Su Kebu did not directly say what the witch is, but told the prophet a story, a story that did not happen in this world, but on another land far away.

Sukob didn't experience it himself, and everything he knew came from another book.

"Our Story" by Sidi Wang.

It sounds.

Like an ordinary autobiography, or the name of a fairy tale.

But the content of the story is cruel and bloody.

Even if Sukob was an Evil who was left on the giant island of Ruhe, after reading this story, he still felt shocked and inexplicable.

He knew that on another continent, the Evelians had a splendid civilization.

But he didn't know it before reading the book.

For the survival of Aiweier, the ancestors paid so much to get everything now.

This kind of story finally fell into the books because of the records of King Sidi.

Except for these, except for these people in the records.

How many stories have not fallen into the text, how many people cannot be remembered.

Sukob hoped.

There are more people who can know and remember these.

With such emotions, the old snake man told the young prophet about the past of the Evil people.

The rhythm of the old man's speech is very slow, but because of this, people can understand the details more clearly.

"In order to avoid future troubles forever, Afran swore an eternal oath to fall into the abyss and 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's the world's first witch, the Moon Witch!"

After telling the story, Sukob looked at the book in his hand.

He sighed again.

"What a great thing words are. With it, we have our past."

"With it, we have the present."

"And it will eventually run through our future."

To be precise, what Sukob said was not right.

Because Nia ultimately failed, she didn't 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, and the things in this story are really shocking.

In the story, there is the world outside the giant island of Ruhe, and there are winged people who only exist in legends; in the story, there are the origins of the abyss, in the story, there are mortal heroes, and there are also fallen myths.

There are also two names in the story, which she has heard in the pile of old papers.

These two names overlap at this moment.

"The king of the abyss layer of the demon fire is actually Yafuan, the chief **** servant of the temple who led the Evil people to leave Ruhe giant island."

When I heard about it for the first time, I thought that this God Servant named Yuan Fang was really a crazy person; he led a group of people to leave Ruhe Giant Island to find a new world that might not exist at all.

But now, hearing his later stories, I feel that the name Yuanfang is like a beautiful prophecy full of dreams.

But in the end, all dreams and hopes were destroyed.

The servant of the **** who pursued the distance finally became the king of the abyss and fell into the darkness forever; the witch who looked back at the lighthouse of Evil City could never return to her hometown.

The prophet couldn't imagine what was going on in their hearts when they made such a tragic decision.

They really gave everything for the sake of other Evelians.

"It turns out that the king of the abyss was also a mortal from the beginning."

The king of the first layer of the abyss, what a terrible and hateful name.

Thinking about it now, there is only sadness left.

But thinking of Nia, the Moon Witch, the Prophet couldn't help asking Sukob again.

"How did Avon become the Demon Lord of the Abyss?"

"How did Nia become a witch?"

Su Kebu recalled that he could accurately remember every word in the books he had read.

"The book says that Afran saw it from a hidden book."

"It is also based on this book that they know that the blind prophetess is 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 Su Kebu probably knew some truths about the giant island of Ruhe, and knew that this giant island like a state land was actually carried by the gods under the seat of the ruler of life.

"prophet!"

"All you see is what God allows you to see."

"Life rules the gods under your seat."

"You can't become real witches yet, because you haven't found the gods who really empower you."

"Before the master of life left this world, he had already arranged everything."

"Including, the asylum you want."

"The ruler of life is too great. The ruler **** 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 in a very orderly manner, he respects the gods very much, and he is also devout to the **** of truth and knowledge.

However, as a divinely favored person, Sukob, who knows the secrets of the gods and has witnessed the battle of the gods, has his own views on the relationship between gods and mortals.

The Prophet looked a little agitated when she heard this for the first time.

"Mr. Sukob!"

"Then do you know what kind of **** is it that gives us the power of a prophet?"

"Even if it's some speculation, or hearing it."

Sukob shook his head.

He had heard some news, but that was all.

The names of those ancient existences, even knowing their existence is a cursed thing.

And calling them is tantamount to embracing death.

"It's up to you to find the answer yourself."

Having said everything I wanted to say, Sukob was going to continue reading.

But when he finally picked up the book, he pointedly said a sentence from an ancient myth.

"The master of life blew the horn, and the giant island of Ruhe appeared in the middle of the sea, and there was life and green between the heaven and the earth."

"prophet!"

"This continent was created by the master of life."

"He stayed in the world, giving gifts and shelter to mortals."

After hearing this, the prophet fell into deep thought.

It was dawn, and the brilliance of the morning sun fell on the city at the foot of the sacred mountain.

