"You told Twilight the location of the Land of Creation?"

In the filthy and shattered church, Murphy and Tracy are startled by the final confession of the King of Biting Bones, and Tracy exclaims:

"Why would you do that? You call yourself the Child of Creation, why do you want to collude with the servants of the subspace? ”

"Shut up! This unruly slave girl! Don't you see the truth of the world being spoken among our noble children of creation? How can you speak! Chief Murphy is so pampered with you. I can't figure out my identity, and I still want to kick my nose in the face? ”

The King of Biting Bones turned his head and scolded.

This made Trissy's eyes widen instantly, good guy, when she heard this thing say that Murphy began to "raise a female slave", she felt that something was wrong, and she made trouble for a long time, she was really the female slave in the eyes of the king of biting bones?

Depend on!

I am a dignified spiritual energy master, and the Scarlet Witch of the Megatron Continent back then is only worthy of being a slave in the eyes of you, an old ghost who has been lying in the grave?

Murphy was dumbfounded by the King of the Bone's scolding.

Obviously, Philet, a dog who thinks highly of himself, says that he doesn't like to be a creator dog, but in fact, the most glorious identity in this guy's heart is probably his origin.

After all, it is a "holy relic" of the "Golden Age", and it does make sense to look down on this weak and chaotic era.

After all, the level of civilization between the two is indeed too different, and a security captain from the Golden Age almost overturned the civilization camp of this era, in this case, it is obviously unrealistic for you to expect Philip to have much respect for the vampire archduke.

Even without being the Children of Creation, the vampires are the defeated men of the Bone-Biting King.

It can only be said that this guy does have the capital of pride.

"Philip! This is my lover, not my slave girl, be careful when you speak. ”

Murphy coughed and scolded.

"Oh, it's a slave girl named 'Lover', sir, you really know how to play."

The King of Biting Bones snorted angrily and did not apologize or justify, it cleverly changed the topic, and when it talked about what happened just now, it explained:

"It's not that I'm with Twilight, Chief Murphy, they weren't twilight when I met them.

At that time, they were just an advance army sent by the civilization camp to the Dark Mountains to search for something when the psionic tide was low, and there were many people like them, and I was busy expanding the power of the Bone Biting Clan and forming a black plague army, so I didn't have time to pay attention to their search everywhere in the Dark Mountains.

Those guys have a bit of a skill, and they actually found a creation relic in the gray desert.

But they couldn't get in, and I thought I'd use them as cannon fodder and let them open the ruins so that I could go in and get some gifts from the Creator to strengthen my clan, after all, no one was more qualified than me to inherit everything in the Golden Age, so I sent a little brother to tell them how to enter the ruins.

And they did.

They went in, as if they brought something out, and then more people came in again, and this time they were not so lucky to come out again, and I was disappointed that I didn't bother with the details, which were just a small thing that didn't deserve attention to me at the time.

It wasn't until the fourth Black Plague, which was the end of my journey, that they appeared strangely when my defeat was already assured.

This time, they have already fallen to the authority of the subspace and become the enemies of creation.

They promised me the power of subspace to help me overcome defeat, but only if I joined them and strengthened them by telling them more of the Creator's mysteries.

But I am the child of creation!

Although I have violated my duties and tampered with my mission, I will not be in the same boat as the subspace dogs!

I rejected them.

But I knew that those madmen wouldn't give up, and that was one of the reasons I ended up going to the Swamp Forbidden Lands, where I activated the security system with the authority of the security captain to stop Dusk from infiltrating the Forbidden Land at that time.

They were quite weak back then, and they couldn't break through the defenses of the forbidden land at all, but who would have thought that a hundred years later, they would actually develop to such a terrifying level?

When the meat-ripping idiot rushed into the Land of Creation and recklessly snatched the slate, I knew something was in trouble, and it must have been part of the Twilight conspiracy.

