Chapter 893: Era Narrative Poem - Darkness

Back on the 34th day of the game, in the city where the purple crystal shines eternally, 13 faceless people in gorgeous black robes sit around a round table made of obsidian, silent.

"Lal's message is interrupted." A faceless man spoke, his voice low and solemn.

"Did any other family members find out about our subordinates?" Another Faceless One spoke, and the Faceless One's voice was a little more tactful and magnetic.

"Probably not." The Faceless One with a deep voice said, "According to the message sent back before, it seems that an Inhuman discovered and found his flaw, and Ral killed him once, but this kind of thing cannot be completely killed by Inhumans......"

After the words of "......" were spoken, all the people in the room fell silent, and the question of what it meant for a "race" with all members to have a talent for fighting and never die appeared on the battlefield, and it seemed that it was not difficult to understand the question. The Faceless Ones spent a great deal of time making countless arrangements, but the presence of the Inhumans was like a ferocious fish crashing into a fishing net, smashing into countless holes in their carefully crafted plans.

"Are these guys really growing up that fast?" One person asked, although they knew that the threat of the Inhumans was very great, but now it was only a month ago, and the strength of the other party should still be in the embryonic stage, and from this time on, they had the ability to interfere with their plans, this situation was a little too terrifying!

"After all, there are a huge number of Inhumans, and the probability of an outlier is not low, maybe just a few Inhumans have extraordinary strength, of course, it may be just the beginning, and the possibility of the same situation is not impossible. At the end of the day, we still know too little about creatures like Inhumans. At the round table, the only epic speaker spoke at this moment.

"Number 13, do you have any ideas?" An old voice rang out, and although the two sides were very different in strength, the older faceless man spoke in an equal tone.

"I want to go to the kingdom of men." Said the Faceless Oracle Messenger known as Number 13.

"You've really decided?" The faceless man next to him was surprised.

"Hmm." The 13th Divine Envoy nodded, "The Holocaust is coming, we can't sit here and wait for the results to appear, we must do everything we can to seize every opportunity." ”

"Do you think there is hope for humanity?" An oracle next to him pondered the words for a moment and said.

"I don't know. However, there are some things that can only be concluded after witnessing them with your own eyes. Number 13 said.

"In that case, will the previous plan continue?" The other faceless asked.

"Continue, of course." Emissary 13 Julius said, "Hope is earned by themselves, not by others, and if they can't win a glimmer of life on their own, it is better to absorb and naturalize them and strengthen the power of the Faceless." ”

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The Faceless, dwelling in the shadows, a race that has existed since the days of mortals and gods, and they have survived for hundreds of years in a realm of gods. No one knows what these creatures are acting for, and no one knows the true nature of the gods they believe in. In the turbulent and war-ridden realm of the gods, the Faceless cannot be completely invincible, but several attempts by hostile forces have been defused by them in various ingenious ways. Never confronting the enemy head-on, this is the greatest impression that many evil gods and their dependents have of the Faceless One. However, no one has ever explored where these creatures came from in the first place.

Unbeknownst to the other dependents, within the Faceless Ones, they have a special name for themselves, the First Awakened.

In an era when the gods ruled the world with thorns and axe blades as scepters, mortals groped their way through obscurity at the cost of blood. And the flame of wisdom began to ignite in such an almost desperate environment. I don't know when mortals began to think, as an intelligent race, to think about their own future.

However, they soon realized that their existing strength was too weak compared to the evil gods to fight head-on, which was tantamount to self-destruction, so these people decided to secretly develop their power and pass on the fire of civilization.

Of course, no matter how cautious they are, they still can't change the fact that their ability to keep secrets is shabby, and the pioneers have paid an extremely painful price on the road of exploration. However, the yearning for freedom and hope seems to be an instinct of intelligent beings, and even after countless disasters and even real destruction, this fire has succeeded in resurrecting again and again. Until the end, someone found his place to survive in a slit darker than the darkness.

But this also comes at a price, and can the eternal life obtained by giving up the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of human beings really be considered eternal life? In order to pursue power, he lost himself and erased all the marks that belonged to human beings, can such an existence really be regarded as a human being?

In the deepest part of the abyss, there is nothing but nothingness. Even in the depths of the Endless Forest, building a human-style building will not restore anything practical, at most it will only give future generations a chance to remember and commemorate it.

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"I can help you if you want to do something, but we can only use this method once, and once we use it, everyone will be on guard, so I need you to promise us a condition." Yuri said to Alvin.

"Sure enough!" When Alvin heard this, he confirmed his guess again, the Faceless One must have some way to blend in with the dependents of other evil gods, if so, then the feasibility of this matter should be very large.

"Let's talk about your conditions first!" Alvin spoke, although he said this, but he felt that he basically had no chance to refuse, after all, this matter was too important to him, but what the other party said next was beyond Alvin's expectations.

"Our conditions are simple, especially for you." Yuri smiled and spoke, "Let the Faceless become a believer in the gods of craft and war." ”

"......" When Alvin heard this, his first reaction was that he didn't understand, so he asked, "What did you say?" ”

"Just as you heard." Yuri said.

"But aren't the Faceless Ones followers of the Dark God?" Alvin was puzzled.

"That's exactly what I'm going to tell you." Yuri smiled, "The god of darkness and intrigue is probably the only god that allows believers to have other faiths. ”

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