Sukob did not directly tell what the witch was, but told the prophet a story, a story that did not happen in this world, but on another distant land.
Sukob had no personal experience, and everything he knew came from another book.
"Our Story" written by Sidi Wang.
It sounds like.
It's like the name of an ordinary autobiography, or a fairy tale.
But the content of the story is cruel and bloody.
Even though Sukob was an Ewel who was left on the giant island of Ruh, he still felt inexplicably shocked after reading this story.
He knew that on another continent, the Aiweier people had a brilliant civilization.
But he didn't know that before reading this book.
How much did our ancestors sacrifice for the survival of Airville in exchange for everything we have now.
This kind of story finally ended up in books because of the records of King Sidi.
Except for these, except for these people in the record.
There are still so many stories that have not been written down, and how many people who cannot be remembered.
Sukob hopes.
More people can know and remember this.
With such emotions, the old snake man told the young prophet about the past of the Evel people.
The old man spoke very slowly, but because of this, people could understand the details more clearly.
"In order to avoid future troubles, Avraan made an eternal vow and fell into the abyss to become king."
"And Nia disappeared in the end, and the last thing everyone saw was her figure chasing the moonlight."
"King Sidi can't find her no matter what!"
"She may have died, or she may have left because she was heartbroken."
The old snake man told the young prophet.
"Nia!"
"It is the first witch in this world, the Moon Witch!"
After telling this story, Sukob looked at the book in his hand.
He sighed again.
"Words are such a great thing. Only by possessing them can we possess our past."
"With it, we have what we have now."
"And it will eventually run through our future."
To be precise, what Sukob said is not correct.
Because Nia failed in the end, she did not become a real witch.
But neither Sukob nor the prophet in front of him knew how Nia became a witch, so in their eyes, Nia did become a witch.
The blind female prophet has stood for a long time. The things in this story are really shocking.
In the story, there is the world outside the giant island of Ruhe, with winged people who only exist in legends; in the story, there is the origin of the abyss, in the story there are mortal heroes, and there are also fallen myths.
There are also two names in the story that she has heard of in the old papers.
These two names overlapped at this moment.
"The King of the Demonic Fire Abyss is actually the temple's chief priest, Avian, who led the Aiweier people out of the giant island of Ruhe."
When I heard about it for the first time, I just thought that the divine attendant named Yuanyuan was really a crazy person; he led a group of people to leave the giant island of Luhe to find a new world that was so ethereal that it might not even exist.
But now after hearing his later stories, I feel that the name Yuanfang is like a beautiful prophecy full of dreams.
But the final outcome destroyed all dreams and hopes.
The divine servant who pursued the distance eventually became the King of the Abyss and fell into darkness forever; the witch who looked back at the lighthouse of Ewell City could never return to her hometown.
The prophet could not imagine what they were going through when they made such a tragic decision.
They really gave their all for other Aiweier people.
"It turns out that the King of the Abyss was also a mortal in the beginning."
The King of the First Level Abyss, what a terrible and hateful name.
Now that I think about it, all that remains is sadness.
But thinking of Nia, the Moon Witch, the prophet couldn't help but ask Sukob again.
"How did Avian become the Demon King of the Abyss?"
"How did Nia become a witch?"
Sukob thought about it, and he could accurately remember every word in the book he had read.
"The book says that Avian read it from a secret book."
"It was also based on this book that they knew that the blind prophetess was an incomplete witch."
"but!"
"This autobiography of King Sidi does not record the name of this mysterious book, nor does it say its origin."
But Sukob probably knew some of the truth about the giant island of Ruhe, and knew that this giant island like a continent was actually carried by the gods under the ruler of life.
"prophet!"
"Everything you see is what God allows you to see."
"The god beneath whom life is governed."
"The reason why you can't become a real witch is because you haven't found a god who truly gives you power."
"The Lord of life has already arranged everything before he leaves this world."
"Including, the asylum you want."
"The master of life is so majestic. The master god has transcended everything and transcended this world."
The old man sighed and shook his head.
"He is too far away from this world to hear your calls and prayers."
The old snake man speaks very logically. He respects the gods very much and is pious to the God of truth and knowledge.
