Chapter 178 Secret 09
"What... Fallen Angel..."
Tong Mian screamed and took two steps back in horror, "He's a Fallen Angel?!"
He was too shocked, and so was Leng Wenhan. The only one who was relatively calm was Mo Zhixian. The three of them didn't even realize that their restraints had been released long ago and they were able to speak.
Mo Zhixian hesitated and said, "A long time ago, I read in some ancient books that... in the ancient and barbaric times, there were countless gods, and any living being had the potential to become a god."
That was an era when spiritual creatures dominated the world, and humans were just a tiny branch of them.
"We cannot know how the gods of the past were formed. Prying into the secrets will cost us a cruel price. The only thing we can know is that gods usually respond to human wishes."
"You're wrong." The beautiful young man whose body was occupied smiled slightly and interrupted Mo Zhixian's popular science, "Not just humans."
"It must be hard for you to get used to the fact that you are not the only overlord of this land nowadays."
"No longer threatened by wild beasts, you moved into an indestructible building and thought you had control over the weather and could cope with any disaster. Did living in a house closer to the sky give you an illusion? You think you are a god on the ground, so you can certainly look down on other tiny creatures?"
He chuckled.
"In my opinion, you are still very fragile, just like the insects and ants that used to look up to the gods and pray for blessings and protection... Oh no."
"Another soul in my body is reminding me that calling you insects and ants might offend you, right? But I don't mean that. Whether you are insects or ants, God will respond to your calls one by one. Whether you are them or not, the great God does not differentiate between them."
There was a very innocent look on his face.
"There's nothing special about you."
The three human wizards were silent for a moment, and then Mo Zhixian spoke awkwardly, "I have never seen these statements in any ancient book."
Suddenly a cold voice sounded.
"That's a history book written by you people. How could there be any factors that are unfavorable to you?"
Mo Zhixian was not the only one who was surprised when Xia Yi interrupted him.
Even Jiang Yuelu, who had always been calm and composed, was slightly surprised. He subconsciously thought that he had said this because it really fits his thoughts.
But even faster, the exclusivity in the origin of ghosts and gods began to play tricks on him, and he soon discovered that this damn tacit understanding was not between him and Xia Yi.
He lowered his head with a slight understanding, feeling the other light soul in his body.
——That is what Jiang Yuelu and Xia Yi own.
At first there was surprise, then disgust.
He seemed to see some forgotten past events through this man and this ghost. Why did the people at that time create new gods? This was something he still couldn't understand. Even if all the gods' thoughts came together to become "Him", he couldn't see into the human heart, which was easier to understand than the otherworldly world.
“…None of this matters today.”
Mo Zhixian was interrupted one after another, but he shook his head nonchalantly. His desire for the truth was greater than his identification with the identity of a wizard.
"In short, becoming a god has certain special characteristics. We don't know what conditions must be met to become a god. Even "becoming a god" is a false proposition. It's like something that already exists in the world. Why do we need to create another one? Then who can create Him?"
"On this basis, God lives and dies together with heaven and earth - this is a very mainstream view."
Mo Zhixian glanced at "Jiang Yuelu" and Xia Yi, and this time they did not interrupt him.
He heaved a sigh of relief and continued, "Well... I might get struck by lightning if I say these words. Tong Mian, if you want to tell the teacher, I have no complaints."
Tong Mian was speechless: "Why are you still reminding me of this at this critical moment... Damn, why didn't you remind Leng Wenhan? Do you think I would tell tales——"
Sensing a hint of coldness and threat, Tong Mian immediately shut up and swallowed the rest of his words.
He didn't want to be speechless again.
But Leng Wenhan could still read from his sad expression: Woohoo, Jiang Yuelu has become so scary...
The divine thought suddenly chuckled, "Live and die together with the world... maybe. But you humans are more interesting, aren't you?"
"As a wizard, you are the one closest to God. After experiencing that scenery, you inevitably develop delusions, craving for more power, craving to be watched by God... Greed fuels desires, and eventually turns into a shocking statement - 'I want to become a god and have his power.'"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The spirit residing in the human body burst into a long, low laugh, and even the body was shaking.
"When did this idea come to you?"
"When the rain you prayed for finally falls from the sky? When the harvest comes as expected in the second year? Or when the person you love most comes back to life?"
"Didn't God respond to your wishes? Didn't He pamper you like His children? Why, when He fulfilled all His promises, did you want to become Him, to replace Him? Even - at any cost, regardless of human and material resources, even using the cruelest methods to test, to create a new God?"
"A new 'god'... hehe."
He glanced at the silent Ghost King with contempt, still remembering the disgust he felt when he smelled his breath several years ago.
