As he spoke, the undead slowly knelt on the ground and said sadly: "Please forgive me, Father God. It is our fault. We have failed to fulfill our duty!"
Zhou Zhilu was somewhat bewildered by this scene and could only explain, "I am indeed his reincarnation, but... for some reason, his first reincarnation was unsuccessful and he ended up on another planet. I am the third incarnation and no longer have any memories of him. Theoretically speaking... we are no longer the same person."
The undead suddenly looked up and stood there in a daze, and the people around him looked at Zhou Zhilu in shock.
After a while, the Necromancer asked, "Is it because we failed to protect the Genesis Machine?"
"He speculated that someone might have stolen the energy of the Creation Machine." Zhou Zhilu expressed his guess.
Upon hearing this, the undead's body twitched slightly, and then a sad cry was heard, and the black undead around it also made a whimpering sound.
In an instant, the whole city was filled with cries of grief.
After a long time, the crying gradually subsided. Emperor Wu looked at Zhou Zhilu and signaled him to speak.
"Are you... the Holy Clan? What exactly happened back then? Was it the demon clan that stole the energy?" Zhou Zhilu asked softly.
The humanoid undead slowly stood up, staring intently at Zhou Zhilu, and said, "Father God... Although you are no longer his father, as his reincarnation, please allow me to address you as such again. If it were these humans asking, I would kill them, but if it were you, Father God, I will tell you everything you want to know."
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