Chapter 587: Lifting the Hazy Veil

Are you at ease?

Is the Terran at ease?

The Great Elder has said so much, and the core meaning of his expression is as simple as this: There is a powerful and completely uncontrollable force in the void, can you control it yourself? Are you sure that you can make corresponding contributions to the development of your Terran race? Even if you are sure yourself, the other people in the Terran race, do you really believe it?

Seeing that Ling Mo seemed to have entered a state of deep thought, and did not answer for a while, the Great Elder waited for a little 59 seconds, which was regarded as leaving a buffer time for Ling Mo, and then continued while the iron was hot:

"Lord Watcher, you should know that you are different from all the humans and all the creatures on the continent.

The mages of the human race have the best total amount of spiritual power among all the races in the entire Noahfa continent, and the best of them, such as the Law Saint, the Law God and even the Ancient God, even as physical creatures, have more exaggerated spiritual power than pure spirits. But the mages of the human race cannot enter the body with magical power, and a considerable part of their great power comes from the surrounding environment.

If the magic elements in a certain area are withdrawn and almost empty, then even the magic god will be difficult to exert stronger power than the great magister;

What's more, limited by the weak body, the "total power" of the magic that human mages can release is limited, otherwise there is not even a scum left that is easy to be eaten by magic;

Warcraft rarely form groups, and the strongest of them don't rely much on the power of the group:

There is no way, before the strength reaches a certain level, the Warcraft has no intelligence at all, one is a fool, and can only live by instinct, and the largest number of low-level Warcraft has no wisdom at all, let alone understand what cooperation is. I have worked hard for tens of thousands of years to barely convince ordinary frog people that they are all children born of the two gods of godmother and Pi Xun, which can be regarded as enlightening a little "people's wisdom", but you have also seen that the frog society is still in the very early stage of your human race, and there is no group power to become a big climate at all.

Warcraft can enter the body with magical power, temper its own body, and let the power belong to itself to a certain extent. However, this is not the same as your situation Lord Watcher, more than nine out of ten of the demonic beasts have gone crazy after the magic power enters the body...... No, it shouldn't be said that they are crazy, it can only be said that the magic power does not turn on their wisdom, they are still as stupid as when they were weak, they only know how to act on instinct, just like the big snails you have encountered, they are all more than seven levels, and they are still controlled by the instinct of mating, and they rely on fighting bayonets and comparing marksmanship to determine who is the male between the same clan, and there is no value in communication;

The remaining one percent of the demonic beasts are also stronger and wiser, but they soon found that absorbing magic power in their bodies, as part of their strength, plus controlling the surrounding magic elements, as another part of their strength, seems to be a very beautiful path, but in fact it is a big pit!

Magical elements can flow freely in and out of the body, which essentially means that a path has been formed between one's body and the natural environment, and when the strength is low and the total amount of magic power is not obvious, once the magic power in circulation exceeds a certain limit, it will unconsciously become a part of nature!

And you, Lord Watcher, your power is not constrained in any way at this time, which is strange and unreasonable. From the point of view of an old immortal like me, your level of specialness is simply ...... It's as if you're not a protist from the Noahfa continent!"

The Great Elder said a lot in one breath, and in its words, too much key information was revealed at once, Ling Mo silently sorted it out in his mind, discerning, his brain was running at high speed, and he smiled first:

"The path of the mage of the human race, and the path of the demon core of the demon beast, in the end, did not get any good results, and my current path of martial arts, but I can't see any restrictions, doesn't that mean that I am now on the right path, everyone should learn from me, right?"

"If the old man hadn't lived through the previous generation, he would naturally have thoughts similar to those of the Watchman. ”

On the frog face of the Great Elder, a strange smile was pulled:

"Your martial arts is the main combat force of the human race in the previous generation, and everyone in the whole society cultivates martial arts, which is higher than the popularization rate of mage education in the current generation, and it is not an exaggeration to praise the sentence "everyone is like a dragon"! But it is a pity that the human beings of the previous generation failed, they all died, except for a few spark seeds left, they were all extinct!

Of course, there is still a difference between your current martial arts and the martial arts of the human race of the previous generation, after all, I didn't feel the power called "Dou Qi" in you. But in my opinion, you are now following a path that has been proven to be wrong, and some of the old immortals of the human race must be very different from what I think, right?"

Humans of the last generation?

When it came to this topic, Ling Mo was a little confused, if this martial art was researched by himself, then he would naturally be full of confidence and scoff at the Great Elder's statement. But the problem was that his current cultivation method was given to him by the system, and from the information he knew, it was almost certainly a product left over from the previous generation, and sometimes Ling Mo even suspected that even the inexplicable system in his mind was the crystallization of wisdom left over from the previous generation of human beings.

However, history has proven that the cultivation methods of the previous generation of human beings were wrong, at least not strong enough, otherwise it would not be possible to explain why the previous generation of human beings would be collectively wiped out. And as the self who inherited their mantle, can he really use his own strength to transcend the limits that the founders have never transcended?

What do you think?

Ling Mo's inquiry in his heart did not get any response from the system, he was used to it, according to the experience of the past few decades, this kind of unresponsiveness is divided into two situations, one is that he is not authorized enough to understand the matter, and the other is that the system does not understand either, of course, the latter situation rarely happens.

So he changed the question:

What are the conditions that need to be met to be eligible to know about this?

The system responded immediately:

If your own martial arts strength enters the ninth level, or the destructive power exceeds the ninth level, you can fully unseal the dusty secrets of the previous generation of humans.

Ling Mo: "......"

Forget it, when you don't hear it, if you want to raise your strength to the level of Ye Mengjiad, even with Ling Mo's current level, it is a completely unattainable goal. He no longer paid attention to these, focused his attention on the Great Elder, and said-for-tat:

"Perhaps, I haven't lived for tens of thousands of years, so naturally I am as happy as you like, and I like to say whatever I want.

