Chapter 141 Rebellion
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Meanwhile, Rand was in big trouble.
The strange vine seemed to be the centerpiece of a teleportation array, which directly teleported him to a pitch-dark place.
In this completely dark and unknown place, no matter what Lu Yi did, he couldn't get any response.
The light power he released was completely swallowed up, and the darkness around him was more like a bottomless black hole, with no end or edge to be found.
Lu Yi only felt that he was forced to curl up in a big enough egg, tightly wrapped in darkness.
He was wrapped very tightly, but he felt even colder.
[“Tongzi, what’s going on? Is this vine still connected to the black hole?”]
The test was fruitless, so Lu Yi didn't waste his efforts any more and just continued to gather the light power in his body.
The powerful force of light can bring him endless security and confidence in this darkness, and can also allow him to maintain his body temperature in this bone-chilling cold.
[Something is not right. To make it short, the person on the other side is very likely a god. Be careful. I will go ahead to prevent things from getting worse. In short, Lu Yi, you must be careful! ]
857 spoke these words in a hurried tone without any pause, and then fell silent.
Lu Yi tilted his head subconsciously, repeating the key points of Chapter 857 in his mind.
——The person opposite is most likely a god.
What is God? God!
Lu Yi opened his eyes wide and an alarm sounded in his heart.
This, this, this, is this appropriate?
Based on this formation, even if Lu Yi guessed blindly with his eyes closed, he could guess which god the visitor was.
There is no other possibility except the Dark God.
He really didn't expect to come face to face with this being so soon.
Lu Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stared straight ahead, as if he was confronting the existence hidden in the deepest part through the endless darkness.
The next second, something strange happened.
Although there was no change around him, Lu Yi could clearly sense the small and subtle changes.
It was like a drop of ink falling into the ink, and the darker gray-black color was suppressed to create a few faint ripples. It was very, very small, but under Lu Yi's full-level affinity for light and darkness, it appeared particularly clear and obvious.
There were no distinct footsteps, no approaching breaths, only a silent approach.
Lu Yi's heart began to accelerate uncontrollably, and the sound of his violent heartbeat was amplified countless times in the darkness.
Getting closer and closer!
The frequency of his heartbeat gradually coincided with that unspeakable existence, as if he was dancing with the god of death on an extremely steep cliff. If he was not careful, he would fall into the Valley of the Shadow of Death and be buried in the deepest burial ground of the abyss.
The whisper sounded softly against Lu Yi's ear, but it made his scalp explode and a shiver ran down his spine to the back of his neck.
He said: Come -
He said: Touch Me—
Lu Yi's pupils trembled, but his arms stretched forward uncontrollably.
The originally shapeless black suddenly came to life at this moment, revealing a little bit of its true form of giving alms to the tiny human race at his fingertips.
It was wet and sticky, carrying shadows of pain and wailing.
Although he was also engulfed by death, this was completely different from the death that Lu Yi had felt in the Ares Divine Realm.
The god who controls killing regards death as the most original existence, which is the suffocating terror derived from the desire for life.
But the god in charge of darkness in front of him took pleasure in death. Watching countless dark souls howling and wailing in pain, he brewed the ultimate darkness.
Lu Yi's fingertips touched the black spot, and the light power in his body was drained in an instant.
The sudden burst of magic power was pushed away by the god, directly illuminating the surroundings into gray-red.
Ominous gray-red, terrifying gray-red, He opened his eyes.
As Lu Yi watched with bated breath, the turbid black solidified into an abstract block of color, like a brain or an eyeball.
"Human race—" He said.
"Yes..." Lu Yi replied in a hoarse voice.
"Tsk, human race."
Chaos looked at the trembling human in front of him with contempt. No matter how he looked at him, he could not find any reason to look at him differently.
The purest soul?
In His eyes, it is nothing but the most insignificant thing.
This is not the first time that a pure and clean soul has appeared in a long enough period of time.
Most of the people who have such pure souls are infants, but no matter how pure the white is, it will turn black later.
In the eyes of these gods with endless lives, even the purest souls are like fireworks, fleeting.
If it is not gorgeous enough or thrilling enough, it will easily end up being nothing.