The winged demons guarding the temple circled up, while the fire demons on the sacred fire platform restrained their strength and fell into a deep sleep.

In the temple library.

Su Kebu blew out the lamp that was set aside and finished reading the books he wanted.

He put the book in the bookshelf and chose to leave.

People go to the empty building.

The temple guards came over and sealed the door to the library.

Not everyone can enter this library, and many of the classics in it are extremely rare and rare copies.

Generations of prophets are involved, even older tribal ages.

Even when the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes was still alive.

Su Kebu quickly left Pence City with the witch spirit apprentices. As an Evelian, he has made up his mind to stay away from this dispute, and everything has 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, and she looked up at the golden statue.

This idol was built by the Evils.

A long time ago, the people of Ten Thousand Snake King's Court took away their **** statues, and at the same time destroyed the belief of the two generations of **** servants, Xiuboen and Afuan.

The grievances and hatred between Pence and the descendants of Aiweier reached its peak here and also drew a break point.

At that time, the Court of Ten Thousand Snakes destroyed the city of Aiweier, slaughtered the Aiweier people, and enslaved the Aiweier people.

And Xiuboen also killed the ancient King of Snakes, massacred a large number of soldiers of the King of Snakes, and even almost destroyed the entire city of Pans.

Hundreds of years ago.

The Evelians are facing a crisis of their faith, and they cannot survive without the protection of the gods.

Now, the Ten Thousand Snakes Court is also facing a similar problem.

They have no protection from God, no guidance from God.

Facing the statue, the blind prophetess murmured in a low voice.

Just listening to the whispers, I don't know what she is talking about, what she is thinking.

"I can't see it!"

"I can't see anything!"

"Because you are too far away!"

The blind prophetess could see nothing but the infinite emptiness inside her.

All her faith, all her prayers, fell to nothing.

She could only stretch out her hand and raise it high.

The sun shines through the window, and the golden statue reflects the light; and the prophet's hand just holds the light, feeling the warmth of the light.

She didn't dare to touch the statue, that's all she could do.

It seems that through the lingering rhyme of light, one can feel the holy glory of the gods.

"O Creator of life!"

"How much I miss, how I long to hear your voice!"

"But...you are too far away from us."

Her expression was devout, but also confused.

"Too great a god, mortals can't touch it."

The prophet already knew the legend and story of the witch, although he didn't know what the mysterious book was, let alone the name of the **** Sukob said.

But from Sukob's last hint, the witch probably understood what the other party wanted to say.

This world and the entire Ruhe giant island are created by the gods under the ruler of life,

She remembered an old legend.

legend.

There is an ancient passage in Pans City, which leads to the depths of the earth.

There is also the oldest altar in the world, on which a bead like an eye is enshrined; this altar used to be in the city of life, but one day the master of life hid it under the earth.

But so far, no one has found this place.

—

In the wilderness.

Su Kebu and his party are leaving with more than a dozen pack beasts, and the trailer behind the pack beasts is full of goods.

It is said that these sail beasts could not pull such a large carriage hundreds of years ago. It is some kind of secret method handed down by a former knight leader of the Temple of Ten Thousand Snakes, which can strengthen the physique of ground dragons and beasts.

This also made these sail beasts bigger and stronger.

This is also owned by the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court, surpassing Su Yinhor and the White Tower Alchemy Alliance.

therefore.

The pack beasts and ground dragons bred by the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court have always been the most sought-after things.

"I don't know what's going on in the wasteland?" In order to save the strength of the pack animals, most of the people were walking while chatting.

"You must have never imagined how many good things we bought this time." The witch spirit apprentices had just left Pence City, and the topic they were talking about was still the situation in Pence City.

"Pence City is so prosperous, it has everything." Someone was reluctant to leave.

"That's because you haven't been to Suinhor's Fire Protection City and the White Tower City in the Land of Sunrise, that's called prosperity." The people on the side immediately talked about the two more prosperous cities, as if they had seen it with their own eyes. of.

"Have you been there?" The other party immediately poked his weakness.

"I heard what others said." He did not show any weakness.

While talking, everyone talked about the latest rumors.

This time there was no laughter, everyone was much more serious.

"Have you heard?"

"I know, there is another rebellion!"

"The Stone Demon tribe has rebelled, everything in the east is in chaos, and the ground dragon cavalry has rushed to the middle."

Although the people present lived in the wilderness and belonged to the marginalized people of the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court, they were at least part of the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court in name.

It is said.

Several chieftains in the eastern part of the royal court rebelled.

Several ancient tribes in the border territory immediately became eager to move when the royal court suffered a disastrous defeat.

These tribes have been suppressed by the royal court on weekdays, 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 Snake King's Court. However, the core area in the central center of the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court was completely different from the border.

