Chapter 130
The golden shaded fish is overjoyed.
At this time, Bryce shouted in the private message space: "Fifth brother, let me out first!"
Jin Jianceng paused, then smiled and replied, "Okay, but I have to remind you that I can't release your real body, I can only release your clone. Are you ready?"
Bryce had just finished packing up his things. There were countless books and "workbooks" piled up in the area, and three exhausted Black History Demons were lying behind him.
The three demons used all their efforts to finally finish their homework. Perhaps they had never worked so hard in their lives.
They looked at Bryce, as if they had placed all their hopes on him.
Brice was extremely confident and replied, "I've been prepared for this for a long time."
The golden gradient smiled crookedly, "Okay, come here."
The next second, orange light flashed in the room, and a big orange cat walked out of the space channel.
Compared with the golden shaded cat, the orange cat looks like a more burnt and shiny bread. In terms of size, the orange cat is obviously larger than the golden shaded cat, about 6-7 pounds heavier than the golden shaded cat, and the fat on the belly is more obvious. When walking, it looks heavy and sways slightly like caramel jelly, which makes people hungry.
The golden shaded cat clapped its hands with the big orange cat that was walking towards it, and then asked, "Do you need my help?"
The big orange cat sat down and nodded, saying, "Not for now. I have contacted a wandering poet partner."
The golden gradient agreed: "Then let's start whitewashing, bah! Let's rewrite history."
The big orange cat nodded solemnly, with a strong sense of mission in his eyes, and said in a loud voice: "Leave it to me!"
After saying that, an orange light flashed, and the historical rewriting began!
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On the other side, on the coast.
The Evil of the Universe, Anolo, looked at the horizon, as if he was still thinking about Ye Qingyi breaking out of the coffin.
“…”
He was silent for a long time, with a black coffin lying beside him and stars all over his head.
Anyone who looks up here can see a mysterious and profound universe.
Every star is like the eye of a great being, and indeed it is.
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At the same time, in a tavern in the Oedipus Empire.
"Boss, don't sleep. Do you have any wine left?"
The strong man who loved alcohol shook the tavern owner who was lying on the bar.
The tavern owner turned his head and had a relaxed expression as if he was fast asleep. He didn't react at all. But suddenly, his eyes widened, as if he had received an important order from God. He stood up on the spot and shouted as if no one was around: "Haha, we've finally been waiting for this! We'll do it right away!"
The sturdy man was confused. What was coming? What was being executed?
As he stared in amazement, the boss rushed out the door and... never came back?
"Hey! Where's my wine!"
At the same time, in the Oss Empire Historical Library, a group of historians received the same information.
"Is it finally here? The order from Them?"
They were shocked, their hands and feet were shaking, and they all turned to look at their team leader Helen who was standing on the balcony.
Helen held her face and laughed at the news, "It's here. I thought I would have to wait a long time, but it's finally here! So everyone, start taking action!"
The historians froze for a moment, then immediately took action.
At the same time, the dean of the Institute of History and Culture of the Continental Human Alliance opened an envelope.
There was a black letter inside the envelope, and as soon as I opened it, a dark light flashed.
Faith is not information, light is.
The light carried a wealth of information, telling him what he should do next and the main content of the re-editing of history.
The dean first went through the content himself, and the shock in his eyes grew heavier and heavier. Although he had thought that this might be the case, and had found a lot of historical evidence, and even finished half of the project, he did not expect the entire historical line to be like this.
If these things were made public, they would certainly cause controversy. Would people easily believe them?
He didn't have much confidence in this, but he believed in their methods.
"But isn't the time limit too short? We have to win the trust of people in such a short time, including the whole world..."
The old man stroked his beard, then slowly stood up and walked to the balcony. He fixed his eyes on the horizon and whispered, "But no matter what, it's time to let the world know the truth."
He will give the green light from the alliance, but the real action will still depend on the wandering poets around the world.
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At the same time, wandering poets from all over the world began to take action one after another.
They can be seen in bars, on the roadside, and anywhere there are people all over the world.
There were a thousand people in the tavern of Hammurabi's Empire.
They heard that a very famous wandering poet was coming, so they immediately ran to listen to the story. Everyone was looking forward to it, but then they heard a story that was almost completely different from current history.
They doubted their own ears. The wandering poets sang beautifully, but what was the content of the songs? Was the history they were talking about serious?
How could Amon, the Lord of the Abyss, be a good demon? Wasn't he the Abyss Demon who loved the gaming continent the most? Anyone who met him would be extremely unlucky!
