Chapter 611: The Curse of Eternal Life
"Many people will pursue eternal life, they envy the longevity of the dragon, they expect the eternity of the bloodline, they are afraid of aging, they are afraid of the unknown after death, so they will be interested in obtaining eternal life by all means, even if it is to sell their soul and dignity. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
For example, believing in gods in order to live forever in the kingdom of God after death, such as converting to the blood clan and surviving in the hungry and rancid corners of blood. Another example is the transformation into an immortal lich.
But only the true immortal species, and after living countless years, will understand that eternal life is not a blessing, but the most vicious curse in the world. β
"Dragons live in millennia, but in reality, they spend most of their time in their sleep, and although the Bloods claim to live a long life, the older they are, the more they fear the 'punishment of the sun', and what about the Lich?
After ruling out the initial sorcery research, they end up going to only two extremes.
Either a little abandonment of reason and emotion will make them like stones for thousands of years, or loneliness and loneliness will fill the soul so that it will have nothing to ask for until the soul fire decays and thus annihilates itself. β
"In the latter part of the Age of the Gods, the god of fear, Baal, was calculated by the sorcerers, which led to the fall of his true body, and as a sweet bait for the sorcerers to lure Baal, it was a doppelganger of the god of the dead, Mirkor, who carried most of his divine power and priesthood.
I don't know why he did this, why he cooperated with the wizard, but when this doppelganger fell, and the battle between the wizards and gods behind broke out, it was enough to wake him up and ...... Fear.
Yes, it's fear, the fear of the gods, and all I feel in him is fear!
Then, he did something that stunned everyone, he shrunk his minions, severed his ties with the believers, and summoned all the otherworldly envoys back to the kingdom of God.
Eventually, he closed and moved his kingdom and disappeared into the endless world.
I don't know what speculation the outside world has about his departure, some people may think that he has fallen, some people may think that he is planning some earth-shattering conspiracy, but I know that he ran away with his kingdom like a coward.
Perhaps, he thought that he would wait for the outside world to stabilize and wait for this period of weakness to reappear, but the arrival of Ragnarok was something he did not expect.
When the wizard ruled the world and began to strangle the gods, he did not dare to appear, and then, the years passed little by little, until now. β
Mu En suddenly asked, "Wait, your consciousness is saying that gods are also like mortals who are afraid, cowardly, and retreat?"
"The gods claim to be omnipotent, but can they really create a being that can defeat them?
So, don't take a lot of things too seriously.
In fact, as long as there is wisdom, they will be afraid, afraid, and lonely, and this is an unbreakable truth even in the chaotic demons!"
Mu En could feel a strong disdain from the other party's words, as if he despised those high gods: "It seems that, as a believer, you no longer have the slightest reverence for the gods you believe in?"
"Awe? The so-called awe is only because of the distance and cannot be seen, because of the unknown and at a loss, when their true colors are revealed to you, you will find that they are nothing more than that. β
"As a lich, I was active in the middle of the Age of the Gods, I became a legend, I froze thousands of miles of kingdoms with ice spells, my prestige once made the mightiest warriors tremble, I was the chosen one of the gods of the dead, I ruled the church for him for thousands of years, and I ended more lives than I could count.
And as a believer in him, I was also called back when I fled, and this was the beginning of even my nightmare. β
"The demon god uses fear to gain the faith of living beings, so for Mirkor, his daily task is to intimidate the world in various ways, and when there are no mortal believers to torture him, he can only focus on the inner kingdom of God.
I don't know when he will turn the invokers into all kinds of beasts, seal their memories, and let them flee in the kingdom of God, and he, as a predator, will do everything he can to hunt them down, and what he likes most is the despair of the death of his prey.
So, I enjoyed the humiliation of being a beast in the body of the Holy Spirit!
He also opens arenas in which the invokers can be transformed into warriors or ferocious beasts, and he demands that both parties involved kill each other with the most brutal means possible to please him with blood.
So, as the Holy Spirit, I enjoyed the pain of being skinned and cramped and my skull opened!
He would also hold an unveiled assembly in the Temple of Desire, where genderless conscriptors would be transformed into handsome men and beautiful women, and he would make them have great intercourse here****** so that I enjoyed the shame of being humiliated as the Holy Spirit. β
"Once my soul was roasted by the scorching fire for countless years, and that miserable howl still echoes in the hall, once I was reduced to a carrion and felt the tingling and fear of maggots going back and forth on my body, and once I was pinched into a mixed mass of souls, poured into an abominable body, devouring corpses to satisfy an unquenchable hunger. β
"There have been too many similar ones, too many to count, I am a legend after all, although when I entered the kingdom of God, it was equivalent to life and death being controlled by him, but I am still a legend, I have the dignity and glory of a legend.