In other words, they gave up grazing directly.

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; the large area of ​​the Ten Thousand Snakes Royal Court near the east has been completely rotten.

Although the witch spirit apprentices talked about this matter one by one, they were not too worried; because they were heading to the north, they were unlikely to encounter these rebels.

And even if they encounter it, there is no chaotic soldier who can deal with such a team of powerful people.

but.

While the convoy was walking, there was a sudden movement in the distance.

"Look!"

"What happened over there, what a mess?"

"It seems to be killing people? Is it a robber?"

"Could it be the tribes who rebelled in the east?"

On the way back, Su Kebu met a group of skinny but vicious gangsters.

Looking from a distance, Su Kebu could see that one group of people had already killed another group of people.

These people saw Sukob's convoy from a distance and were gathering towards them.

A convoy full of goods looks like a caravan, and such a caravan attracts them like a big piece of fat in their eyes.

"kill!"

"Snatch...snatch them."

"Kill them and take everything."

But they obviously did not expect that this was not an ordinary caravan, but a group of powerful people.

As soon as they came, they yelled a few times,

What came oncoming were several rays of divine magic light.

Several witch spirits killed the leading murderers with weapons, and the group dispersed in fear.

"It's the one in power!"

"Divinity!"

"Run!"

A witch spirit grabbed a few people, asked something, and then walked towards Su Kebu.

Sukob asked him.

"what happened?"

Wu Ling replied: "It's a group of refugees from the southwest, they say they are from Lanceland."

Su Kebu frowned: "What happened to Lance?"

This place is already the true heartland of the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court, not far from Moon Eclipse City.

Close to the south, the climate is warm, and it can already be called a rich place.

Where did the refugees come from?

Wu Ling replied: "Famine!"

"It's said that the lord of Lanceland imposed taxes during the famine. Some people rebelled. Although the lord suppressed the rebellion, he was seriously injured and died."

"The problem of famine was not solved, but it made the southwest completely chaotic."

"The rioters burned, killed and looted everywhere. The nobles and lords did not dare to move when they saw the scale. They closed the city gates and blocked the castle one by one, not daring to come out."

"I heard from this group of people that they killed some nobles who hadn't had time to hide in the castle and the city on the way. It seems that there is indeed a lot of chaos there."

"Thousands of people fled towards the middle of the royal court and came towards Pence City. Only here can there be supplies and food to feed them."

Wu Ling shook his head: "It's completely messed up, I don't know what these nobles are doing?"

Su Kebu didn't speak, and the location of Lanceland on the map emerged in his mind, and this place turned red.

He can probably guess that there has become a purgatory on earth.

He looked at several corpses lying on the ground.

On the road in the distance, there were more corpses lying.

Next along the way.

This kind of scene will not be less.

And these fleeing people are said to be refugees, but in fact they can also be called robbers. Valley Chi

People who are at the end of the road will naturally not talk about etiquette and morality or sympathy with other people.

All they want is to do whatever they can to survive.

What they did was to wipe out all the massacres.

Without order, people are no different from beasts.

These fleeing refugees continued to gather on the road, and hordes of people plundered and slaughtered everyone passing by on the road.

There is no grass growing where it passes, and scenes of people cannibalizing are not uncommon.

This isn't the first time it's happened either.

The lords are very experienced, which is also the confidence for them to extort money.

In the middle of the royal court, the lords and nobles who used to live by grazing have built their own castles following the example of Suinhor and the Land of the Rising Sun, and followed the example of the great nobles in Pans City to live the life of the so-called upper class.

When encountering such a scene, immediately close the gates of the city, let the tragedy happen, and wait for the army of the royal court 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 grandly and deal with the next situation.

The snake people on the animal herding plain are like crops, after one stubble is cut, there will be another stubble.

Cut it off, don't worry about it.

But Sukob felt that it would be difficult for these noble lords to spend this time as before.

This time the situation.

Totally different.

Sukob shook his head: "Maybe what General Dark Moon said is really true, this country has become a corpse."

The convoy set off again, and encountered many dead bodies on the road.

They will also be buried in situ.

When they encounter bandits again, they will also release the light of divine magic to warn them. Basically, no bandits dare to really rob the powerful.

The chaos along the way shocked the Wu Ling students who left the wasteland for the first time.

After all, under the leadership of Su Kebu, although the once poor wasteland was not considered prosperous and prosperous, it could be regarded as a small, stable and prosperous place.

The student asked Sukob: "Why do people kill each other?"

This is a big proposition.

Su Kebu can be regarded as a wise man, but in such an age, he can only see what he sees, and explain this kind of problem from his own perspective.