But as a favored person of the gods, Sukob knew the secrets of the gods and witnessed the battles between gods. He had his own views on the relationship between gods and mortals.
It was the first time the prophet heard such a statement, and she looked a little excited.
"Mr. Sukob!"
"Then do you know what kind of god it is that gives us the power of the prophet?"
"Even if it's just some speculation or hearing, that's fine."
Sukob shook his head.
He had heard some news, but that was all.
The names of those ancient beings, even knowing their existence is a curse.
And calling them is tantamount to embracing death.
"You need to find the answer yourself."
Having said everything he wanted to say, Sukob was ready to continue reading.
But when he finally picked up the book, he pointedly said a sentence from an ancient myth.
"The Lord of Life blew the trumpet, and the giant island of Ruhe appeared in the middle of the sea, and there was life and green between heaven and earth."
"prophet!"
"This continent was created by the master of life."
"He remains in the world and gives grace and shelter to mortals."
After hearing this, the prophet fell into deep thought.
It was dawn, and the rays of morning light fell on the city at the foot of the sacred mountain.
The winged demons guarding the temple were circling, but the fire demons on the sacred fire platform had restrained their power and fell into a deep sleep.
In the temple library.
Sukob blew out the lamp he had put aside and finished reading the books he wanted.
He put the book on the bookshelf and chose to leave.
The building is empty.
The guards of the temple came over and sealed the door to and from the library.
Not everyone can enter this library, and many of the classics inside are extremely rare and unique.
It involves generations of prophets, older tribal times.
Even in the era when the Mother of Snakes was still around.
Sukob quickly left Pance City with the Witch Spirit apprentices. As an Aiweier, he had made up his mind to stay away from this dispute. Everything had nothing to do with him.
He is not a savior, he is just a believer in God.
And in the Temple of Ten Thousand Snakes.
The blind female prophet came under the statue of the god. She raised her head and faced the golden statue of the god.
This statue was built by the Eweir people.
A long time ago, the people of the Ten Thousand Serpents' Court took away their idols and at the same time destroyed the faith of two generations of divine servants, Xiuben and Avian, who were from Aiweil.
The grievances and hatreds between Pans and the descendants of Aiweier reach their peak here and also draw a breaking point.
At that time, the King's Court of Ten Thousand Snakes destroyed the city of Evir, slaughtered the Evir people, and enslaved the Evir people.
And Shoeburn also killed the ancient King of Snakes, massacred a large number of soldiers of the King of Snakes, and even nearly destroyed the entire city of Pans.
Hundreds of years ago.
The Aiweier people face a crisis of their faith, and they cannot survive without the protection of their gods.
Now, the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court is also facing a similar problem.
They have no protection from God and no guidance from God.
The blind female prophet faced the idol and murmured in a low voice.
Just by listening to the whisper, I had no idea what she was saying or thinking.
"I can't see it!"
"I can't see anything!"
"Because you are too far away!"
The blind prophetess could see nothing and could only feel the infinite emptiness in her heart.
All her faith and all her prayers were in vain.
She could only stretch out her hand and raise it high.
The sun shines in through the window, and the golden statue reflects the brilliance; and the prophet's hand just holds this brilliance, feeling the warmth of the light.
She didn't dare to touch the statue, so that was all she could do.
It seems that through the afterglow of light, one can feel the divine glory.
"O Creator of life!"
"How much I want to hear your voice!"
"But... you are too far away from us."
Her expression was pious, but also bewildered.
"A God who is too majestic is beyond the reach of mortals."
The prophet already knows the legend and story of the witch, although he doesn't know what the mysterious book is, let alone the name of the god Sukob talks about.
But from Sukob's last hint, the witch probably understood what the other party wanted to say.
This world and the entire Ruhe Island were created by the gods under the Lord of Life.
She remembered an ancient legend.
legend.
There is an ancient passage in the city of Pans, which leads to the depths of the earth.
There is also the oldest altar in the world, on which is enshrined a bead that looks like an eye; this altar was once in the City of Life, but one day the Lord of Life hid it under the earth.
But so far, no one has ever found this place.——
In the wilderness.