"Do you want a god, or a puppet controlled by you to fulfill your wishes? What a pity. Even the heavens cannot tolerate such excessive demands. The omnipotent god you want died at birth! No! Even more pitiful - he fell from a god into a demon as soon as he came!!!"
"That's enough."
The two words were concise and powerful, and they stopped the venting of thoughts with hatred.
Xia Yi was almost indifferent, but the human figure was clearly reflected in his pupils.
That face, that person—
The face that had just said "long time no see" now had raised eyebrows and burning eyes. A strange and terrifying aura enveloped him, making him look hideous.
"Don't say this with this face." Xia Yi said softly.
He clearly said this in the lightest tone, but the authority in his voice seemed decisive and merciless.
"Jiang Yuelu" tilted his head slightly, "Why don't you dare to listen, little ghost king."
"Wouldn't it be nice to hear about things that happened before you were born? Things you didn't know before?"
As if he knew that he could do whatever he wanted with this body, he ignored Xia Yi's words and continued to provoke him.
"Let me think about it. When you came into the world, the Jiang family was already in decline, right? Such a huge family, even the gods who have not yet fallen asleep have heard of it, but who would have known that such a family, which is comparable to the Four Witches, would disappear from the records of later generations."
"Medicine, mathematics, music, and etiquette."
"Everyone remembers the four families that worship God. They inherited the glory and had many children. Even though they couldn't get rid of the wizard's curse, they still lived to this day and had such lovely children."
He smiled and glanced at Tong Mian and others.
"Only the Jiang family. Even the last remaining child nearly died many years ago. If I hadn't ordered to save his life, how do you think he would still be alive today?"
"How can he return to the academy? His life was a gift from God, so why can't his body be used by God? You ghosts should stop being unreasonable."
Without waiting for Xia Yi to speak, Leng Wenhan said coldly: "Give him back!"
"Oh my. You sharp-tongued brat, who do you think you are ordering? Haha... after all I've said, do you still believe him?"
Leng Wenhan said: "I only trust the Jiang Yuelu I know."
"Know him? Ridiculous. Do you really know him? There is a complicated relationship between him and the Ghost King. Do you really think he is just a mortal who accidentally wandered into the academy?"
"Don't you wonder if his claim of looking for his relatives is just a reason for him to come to the academy and get close to you? He used to know the Fallen Angel!"
Leng Wenhan said: "I don't care. Change it back, quickly."
Tong Mian nodded repeatedly, but after being stared at coldly, he immediately hid behind Leng Wenhan. A hair popped out and screamed, "Yes, you're right! Change Jiang Yuelu back quickly!"
Mo Zhixian coughed and said, "As far as I know, the academy will not allow such an example to happen." If someone with ulterior motives wants to squeeze into the academy, Dean Kong will not let him go no matter what.
But he was more able to think from the perspective of an outsider, because unlike those two people, he was not as familiar with Jiang Yuelu.
Besides, rationality is also his weapon and his characteristic.
Thinking calmly, Jiang Yuelu is indeed a person with countless doubts... Thinking of this, Mo Zhixian suddenly felt a little warm in his heart. He regarded Jiang Yuelu as a huge knowledge point. There were countless unsolved mysteries surrounding him, tempting him like delicacies.
He made up his mind almost instantly that no matter what happened, he would follow Jiang Yuelu until the truth was revealed.
The ignored mind remained indifferent for a while, and finally said: "It's inappropriate..."
Then he became relaxed and casual again, "Don't worry. Didn't the little ghost king bring me here to solve the problem? Although I don't know where you got the answer from, it's true that the calamity between him and me should be here."
He looked at Mo Zhixian with an admiring look, and it seemed as if he was looking past him at other people.
"Hundreds of years ago, it was your ancestors who calculated the future at this moment."
"And they also left a key here..."
The boundless white space seemed to echo with the sound of distant wind.
Few words came with the wind, like a comfort, but more like a bewitching spell.
"Come on, children. You, him, and me, all have to participate in the last game... This is the past, and it is also a story. What is true and what is false has gone with the wind, hidden behind the old people and the dust."
"But you can come with me and experience it, and witness once again the ancient times when God blessed all things and brought them to life... Come, come, children, close your eyes from now on... We will soon... soon..."
A single, vast sound of the xun rang out, mixed with laughter and bells, tearing in the light and shadow from the sky.
Mottled light and shadows have been lingering outside the Witch's Gate, watching each visitor like silent gray eyes, who are waiting for their fate just like humans.
About a long, long time ago.
An old voice told them that one day in the future, a group of young people would come here, and one of them would be the only heir of their family.
He will be like the last star, twinkling in the night sky without them.
…
Many years passed, and the dead souls could no longer think. They turned into flowing air and flowed together with wizards of all generations.
At last they saw the young man.
I also heard the melody of the restart.
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