I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Chapter 720: 719. Indecisive on the universe

   Chapter 720 719. Undecided in the universe

  Lu Kian once saw the end of the civilization that invented the pure fire in the Glory Realm.

   He also knows that the pure fire itself is an extremely strong pollution, fueled by the soul, the will, and the strong emotions. Once it is ignited, it will never be extinguished.

  Through special means, the priestess of Wajima Taisha can control the pure fire to a certain extent for their own use, all of which originated from the original priestess, the priestess who turned into Shen Ying.

  Her soul resides in the sacred cherry tree forever, and maintains the pure fire by absorbing the despair of the priestesses before they die.

A flame like    is indeed very similar to the Torch of the Night Kingdom.

   However, the torch itself does not devour everything around it. It only burns on the body of the mage, expelling monsters through the light generated, and the burning flame can indeed affect monsters without harming ordinary people.

   In the words of Lu Kizun, the flame of this torch is more like a controlled pure fire.

   Therefore, Lu Bian was a little curious as to how this torch came about.

   But he glanced at the contents of the parchment, which were all incantations and rituals.

   Completely incomprehensible.

  Rokukan is not a genius by analogy, so he decided to ask Shia directly.

   "The flame of the torch is indeed the little bit of pollution buried deep in the hearts of all mages through the contract. Under normal circumstances, this pollution is suppressed by the magic net, and the release of pollution also requires the intervention of the magic net."

  Shia explained briefly.

   As for what exactly this pollution is, Lu Jun definitely couldn't see it with his own eyes.

   "I think that the flame of the torch may have a similar source to the pure fire, but in the evolution, one chose to weaken the power to become controllable, and the other amplifies the pollution."

  Lu Kian vaguely grasped some information about the foreign pollution.

  The Torch and the Purifying Fire, both in the form of fire, burn the soul, and in the context of the exotic, it is very unlikely that this coincidence is purely accidental.

   The predecessor of pure fire, ash fire, in that world is a kind of flame that burns the corpses of giants to destroy the monsters. The skeletons of giants are things that pure fire and ash fire cannot burn.

The flame of the    torch will also burn the mage.

  Lu Kizuna believes that this is the flame of civilization that is finally ignited by the different sparks projected by the knowledge from ancient times in the foreign land.

   At this moment, Jost suddenly spoke.

   "I think the structure of this torch may be part of the magic net."

   Hearing his words, Shia was puzzled.

   "This is part of the contract of the magic net."

"No, I mean, wasn't one of the difficulties we encountered in building the magic net because there was no way to find an imprisoned **** to serve as the main node? And this torch, if it was applied to the gods, let those The gods are ignited by the flame of the torch, then they cannot escape the magic net, and are bound here in the eternal confrontation of pollution."

  Jost shook his head, he explained.

   "The essence of the torch is not a purifying flame, but a stronger pollution, but the more chaotic the pollution, the better the effect."

   "In other words, this flame is a deadly weapon for the gods who are polluted aggregates."

   Hearing Jost's words, Lu Kian also felt a little enlightened.

   First, foreign pollution is always in a diffuse state, and stronger pollution can cover weaker pollution.

The    Torch can disperse monsters with only light, and it is a stronger pollution than these monsters.

   For thousands of years, no matter how the tide of magic raged, they were not immune to the torch.

   Therefore, it can be concluded that these gods in the Kingdom of Night cannot completely eliminate the pollution of the torch, and the pollution level of the torch may be comparable to these gods.

   In order to imprison and bind the gods and make them become sources of pollution, it is necessary for them to not export pollution in the reverse direction when they are connected to the magic net.

   Then the answer is simple.

   Use the flame of the torch to burn these gods, so that they will be in a state of confrontation with the flame of the torch for a long time.

   In this way, they can be treated as trash cans.

   From the future to the present, the existence of the torch is not a spell derived from the magic net, but the cornerstone of the magic net.

   In other words, Jost thought of more possibilities.

  According to what he learned from players, a computer network system must have the ability to resist risks.

The network node itself is a countermeasure for the entire network to continue to operate after one or several devices have problems, and it is substituted into the magic net. If one or several of the mages have problems and suffer serious pollution, So is there any way to prevent these pollutions from radiating into the magic net through them and polluting other normal mages.

  The answer is the torch.

  When the magic net discovers that a mage has been eroded by powerful pollution, it will immediately ignite the mage's body torch seed.