Sukob and his party were leaving behind a dozen sail beasts, and the trailer pulled behind the beasts was loaded with cargo.
It is said that these sail beasts could not pull such a large carriage hundreds of years ago. It was a secret method passed down by a former knight leader of the Ten Thousand Serpents Temple, which can strengthen the physique of earth dragons and beasts.
This also makes these sail beasts become bigger and stronger.
This is also a place owned by the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court, surpassing Suinhor and the White Tower Alchemy Alliance.
therefore.
The beasts of burden and earth-walking dragons bred by the Ten Thousand Snakes Royal Court have always been the most sought-after items.
"I wonder what's going on in the wasteland?" In order to save the strength of the sail beast, most people walked and chatted.
"Everyone must have never imagined how many good things we bought this time." The wizard apprentices had just left Pans City, and the topic they talked about was still the situation in Pans City.
"Pance City is so prosperous and has everything." Some people were reluctant to leave.
"That's because you haven't been to the Fire Protection City of Suinhor and the White Tower City where the sun rises. That's called prosperity." The people on the side immediately talked about the two more prosperous cities, as if they had seen them with their own eyes.
of.
"Have you been there?" The other party immediately poked his weakness.
"I heard what others said." He didn't show any weakness.
As they talked, everyone talked about the recent rumors.
There was no laughter this time, everyone was much more serious.
"Did you hear that?"
"I know, there's another rebellion!"
"The Stone Demon tribe has rebelled, and everything in the east is in chaos. The Earth Dragoons have rushed to the center."
Although the people present live in the wasteland and belong to the fringes of the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court, they are at least part of the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court in name.
It is said.
Several territories in the eastern part of the royal court rebelled.
Several ancient tribes in the border territories immediately became ready to take action after the Royal Court suffered a disastrous defeat.
These tribes are usually suppressed by the royal court, and they are also the poorest places. In recent years, they have been dissatisfied with the royal court.
Plus.
It's almost winter.
So they gathered their troops and started burning, killing and looting the central part of the Ten Thousand Snakes Royal Court. The central area and the boundaries of the heart of the Ten Thousand Snakes Royal Court were completely different. Many of the residents and people here began to live a half-pastoral and half-farming life.
In other words, they simply gave up grazing.
This place has been very stable and stable for many years, and this situation was not expected at all. In addition, the Royal Court cannot deal with this chaos immediately; a large area of the Ten Thousand Snakes Royal Court near the east is completely rotten.
Although the apprentices of the witch spirits talked about this matter one by one, they were not too worried; because they were heading north and were unlikely to encounter these rebels.
And even if they encounter it, no random soldiers can deal with such a team of powerful people.
but.
While the convoy was walking, there was sudden movement in the distance.
"Look!"
"What happened over there? Is it so chaotic?"
"They seem to be killing people? Are they robbers?"
"It can't be some rebel tribes in the east, right?"
On his way back, Sukobu encountered a group of scrawny but vicious thugs.
Sukob looked from a distance and could see that one group of people had finished killing another group of people.
These people saw Sukob's convoy from a distance, which was gathering towards them.
A convoy loaded with goods looks like a caravan, and such a caravan attracts them like a big piece of fat in their eyes.
"kill!"
"Rob...rob them."
"Kill them and take everything."
But they obviously didn't expect that this was not an ordinary caravan, but a group of powerful people.
As soon as they came, they shouted a few times,
Oncoming were several rays of divine magic.
Several witch spirits killed the leading thugs with weapons, and the group dispersed in fear.
"It is the Powerful One!"
"Divinity!"
"Run quickly!"
A wizard spirit grabbed a few people, asked them something, and then walked towards the direction of Sukob.
Sukob asked him.
"what happened?"
Wu Ling replied: "They are a group of refugees from the southwest, said to be led by Lance."
Sukob frowned: "What happened to Lance?"
This is already the true heart of the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court, not far from Lunar Eclipse City.
Being close to the south, the climate is warm, and it can already be called a prosperous land.
Where did these refugees come from?
The wizard replied: "Famine!"
