956. Lady Spider and Murphy are like a web, rare and quiet

Villanzer had something "sojourning" on him.

Or to use some more neutral word, "carrying" something.

It's been a while since Murphy discovered this secret, first because he first got double the attribute feedback and a super life-saving talent when he first embraced Veranther, and then he was reminded by Mannis the Leather Snake, and after repeatedly observing the astringent leader Lord Yvette, Murphy had confirmed that the god of the Shadow Elves had been with him before the Black Calamity appeared.

If this truth had been discovered a few months earlier, the vampire would have been frightened into jumping on the spot.

But now, it's drizzling.

After saving one god and shattering another, Murphy's understanding of the concept of "gods" has been reiterated, and he realizes that in this world, gods are just conceptual terms used to refer to powerful beings of higher power.

It can't be used for that kind of omnipotent divinity, and Murphy's emboldening attitude grew after realizing that these guys couldn't accomplish the feat of annihilation with a single look, or even leave the subspace according to their own hearts.

He still respects the gods, but he no longer fears them.

After all, vampires have this arrogant capital, and the Scepter of God, which can be fired 43 times left by the Creator, makes him feel like a ruler with a nuclear arsenal, and already has the bargaining chips to negotiate with any force and any individual.

However, Spider Lady is still a rather peculiar being.

Compared to Murphy's more or less contact with other gods, this god has not made any active contact even though he has come to Murphy's side a few months ago, and the most active one is only to predict that Murphy will be killed by the hand of Veranther, and then give him a bottle of resurrection.

Such passive, unhurried "observation" made Murphy have to wonder what exactly is Lady Spider planning?

It's not like a god who has left his own kingdom and comes to him, is it really just to see the heroic posture of His Excellency the Administrator, hand-picked by the Creator?

Are the gods really so idle?

And now the answer has finally been revealed with the end of the Black Plague.

For the first time, Lady Spider reveals herself in front of Murphy, and she speaks her mind.

freely

She wants to borrow Murphy's hand to use the original shrine that was recovered by Veranther to completely get rid of her "bad relationship" with Avalon, and get an independent identity and personality in the true sense.

"I have some questions"

As soon as Murphy opened his mouth, he saw some more indescribable changes in the body of Willencer in front of him, as Spider Niang rolled her eyes and fell to the ground as if she had fainted, and an inky black shadow was also withdrawn from her body in the faint fluorescent shaping, forming a female figure exuding a dark starlight in front of Murphy's eyes.

Just like the legendary "African Elves".

It was dark and there was no face to be seen, or rather, her face was a dim and haunting nebula, which seemed to be full of a mysterious feeling.

"Wait a minute."

The faint ripples of the voice in the material world reverberate, making the shadow more real, and He said:

"It might be more dignified to talk to you that way, and it will make you more aware of my sincerity. It is polite to show your true face, even to the Shadow Elves and the gods, forgive me for this face that will frighten you, I am not yet free and cannot come together to create a face that is truly mine, according to the beliefs of the Shadow Elves.

The Godhead of Nature binds me.

As He has done for hundreds of years, he has restrained me under His radiant countenance, so that I am neither free nor quiet.

However, this overly tangled relationship has left us both tormented, and it's time to say goodbye to the past once and for all. ”

"Well, your description of your relationship with Avalon sounds like a couple who hate each other, sorry I used such an unseemly metaphor, but it is."

Murphy whispered:

"I know it's not a mortal to figure out the connection between the gods, so let's skip this unpleasant topic, I want to ask, what is the relationship between you and Avalon now? Willencer told me that you were Avalon's means of self-preservation in times of danger, and that it was your birth that saved the god of nature from the fallen calamity.

But the Believers of Nature have told me that Avalon has been fighting the enemies of the subspace for too long, and he has also been tainted with filth, and that you were born to maintain his own purity.

These two statements sound similar, but when you look closely, they are completely different directions. ”

"Does it matter?"

The shadow in front of him asked, with a little reluctance, but in Murphy's gaze, he knew that if he didn't make this clear, Murphy wouldn't help.

So Ms. Spider organized the language, and she responded:

Both statements are true!

I don't have to hide my origins in front of a big man like you.