They couldn't enter the inner chamber of the Land of Creation and take the slate, so they had to trick the gnoll man into running and doing something, but luckily the guy ran into the mummy of the self-proclaimed follower of the Creator when he fled, otherwise it would have been done by Dusk. ”

The King of Biting Bones said in a sighing tone:

"At the time of the Fourth Black Plague, I had already confirmed that all civilizations on the continent now have their own tablets, but the tablets in the hands of the gnolls are undoubtedly the best to obtain, and they are trying to steal the contract of beings through our tablets.

It is no exaggeration to say that just now, we defended the peace of the heart of the world.

For the Son of Creation, this is the highest honor.

But be careful! Dusk's eyes have been fixed on the heart of the world, they will not give up, their activities in various kingdoms and forces are most likely to steal other civilization tablets to obtain the 'key'.

I have no understanding of the process.

After all, I'm just a security captain, and a lot of the information left over from the creation sequence is beyond my control. ”

"So, what's in the heart of the world?"

Tracey could no longer care to scold Philip for the terrible name he had given her before, and she moved her fingers and asked:

"You can't give us a problem, just tell us in general terms that there is a secret to becoming a god, at least you have to tell us where that place is?"

The King of the Biters shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

In fact, it was a security guard, as it said, and now it knew all it could know.

But Murphy was uncharacteristically silent, for this was not the first time he had heard the term "Heart of the World", as Mannis the Endless had said something similar when he had made a pact with him.

After a few seconds of silence, Murphy let out a sigh of relief and said:

"Don't guess, one of the most important things in Manneth's contract with me is to help it complete the steps of ascending to the gods when I enter the heart of the world in the future. I reckon I'll be able to figure out where it is when I find more chalices.

In this day and age, the heart of the world is clearly still well hidden. ”

"Actually, Lord Murphy, there's an easier way!"

The Lord of the Biting Bone, manipulating Hogg's body to his feet, proposed:

"You can go find the 'Eye of the Overseer'!

I've read about it in the Gnoll Civilization Pavilion, which is a special device left by the Creator to monitor changes in the world, which is directly connected to the satellites outside the world's orbit and records the specifics of all the creations.

As long as you can find the Eye of the Overseer, you will definitely find the Heart of the World.

One of the main purposes of my command of the Plague was to find the whereabouts of the Overseer's Eye, but I drove over most of the world without finding the slightest bit of information.

I suspect that the Eye of the Overseer may have been discovered and hidden, most likely in the Land of Origin and the Ancient Kingdom of Callum, two ancient kingdoms established since the beginning of the Era.

Especially the Songhai Empire!

The blue-skinned fools, claiming to be descendants of the Creator, fanatically sought out all things related to the Creator, and they called the Golden Age's self-defended cruise ships the 'Solar Ships'.

What a stupidity!

I still don't know how those guys were able to manipulate the Creator's weapons, but I was just lost to the fire of the Solar Ship, which was supposed to be controlled by me, the security captain! It should have been my flagship!

Ah, that's sad.

The Orthodox Son of Creation was defeated by a group of 'usurpers'. ”

"You're just a security guard! What face is called the Orthodox Son of Creation? ”

Triss sarcastically said:

"And you, the guy who keeps saying that you are for the sake of the Creator, almost destroyed the civilization of this continent, if the Creator is still there, you will definitely be punished by God to kill you, a traitor."

"Traitor? You say I'm a traitor? ”

Fredet was furious, and he manipulated Hogg's body and roared:

"You are the real traitors!

You fools who built a new era from the ruins of the Golden Age, you use psionic energy without knowing that its source is in the subspace!

That filthy power that has been given is the poison bait that subspace uses to corrupt the perfect world created by the Creator, and you fools have bitten into it for a little bit of pathetic power, and your time is based on the use of psionic energy!

You have shaped an era with the power of the enemy, and it is fundamentally wrong.

During the Golden Age, the Creator and my masters did everything in their power to eliminate the influence of psionic energy on the world, and they knew it was highly poisonous, but you drank the wine of power in the poisonous waters, hoping that it would make you strong and immortal.

Every battle and destruction you use to fight and destroy the world will only bring the subspace one step closer to engulfing the world.