"It is said that the lord of Lance Territory imposed taxes during the famine, and someone rebelled. Although the lord suppressed the rebellion, he himself was seriously injured and died."
"The problem of famine has not been solved, but it has caused complete chaos in the southwest."
"The rioters were burning, killing and looting everywhere. The nobles and lords did not dare to move when they saw the scale. They closed the city gates one by one and blocked the castle so that they did not dare to come out."
"I heard from this group of people that they also killed some nobles on the way who had not had time to hide in the castle and the city. It seems that there is indeed a lot of chaos there."
"Thousands of people fled towards the central part of the Royal Court, heading towards Pans City. Only here can we have the materials and food to feed them."
Wu Ling shook his head: "It's completely chaotic. I wonder what these nobles are doing?"
Sukob did not speak. The location of Lance Territory on the map appeared in his mind, and the place turned red.
He could probably guess that it had become a purgatory on earth.
He looked at several bodies lying on the ground.
In the distance, there were more bodies lying on the road.
Next along the way.
There are no fewer such sights.
These people who are fleeing are said to be refugees, but in fact they can also be called robbers. Gu Ji
People who have reached the end of their road will naturally not talk about etiquette, morality, or sympathy with others.
All they want is to try their best to survive.
What they did was to kill and plunder everything.
Without order, humans are no different from beasts.
These fleeing refugees continued to gather on the road, and groups of people looted and slaughtered everyone who passed by on the road.
There was no grass growing wherever they passed, and it was not uncommon for people to eat people.
This is not the first time this has happened.
The lords were very experienced, which gave them the confidence to impose exorbitant amounts of money.
In the middle of the royal court, the lords and nobles who used to make a living by herding all built their own castles after imitating Suinhor and the Land of the Rising Sun, and imitated the great nobles of Pens City to live the so-called upper class life.
When encountering such a scene, immediately close the city gates, let the tragedy happen in the world, and wait for the royal court's army to come to suppress the rebellion; in such a central area, the royal court will never allow real chaos.
According to their experience, as long as some people die, things will get better later.
At that time, they can stand up openly and deal with the next situation.
The snakemen on the herding plains are like crops. After one crop is cut, there will be another crop.
The cutting is continuous, no need to worry at all.
But Sukob felt that it would be difficult for these noble lords to survive this time as before.
The situation this time.
Completely different from before.
Sukob shook his head: "What General Dark Moon said may be true. This country has become a corpse."
The convoy set off again and encountered the bodies of many dead people on the road.
They will also be buried on the spot.
When encountering a bandit again, a divine light warning will be released. Basically, no bandit will dare to actually rob the powerful person.
The chaos along the way shocked the Wuling students who were leaving the wasteland for the first time.
After all, under the leadership of Sukob, the once poor wasteland could be regarded as a small stable and prosperous place, although it could not be considered rich and prosperous.
The student asked Sukob: "Why do people kill each other?"
This is a big proposition.
Sukob can be regarded as a wise man, but in such an era, he can only see what he sees and explain this problem from his own perspective.
"There are many reasons!"
"Because of the conflict between races, such as the descendants of Ewell and the descendants of Pans."
"Because of the conflict of beliefs, such as the city-state of Suinhor and the court of the king of snakes."
"Because of the conflict of interests, it's like the Leize Kingdom and the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court."
When talking about this, Sukobu said one more thing.
"The King of Snakes wanted to plunder the resources of the Leize Kingdom through war to solve internal problems, but he failed."
Sukob's students looked at the emaciated corpses buried among them.
"That!"
"What's this for?"
"They are of the same race, have the same faith, and have no interests at all."
Sukob: "This is the fundamental conflict!"
"Survive!"
Sukob's students are a little naive, as teenagers and children always are.
"Teacher Sukob!"
"Is there a world where all races can live together, where they can freely believe in different gods, and where everyone can survive?"
"There will be no killing, no war, and no famine."
Sukob smiled: "I guess!"
"Only God can build such a world!"
"But how can gods allow other gods to share their kingdom?"
Sukob thought of the battle between gods he had seen, but he didn't say a word.
"Even between gods, there is hatred and war."
The convoy kept moving forward, leaving this chaotic place.