"There are many reasons!"

"Because of the conflict between the races, such as the descendants of Evil and the descendants of Pans."

"Because of conflicts of belief, such as the city-state of Suinhor and the Court of the Ten Thousand Snakes."

"Because of the conflict of interests, it's like the Kingdom of Lei Ze and the Court of Ten Thousand Snakes."

When talking about this, Sukobu said something more.

"The King of Ten Thousand Snakes wanted to use war to plunder the resources of the Lei Ze Kingdom to solve internal problems, but he failed."

Su Kebu's students looked at the emaciated corpses that were buried.

"That!"

"What is this for?"

"They are of the same race, of the same faith, and have no interests at all."

Sukob: "This is the most fundamental conflict!"

"Survive!"

There was something naive about Sukob's students, as teenagers and children always do.

"Mr. Sukob!"

"Will there be a world where all races can live together, can freely believe in different gods, and everyone can survive?"

"There was no killing, no war, and no famine."

Su Kebu smiled: "That's probably it!"

"Only God can build such a world!"

"But the gods, how could they allow other gods to share their kingdom?"

Su Kebu thought of the war of gods he had seen, but he didn't say a word.

"Even between gods and gods, there is hatred and war."

The convoy kept moving forward, leaving this chaotic place.

Sukob looked back.

In his eyes, he saw mountains of corpses and seas of fire.

The Ten Thousand Snake King's Court and the Lei Ze Kingdom suffered a disastrous defeat in the battle, and the bad influence has only just begun.

However, General Dark Moon's seizure of power will not bring about the pinnacle, he will face a situation that is even more difficult to control.

Sukob looked up.

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.

—

There is a small town at the foot of a high mountain in the wasteland.

The mountain was hollowed out, and a complex dark underground palace was built inside.

The families of the witch spirits live in the town, and the witch spirits live in the dark underground palace; because their usual experiments may be dangerous, the underground palace has strict measures to prevent such danger from leaking out.

In the underground palace.

The wizards who believe in the **** of truth and knowledge are holding huge and complicated rituals.

Su Kebu stood in the center of the ritual array and activated the ritual.

He is breaking through the fourth level and becoming the apostle Wu Ling.

The rays of light flowed in circles along the lines.

Su Kebu watched the ritual array communicate with the dream world, forming a powerful spiritual pressure.

The witch spirits held their breath involuntarily, and couldn't help but want to take a few steps back.

The role of the other witch spirits present is more to assist and witness, and what is more important to break through the realm is this expensive, complex and huge ritual array.

Sukob said loudly.

"The master **** who controls the dream world!"

"please allow me!"

"Borrow your strength!"

under pressure.

The book of witch spirits emerged from Sukob's body.

The book is opened, the pages of truth are turned.

It is a holy temple.

It is about to leave the book at any time and appear in this world.

The pages of the book exuded the light of the curse seal, and several mysterious law symbols floated out of the hall.

Su Kebu's body melted away directly, and a ball of fluorescence was wrapped inside.

That was his mythical blood.

The mythical blood in his body turned into fluorescent light and flowed out continuously, and finally flowed to the book of witch spirits.

Divine blood, spirit, curse seal.

The three elements of wisdom and power are forcibly combined into one under the strong pressure of the ritual technique.

The Divine Grace Stone appeared.

The Divine Grace Stone melted, turning the Book of Witch Spirits into a mythical organ belonging to him.

Su Kebu felt that he had completely fallen into his own book of witch spirits. He no longer existed outside, but lived in his own book.

It's a completely blank world, a world of information waiting to be filled.

Su Kebu stood inside the world in his book, looking at this blank and empty world, he was a little dazed.

He was the first apostle Wu Ling, and he had never known what the apostle realm of Wu Ling would be like before.

"Boom~"

Suddenly, he saw a strange river rushing in from a distance.

That is his memory.

His memory turned into a river, spreading out countless pictures, flowing out countless words, accompanied by various sounds.

But in the end, it all disappeared.

All these formed his body.

His true self.

He was projected from the book of witch spirits, and his body was molded out of the material world, reappearing in the real world.

Su Kebu felt that his power had undergone a qualitative change. He could project magic spells and pages of truth through the records in the Book of Witch Spirits.

But now, he can project a world in the book.

But for now, his book is blank.

Sukob was thinking.

"Blank book!"

"Do I have to choose?"

"How should I compile my book of witch spirits?"

at this time.

The dome of the hall of the underground palace depicts scenes about the kingdom of the God of Truth and Knowledge. At this moment, the sea above the colorful paintings is surging.

Rays of light fell from high places and shone on Sukob's body.

