the existence of these gods, but more people will go to the churches left by the saints to pay homage to the saints in them.
"I once heard that only those who were saints during their lifetime can be elevated to gods after they leave this world."
Looking at Mauro La in front of him, the young man looked calm and said softly: "Then the god you believe in, whose predecessor is his sage?"
As soon as the words fell, Mauro La paused and was a little speechless.
The god he believed in certainly had no predecessor as a sage. Otherwise, he would not have had such difficulty in preaching and reached such a low level.
If the God he believed in was the incarnation of a certain saint after he left this world, then he would have already established a church to compete with those real churches.
But of course he couldn't say that in front of the young man in front of him.
"The predecessor of God is naturally a sage..."
Looking at the young man, he looked serious and said softly: "It's just that not every god will come to the world soon."
"The sage body of my god has not yet come to the earth at this moment."
"When he comes to the earth, all the churches of false gods will surrender under his feet."
His face was serious and he spoke so solemnly.
"Really?"
Looking at Laura's serious face, the young man couldn't help but smile.