Sukob looked back.
In his eyes, he saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of fire.
The war between the King of Ten Thousand Snakes and the Kingdom of Leize suffered a disastrous defeat, and the negative impact has just begun.
However, General Darkmoon's pursuit of power will not bring him the peak. He will face a situation that is even more difficult to control.
Sukob raised his head.
He vaguely saw the shadows of the gods floating in the sky.
One after another, stalwart figures appeared one after another, overlooking the world from above.——
A high mountain in the wilderness, with a small town at the foot of the mountain.
The mountain was hollowed out, and a complex dark underground palace was built inside.
The small town is inhabited by the families of the witch spirits, while the witch spirits live in the dark underground palace; because the experiments they usually conduct may be dangerous, the underground palace has strict measures to prevent such dangers from leaking out.
In the underground palace.
The wizards and spirits who believe in the God of Truth and Knowledge are performing huge and complex rituals.
Sukob stood in the center of the ritual formation and activated the ceremony.
He is breaking through the fourth level and becoming an apostle wizard.
The light flows along the lines in circles.
Sukob watched the ritual magic circle communicate with the dream world, forming a powerful spiritual pressure.
The wizard spirits held their breath involuntarily, and even couldn't help but want to take a few steps back.
The role of the other wizard spirits present is more to assist and witness. What is more important for breaking through the realm is this expensive, complex and huge ritual array.
Sukob said loudly.
"The master god who controls the dream world!"
"please allow me!"
"Borrow your power!"
Under pressure.
The Book of Witch Spirits emerged from Sukob's body.
The book is opened, the pages of truth are lifted.
That is a sacred temple.
It will almost leave the book at any time and appear in this world.
The pages of the book emitted the light of the curse seal, and several mysterious law symbols emerged from the palace.
Sukob's body melted directly, and it was wrapped in a ball of fluorescence.
That's his mythical blood.
The mythical blood in his body turned into fluorescence and continuously flowed out, finally flowing to the Book of Witch Spirits.
Divine blood, spirit, curse seal.
The three elements of wisdom and power were forcibly integrated into one body under the strong pressure of the ritual formation.
The Divine Grace Stone appeared.
The Divine Grace Stone melted and turned the Book of Witch Spirits into a mythical organ belonging to him.
Sukob felt that he had completely fallen into his own book of wizard spirits. He no longer existed outside, but lived in his own book.
This is a completely empty world, a world of information waiting to be filled.
Sukob stood inside the world in his book, looking at this blank and void world, feeling a little confused.
He is the first apostle witch spirit, and I have never known what the apostle realm of a witch spirit would be like before.
"Boom~"
Suddenly, he saw a strange river rushing in in the distance.
That's his memory.
His memory turned into a river, spreading out countless pictures, flowing out countless words, accompanied by various sounds.
But in the end, everything disappeared.
All these formed his body.
His true self.
He was projected from the Book of Witches and Spirits, his body was shaped by combining with the material world, and he reappeared in the real world.
Sukob felt that his power had undergone a qualitative change. He had previously been able to project divine spells and pages of truth through the records in the Book of Witches and Spirits.
But now, he can project a world in the book.
But currently, his book is blank.
Sukob is thinking.
"Blank book!"
"Do you want me to choose?"
"How should I compile my Book of Witch Spirits?"
at this time.
The dome of the underground palace hall depicts scenes about the kingdom of the God of Truth and Knowledge. At this moment, the sea above the painting surges.
Rays of light fell from high places and shone on Sukob's body.
Among the most painted cities.
Countless illusory and transparent shadows moved, and their voices passed through the void and were transmitted to the real world.
The sacred chanting sound appeared in my ears and appeared in the underground palace.
"The god of truth, the master of books and knowledge, the god of eternal reincarnation."
"O gods who sit in the temples of gods, great beings who listen to prayers and wishes."
"I long for your response, and I pray for your guidance."
"God!"
"Please listen..."
The voices of countless people overlapped, singing to the gods and saying different prayers.
With the repeated chanting of mantras and gods, an indescribable magnificence and great will descended on this place.
All the wizard spirits were so suppressed by the powerful pressure that they could not lift their heads, and they felt that all their strength was trembling.