The Abyss Lord Butis is even more so. His power of [Sin] and [Punishment] terrifies all mankind, and he actually destroyed a country! What kind of hidden secret could there be?
Besides, isn't it a foregone conclusion that Beelzebub, the Lord of the Abyss, ate an entire race? If he is not a threat to humans, then who is?
This type of new historical theory is often difficult to be accepted immediately, especially when there are several well-known human threats in the story. People have their own historical concepts in their hearts, which are like ideological stamps, deeply rooted and difficult to convince.
So the rewriting of history has just begun, and people around the world are constantly expressing their objections, some even questioning it on the spot.
"Sir, we can't make random adaptations. Do you think these have any historical basis?"
"The Lord of the Abyss is powerful and terrifying. If they find out what you are saying, you're doomed!"
"Teacher Allen, I always believe you. I know that stories are always half true and half false, but this time there are too many false elements, right?"
Most people doubted it. Some people just listened to it as a story and didn't take it seriously. After all, isn't it true that wandering poets are best at making up stories? Why did you take it seriously?
The dispute at the scene gradually escalated, and in some places people even quarreled.
In the History Hall of the Oss Empire, a group of old people became angry when they heard this obviously fabricated statement and began to blame Helen.
"History is not a discipline that seeks to be original. Do you have any basis for your research? Are you making it up just to attract attention?"
But they didn't realize that this initial stage was just a warm-up to pave the way for the following story. It was indeed to attract attention, but it was not made up.
This move comes from Eliorg.
In Eliog's opinion, if they just told stories, they would not be able to gain much publicity, and no matter whether what they said was true or false, there would be a lot of people who did not believe it. After all, the reason why dark history is called dark history is because it is dark enough and cannot be easily erased by conventional means.
Therefore, they need to develop a communication strategy. First, they throw out controversial and exaggerated conclusions. The more exaggerated, the better. This creates a spectacle, in order to get people to discuss it heatedly. The more doubters and opponents, the better.
People naturally like to see spectacles. They don't want ordinary ones, the more bizarre the better, and what they want is to spread and become a hot topic, so that the whole world will know about it, not just humans, but also elves, goblins and other races.
How was the implementation effect? The answer is very good. There were doubts and endless disputes in various places. It was just a small matter, but it quietly became a big thing. In some areas, it even alarmed the imperial officials. The fastest newspapers had already published news reports.
The initial execution was successful! Next, the wandering poets from all over the country stepped up their efforts, ignoring the doubts and oppositions of those around them, and continued to give everyone three questions:
First, what is the Abyss Era?
Second, what has the Lord of the Abyss done in the past eight thousand years?
Third, what mysteries are there about them, and why are there these mysteries? Who knows the answer?
The wandering poets were very skilled at mystifying things. When the questions were asked, many people were stunned on the spot and had to think about the three questions.
It’s not that they haven’t thought about it, but what’s the point of thinking about it? Even the contractors of the Abyss Lord don’t know the answer, right?
In the dead of night in the Oedipus Empire, Bruce appeared in the magic clock tower at the highest altitude. His hands moved gracefully like an orchestra conductor, quickly collecting and digesting information from all over the world and steadily controlling the pace of communication.
If they knew the second brother's cognitive tampering magic, perhaps it wouldn't be so troublesome. But the big devil has the big devil's methods, and the small devil has the small devil's methods. Our second brother is sleeping, so naturally they have to deal with it themselves.
During the process, the golden shaded cat heard some "noise" and became a little worried. He asked the big orange cat: "Bruce, are you making good progress? Do you need help?"
At this time, the big orange cat had two little pigeons on its head and was holding one in its hand.
Hearing this, He shook his head and said, "Leave it to me."
Just think about it, without any talent in his brain, how could he be a wandering poet? He was the first wandering poet in history who traveled all over the world!
"This is just the beginning, the main event is coming next."
The golden gradient was relieved, "Then we'll wait and see."
The big orange cat said: "It always takes time to change concepts. As long as the external environment remains unchanged, our historical re-editing will surely be carried out smoothly."
His words reveal an important premise, namely, whether the external environment can remain unchanged without any interfering forces.
You know, they have two troubles at the moment, the evil of the universe and the Creator God, both of which are damnable. The evil of the universe, the werewolf, blew himself up and brought out the Creator God, and is currently secretly intensifying the conflict between them and the Creator God. The Creator God's current action is only to send out Death and Silence, and then sit still. I don't know what he is thinking.
Both of these guys have the potential to hinder the rewriting of history, although it may not be beneficial to them.
