Chapter 215 What is God? (1)
Zhou Yang's diary ends here, and there is no more record afterwards.
This original time traveler probably doesn't have time to write any diary anymore. The army has already reached the city gate, and he will soon be cut into pieces and suppressed under the headquarters of the seven orthodox religions.
Ron's eyes suddenly flickered slightly.
Zhou Yang actually said that those gods are puppets?
It has a heartbeat, breathing and a soul, but it lacks its own will.
Thinking back to what Ifrit had said before, the old dragons’ evaluation of the gods was not respect, but only fear. They feared the power of the gods.
Perhaps, these so-called gods were created by fate, and were specially used as killing machines on the battlefield? Ron's eyes lit up, and his thoughts continued to extend along this speculation involuntarily. It is very likely that the gods were really created by the existence that controls fate, and the purpose of creating these gods is only one, that is, to maintain fate.
The meaning of their existence seems to be somewhat similar to that of the Andre family and the so-called guardians of destiny, except that they are dealing with more powerful beings.
It was precisely because of these powerful killing machines that Destiny was able to brazenly start a war eight thousand years ago when there was no need to start a war, and kill the first disobedient Zhou Yang, allowing Destiny to return to what It believed to be the right track.
The war ended, and the Dragon Clan replaced the Twilight Clan as the ruler of the world.
But has the world become better? No, the Dragon Clan is more greedy than the Twilight Clan, and they demand more.
Free medical care, free education, and equal status no longer exist. The world's population has been reduced by nearly 80% because of this war. Even slavery, which was once abolished by Zhou Yang, has reappeared.
It was also this war that led to the deaths of a large number of killing machines that were revered as gods.
But are they really dead?
not necessarily.
Whether it was due to faith or the influence of other forces, in short, these killed gods came back to life one after another. Not only did they resurrect, they even developed self-awareness and became truly independent individuals.
It is precisely because of this that Ron later met Celeos, the goddess of dawn Ostara, the god of blood and destruction, the god of plague and disaster, etc.
As for the Dragon God and the God of the Dead, judging from their broken images, they are probably still in an incomplete state of resurrection.
The existence that controls fate is definitely not a repairman. The repairman is more like an assistant to this mysterious existence. He will naturally be aware of these resurrected gods. He seems to want to put shackles on these gods again and turn them into killing tools under his control. This will naturally cause resistance from the gods who already have self-awareness.
In places where there is absolutely no record, these resurrected gods may have had a fierce and bloody conflict with the beings who control fate.
As a result of the conflict, the mysterious and powerful being was unable to regain control of the gods he created, but these gods also met with a terrible end.
Seleos may have been seriously injured and died completely after thousands of years of silence.
Ostara is trapped on the Chaos Monolith.
As for other gods, they have basically lost the ability to interfere with the underworld.
Most importantly, looking at the stars in the sky above the Soul Ferry, the number of gods who participated in this conflict and perished completely was probably hundreds of times more exaggerated than Ron had imagined.
Ron closed the last diary.
He expressed deep sympathy to Senior Zhou Yang. This senior had been a craftsman for hundreds of years. His skills must have been honed to the utmost, invincible in the world, and he could even perform fancy moves! Speaking of which, Senior Zhou Yang also arranged for two personal guards, the magician Gandalf, and the fox girl Bai Yan, to leave early.
I wonder if these two people are still alive?
Soon Ron smiled bitterly and shook his head. He was really thinking too much.
Even Gandalf and the White Pheasant were able to avoid the influence of the repairman's world line convergence and remain healthy and free from disasters.
But eight thousand years ago, a human being and a fox girl did not have such a long lifespan, so it is impossible for them to live to this day.
Ron got a lot of useful information from the diary, and it took him quite a while to digest it. After his mind finally calmed down, he went to the next door again.
Bai Yuan's absorption of the Angel's Heart has reached its peak, and her aura has gradually become sharper. It is obvious that she has reached the critical moment of breaking through the legendary seven stars.