The book of witch spirits within the body emerged, turning the pages restlessly.
They all know it.
God is watching here.
While looking at Sukobu who is breaking through the rank of apostle.
Everyone was lying on the ground, not daring to look up, but Sukob floated into the sky.
In the light.
Sukob's appearance gradually transformed into the form of a god.
He has become much younger.
He wasn't used to walking with his legs yet, but luckily a force kept him in the air and pushed him.
He walked into the paintings on the dome, and walked little by little into the sacred country and great city deep in the sea.
The loud sound still echoed in my ears.
"The god of truth, the master of books and knowledge, the god of eternal reincarnation."
He was led by the light to the City of Knowledge and looked up at the Door of Truth.
The door of truth opened, and a light and shadow appeared inside the door.
It was rare that this time it was the God of truth and knowledge who personally received him.
The light and shadow looked at him.
Sukob then prostrated himself on the ground and used the etiquette of meeting the gods: "The God of Truth and Knowledge."
"Your servant Sukob expresses the highest respect to you and is always listening to your will."
God of Truth and Knowledge: "Sukob!"
"You no longer need to call yourself a servant, from now on."
"You are my apostle, the apostle who pursues truth and knowledge."
Sukob did not refuse, he was accustomed to obeying any will of the gods.
"god!"
"Your Apostle Sukob reports to you."
Sukob lowered his head, knowing that God must have a new purpose when he summoned him.
He carefully waited for his next mission, the next oracle.
But this time, his god did not directly issue any decree.
Rather.
Asked him a question.
But this question caused Sukob to lose his mind and he was completely dumbfounded on the spot.
God said.
"Sukob!"
"If you can become a god."
"What kind of god do you want to be?"
Sukob's heart went blank. He was so shocked by this question that he did not make any move. He even felt that he had heard wrongly.
In other words, the gods were wrong.
But this feeling is itself a kind of blasphemy.
He could only say in panic.
"god!"
"I don't understand, what is your will?"
Although Sukob had heard the will of the gods before, he had also heard about some things.
But he has never thought about it, or he doesn't dare to think about it at all.
But now the gods proved to him that it was all true.
Asai, the god of truth and knowledge, then said: "I told you that the apostles are not the end."
"For when you become apostles, I will choose my followers from among my apostles."
Asai lowered his head, and behind the light and shadow that Sukob couldn't see clearly, his eyebrows raised with a smile.
"Don't you always pray to me and pray to me again and again, hoping that I can give you a response, hoping that God will create an ideal country for you?"
"Sukob!"
"If one day, you can respond as a god."
Asai paused, as if looking into Sukob's heart.
"You will choose..."
"What kind of god do you want to be?"
Sukob couldn't say a word and just knelt on the ground stupidly.
He didn't dare to answer, even if not answering was an offense in itself, he didn't dare to speak.
Asai spoke again.
"Sukob!"
"It seems that you are not ready for the future."
The god waved his hand.
The light disappeared, and Sukob felt like he was falling from the sky.
All the dust has settled, and the painting on the dome no longer fluctuates.
And Sukob also returned to the underground palace.
Sukob still kept his head raised, motionless, like a wax figure.
After a long time, he stood up.
He ignored the others and everyone's cheers, but walked out of the underground palace in a daze and came outside.
It is afternoon outside now, a very ordinary afternoon.
There were no visions and no rain; the sky was not sunny and a bit gloomy.
But on such an ordinary afternoon, Sukob, who thought he was ordinary and ordinary, was thinking about a problem that ordinary people would not dare to think about.
"Me, become a god?"
"A person like me?"
"Can I do that too?"
before.
He always raised his head and looked up at the temple of the gods.
He knew that was his final destination.
He is a believer in the gods. He does not need to think about anything, as long as he follows the will and guidance of the gods.
At this time, Sukob looked down the mountain and back to the world.
The words of God came back to his ears again.
"Sukob!"
"If one day, you can respond as a god."
"What kind of god would you choose to be?"
When they were mortals, they always longed to pray to the gods to give them everything they wanted and to grant them all the beauty and happiness.