At the junction of the unreal and the real, a person appeared at some point.

Dressed in a white magic robe, with wide sleeves, fluttering clothes, chic and elegant, like snow-white hair falling at will, the cold back seems to blend with heaven and earth, only the cold wind clings to the sky and flows into the deeper world.

A pair of transparent eyes seem to contain the cosmic starry sky, and countless starlight shines in them.

He walked slowly with a wand, and every time the tail of the wand touched the ground, the muffled sound seemed to sound from the depths of their hearts.

Looking at the man's appearance, some of the Hogwarts students who had been to the Headmaster's office opened their eyes wide, apparently recognizing Char.

However, they held their breath and did not dare to speak, for fear that what appeared in front of them at this moment was an illusion.

Soon, Char came to the palace.

He raised his wand and stomped lightly on the ground, accompanied by the sound of the first ringing of the temple's morning bell, a huge magical power spread in all directions, directly cutting off the power of the sleeping god who controlled them.

The magicians also fell from mid-air, breathing greedily and with a clear scratch mark on their necks.

Seeing this, the surrounding magicians rushed up directly, and began to treat the injuries of these older magicians with magic.

Char looked up at Hope above, a kind smile on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Marbury."

To be honest, Char actually didn't plan to come over, because with the power of fate he gave him, things should be going in a positive direction.

However, it is clear that Char's addition has had some unknown effects on fate.

He probably shouldn't have given Leo the punching bags and let them out of their controlled state.

The fluttering wings of the butterfly created a slight breeze here, allowing the group of magicians who should not have been here to appear here.

Of course, the fate of the whole should not be affected, but the fate of these magicians is not clear.

Most of them are the elite of the wizarding world, and if they all die here, it will also have some impact on Char's future plans.

So, he needs to be here.

Hope stared at Char, and after a moment he said, "Who are you?" ”

"An ordinary citizen passing by." Char said.

He looked up at Hope, "I'm a little curious, you want to create a world without lies, but what do you define as a lie?" ”

"Something false, of course." Hope said.

"This world is where all people are equal, and there is freedom and justice in this world." Char continued, "Do you think this is something false? ”

"Of course." Without hesitation, Hope replied, "There has never been true equality in this world. ”

There was also a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Char's eyelids closed, "Then human beings can't pursue equality and freedom and justice?" ”

Hope was obviously stopped by Char's question, and he was a little speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

Char's words continued.

"Equality has never been achieved in this era, so there is no doubt that this is a lie.

Throughout the history of mankind, there have been many such lies. For example, in ancient times, the guilt of murder was also a lie.

At that time, human life was like a mustard, and many people could escape the punishment of the law after killing others.

But with the progress of society, the law of murder is engraved in almost everyone's mind, and this has been fully realized.

But is the law on the guilt of murder proposed now?

No, it was a long time ago, but the restrictions of the times made it more difficult to enforce the law.

Social progress is never achieved overnight, and it is usually the ideals that come before people move towards them. ”

Hope seems to have figured out the fallacy in Char's sentence, "Ideals are not the same as lies, ideals are things that can be realized but have not yet been realized, and lies are things that are more nihilistic."

Moreover, lies are not just these positive things, how many people are victimized by lies? ”

"And how do you determine what is nothing?" Char said, "So you mean that there are indeed white lies in this world, and there are also malicious lies?" ”

Hope thought for a moment, then nodded, "That's right. ”

"You've made a fallacy." Char said seriously, "You think that malice can only be attached to lies, so may I ask, can malice be attached to truth?" ”

Hope was stunned for a moment, and another round of speech.

But Char's words continued, "If I knew the truth about something, I would break down, but I still told you about it, and it eventually led to your death of depression."

Excuse me, can such truths also harm others? ”

Hope was still speechless.

So, it follows that the root cause of all the ills you are talking about is the malice attached to the lie, not the lie itself.

Even if you eliminate the form of lies, the naked malice in the truth can hurt people just as much. ”

"Shut up!" Hope shouted. His face turned red, and the expression on his face became more and more hideous, "There is no such thing as the best of both worlds in this world, what you want to gain, you must give up something, and the disappearance of lies is definitely beneficial to this world!" No one can stop me from dispelling lies! ”

Char smiled and shook his head, "You really aren't fit to be a god."

Hope took a deep breath, his mood quickly eased, and he returned to the appearance of being aloof, contemptuous of everything.

He scoffed, "Do you need to decide whether I am fit to be a god or not?" ”

He raised the ruby in his hand, and the huge force directly distorted the space around Char, as if he also intended to crush him into a blood mist like the rest of the magicians.

But obviously, although Char's space magic is not as good as theocracy, the oppression created by ordinary humans using divine power rudely like this can still be slightly blocked.

He slowly raised his wand and pointed at the gem in Hope's hand, and the power of fate flew down his wand.

This power was injected into the inside of the gem, and under the gaze of everyone, many cracks appeared on the gem, and even spread in all directions.

In fact, the gem itself is on the verge of collapse. Hundreds of years ago, in order to enter the real world, Hypnos himself did not know how much divine power he put into the gem, and he was at the upper limit of the gem's bearing.

And just now, he absorbed and recovered the sandbags and masks, and recovered most of the demitheocracy.

According to normal fate, the ruby would have been completely shattered by absorbing too much, but apparently, it was delayed by the arrival of these magicians.

Hope raised his hand in panic and grabbed the ruby, screaming in horror to stop the ruby from shattering.

But apparently, he is essentially an ordinary person, and he cannot resist anything.

"Peng!"

With a crisp sound, the ruby directly shattered into countless fragments and scattered all over the ground.

Huge divine power overflowed from his palm, fleeing in all directions like embodied ghosts.

Hope shouted loudly, trying to reach out and grab the escaped theocracy.

"No, no, my strength, my jewels! You belong to me! Come back! All back! ”

He roared hysterically, but the powers clearly ignored him. After spilling around for a while, it seemed to have found its own home, and went directly into the body of Hypnos lying on the ground.

With the influx of this huge divine power, Hypnos was also directly exploded into countless black fine sand like the ruby.

The sand formed a huge tornado at the back of the palace, and countless winds hit the mages below, so that they couldn't even open their eyes.

But soon, as the storm subsided, the magicians slowly opened their eyes.

An even greater Hypnos appeared before their eyes.

He was about 100 meters tall, still wearing the same black robe, but his deep black eyes seemed to encompass the whole night, and countless black sand surrounded him.

This void space also began to have more stars, and the bright galaxy of starlight turned this place into a cosmic starry sky.

The earth was of equal proportions floating above the head of Hypnos.

Facing the side of Hypnos was darkness untouched by the sun, and the whole land was as black as ink and silent. Countless lives slept in this dark night.

And Hypnos, who lies beneath the darkness, is its master (end of this chapter)