I can't stand this humiliation, I can even feel my soul twisted in negative emotions, but that's what makes Mirko feel happy!"
"You guessed it right, I just wanted to kill the Bloods of the Nophiles, because they were accomplices, and Mirko would quickly get bored with all sorts of tricks, and they would rack their brains to come up with new solutions.
But I can't do it myself, for the traitor, Mirkor's torture is even more terrifying, so I wanted to borrow your hand to kill her, I took my minotaur to the depths of the labyrinth to hunt the other Minotausno, and after you killed her, I came back to clean you up.
In this way, Wang Meili, she is dead, and I have an explanation for Mirko!
Hehe, although the process was a little twists and turns, I was still satisfied with the final result, she still died!"
It's very calm, the emotional expression from the mental fluctuations is very calm, as if it is not talking about himself, but Mu En has a kind of shuddering, his instinctive self-incoming, it seems that he can finally feel the other party's determination to die.
Mu En breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you really live to this extent, perhaps, death is really a relief!"
"Giggles, do you think this is the end?" Amenar let out a nervous laugh and said, "Actually, in the years that followed, I began to miss these years, because whether it was humiliation or fear, it at least meant that I was still alive.
In fact, Mirko's madness did not last long, because there was no source of faith, and the power stored in the gods was soon not enough to support him to be so blind, and in the outside world, the wizards were really chasing and killing the gods, and he did not dare to show his head.
Therefore, he had to choose to imprison the kingdom of God and extract the power and souls of the supplicants and believers to maintain the existence of the kingdom of God.
Do you know?
I was confined to that small, dark space, and time seemed to be slowed down countless times, and every second was almost eternally long.
You will first feel lonely, and you will turn over the memories of the past over and over again, to pursue even a little bit of touching, but after a long time, there will only be boredom, so boring that you will calculate the passage of time a little bit.
But when you are bored to the extreme, you will be irritable, irritable to the point that your soul is distorted, irritable to the point that you want to destroy yourself, and irritable to the point that you can't vent at the end, you will be numb, numb to the point of losing your feelings, numb to the confusion of consciousness.
If it weren't for the Minotaur to keep me by my side and awaken my senses, I might have become numb to the point of turning to a stone. β
"The life and soul of the minotaur are limited, and in order to keep him alive and accompany me, I once used some kind of secret method to pass away my twenty-first level of the God of the Dead's sacrificial power, and lost half of it, and he also had about ten levels of sacrificial strength.
Of course, this is nothing, the main thing is in the realm of the god of the dead, which allows him to live longer.
And I used to be a legend, a twenty-fifth level spellcaster plus the high priest of the twenty-first level God of the Dead, I have already touched the edge of the fifth-order power, but because of the extraction of the power of the Divine Kingdom, I have fallen to the rank of legend alive. β
"In that small space, long enough to be a river of 10,000 years, it finally made me understand a truth, the plane is balanced, the rules are orderly, and the time is fair.
For the Eternal, eternal life is not a blessing, but a curse.
One day, when the Eternals have nothing to love, they will seek to lift the curse in various ways, and now it seems, haha, fate seems to favor me!"
"The minotaur will be resurrected, he is not of high sanity, but he is very loyal, I will make him recognize you as Lord, remember to help me take good care of him. Then, I will leave my Soul Gem, a pure Soul Gem that a lich voluntarily gave up all consciousness, which should be very valuable, and it will be your reward for killing me. β
"Finally, give me a face, let me die steadily!"
The last mental fluctuation came, and a layer of light suddenly rose from the Minotaur's body, almost rippling with vigorous vitality, and the already scarred body really recovered, and the heart that had been cut in half was healed again, and there was the first heartbeat.
- Nineth-level evil magic, resurrection!
And the purple soul fire in the eyes of the lich with only the head left swayed violently, and the huge momentum expanded rapidly, just like a balloon that quickly inflated, and when it reached the limit, it was the moment of explosion.
Mu En's face changed greatly, he threw his head into the air without thinking, his body was half squatting, and the elemental power of his whole body gathered, condensed on the gray eagle in his hand, and then inserted it into the ground.
When the tip of the sword was about to touch the ground, another layer of ripples swept through, and when the snowy blade reappeared, it was already carrying a dark crack like the moon, crushing the head in mid-air.
ββThe second of my sword, the sword that must be hit!