As Shug fell into deep thought, the document on the computer screen suddenly closed as if he knew what he was thinking, and the bright display went out.

This change made Xiuge feel as if they were deliberately trying to show the information to himself.

Seeing this, Shug didn't plan to stay here any longer, so he straightened up again and began to search for Theseus in the dream shelter.

Finding Theseus in this dream world is actually a very simple matter.

Because as long as he appears, he will not "treat" himself badly.

So Hug soon found a light in the other corner - a computer was in operation, and Theseus's figure was illuminated by the light from the computer monitor, and he was like one of those lonely planners or programmers who returned to the company alone on weekends to work overtime.

Xiuge stepped forward quickly.

Then he realized that this time Theseus didn't play any arcade games like he had done on the previous two occasions, and he changed his taste, and was now clicking on a strategy game with a lot of data in the interface.

Under the manipulation of Theseus, many badges representing armies and soldiers moved rapidly on the huge map, and they were precisely divided into large and small areas, and connected to each other into one battle front after another.

Eventually, they succeed in confronting their enemies, and a succession of political negotiation interfaces and options pop up in the center of the screen.

Shuge noticed that the armor and national logos on the screen matched the alliance of the plateau nations led by the Wattel Kingdom, as well as the Plains Group led by the Durand Kingdom, and he even caught a glimpse of the legion logo of a certain chaser regiment belonging to the Vortl Kingdom, which was at the front line at the moment, and seemed to have collided with the enemy.

Shug wanted to take a closer look, but his eyes were immediately drawn to a black shadow that roamed near Theseus' left hand.

To be exact, it was a pitch-black mass of viscous gum.

It's the same monster he'd encountered in the sewers.

"Interested? Do you want to have fun?"

Theseus suddenly let out a chuckle, and without waiting for Shut to answer, he threw the strange presence that was filled with an ominous aura, but only the size of a palm, onto the table next to Shut G, so the black monster was like the kind of toy clay that Shut had played with when he was a child, and it snapped and fell into a cake shape on the table, but then it squirmed again, and the familiar limbs, eyes, mouth, and other organs of Shut resurfaced.

Xiuge sighed and gave his own comment: "Even if it gets smaller, it's still a little disgusting."

"You should get used to it."

This time, instead of sneering, Theseus persuaded him in a slightly emotional tone.

At this point, he finally finished his work in the game, and he pressed the pause button, slowly turned, and beckoned to the pitch-black viscous presence, and it flew up and returned to Theseus. ….

"Sit down."

Theseus pointed to another chair next to him, his state this time was a little different from the crazy and pompous appearance before, although his tone was still full of strong banter, but it was undeniable that Theseus at least put on a good conversation this time.

Xiuge sat down, his confusion reaching his throat at this time.

"Which question are you going to start with?"

Theseus's attitude was very direct, and while he "played" with the liquid mass suspended in front of him, he said, "But first, you better not expect to know all the answers at once, that will definitely not be a good thing for you, but a disaster."

Seeing that Theseus's attitude was unusually sincere, Hug nodded as well, and he threw out his first question.

Shug pointed to the ever-changing mass of black slime, "This thing is here."

What is the end?"

"Heir."

Theseus' answer was very simple: "To be precise, it should be 'The mutilated heir, the abyssal deformity forcibly catalyzed and created through incantations and sacrifices, it is too weak and the power in the body is not pure, so it is not even worthy of being a protected family, you don't need to care too much.'"

Hearing Theseus say this, Hug couldn't help but purse the corners of his lips.

In fact, it was such a "mutilated deformed child" in Theseus's mouth that brought an extremely profound disaster to himself and the entire city of Seren.

But at the same time, this sentence of Theseus also brings some new clues to Silk.

Because this was not the first time he had heard the word "abyss", Shuge remembered very well that he had glimpsed this unfamiliar concept in that message when he received the power of the messenger in the mirror.

"The Mirror Messenger dwells in the heart of the abyss, a servant of the Boundless Palace, and a listener of the Mad Singer."

That's what that sentence says.

So Shug gathered his thoughts for a moment, and then he said, "So, as it stands, all the powers I have acquired, and everything that exists in this sanctuary, should be related to the concept of 'Lost Gods, right?'"

Seeing Theseus nodding, Hug said, "Well, then start at the roots...... Can you explain to me what kind of beings are the so-called Lost Gods?"

"It's actually quite simple."

Theseus stopped what he was doing, his body leaning back slightly, and pressed his weight completely on the office chair: "No world at any stage will lack its own ruler, but that ruler may be a worm, a human, or a beast...... Occasionally, of course, something more powerful will emerge."

"So you mean that the Lost Gods are the rulers of Vane's past?"

"The oldest and most powerful ruler, to be exact."

Hearing Theseus's words, Hug couldn't help but squint: "In that case, where have they gone now?"

"They didn't go anywhere."

Theseus laughed, "I know you're going to have doubts, but you'd better trust me on this matter...... They are truly powerful gods, and they cannot be killed or banished...... They are only gone and disappeared because they fell asleep, and it was a sleep that was too long." ….