   Likewise, if any of the imprisoned gods try to struggle, other mages connected to him will also project the contamination of the torch on those gods through the contract of the magic web.

The    torch is not only the foundation for the normal operation of the magic net, but also the chain that protects the magic net from turbulence.

   From this point of view, the torch should be Jost's invention.

   Shia felt the inconceivable fate, and she began to wonder again, if there was no presence of herself, what method would Jost use to penetrate the torch?

Where is the source of the knowledge of    the torch?

   However, Shia thought of more than that.

   "In my time, the flame of the torch continued to burn above the gray tower. I don't know who the flame was burning. Now it seems that it should be the **** at the core of the magic net."

   This means that if Shia and the others want to complete this task, they may have to find the sleeping or crazy gods in the kingdom of night and bind them to the gray tower.

   And the name of this quest is called [Cage], which probably has a similar meaning.

  But now, the gods who created the magic tide have long disappeared, and the gods who conferred magic on humans are nowhere to be found. Where do we find them?

   "If that's the case, I have an idea."

  Stone raised his hand at this time.

   "We met Taoist Heming at Stormwind Villa, and he told us how to become the ruler of the old days. If we can't find a trace of a god, then we can use a similar method to create a god?"

"any solution?"

   Drizzt apparently didn't know anything like that, he wondered.

  Stone and Shia briefly explained Daoist Heming's plan. Of course, they didn't know the details of Daoist Heming becoming a god, so this knowledge carried little pollution.

   "Leave Your Mark"

   Drizzt muttered, thinking about the feasibility.

   "It is difficult for the chosen ones to leave their mark. We are walking among the slices of the exotic world, and it is difficult to leave a legend."

   Shia sighed.

   "Furthermore, these marks are not just legends. The actions of the parties involved must be observed by high-ranking beings, at least at the level of the Chosen One. Otherwise, the myths that are only circulated among ordinary people cannot produce gods."

  There is only the belief of ordinary people, so just slaughter the ordinary people in that foreign land, and the myth will naturally collapse.

If you want to truly become an old master, you have to leave the same mark in different foreign realms, and at least one must be accurately observed by more than one old master as an anchor. Unbearable pollution.

  Becoming a **** is easier said than done.

   Just when they were worried, Lu Bian felt something was wrong.

  Because one of his previous missions was to leave his mark on the foreign land.

   So, Shia and the others didn’t have similar requirements?

   However, the imprint of Lu Bian now is only his own world. If that world is destroyed, then Lu Bian will be just a fantasy after all.

   Of course, the current Lu Jian also knows at least one or two incarnations of the old rulers. As for how deep the mark is, it is not clear.

   Could it be that the mission of the Kingdom of Night, which is to be regarded as a "god" burning firewood, is me?

  Lu Bian thought about it, and then shared this guess with the others.

   "Impossible, if this is the case, there is no possibility of your task being completed at all, and there will be no such task in A Quiet Place."

   Shia was the first to object.

   "And you don't have that much knowledge of magic. If you become the center of the magic net, everyone will only be able to play suona."

   Drizzt also joked.

   "Our goal should still be to find the old ruler of the night kingdom that was sealed, sacrificing our companions."

   Stone glanced at Drizzt, but did not speak.

   "If one person's life can be exchanged for the survival of an entire civilization, then this business is too profitable."

   Lu stumbles without any emotion.

  As the Chosen One of the Silent Land, one day may face such a situation.

He looked at the sky, the clouds had drifted away, and the sky had returned to blue again. Lu Bian knew that under this dome, there was a red blood moon, and that blood moon imprisoned an old ruler. Whenever the planet turned, the stars Returning to his place, he will head towards the kingdom of night, causing a magic tide.

   "Huh? Wait."

  Lu Bian thought of something, and he pointed to the sky.

   "Speaking of the imprisoned God, isn't it right in front of our eyes?"

   At least in the era when Lu Kian fought against the tide in the Kingdom of Night, a great existence was indeed sealed on the Blood Moon.

   And when the guy went up, no one knows.

   Now, the magic web needs a bound **** to act as a switch, and there is a sealed **** on the moon.

   Then the question becomes how to put an elephant in the refrigerator so simple and straightforward?

   Just need to figure out a way to pull the guy on the moon down, or use some way to make him surf in the magic net, and you can solve the biggest problem of the magic net structure.

   "So. the answer to everything is to farm the universe?"

  Lu Kizuna looked at the abandoned fields.

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   (end of this chapter)