Although Dusk is also a bunch of miscellaneous people, I really have a lot to talk about with them on the topic of the end of the world

It is in my eyes that you and the world have been polluted, that the times are wrong, and there is no doubt that you must go back to the ancient times when the dogma of the Creator was strictly observed.

And now you are obviously hopeless. ”

"What about you?"

When it comes to arguing, Triss hasn't been afraid of anyone.

The Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture wielded the Serenade Scepter and argued otherwise:

"In the first three Plagues, the Jackals' so-called belief in the Lord of the Hunt was nothing more than a threatening pantheism, but in the fourth Plague, you began to trumpet the power of the Lord of the Hunt in order to integrate the Jackal civilization, don't think I don't know what you're doing!

Frede, I am the best theologian on the continent! Before you woke up, I had insight into the secrets between faith and the gods.

It sounds righteous that you let Hogg kill the soon-to-be-born Lord of the Hunt, but I ask you, who laid the seeds a hundred years ago? Without your integration, how could the faith of the Lord of the Hunt be concentrated to this point?

You still have the face to scold us, and I don't think your masters and creators have taught you to use the methods of creating evil gods to achieve victory on earth, right?

By associating the priesthood of the Lord of the Hunt with the terms of war, torture and hunting, you have created a sect that can make your people wild and warlike, you have consciously manipulated the minds of the gnolls to form an 'imaginary community', and finally the concentration of those emotions has successfully struck a ripple in the subspace, allowing him to empower your soldiers before they are even born.

Your lord of the hunt could have been a neutral god!

But because of your series of actions, he was polluted by the subspace due to the brutal convergence of beliefs before he was born, and you didn't even fill in any positive emotions into the concept of the hunter you created!

You know exactly what you're doing, but you do it anyway!

You bastard has created an evil god with your own hands so that you can satisfy your ambitions to conquer the world!

Philet, you are the worst child of creation I have ever seen, though I have only seen you one now. ”

"I admit that it was my mistake and a trouble that I had to deal with."

At the mention of this, Philip could not harden himself.

It manipulated Hogg's body and sighed, and said very tiredly:

"I was blinded by rage, but I'll do my best to make amends, Sir Murphy, allow me to retire for now, I'm too tired, I desperately need to rest, and we'll discuss the next steps when Hogg becomes the Jackal's spokesman."

With that, Philip's spirit body relinquished control, allowing Hogg's mind to return to his body.

The Bloodclaw Chief rubbed his head with a distressed expression, the Lord of the Biting Bones hadn't avoided it when he was talking to Lord Murphy and Grand Duke Triss just now, and its mind was full of the shocking facts that had just been revealed by the King of Biting Bones.

But for a native Jackal born in Transnesia, topics such as the Golden Age, the Creator's legacy, and the genetic blueprint are really too difficult to understand.

Even though Hogg had studied history with Professor Malcolm, it was not enough for him to mentally sketch out the secrets of the origin of the Lord of the Biting Bone.

This is normal, and all intelligent beings cannot imagine a color that they have never seen before.

"Don't think about it, it's a terrible burden on your brain, and when you get back to the Swamp Forbidden Lands, you'll understand what those terms that the King of Biting Bones just said mean."

Murphy patted Hogg on the shoulder, calming down the question marks in his head.

He glanced at Traces, who was also full of question marks, and his eyes slipped to the broken tome in Tracey's hand, and he asked:

"This thing was left by the blasphemous priest just now, won't you have any problem holding it?"

"I was about to tell you."

Tracy suddenly smiled, patted the tome in her hand, and said to Murphy:

"That's good stuff! A remnant of the legendary 'Book of Ten Thousand Spells', remember when I told you that the goatmen called their city in the depths of the Dark Mountains 'Vidia Abyssal City'?

The city was founded in honor of the goatmen's ancestor, the 'King of Ten Thousand Curses', and now this book is part of the magic book used by Vidia back then, which records the goatmen's various curses and a whole set of dark laws, and even the forbidden spell of 'Divine Power Stealing'.