Jin Gradient analyzed: "Bruce, don't worry about anything else, just focus on rewriting history. Tell me in time if you encounter any danger, and I will always keep an eye on your situation."
"good."
The big orange cat nodded and walked into the space channel again.
What was He doing? The arrangements were almost complete, so of course it was His turn to personally take action.
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Three minutes later, the largest park in the Roman Kingdom was bustling with people, and in a blink of an eye, more than 100,000 people squeezed in.
The passers-by who didn't understand were stunned and asked the people around them: "What happened ahead?"
Most of the people in front ignored him, but one person turned around and said excitedly: "The legendary strongest wandering poet is here!"
"The strongest wandering poet?"
The passers-by were dumbfounded, and then immediately followed. How could they not follow such a big new thing? They in the Roman Kingdom loved to watch the excitement the most.
Besides, he is the most powerful wandering poet in history. Who wouldn’t want to meet him if he met one less time?
So the national park was really full of people, people were crowded together, chests pressed against backs, and the crowd was steaming hot.
It has to be said that this level of crowding is very likely to lead to accidents, but fortunately the Roman Kingdom sent soldiers to calm the situation in time.
"Did you see that person?"
"I saw him, on the high platform in the middle, with the Goddess of Harmony on top. He actually looks so young!"
I saw that in the center of the crowd there was a high platform, on which sat a young man with extraordinary temperament.
The young man had blond hair, green eyes, a slender figure, beautiful looks, and amazing friendliness. Just by seeing him for the first time, their hearts seemed to skip a beat.
He, he is the most powerful wandering poet in history!
They didn't have any doubts at all and believed him the first time they saw him. As if they were bewitched, they really stayed to listen to his singing.
The green-eyed young man standing in the center of the crowd told the truth of history. His voice was as gentle as a spring, pleasant to the ears, and went straight into their hearts, consciousness and even souls.
What no one expected was that the singing would last for six hours, and throughout the entire process, the other party brought a shocking new version of history that they had never imagined!
The power of [Word Spirit] is taking effect silently, gently changing people's cognition.
He selectively truncated history, starting from the day they came out of the abyss and ending at the present, spanning more than 8,000 years. It is extremely long and it should be impossible to finish telling the whole story. Even if he wants to finish telling it, it will take at least several years, and that is based on the premise of extremely condensed information.
Don't forget that this historical rewriting involves a total of twenty-four people. Normally, it would be difficult to talk about just one of them. How can we talk about so many at once?
Therefore, how to tell the story is the first question. There is a big difference between telling the story in terms of events or individuals. Bryce must make a choice and must come up with the most efficient way to tell the story. After all, He is different from His omnipotent second brother. He cannot directly stuff information into people's brains, although He does so to the wandering bards who help Him. However, people's brains cannot be generalized. The wandering bards' brains are all very useful.
What is the narrative method He finally decided on? He combined major events with specific Abyss Lords and specifically selected those issues that raised historical mysteries for explanation.
As we all know, there are many historical mysteries about the Lord of the Abyss. Someone summarized these mysteries and revised them into a book called "100 Unsolved Mysteries of the Lord of the Abyss". The real identity of this person is the bored demon Bachin. Of course, let's not talk about this for now. It is enough to know that this book has been circulated in all human countries and even all over the continent.
At this time, Bryce was holding the book in his hand, flipping through it and answering questions, and the audience below kept exclaiming.
"There is such a hidden story behind the destruction of a country by the Abyss Lord Butis? It was because that country conducted extremely perverted human experiments! Good thing it was destroyed! There is no innocent person when [Sin] and [Punishment] take action!"
"Wait, Beelzebub is such a filial demon? My worldview has collapsed."
"Ah, so they left the abyss to find the Lord of the Abyss, and now they are leaving the mainland to find the Lord of the Abyss!"
"Then I finally understand why the Demon God Baal returned to the mainland the day before yesterday. It was to see his great father."
Under His words and skills, they nodded obediently without a single doubt. Some people even kept writing with their pens, and the tips of their pens were almost on fire from friction.
As they listened to the story, their brains trembled from beginning to end, unable to believe it, as if they had just had a big dream. Then, the Roman Kingdom reported big news that shocked the world.
After answering all the questions, Bryce released the Word Spirit, leaving time for everyone to think and ask questions to Him.
The "inculcation" of the Word Spirit was not enough to convince people, He needed a more impressive debate. And as expected, after the Word Spirit was revealed, several people came back to their senses, digested and sorted out His story, then stood up and raised their doubts one after another.
