Chapter 167: Killing the Gods

"Since you're a prophet, you should know where the source power comes from, right?"

Before answering his doubts, Morston sold a pass.

"Hmm! Medicine found from ancient ruins......"

He found that he seemed to know so much.

"It's enough to know so much. ”

Morston saw the embarrassment and continued.

"According to the information I have obtained, those ancient ruins should have been left by magicians, and in their time there was a sudden disease called asoul deficiency, and the children born would lose their magic, and black turbidity was a healing medicine, in order to make the human body break through the elemental stability, so as to obtain the power of the element. ”

"But then something else seemed to happen, they left here in a hurry, so there were low-intelligence creatures on that continent who stumbled into it by mistake and gained black turbidity, thus gaining great strength and wisdom, which is the origin of the nightcrawler, but as the first enlightened guy, for some reason, he did not pass on this place with black turbidity to future generations. ”

"It wasn't until humans appeared later, I didn't expect them to get the black turbidity by mistake, and out of desperation, the Nightkin launched an attack on them, but I didn't expect humans to evolve new powers, but you also saw that the real source power and blood source are the same level of power, how do you think the great hero of the human race, how did he stop the Nightkin thousands of troops?"

"I don't know!"

He panicked in his heart, everything now had subverted all his cognitions.

"Although it is just speculation, I am afraid that there is only one truth, he relies on the power of Black Turbidity itself, which is the only explanation for why your family inherited Black Turbidity. ”

"It seems that you really know a lot about the things in our world, and you have judged that I am his descendant since we met?"

"No, that's not it, it's not your family that has black turbidity, black turbidity can be given, as long as you plant a seed in the other party's body, although the concentration of black turbidity will be weakened, but it is still a power higher than the blood source and source power, that is to say, the man who successfully controls the black turbidity will hand over this power to all the prophets of the first generation. ”

"And the main body who created this world, that is, the prophet who created this world, I am afraid that he also has black turbidity in his body, we are all created by him, and from the beginning when the population base was small, he was able to control it, but now that the population is increasing, the spiritual power of the main body cannot be controlled, and the black turbidity is likely to be transmitted. ”

He was now able to understand what he was saying, and the world was like an extremely complex ...... Video game.

And the prophet who created this place is the mastermind, and the person created by him follows the prescribed route every day, repeating without purpose, until he meets the entrant, and the relevant hidden plot will be triggered.

And the Lai is like the one in the game, the character he controls, although he is controlled by the player himself, but he can only make the actions set in the game, and he can't make out-of-the-ordinary behaviors, but now the emotional blockade of the Lai is more like a living person, falling into the game's specification world, and Morston is more like an NPC who suddenly has his own ideas.

In fact, this is what all the words mean, but apparently our Earl didn't know that there was such a thing as a computer game.

"And where did your blackness come from?"

"Ahem, if you want to hear it, I'm probably going to have another story to tell. ”

"I want to know. ”

"Of course no problem, then ......"

Morston raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and an old man in a black gown with white gloves walked up from the bottom of the building step by step, holding a silver tray.

The fragrant tea was served to the table in front of the two of them, and of course, they did not forget to put a small blanket under the teacups to insulate the heat.

"Sir, you must be a learned man, and it has been a long time since Your Highness has spoken so freely with others. ”

"Your Highness?"

He was suddenly shocked, His Royal Highness was not the title that an earl should have.

"Moronka, you're talking!"

"It's rare to see His Highness so happy, and I'm a little carried away. ”

Moronka put her hand on her heart and bent over to apologize to Morston.

"Forget it! I'm going to tell him right away anyway. ”

Morston waved his hand, and Moronka turned and walked down.

"Perhaps you've heard my alternate identity, the bastard son of the King of Pardon, the product of a bastard scoundrel and a bitch. ”

Morston took a sip of fragrant tea made from something he didn't know, and his face showed an expression of enjoyment.

He didn't speak, just quietly listened.

"You also know that as an illegitimate child, I had to be in a very awkward situation, until I met Steyi, when he already had such a thing as an idea, he helped me, and then a group of people around me also awakened one after another, I need to say, I call having a mind an awakening. ”

He nodded in understanding.

"I have a mind, at that time I realized how ridiculous what I had done before, so I left the royal family with him, and then I found out my purpose in life, compared to playing with power, I still prefer new things that I have not seen, if I have the opportunity I must go to your world to see. ”

"So out of this curiosity, I made a request to Steyi to accept the cloudy, and he said yes, and that's how my cloudy came. ”

"Wait! You said that after every entrant fails, the world will be destroyed once, so why is your father's kingdom still there?"

"Because the previous entrant failed so quickly, the idea didn't come into being, so the Council of Four only cleared his friends, and it was as simple as that, and Stiyi and I escaped. ”

"Can you tell me how long the last entrant held out?"

"From the time I knew him...... Less than fifty years. ”

He nodded, and continued:

"So what do you want from me?"

"I hope you can join us, the current world is protected by a huge barrier, as soon as we step out of the barrier, the body will disappear, after all, we are created, not enough to cope with the pressure of the real world, but if we are given enough time to grow, then one day, we will be able to get out of this damn place. ”

"I'm not very interested in helping people. ”

Lan sneered, this is not something he can do at all, if he wants to exist forever, then there is one thing that must be done, that is, to destroy the Council of Four, so that they have no way to destroy this world again, but is that possible, Lan deeply knows their ability, resurrect the dead, suspend time, this is simply something that only God can do.