Even if the people of the previous generation cultivated martial arts, and in the end they all failed? How long can I live? As long as I live comfortably in this life, can I really catch up with the end of the world before I die?"

The Great Elder smiled and didn't answer Ling Mo's question, his demeanor made Ling Mo inexplicably a little unhappy. He frowned, came to the Great Elder with a slight flash, stretched out a finger, and put a finger on the skin of the Great Elder's forearm, then stared at the Great Elder, and said:

"I don't understand the matter of people's hearts and people's hearts, I came to the frog clan, not for those illusory things, but for a few very specific questions, I want to ask you, an elder who has lived for a long, long time, for advice, I hope you can answer me truthfully.

I know that you have lived for such a long time, and if I want to torture you to extract a confession, I am afraid that the effect will not be great, and I practice martial arts, and I don't have the power of soul searching and memory retrieval like mages, but this does not mean that I have no other means.

Now you and I are in close contact, and through this, I can monitor any subtle changes in your body in real time, and even down to the blood flow rate in each of your capillaries, in this case, if you lie, I can sense it immediately. And I hate that others deceive me, if you deceive me, then your tens of thousands of years of life will end today.

Of course, I'm not that unreasonable, if you encounter some questions that are really difficult for you to answer, or even die if you say it, then you can choose not to answer, or only answer the part you can answer. But as soon as you say it, I hope it's the truth, isn't that too much?"

The Great Elder smiled and nodded, looked at Ling Mo's fingers on his body, and said:

"Why do you have to do this? I'm just a frog clan with no combat power, as long as you find out about lying, you can turn around and kill me at any time, how dare I tell a lie?"

"It's better to be cautious, in my life, I've really had enough of trusting other people. ”

Ling Mo shook his head, sorted out his language, and came up and asked the question he was most concerned about:

"Do you know about the "nuclear bomb"?"

"I don't know. ”

The Grand Elder replied very simply, "What's the matter, Lord Warden?, does this thing sound like a weapon, is it important to you?"

Its eyes were slightly confused, and there was no reaction on its body, Ling Mo, who was full of perception, was 200% sure that it was absolutely impossible for it to be lying, but the answer he got made him very disappointed:

If the human beings of the previous generation were the human beings of Ling Mo's original world, then it was impossible for the Great Elder who had completely experienced the extinction process of the human race in the previous generation not to have heard of the name nuclear bomb!

What is going on? Is it that I have crossed a longer period of time, or is the conclusion deduced from Genjermungari the information that is inherently wrong?

The first question came up, and the result was completely opposite to what he expected, and Ling Mo was a little dazed for a while. He slowed down for a moment before he could press those strange feelings into his heart, and then asked a second question:

"What are those so-called racial responsibilities, and why do the Terrans avoid every regional lord I meet who wants humans to take on their own racial responsibilities?"

This question made the Great Elder's brows lock suddenly, and he opened his mouth and said with great difficulty:

"I ...... I can't tell you what that racial responsibility is.

It's not that I don't want to tell you, but as soon as I open my mouth and mention the "information" that cannot be mentioned, some indescribable existence will descend on the continent of Noahfa along the "information" that I have leaked. This kind of behavior is a trampling on the Golden Fortress, the Eye of the Firmament, Andersen, Meng Po, the Lord of the Storm, and even the tens of thousands of years of human efforts of your previous generations, not to mention that you killed me, even if you killed all of our frog clans, I can't tell you.

But what I can tell you is that as long as you participate in the "Abyss Blue Moon" event held in the Golden Fortress in nineteen days, and make some achievements in it, you don't need to be told by other creatures, and you will know for yourself what that responsibility is!"

"It's similar to what I thought, it should be the invasion of some external force......"

Ling Mo nodded noncommittally, and then raised his eyebrows:

"You just answered the previous question, what about the answer to the latter?"

The Great Elder smiled bitterly:

"I've already answered the second half of the question.

Because those indescribable beings are extremely contagious, and even casual words can become their vectors! No one has yet figured out how they spread, but one thing is very certain, and that is that they follow some kind of "similarity" rules of transmission!

The most obvious manifestation of this is that a creature accepts its own responsibilities and fights against them, and there is nothing special about it until it fails. And once this creature fails, they will grow rapidly, automatically spreading to creatures that are "similar" to this creature, that is, spreading among the entire race!

I can tell you very responsibly that the intensity of this "spread" will not be attenuated because there are too many individuals invading, and the intensity that everyone is facing is exactly the same, getting stronger and stronger! Just imagine, if you defeat something of the eighth-level demonic beast and distribute it evenly to each person in the clan, then the picture ......"

The Great Elder's explanation made Ling Mo's heart tremble! He had never imagined that under this seemingly peaceful and peaceful Noahfa continent, there was such a strange power hidden in an incomprehensible way, erasing the races on the continent one by one!

It was also at this moment that Ling Mo suddenly understood the Golden Fortress's approach:

I don't know how many years have passed, in the fight against this kind of existence, it is our mechanical life as the main force, and our species has been from generation to generation, I don't know how much we have sacrificed! You natural creatures, elemental creatures, are still there like a person who has nothing to do, or send some painless forces to support, or simply stand by and watch!

If you don't want to contribute, then I will force you to contribute!

Isn't it just that the gap between mechanical life and natural life is too great, so that those "similarities" can't spread to you? Then I will transform the cyborgoid life so that they belong to the camp of mechanical life and are highly similar to your natural life!

If you all spare your lives like this, then I want to see if when I fall, will that kind of thing that I can't even carry will be transmitted to you natural creatures according to the signs of those cyborg life, following that resemblance!