This is a rare treasure!

You can use this book to get you a county in the Tower of the Ring, and you can get money in the halfling for money that you can't spend for three lifetimes.

With it, Feimis and I were able to construct a unique Psionic Spell for the player, which was the best birthday present I've ever received in 400 years. ”

"Well, it's good if you're happy."

Murphy had said he was going to destroy this gift from the cultists.

But seeing Tris so happy, he immediately understood the value of this thing, and reached out to take the pages and flip through the pages without triggering the counterattack purification of the Omega program, indicating that this thing did not have dangerous powers attached.

Only then did he feel relieved.

However, just as Murphy was about to say something to Tracy, he suddenly heard a noise outside the church, as well as the roars of the manticore, the stinky treasure of the manticore, and the roars of the wolf, and the fire and water elementals and minotaurs summoned by Winnie.

Murphy's expression changed, and he immediately rushed out of the church with Hogg and George with Trace's support.

They saw a large herd of goatmen gathering at the exit of the dungeon opposite the weathered stone bridge, and these were not as simple as the goatmen mob roaming the upper floors of the dungeon.

Each of them was dressed in rather strange black mantra robes, holding a bone staff embellished with sheep's heads, and as they walked, a black mist visible to the naked eye shrouded their bodies, and there were also turquoise points of light pulsing among them.

The most exaggerated is the goat-man priest standing in the middle, who is so old that he is bent down at the waist.

That's a gold-tiered nightmare priest!

This guy is probably the leader of the Nightmare Cult entrenched in the Bafengte Earth Palace.

The Rosenkavalier Paliano is in a state of imminent combat, and Triss is serenade and ready to fight.

Murphy's reaction was rather strange, as he walked out of the church, the Omega antivirus program that had been dormant just now was mobilized again, and those faint white lights flowed down the corners of Murphy's eyes and fingers.

This proves that there is a filthy force from subspace ahead.

"You guys. . . Leave! ”

Compared to Murphy's fully armed and combat-ready state, the goats on the other side of the stone bridge did not reflect much, and the old nightmare priest rebuked in an indistinct human language:

"You are not welcome in the Nightmare Land of Baphote! Grab your stuff and get out. ”

With this remark, both Paliano and Triss laid down their weapons at the same time.

People didn't think about fighting, so many people came over just to "send off guests", these old rivers and lakes all know how to choose this meeting at the moment, but the Rose Knight still scolded without losing the battle:

"You are hiding in the depths of the dungeon to summon your evil gods, and the nightmare is close to reality after a hundred years of evil efforts, even if we leave today, we will come back in the future! Returned with righteous sanctions and the heavenly fire that burned the darkness. ”

"Whatever you want."

The nightmare priest let out a strange laugh that was so grotesque that it made the little rich brother's whole body tingle, and it waved its paws and muttered to itself:

"Survive the plague before punishing evil, for it is not just the wretched Lord of the Hunter who will be born in this time of the Black Tide. Bugs in the sun! Each of your dreams is destined to belong to Baphont.

No one can stop Him from coming!

Your battle today has expelled a catastrophe for the sons of Baphont, and letting you go is our last goodwill.

Take it with you and never come back! ”

"They're scared."

Tracey whispered to Murphy:

"They and their evil gods are afraid of the purifying power in you, phew, these cultists are just talking, and they have a great advantage even if they are cowardly. It's ridiculous to say anything that spares our lives! ”

"Take it when you see it, you can fight, but it's not necessary, these guys are not the main contradiction, there is no need to waste time on them."

Murphy, gritting his teeth, patted Tracey gently on her waist and whispered:

"They didn't ask you for the Book of Spells, did they?

Isn't this the sacrifice of the 'plague god'?

They have gained face, we have gained the inside, let them continue to plan these unspeakable evils in this dark place, we still have a lot of things to do at the moment, don't worry, there will be many people who will be happy to teach them in our name that big words are not good for health. ”

(End of chapter)