"Sir, how do you know that the Abyss Lord Butis thought so at the time? Wasn't there no one present except Him?"
"No one was present, but the stone was. Our modern magicians are very good and can even read the information heard by a stone."
“But how do you prove that this stone is from the site?”
"That's something we'll have to ask the almighty magician for."
“This… I see!”
Everything is under control.
Bryce was calm and answered all their questions calmly, leaving everyone speechless. In fact, he thought to himself that he was sorry for controlling you, but we provided you with relative peace for more than 8,000 years, and finally handed over the continent to you, so he should collect some interest.
When they questioned, He also produced a bunch of "historical evidence" to refresh human beings' understanding of the Lord of the Abyss.
It turns out that the "Human Era" was actually created by the Lord of the Abyss.
But they have been secretly watching over mankind for more than eight thousand years - why?
And - it turns out that they are a litter of twenty-four cubs created by the Lord of the Abyss himself!
So, those fights recorded in history were just minor quarrels between family members? They had a good relationship, so were they fighting? They were exchanging feelings! They didn't fight as soon as they met, they were just greeting each other!
If the conflict was really that big, they would have fought to the death long ago.
Everyone opened their eyes wide and suddenly realized.
"It turns out that we have misunderstood them for so many years? It turns out that their ranking is actually the order of their birth? Oh my God, this is definitely the most shocking news I have ever heard in my life!"
"Wait, Your Excellency, you won't be assassinated for revealing so much information about the Lord of the Abyss, right? This is no small matter."
People came to their senses and advised Bruce to stop talking.
But Bryce was as calm as a bell, and said in a very contagious way: "Most of the Abyss Lords have good tempers. They won't care."
Spleen, good temper? !
"But according to what you said, some of the demons do seem to have bad tempers?"
Someone couldn't help but say.
The bad temper he mentioned was obviously referring to demons like Moragos, Jie, and Beelzebub.
Bryce laughed and said calmly, "No matter how bad their tempers are, they are still reasonable. I just told them the facts. Why should they be angry? On the contrary, they should thank me for clearing their names."
Everyone's brains trembled again, "Your Excellency is right. Who else can understand the Lord of the Abyss better than you?"
Bryce looked around at everyone: "Are there no problems?"
Before He finished speaking, questions came one after another.
This "debate" lasted for two days and one night. Not only people from the Roman Kingdom were present, but also people from other major empires, and even some non-humans.
Although the conflict between humans and elves was imminent, this incident completely overshadowed it. Taverns and teahouses in various countries discussed it all night long. Those who believed gradually gained the upper hand, but there were still stubborn people who did not believe. Among them were many contractors and even believers of the Abyss Lord, and they found many reasons to refute.
However, what was surprising was that everyone found that even though the wandering poet had been talking for so long, not a single Abyss Lord came out to say that it was wrong.
"Think about it, if you were rumored to be related to your enemy, you would definitely jump out and catch the person who spread the rumor, right?"
"But they didn't. In other words, they agreed."
"this……"
People all over the world have thought of this, and they cannot find any evidence to refute the new version of history.
Because the demons in question all agreed.
At the same time, some people suddenly discovered the highlights.
"Wait, you guys don't care about that?"
"What's up?"
"That's right - they are all so filial!"
"ha??"
The man explained: "Their feelings towards the Lord of the Abyss. Because the Lord of the Abyss likes green, they even want to turn the sky and the sea green. This is no ordinary filial piety!"
People who know the Abyss Demons know that they do not care about family affection. Eating children and parents is a common occurrence among them and they are not surprised by it. They do not have any feelings at all, let alone family affection. However, the Abyss Lords are different. They love their father, the Lord of the Abyss. Since the Lord of the Abyss disappeared, they have been looking for him for more than 8,000 years.
This length of time is beyond imagination. What kind of relationship can last for more than 8,000 years? Ordinary people will gradually forget it after a hundred years at most, right? Although the spirits of humans and demons cannot be compared, and their perception of time is even more different, it is still shocking.
"It turns out that we have misunderstood them all along. The Lord of the Abyss, Eliorg, has been operating on the continent for thousands of years, all in anticipation of the return of the Lord of the Abyss."
The truths that came out one after another were so shocking that even the experienced historians could not hold back.
Where did all this counterintuitive "history" come from? It's nothing but the nonsense of wandering poets!
Some historians reported this to the Alliance, hoping that the Alliance would quickly resolve this issue. Otherwise, if the Abyss Lord was angered, the consequences would be disastrous.
But the news ended up in the hands of the dean of the Institute of History and Culture.