At least in Mios's eyes, the so-called purest soul is no different from a joke.
It's just that his poor and miserable brother just loves this so-called pure and clean soul.
For example, the human race in front of us.
"My name is Mios. I rule over the endless darkness and eternal night. I am the omniscient and omnipotent main god." Mios said lightly.
Lu Yi was unable to guess any intention from His words that seemed like an introduction to himself, so he remained silent.
"Human, why are you silent?" Seeing that the human was silent, Mios frowned slightly - although the human could not see his true body, let alone see clearly why he frowned.
Feeling the sudden pressure coming from his body, Lu Yi bent down and the light fell on his toes.
"It's because of fear that I can't speak." Lu Yi said.
He acted respectful, but a storm was brewing in his mind.
——What does this mean? What on earth is this god here for?
He can't be here to poach people, right?
The God of Darkness sounds like a natural opposition to the God of Light. He had just received a great gift from the God of Light, and right after that he was visited by the God of Darkness.
It is really hard for Lu Yi not to think divergently.
Could it be that he escaped from the God of Slaughter and the God of Light, only to fall into the hands of the God of Darkness in the end?
After all, the current situation does not look good.
He should just stay hidden for now, Lu Yi thought.
"Hmph, you humans are such cowards." Mios snorted.
Sure enough, no matter how many times he saw it, he still hated the human race.
What about the purest soul?
Isn't it just bowing down to Him!
"Human race, I will give you a chance to believe in me today."
Lu Yi paused when he heard this, raised his head and said with wide eyes: "God, Lord God..."
Mios thought he understood the surprise of the human in front of him, and continued: "I think you are a smart person, and you naturally know the value of faith."
"The God of Light has fallen—"
Mios said, and suddenly stopped.
The God of Light fell, and only the other half of the twin was left.
Once the balance is broken, even the gods cannot predict where the gears of fate will go.
He was silent for a long while before continuing, "The God of Light has fallen. The so-called miracles you saw before were nothing more than a remnant of His soul, which will eventually return to nothingness."
"Only by believing in me and the coming eternal night can you have your true future!"
Lu Yi suddenly raised his head and cried out in surprise: "What? The God of Light has fallen?!!"
The shock in his light amber eyes was so captivating that they were almost instantly covered with a mist.
Mios was in a trance for a moment.
The human in front of him only had a pretty appearance and was not worth mentioning, but he had a pair of eyes that could move even gods.
His image was reflected in his light amber eyes.
For the first time, Mios saw his own horror.
"Yes, the God of Light has fallen," He repeated.
Mios himself was unaware of His extraordinary patience and gentle tone at this moment.
"At Ragnarok, the God of Light also slept in that sunset." Mios whispered.
But soon, He returned to His previous coldness, hardness and cruelty, as if the softness just now was just Lu Yi's illusion.
Lu Yi stared at Him closely, as if he was looking at a life-saving piece of driftwood for a drowning person.
His beautiful light amber eyes were flickering with anxiety and panic.
He stared at Him intently, as if he had developed something that could be called faith.
Mios only felt his whole body soaked in warm water, silently, but it made him feel relaxed, natural, comfortable and relaxed.
——Is this the power of faith of the purest soul?
No wonder Chaos prefers the purest souls.
Mios suddenly decided to change his original idea.
He doesn't want this race to die.
Doesn’t Chaos like to do something about the sacred body of the Son of Light?
There should also be sons of darkness and people of eternal night.
He wants this human being before him to become His Holy Son!
After He, Mios, completely possesses all authority, this tiny and pitiful human race will become the supreme existence after the eternal night descends upon the Isaiah continent!
Of course, the premise of all this is that he maintains a devout faith in and absolute obedience to Him.
"Rant." He pronounced His name.
"Are you willing to serve me and become the most devout and faithful believer of the Eternal Night? I will lead you into the Kingdom of God and make you the supreme believer of immortality..."
Wait a moment--
What happened in just a moment?
Weren't we just talking about the fall of the God of Light? How come we're jumping straight to him pledging allegiance to darkness?
Did you miss some important plot?
Never mind, just deal with it first.