My birth did come from the silent corruption of Avalon by the subspace, when the new gods had just ascended to the throne with the help of the Sentinels and the Creator's might, and they were not yet skilled in the manipulation of the godhead and power, but they were already able to confront the twisted creations of the subspace.

This made the Shadows of Chaos aware of the danger, and they responded in a way that they were better at.

Thigouk had died of that kind of vicious corrosion, and Avalon should have been the second.

However, fate favored him, and his elven servants were experimenting with the material world and sensing Avalon's corruption in an unexpected resonance of divine power, a news that caused the god of nature to wake up before he took the wrong step, and he purified himself.

I am the product of that purification.

He can't abandon me, that's giving up a part of His being.

Absence and incompleteness are terrible weaknesses for the gods, and once seized by the shadows of the subspace, a thioguk-esque tragedy can be created in minutes.

But He couldn't acknowledge me and accept me like any other face.

After all, I am a corrupted creature.

He could only carefully isolate me, hoping to get rid of me in a less dangerous way as he gained a better understanding of the artificial Godhead, but life longs to continue and exist as long as it is born.

Sensing Avalon's predicament, I made a bold attempt.

The Shadow Elves were born, and I had my own Servant of the Faith.

The Elven King's failure to eradicate the Shadow Elves rebellion in the first place gave me a precious opportunity, and now, hundreds of years later, I can fight against Avalon, and any 'harmlessness' that is attempted to do to me will cause him to suffer a heavy blow.

But I'm still in chains, Your Excellency.

There is no solution to this matter from within, and Avalon and I are destined to torment each other like this until the day we fall.

But your presence was a bonus.

The Creator has given you the magical power to suppress the chaos of the subspace, and in a special situation it is like a supreme sharp knife, which can free me from the shackles of Avalon and become an independent individual with a single slash in a specific position.

Your power is the same as that of the Artificial Godhead, which means that the 'Stripping' carried out by you will not be counterattacked by the Personified Godhead, so that Avalon will not be hit by an accident.

He will lose some of his strength, but He will not become weak. ”

"How can this be explained?"

Murphy frowned and thought for a moment, he asked:

"You represent part of the power of the gods of nature, but your departure won't weaken Avalon, and frankly, I don't believe it."

"This is because Avalon's form is different from the other new gods, dear Lord Murphy, and his essence is the tree in the astral plane, the Aphidashir Celestial Tree of Starlight that supports the entire astral plane.

His life form determines that He can give birth to different aspects by giving seeds, just like the reproduction and rebirth of plants. ”

Ms. Spider patiently explained:

"Other new gods have only one form when they receive Godhead, but Avalon has three faces when he appears, and it is because of this unique ability that he is able to purify and isolate himself, and over the years Avalon has devoted some of his power to shaping a cage for me in order to isolate me.

Once I'm free, He can take that power back.

He'll even get more divine power to give to His followers in the physical world, and haven't you noticed? Avalon is ready for a second 'split'.

Through the spread of His faith in human society, He is about to have a more powerful face to take my place.

I prophesy!

The Father of Oak will eventually be born from the wreckage of the Mother Forest.

That means that Avalon will have the power of a human protector in addition to the elven race gods, and thanks to the more faith that humans can provide, it will also make Avalon the best of the new gods.

This plan had already failed with the collapse of the Old Church, but your selfless support for the church of Avalon has given the God of Nature the possibility of success, and in that respect he owes you a terrible favor.

That's why Avalon will never say no to your request.

He has a demon in his heart.

Hehe, the god of nature is by no means the most honest of the new gods.

Although he is very low-key, Lord Murphy, don't be deceived by the image he has created as an 'honest man', and the fact that he can split my neutral and chaotic face is enough to prove that he is the most attentive of all the new gods.

Even my appeal to you at this time is in His plan.

See!

We were talking in His temple, but the God of Nature was very calm, pretending that he was not peeping lewdly.

This is enough to prove that He himself has no problem in the matter of stripping me away. ”

"But I have an opinion!"

Murphy bent down to help the unconscious Willanther up, and let her lean against the wall next to her, and then said with a straight face:

"You haven't even disguised your neutral and chaotic style, so how can I be sure that I won't add another annoying god to the Chaos faction after I help you?