Painted in the deepest city.

Countless illusory and transparent shadows moved, and their voices passed through nothingness and were transmitted to the real world.

Sacred chants appeared in the ears, appearing in the underground palace.

"The **** who grasps the truth, the master of books and knowledge, and the **** of eternal reincarnation."

"God who sits in the temple of the gods, the great being who listens to prayers and wishes."

"I long for your response, and I beg you to guide me."

"God!"

"Please listen..."

The voices of countless people overlapped, chanting 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 witch spirits were so overwhelmed by the powerful coercion that they couldn't lift their heads, and they felt their whole bodies trembling.

The book of witch spirits in the body emerged, turning pages restlessly.

They all know.

The gods are watching here.

Looking at Sukob who is breaking through the apostle rank.

Everyone was lying on the ground, not daring to look up, but Su Kebu floated into the sky.

in the light.

Su Kebu's appearance changed little by little, turning into the shape of a god.

He has become much younger.

He wasn't quite used to walking with his legs, but luckily a force kept him in the air and pushed him.

He walked into the painted dome, step by step into the sacred kingdom and the great city deep in the sea.

The loud voice still echoed in my ears.

"The **** who grasps the truth, the master of books and knowledge, and the **** of eternal reincarnation."

Guided by the light, he came to the city of knowledge and looked up at the gate of truth.

The door of truth opened, and a light and shadow appeared inside the door.

Very rare, this time it was actually the God of truth and knowledge who personally received him.

Light and Shadow looked at him.

Only then did Sukob prostrate on the ground, using the etiquette of meeting the gods: "God of truth and knowledge."

"Your servant Sukob pays you the highest respect and listens to your wishes at all times."

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 seeks truth and knowledge."

Su Kebu did not refuse, he is used to obeying any will of the gods.

"god!"

"Your apostle Sukob reports to you."

Su Kebu lowered his head. He knew that the **** must have a new purpose when he summoned him.

He cautiously waited for his next mission, the next oracle.

But this time, his **** did not issue any decree directly.

Rather.

asked him a question.

But this question drove Su Kebu out of his wits, and he was dumbfounded on the spot.

God said.

"Sukob!"

"If you can become a god."

"What kind of **** do you want to be?"

Su Kebu's heart was blank. He was so shocked by this question that he didn't make any moves. He even felt that he had heard it wrong.

In other words, the gods were wrong.

But this feeling itself is a kind of blasphemy.

He could only say in panic.

"god!"

"I don't understand, what is your will?"

Although Su Kebu had heard the will of the gods before, he had also heard of some things.

But he never thought about it, or he didn't dare to think about it at all.

But now the gods have proved to him that all this is true.

Asai, the **** of truth and knowledge, continued: "I told you that the apostles are not the end."

"Because when you become apostles, I will choose my God from among my apostles."

Asai lowered his head, and after the light and shadow that Su Kebu couldn't see clearly, his eyebrows and eyes raised a smile.

"Don't you always pray to me, pray to me again and again; hope that I can give you a response, and hope that the gods will create an ideal country for you?"

"Sukob!"

"If one day, you can respond as a god."

Asay paused for a moment, as if looking into Sukob's heart.

"Will you choose..."

"What kind of **** should I be?"

Su Kebu couldn't say a word, just knelt on the ground so foolishly.

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!"

"Looks like you're not ready for the future."

God waved.

The light disappeared, and Sukob felt himself falling from the sky.

After all the dust settled, the painted dome no longer fluctuated.

And Su Kebu also returned to the underground palace.

Su Kebu still kept his head up, motionless, like a wax figure.

After a long time, he stood up.

He ignored the others, ignored everyone's cheers, but walked out of the underground palace in a daze, and came outside.

It was afternoon outside, a very ordinary afternoon.

There were no visions, and there was no rain; the sky was not clear, but a little dark.

But on such an ordinary afternoon, Sukob, who thought he was ordinary and ordinary, was thinking about a question that ordinary people dare not think about.

"Me, become a god?"

"My kind?"

"Can I too?"

before.

He always raised his head and looked up at the palace of the gods.

He knew that it was his final destination.

He is a believer in the gods, he doesn't have to think about anything, as long as he follows the will and guidance of the gods.

At this time, Su Kebu looked down the mountain~lightnovelpub.net~ and looked back at the world.

God's words came back to his ears again.

"Sukob!"

"If one day, you can respond as a god."

"What kind of **** would you choose to be?"

When they were mortals, they always longed to pray to the gods to give them everything they wanted, to give them all the beauty and happiness.

If one day, he can become a god.

What will he do?

How can he do it?

How does he want to do it?

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