Ron just took a look and didn't stay for too long. He sat at the door, alertly sensing the movements around him. Now Bai Yuan had reached a critical moment and could not be disturbed at all.
Their luck was pretty good. Although there had been trial participants who had entered the library before, as soon as they saw the chaotic bookshelves and the collapsed bookshelves, they knew that the place had been occupied by someone else.
Although he was cursing and feeling unhappy, he was unwilling to continue wasting time in such a place. After all, the treasures in the Temple of Dusk were limited.
Even though the area here is very large, with so many people searching for such a long time, the remaining treasures are likely to be less and less.
However, even at this point, Ron still did not show any anxiety. As he said, until the very end, no matter how much treasure you have obtained, it may not be yours.
After taking a look at Bai Yuan who was practicing, Ron slowly took out something from the storage ring.
It was a slab of stone.
The second Chaos Slate obtained from the Coiled Dragon Pillar.
Ever since Ron got the slate, he has had no time to study it properly.
On the one hand, time is tight and there is not much free time.
On the other hand, this slate seemed to be forced into his arms, making Ron feel quite uncomfortable. He didn't want to be someone else's pawn.
But at this moment, Bai Yuan was absorbing the Angel's Heart, and Ron had nothing to do, so he took out the stone tablet and prepared to study it a little.
Just like the first time he came into contact with the Chaos Slate, Ron felt a sudden shock in his brain as soon as his fingers touched it.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
There seemed to be countless noisy sounds echoing in my ears.
The voice was too confusing. The worst thing was that it seemed to contain all kinds of strange powers. Even with Ron's current strength, it was difficult to hear clearly what message the voice was trying to convey.
However, now that Ron's realm has been elevated, his mental strength is incomparable to before. Although the noisy mumbling made Ron a little uncomfortable, it was not as uncomfortable as at the beginning.
There is not a single written record on this chaotic stone slab, and the whole thing looks more like a painting that someone casually carved out with a knife.
However, the content of the painting is quite strange.
At first glance, it looks grey and black, like layers of rolling dark clouds, exuding an inexplicable sense of oppression that makes it hard to breathe.
If you look more closely, you can see a few inappropriate lines running through the dark clouds, forcibly dividing the clouds into several different areas.
Below the dark clouds, there are also chaotic lines, which look like the surface of a stormy sea with some strange patches on it.
Ron frowned. It was really hard to tell anything else from these strange marks alone, but apart from these, there was nothing else.
He tried to penetrate his own magic power into it to see if there was anything else hidden on the stone slab, but there was no reaction after the magic power penetrated, like a stone sinking into the sea.
Ron was a little curious. This stone slab was completely different from the first one. After touching the first stone slab, he quickly entered the Soul Ferry. He thought this stone slab could also bring some special surprises, but what was going on now? He turned the stone slab over and over, and suddenly his hand stopped.
After squatting for a few seconds, he carefully adjusted the angle of the stone slab with his fingers on the table. When he looked from the side and lowered his sight, the strange patches carved on the stone slab and the weird lines in the clouds were connected in an incredible way.
Those spots look like stains, and even make people feel irritated at first glance.
But at this moment, when Ron lowered his eyes and looked from the side at an angle, the patches actually gathered together in an incredible way.
Ron's mind became more and more focused.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and at the moment when Ron's mind was focused to a certain degree, the stains on the stone slab actually began to move slowly.
It's like a drop of ink, gradually dissolving on the water surface.
The wriggling stains gradually condensed into a pattern, which was a... head.
A rugged head.
Most of his body was submerged in the vast ocean, and his body seemed to be struggling desperately in the water.
Ron's consciousness could even sense the scene under the sea. Slender, colorful sea snakes swam from all directions and entangled the man's legs. No matter how he struggled, he could not break free from the sea.
The scene was weird and eerie to the extreme.
Chapter 1 is here.
(End of this chapter)