Your priesthood is pain, intrigue, pleasure, and fate, and I can't imagine the waves that these realms can cause in the physical world once they are infiltrated by the subspace.

The mere manipulation of fate is enough to give a headache. ”

"My web of destiny is only half complete, my Excellency Administrator, it will take me at least thousands of years to weave that web to complete, and until then I can only spy on fate but not manipulate it."

The Spider Lady changed her pitiful posture and defended herself as if she had been wronged:

"I admit that I have played a 'minuscule' role in shaping the culture of the Shadow Elves, but it is the result of their own 'efforts' that they have become the way they are now, and even the Shadow Elves have not yet degenerated into the people of Chaos, and it is all up to me to guide my followers in the darkness while I am restrained, and it is the last bit of clarity that I have to protect their souls under that poisonous lifestyle.

I've been doing this for hundreds of years, my Excellency, isn't that enough to justify my position?

Destiny is to be created by people!

If people are gone, fate will also lose the stage of existence.

Although I was born out of the interference and filth of subspace, Avalon gave me a part of it, taught me to judge the situation, and gave me a hint of a guardian position.

I won't be in the same league as subspace, Your Excellency, Administrator.

I peep at fate, I weave fate, but the more complete the web of fate in my hands, the more serious I myself will be bound by fate, and on the day when I become the only embodiment of fate, I will also be completely reduced to a slave of fate.

Beings like us cannot turn their backs on our priesthood and realm, and if we want to perpetuate our destiny and let people continue to sing on the stage of history, it is impossible for me to stand with those staunch annihilators.

So I would say that you don't have to worry about my future choices at all. ”

In order to persuade Murphy to help, Lady Spider really racked her brains, she looked at Murphy, and said in a very emotional and rational tone:

"The weak pray for fate, the mediocre conform to fate, the wise change fate, the strong shape fate, this net is never static, and it is not up to me to decide what it will be woven into in the end.

I'm just one of those hands that isn't very dexterous.

You!

You are the unfettered thread in this net.

Just recently, you have done a wonderful weaving with great skill, making the Lord of the Hunt the prey of the web of destiny and allowing me to feast.

I assisted you, and this has taken me one step further in my grasp of the Priesthood of Destiny.

I will continue to assist you until one day I can share in your glory, Your Excellency, and I can be your faithful servant, as long as I am rewarded with the name 'Freedom'. ”

"So how can I help you?"

Murphy seemed convinced, and he asked:

"Do you need me to give you Sue's personality?"

"No, no, no, the Frontier Contract is an overly harsh constraint that makes my neck cramp even if I look at it."

Lady Spider said happily:

"All you need is a slight stroke on my Primordial Shrine, as I said earlier, a precise slash above my connection to Avalon, and let me break away from Him and become a free individual.

I've made all the preparations, but I just need the kind of power that can restrain the subspace, and give Avalon's godhead a 'sanitization' when I leave, so that nothing will be left for him. ”

"Hmm"

Murphy nodded as if thinking, but he shouted in his heart at this time:

"Hey, Avalon, aren't you going to make a comment at this moment? As far as I know, the 'prophecy' is also part of the symbol of the moon girl's face, right? Won't her departure really weaken you?

If you're threatened, squeak!

I obviously trust your judgment more than the clever Spider Lady. ”

"She's not lying, and although she's withholding some key information, she's generally sincere and credible."

The voice of the Moon Maiden, whom he had heard once before, quietly rose in Murphy's heart, and this guy Avalon was indeed peeping throughout the whole process, and he said to Murphy:

"Although I don't think she'll join the subspace camp in the future, if you're not at ease, you can make her make a vow."

"Oaths? Are you sure this thing is really useful? ”

Murphy asked rhetorically, with some pain:

"She's the god of fate, and she has many ways to circumvent the oath taking effect."

"She could do that, but if the Creator were to be the witness to the oath, then I guess she wouldn't risk some wordplay, especially after seeing the power of God's scepter with her own eyes."

Moon Maiden Avalon whispered:

"The eyes of the Creator never leave this world, He can shape us or destroy us, and even the best of His temper can be furious when he is deceived.

Let her swear, Murphy.

Before you suffer a crushing defeat, you can trust the favor of fate, after all, the so-called fate will only be on the side of the winner. ”

(End of chapter)