So Shug asked, "So, are you also one of the Lost Gods?"

However, Theseus's reaction was beyond Huge's expectations, and he shook his head very dryly: "Me? Of course I'm not, didn't you already know my names and names last time? Rather than seeing me as a god or a deity, I prefer a few other titles."

"For example?"

Theseus shrugged, "Playwright? Perhaps......"

Hug was a little surprised, because he could catch a strange sense of loss in Theseus's words, and at this moment, the mysterious existence of this self-proclaimed "god of fate" was somewhat similar to those old people who were recounting their unbearable past.

After a slight astonishment, Shug asked, "So, what about the Black Sun Prophecy in Van En and the Black Sun Society?"

Theseus immediately laughed, "Didn't you write it yourself? Ask yourself to go."

The familiar feeling came back all at once.

Fortunately, Theseus did not continue to ridicule him, but gave his own answer: "The so-called prophecy of the Black Sun is nothing more than a one-sided interpretation of the voices and wills of the gods by the ignorant descendants, perhaps with their foolish and useless feelings of remorse and shame......

"As for the Black Sun Society, I don't know about it, maybe you should just ask their members what they think, I'm also curious about their thoughts."

"Curious?"

"Hmm...... How to describe it? It's as if you're busy with your own business, as a result

Somehow, a swarm of ants came running around your legs, dancing and singing, and they were able to pronounce your name and certain things you had said in the past."

Theseus gives an example: "Although their wishes are humble and funny, you always get some interest in them because of such situations, don't you? For example, if they're hungry for endless food, then you pick up a loaf of bread and throw it at them, pop! Although a lot of ants were killed, the wish was granted."

This is a very classic and figurative metaphor.

Perhaps in the eyes of those lost ancient gods, humans today are indeed no different from humble ants...... The Black and Japanese Association, which can have a substantial impact on the Legislative Committee and many countries, may be a special type of these ants.

Shuge frowned, then asked, "Can I understand that the Lost Gods used to respond to the prayers of the believers in the same way?"

To this, Theseus remained silent.

Although he didn't understand why Theseus was vague about this part, Hug finally found out a part of the truth, so he immediately threw out the question that was most important to him at the moment.

"Can you tell me what's going on in the sewers of Salem? What is the current state of my body?"

"As you know, the crippled heir who was forcibly summoned has made you his own husk...... You and them will be destined to be hunted or hunted, either they devour you or you devour them." ….

Theseus picked up the mass of slime and shook it twice in Shoge's face very viciously, "And I, in order to make sure that you don't become their excrement, have to reluctantly take my first step for you."

"You mean, these 'children of the abyss, their power...... to me."

"Big Supplement!"

Theseus used a concise vocabulary and added, "While I know it can be disgusting to your poor human mind, you have no other choice...... From the moment they are summoned, you will be their eternal priority, so for your own sake, you had better be decisive and not always be so reserved."

"So what do I do?"

"Just follow your instincts, or you can ask your 'magic tenants, they'll tell you.'"

At this, Theseus waved his hand gently, "Alright, you should go back too...... Don't be lazy here, be careful of being captured alive by your female companions."

The fog that made Theseus's face trembled, and the impatience in his words was already evident, so Hug had to get up from his chair, but before he could lift his feet, he heard Theseus say in a very subtle tone: "You need to hurry, know that the concept of war is not limited to nations......

……

When Shuge woke up from his short sleep, there was a knock on the door outside the carriage.

He hurriedly got up and opened the door that had been locked by himself.

Dressed in a heavy coat, Verin appeared in front of Xiuge, and on the side, Duden, the soldier who was in charge of the guarding, cast a curious gaze on him, he was now a little curious about Xiuge's interpersonal relationship - that Miss Sally was fine, why did this young female scholar of the lake level look for him in such a hurry?

Is this the charm of a writer?

Of course, Xiuge didn't know what he was in the eyes of others, and when he saw that Wei Lin's face seemed to be a little pale, he hurriedly withdrew a step so that she could enter the warm carriage.

"I'm sorry, Miss Verin, I kept you waiting outside for a long time, right?"

"It's only five minutes."

Wei Lin shuddered slightly, as a mage scholar, her body was a little thin after all, and now, Wei Lin still wore the silver neck ring and shackles that limited her magic power, which made her unable to use magic to keep herself warm.

Just one coat, real

It's hard to withstand the cold after the snowfall.

Shug saw Vielen's expression in his eyes, so he shook his head with a smile, and took out a standard scarf from the wardrobe next to him that he hadn't used: "Take it, Miss Viline, this is somewhat useful...... Why is Mr. Clutez so stingy? He won't even give you thicker clothes?"

Silently, Wei Lin took the scarf and circled it around her neck twice before she muffled, "I thought I could still use some simple tricks, but the quality of the army's demon-strangling silver shackles was too high, and I couldn't use my magic power at all."

Apparently not wanting to discuss this embarrassing subject with Schugg, she immediately asked, "Mr. Schugg, the soldier said you had already met Schubert...... So, do you have any solutions for those troubles that have happened to him?".

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