"You can tell that I'm different from the other Old Gods, whether it's the electronic product called Turing, or the Gejero you've seen...... In fact, that guy is not an ancient god, and he is not qualified to show the gate to Luo Oblivion City. ”

Stewart muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the growth rings on the wooden tabletop.

"Eons of years are nothing to them because they have lost so much of their biological nature, but I am different...... I was just an ordinary human being, but I was born at the bottom of the ocean and looked a little strange. ”

"I can imagine your suffering." Chen Jing sighed.

"If I were to say that I might as well sleep for hundreds of millions of years......," Stewart said with a wry smile, "In your parlance, I should have seen a psychiatrist, and now I have a hard time suppressing my irritability...... Don't worry, I'm not targeting you, I'm just going crazy. ”

Chen Jing nodded in understanding, and at the same time comforted him softly.

"If I were you, I'd probably be more insane."

"If only you could understand......" Stewart shook his head.

It took about ten minutes.

Confirming that Cuttuart's mood had gradually stabilized and that he could at least communicate normally, Chen Jing asked curiously.

"Can you tell me exactly what this place is?"

"Beyond time and space." Stewart repeated his previous answer, but added, "Similar to your 'deep space', but not so useful, it can only be used to shield the Creator's perceptions. ”

Stewart raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and seven steaming delicacies appeared on the empty table, as if they had just been brought out of the kitchen by the chef, with all the meat and vegetables available, and the presentation was as delicate as a work of art......

"The dimensional axis, the world line, the timeline, and the umbilical cord of deep space that you just mentioned......" Chen Jing looked at Cuttuart, who was feasting on a knife and fork in his hand, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "I don't know anything else, but the umbilical cord of deep space...... How did this stuff end up with you? ”

"Left by the Yellow King." Cuttuart gracefully cut off a piece of meat, slowly put it into his mouth, and chewed slowly with a look of enjoyment, "This is a great gift he left for his descendants, but it was only transferred by my hand." ”

"To be honest, my mind is a little mess......y," Chen Jing thought of the memories inherited by the Yellow King, and his eyes couldn't help but become confused, "I didn't know about your existence before......"

"Well, normal." Stewart smiled, "It's a good thing that everyone has forgotten what should be forgotten." ”

As he spoke, Stewart cut off another piece of meat and slowly put it in his mouth.

"People have forgotten me, and the world has forgotten me, and the damned Creator...... Basically, there are traces of my existence, which should have been almost erased, except for some very fragmentary and inconsequential information, which has been left behind by the family members who almost ruined me. ”

The more Chen Jing listened, the more dazed he became, and he could only wait for Stewart to continue to give an explanation.

"Do you know the real history?"

"I knew it before, but now I ...... I don't know. ”

"I want to think about how much ...... I can tell you"

Stewart put down the knife and fork in his hand and stared at Chen Jing silently, and it took almost half a minute for him to come to a conclusion.

"Depending on where you are now, it's not a good thing to tell you too much, and the more detailed the information, the more it will form an anchor in your brain, so that it will be easy for those Creators to catch ......"

Cutt's fingers flicked lightly on the table, their long, white knuckles resembling the hands of some pianist.

"In a way, the Yellow King is indeed stronger than me, and he has put a barrier on the memory he has passed down to you, so the Creator cannot perceive the details...... But I can't be as comprehensive as him, and there is a limit to the information barrier I have created, so I can only tell you part of the real history. ”

"You say." Chen Jing couldn't help but look forward to it.

"The memory that the Yellow King gave you is wrong, at least eighty percent of it is wrong......"

In Stewart's next narration, Chen Jing only felt that his worldview had been greatly impacted, and he couldn't even tell which was true and which was false for a while......

According to Stewart.

In the old days.

That is, the time when the Yellow King first rose.

He had already met the Yellow King and had a competitive relationship on the surface.

The Yellow King conquered the land.

He was dubbed the "King of Deep Sky".

And he conquered the seas early.

It is called "the master of the city of snails" by the world.

Both sides have the idea of encroaching on each other's territory, and both want to conquer the whole world completely, and want the world to run according to their ideas......

So, the situation changed very quickly.

What began as a territorial conflict that could be resolved at the negotiating table quickly turned into a war that engulfed the entire world.

"The undead army of the deep space dived into the deep sea, and the clans of Luo Oblivion City set foot on the mainland, and we fought between us for almost thirty years...... In the end, I was defeated at the hands of the Yellow King, but instead of killing me, he wanted to make peace with me. ”

"Because he admires you?" Chen Jing came up with a more likely reason.

"It's not."

Stewart shook his head helplessly, wanting to shatter Chen Jing's illusion with his own hands.

"He just thinks that the smell of the sea is too strong, so he doesn't want to include this ocean as his territory, and he only asks me to promise that I will never lead my family to the mainland again......"

"Is this credible?" Chen Jing blinked.

"Yes...... It doesn't seem to be very credible. Cuttuart laughed, "Anyway, he left the ocean to me to manage, and from time to time he would come to Luoyan City to drink and chat with me, until later...... Those damned creators appeared. ”

As soon as the words fell, Stewart suddenly fell silent.

Long.

Cuttuart spoke again, his tone a little lonely.

"Do you know what the biggest difference between me and the Yellow King is?"

"What?"

"Select."

Stewart raised his hand and pointed to his head, his voice getting deeper.

"I knew from the beginning that I couldn't defeat those creators, so I didn't participate in the war against the creators at all, I just wanted to take the city of oblivion and hide it well, if they really found it...... Then it would be better for me to destroy the city of Luoluo with my own hands than to fall into the hands of the Creator. ”

“…… You're thinking a bit extreme. ”

"Yes, King Huang also thinks so, and scolds me for being embarrassed and unworthy." Stewart laughed, "In the middle of his war with the Creator, he suddenly came to me in the city of Luoan, and I thought he was trying to kill me or drag me into that war, but it didn't turn out. ”

Stewart looked back out of the dining room, looking at the unbridled "light" with a complicated expression.

He said.

"He's found a way to destroy the Creator's race."

(End of chapter)