The dean had already prepared his speech.
A few minutes later, historians from all over the country who sent letters to the alliance received a unified reply.
——Those rumored “stories” are very likely true history.
The Alliance will not say "definitely" and rarely uses words like "very likely". In other words, when the Alliance announces this to the world, it means that the Alliance believes that it is the true history.
Doubts were overturned one by one.
The Alliance is the most authoritative institution in the human race, and the president of the Alliance Institute of History and Culture is an elder who is highly respected. It is impossible for him to fabricate something on this matter.
Which means those stories are true!
Their historical perspectives were forced to be refreshed, and they were unable to react for a while. Meanwhile, others were already rushing to write news to seize the market.
This set of operations took three full days.
After three days and three nights of intensive use of the power of [Word Spirit], the demon city of Brisbane was exhausted. Finally, he could not hold on any longer and returned to his home, transformed into a big orange cat, and immediately pounced on his father as soon as he landed.
Xiu Si had not woken up yet, and this time he slept for three days and three nights. The golden gradient has been guarding him and understanding all aspects of his situation.
Looking at the heavyweight orange cat that rushed over, the golden shaded cat held his brother steadily and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Bryce."
The big orange cat just wanted to lie down, his mind was in a mess.
The golden shaded cat then laid him flat, combed his hair and gave him a massage, providing a smooth and seamless service.
Even in this state, the big orange cat still did not forget his mission, and said in a weak voice: "The first and second stages are almost completed, and the third stage is left."
The golden gradient nodded and said, "Take your time."
In the first and second stages, they talked about the second half of history, while the third stage talks about the first half of history which is the highlight.
The biggest focus is that the true identity of the Lord of the Abyss is the brave Xiusi.
They also want to reveal it as soon as possible, but the difficulty lies in Agares.
"I can't contact Him now."
The golden shaded layer asked Samkina, and Samkina also said that he could not contact Agares.
Vashak was cleaning up the power in the dream. Since the pollution was so large, it took a lot of time and effort to clean up. He had only cleaned up half of it. Vashak also said that he could not contact Agares.
"My second brother's magic has interfered with everyone's cognition. If my second brother doesn't remove the magic, I won't be able to complete the rewriting of that part of history."
The big orange cat confessed.
Cognitive magic is more powerful than the stamp of thought. If you are hit by the magic of one plus one equals one, then even if your brain and everything in the world tell you that one plus one equals two, you will still think that one plus one equals one.
I have to say, cognitive magic is really terrifying.
"Don't worry, it will be soon anyway."
The golden shaded cat put its hand on the big orange cat's shoulder and leaned over.
If someone is watching, they will definitely see two... large breads arm in arm, one with caramel crust and the other with golden crust. They look soft and fluffy, with a faint fragrance.
"I know."
The big orange cat nodded, then leaned against Zeus' hand and narrowed his eyes.
The golden shaded cat didn't bother him anymore. It just moved closer to the big orange cat and quietly covered its brother with a blanket.
"Thank you for your hard work."
He said silently, his eyes full of pride for the family demon.
He has synchronized the situation here with the Infinite Trial, and everyone is more excited after hearing about it.
Especially the three giants with dark history: Beelzebub, Butis, and Amon.
Beelzebub was confident in his own retelling of history, but even so, He was shocked.
Butis said in a daze: "It seems easier than I thought..."
Jin Gradient smiled and interrupted, "It's not that history is easy to rewrite, but our compatriots are too powerful."
The three demons were stunned at the same time. Amon reacted and whispered, "Indeed, it's all thanks to Bruce."
Regardless, they all agreed on one thing.
——They are now in great shape!
Should they wait until their father wakes up and tell him, or should they wait a little longer? The demons were all excited when they thought about it.
Because Dad can finally know how great they are! Dad will definitely be proud of them, right?
However, despite being excited, the steady Eliog still reminded the demons: "Don't be impatient, take your time, and put your father first in everything."
His words were unanimously recognized by all the demons, even the less intelligent Jie faction agreed.
Valive asked with concern: "Is Dad's upgrade okay?"
Malbus replied: "It's OK. There is nothing abnormal at the moment, it just took a while."
"Maybe we have hit a bottleneck, right?"
"I think so. Before father went to bed this time, Sister Ye came and told father to go his own way."
Anyone who has practiced knows what the light-hearted phrase "go your own way" means. It is not something that can be done just by saying it.
The demons were silent for a moment, each thinking about something.
At this moment, Bachin suddenly brought good news.
The lone demon Busong was captured successfully!
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