Lu Yi blinked quickly, his voice weak and slightly choked.
"My God and my Lord, may the eternal night come..."
As he spoke, his body made strange and unfamiliar movements uncontrollably.
As if he was paying homage to the god of darkness, the dark magic in his body became active during his actions.
Mios smiled with satisfaction.
Lu Yi's heart, which had been hanging high, slowly calmed down. Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, Mios suddenly attacked again.
"Human race, are you changing your beliefs so easily?"
Mios' tone was uncertain, like a casual joke, but also like a fatal question that endangered his life.
Lu Yi froze in place.
The movement of his hands was still in the uncontrolled worship just now, but the god being worshipped changed his expression suddenly.
****! ***!
Are you crazy? You are the one who stole the girl's boyfriend, and now you are the one who is falling out with him.
Does this mean that he should change his faith or not?
Lu Yi cursed Mios's insane behavior in his heart, but he was quickly thinking of a corresponding strategy in his mind.
You must not appear too flattering so as to annoy Him, nor should you appear too forced so as to make Him suspicious.
Lu Yi's mind was spinning wildly, and a figure appeared in his mind.
Got it!
Lu Yi recalled the appearance in his memory, with his eyes half-closed. His raven-black eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, and tiny specks of light overflowed from his light amber eyes.
The mist solidified and dripped into shallow tear marks, sliding down his fair, smooth and flawless cheeks.
Tears like small pearls fell to the ground quickly and resolutely, one after another, making extremely subtle clicking sounds.
However, this extremely dark land is the divine domain of Mios. Even the water drops that fell to the ground were directly swallowed up by this black land and penetrated straight into His soul.
The scalding tears were like flames that crashed into his soul, causing a faint but unignorable shudder.
This was an extremely unfamiliar emotion to Mios.
The human race is too weak, He thought.
He hadn't even said anything yet, but this human was already scared to tears!
Mios still didn't realize his abnormality.
He felt such a strange emotion about someone crying in His presence because no one had ever been able to cry in His presence alive, and what was more, He was all the more excited by the tears of fear.
Mios frowned, but was thinking in his heart whether he should say something.
After all, he was the first believer He personally recruited, so he could be a little timid. He would let him know how fascinating it would be to have power.
He believes that under the influence of power and strength, young believers will shine with a different brilliance.
It is definitely not the cowardly look of believing in light at the moment.
Mios opened his mouth slightly, but the tearful human spoke haltingly.
The voice was very soft, and contained a hint of suppressed crying.
"My faith..." Lanter said, "I long for God's mercy because I know clearly how insignificant and weak I am."
"In such a dangerous continent of Isaiah, the elves, dragons, dwarves, orcs, monsters and beasts... they all have their own strengths, but humans are born small and fragile. When we are born, we only know how to cry. Even when we grow up, it is still difficult to compete with other races. And my mother doesn't love me, and my father doesn't want to look at me.
"Only faith, only faith can save me from danger. Human beings are strong because of faith, and they achieve self-realization because of their sincere faith."
The longer he stayed, the more clearly Lu Yi realized one thing.
The so-called ultimate faith, in the final analysis, is a desire for power.
I long for the strong, and I long to become a strong person myself.
"I believe in light because I was taught to believe in light since I was born. In the first twenty years of my life, I walked on this path of light, and no one ever told me what was right or wrong."
"Because I never had a second choice from the beginning to the end." Lant said softly.
"It is precisely because I have no second choice that my faith can be sincere and pure. And now, I also have no second choice.
“Lord God, I am just an extremely weak and insignificant human. The war between gods is no different from the most distant stars in the sky to me. Even the gods I have believed in for twenty years have fallen long ago, and I know nothing about it.
"I only know that I must have faith, and the faith of the human race will last forever."
His tone became more and more urgent, but he suddenly stopped at the end, and then he said gently and firmly:
"If the eternal night comes, I will become your most devout believer."
Lant raised his head, stared at the endless darkness with extreme concentration, and slowly repeated the previous actions.
But this time, the action was no longer controlled by Mios's will.
Instead, it was Rand's clumsy and slow imitation and repetition.
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