Chapter Fifty-Eight: Fragments of Divine Power

At that moment, Magellan felt the shock of seeing the ocean for the first time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But nothing happened here, the room was still the same room, the old man was still the same old man.

Then Magellan began to talk to himself in his heart.

"I will indeed help you, Paul, but you have to know what the price is. ”

Magellan took out the "sun" and watched in amazement as its light dimmed and almost extinguished.

The old man seemed to hear Magellan's heart, and he shouted: "Don't play tricks in front of me!"

"Oh, is it......" Magellan's heart whispered again, and the voice was full of laughter, but he couldn't laugh at all, "I have come to tell you, Paul, to write a prophecy and tell all believers that the world will come to an end, and it is my judgment that will end him!"

"Really?" said the old man with a disdainful smile on his face, "Hey, boy, tell the Emperor that we blew it." ”

The old man looked at Magellan, who was stunned, and let out a burst of laughter: "Blow, it means, one shot and two scattered, scattered, and quit!"

"You dare! Paul, you're trying to provoke a lion!" Magellan's voice almost burst out of his chest, the anger that made him almost mad.

"You're already angry, all right, the lion isn't so pitiful, listen, God of the Iseliyas, you're but a lost dog, and though I'm no better than you, I'm not worse than you, put away your set. ”

After the old man finished speaking, a whirlwind rolled in the room.

Then Magellan saw that a fog began to fill all around, obscuring everything. He looked around as if he were in the wilderness.

Then a voice came from the sky: "Paul, we have the same purpose, I will support you, but you should also do a little obligation, business always has to learn to lower prices." ”

"I won't write the prophecy you wanted, goodbye!" the old man's voice dissipated in the wilderness.

When the fog cleared, Magellan looked at the old man and felt that he understood something.

"That's it...... God?"

"That's God, who likes to pretend to be a god and make the Iseliyas a bunch of fools, and who don't have the slightest politeness when they ask for help, bastards!" the old man spewed expletives as a matter of course, not at all like an orator.

"That counts, God?"

"Ha, you're starting to understand what people look like, boy," the old man smirked, "I'll tell you honestly, they're just that, do you know what that guy did? He slept with Marduk, haha!"

The old man laughed and smashed the table so loudly that he couldn't straighten up.

"They don't feel like they know what's right. ”

"Yes," the old man tried to stop laughing, blushing and panting, "they are either the gods of the teacher, or a bunch of savages. They mess around, because they can't afford not to have children, and there are few people, they are stupid, because no one teaches them reason, they are not polite, because all the people they know are not polite, they don't know how to be flexible, because the older they are, the more stubborn they are, and they just can't live long and die. ”

"You should learn to sympathize with others," said the old man, with a kind smile, "boy, they are actually quite pitiful, don't look down on them." ”

Magellan was speechless.

"Boy, do you believe in God?"

"I'm an atheist. ”

"It's stupid, if you go to debate, you're going to lose a mess," the old man shook his head, "and you're just going to put your throat on the tip of someone else's gun without wearing anything." ”

"I'm not going to debate with anyone," Magellan shook his head, deciding that it would be better not to continue the subject, "that mug ......"

"You're smart, boy, you're a habitual thief, aren't you?" the old man picked up the cup and shook his head with a smile, "I guess not anymore." That's right, I let that idiot turn this cup into supernatural power. ”

"But to be exact, it should be called, artifact, after all, a fragment of divine power can do far more than extraordinary power. ”

"And what can it do?"

"A lot of things, you're just dumbfounded, artifacts are naturally used to show people, basically you have to do everything, see what those people want to see," the old man shook his head, "Well, it's important to know what others want to see." ”

"And then? I mean, your teacher has become a god. ”

"Hah, that's an ornament. ”

"No one wants to have an artifact as an ornament. ”

"That's after I die, whatever. The old man shook his head, and suddenly showed a hesitant look, "You kid is still quite smart, this thing is indeed a trouble." ”

"What's your name?"

"Me?" Magellan paused for a moment, "Magellan." ”

"Well, Magellan, my name is Paul. The old man lowered his head and took the cup, and wrote something on it with a quill pen, "If you have the chance, you take this cup and say in your heart, my name is Magellan, and this cup will turn back into an ordinary cup." ”

"Then I'm sure I'll be hacked to death. ”

"Haha," the old man laughed, "boy, you are indeed not stupid. ”

He finally finished writing, and put the quills aside: "Anyway, the fragments of divine power are leaving, so I'll do you a favor one last time, it will protect you." ”

"Thank you. ”

"Hey, boy," said the old man, who seemed a little tired, spoke not so loudly for the first time, "you won't forget me, will you?"

"No, and the stonemason called Science, I remember. ”

"You're really good at talking......"

"Goodbye, then......"

"No, there's nothing wrong with telling the truth, goodbye, kid......"

After speaking, the old man turned into a wisp of silver-white smoke and dissipated.

Magellan turned and looked at the whole room, the whole world, turned into golden smoke and dissipated into the wind.

"Farewell......" he said to himself.

Then the world twisted, and Magellan returned to that hall, the moment when the knight's sword was about to fall.

"I'm Magellan!"

He didn't say it, it was in his heart.

Magellan felt that it might be too late, and for that moment time seemed to stand still, but the knight's sword was still moving.

Then a burst of light erupted from the Holy Grail.

The dark hall was like day, and the knight and the morning star looked at the chalice in Magellan's hand in amazement, but did not understand what was happening.

Magellan looked at his injured arm, which shrank and disappeared at a visible rate, leaving no scar.

"Is it the Holy Grail?" the countess's tone seemed to have a hint of "so it was."

"This is, the fragment of divine power ......" Magellan did not sigh at the sight created by the Holy Grail, he sighed at the experience just now.

"It seems that the legend is true. ”

"What legend?"

"If there is a sufficiently determined unbeliever who spills his blood on the Holy Grail, the Holy Grail will be destroyed. ”