Chapter 788 The Hermit

Facing the Mountain Hermit in person, the feeling was completely different from the pixel projection of the simulator.

It is a little over two meters tall, and in the shape of a mummy wrapped in cloth strips, but it is not like the previous [Spirit Viewing Platform] with its arms outstretched in a proud posture to welcome worship.

The [Hermit] sat quietly on a stone, playing a bowed harp. His third hand held a stone wine glass, his arm hanging down, as if he was raising a toast to Lu Yao, the visitor.

It also has a ring behind it.

Only then did Lu Yao see clearly that the ring of the hermit was an exoskeleton that grew from the back, perhaps keratin similar to horns and nails. This bone formed a wide-edged ring that looked like the divine light behind the immortals and Buddhas.

The statue's face is also wrapped in bandages, but the outlines of its nose, eyes, mouth and ears can be vaguely seen, similar to those of a human.

Its arms are long and thin, with broad palms and five long, powerful fingers, and one hand is strong enough to wrap around its own head.

Lu Yao touched the hermit’s forearm.

It feels rough and cold to the touch, no different from ordinary stone, and there is no sign that it has the power to destroy the world.

Lu Yao looked at the scarab on the body of the Pharaoh: "You said that Anubis's divinity came from it?"

The scarab replied, "Yes, Lord Yao. Lord [The Hermit] is a very special and ancient being. He endowed Lord Anubis with divine power and wisdom. In Lord Anubis' eyes, Lord [The Hermit] is like a father."

"But Lord Anubis also said that the [Hidden One] is not a god, but a pseudo-man, who looks like a human but is not a human."

Not a holder of the godhood? Lu Yao asked it: "Is it a spirit race?"

"I don't know. The Hermit existed too long ago. All I know are the few words that Lord Anubis once said."

The scarab thought for a moment, its tentacles twitching. “The most well-known members of the Eldar are the Dragons and Giants… Perhaps the Hermits are one of these minority groups.”

Lu Yao stared at the three-armed man playing the harp in front of him and activated his ability [Repeat Yesterday].

…

In a trance, he suddenly found himself inside a stone statue.

[The Hermit] plays the harp, and the gentle sound of the harp is right beside my ears.

Lu Yao gained the perspective of a hermit.

But this is just a kind of possession, you can only see and sense, but you cannot control it.

When the hermit was here, Dog City was not covered with yellow sand. Instead, lush flowers and plants grew in the soil, and all kinds of birds jumped and circled on the towering trees.

There is a vibrant scene everywhere.

The Hermit looked at a small black jackal at his feet and said in a relaxed tone: "Anubis, I have been targeted by them. It won't be long before they find me... So let me tell you something."

He raised his third hand and touched the jackal's forehead with his index finger.

There was a hint of confusion in the jackal's eyes, and then as if he understood something, his eyes became much smarter.

“Death is sometimes not a cessation. Some people live just to complete it at the moment of death.”

"You don't have to understand these, just remember them. If you still can't understand them, it's not necessarily a bad thing, because it means you will have fewer worries."

[The Hermit] talked to himself.

"Want this?"

His third hand grabbed the air as if by magic, and between his index finger and thumb he pinched a shiny transparent gem.

However, Lu Yao could see clearly that it was a divine being.

The jackal suddenly became energetic and looked expectant. It rubbed against the hermit's bandaged legs, hoping to be fed.

"This is fake, just a trick."

The divinity in the hands of [The Hermit] disappeared without a trace.

The jackal's ears drooped suddenly, and it looked a little listless.

"be patient."

He said: "Patience is a virtue, so companionship is so expensive and luxurious... There is probably nothing eternal in this world. Everything will disappear. The stars in the sky will fall and the rivers on the ground will dry up."

The Jackal licked his third hand.

"It's okay. I'm not sad."

The Hermit said softly, "I have a dragon. You know what? Dragons cannot be kept. They are a strictly controlled species and are very dangerous."

"I secretly raised a dragon for many years. One day, I was caught by them, and they exiled me for many years."

Lu Yao immediately thought of hell. Another name for the demons is "Exiles."

It seems that the [Hidden One] is most likely an Eldar. He dares to raise a dragon like a pet, which means that he ranks very high among the Eldar.

"What makes me most sad is not being exiled, but the fact that I was punished because of my dragon. It deliberately attracted others. It hates me."

"It has been with me for many years. According to the rules of this world, it is about five eras. From the initial vigilance and hostility, to the gradual indifference, and then to the ability to communicate and recognize it later..."

"It's a pity that even these are fake."

The music played by [The Hermit] became faster.

"The dragon has been waiting, waiting for the most critical moment to give me the most damaging and fatal blow... I captured it on the battlefield, and it has been holding back its revenge. Even if it is strangled or thrown into a cage, it will make me pay the price."

"In fact, I should have known all this long ago. But I still had a sense of luck in my heart. What if, what if it is special, what if I am lucky, what if we are both willing to make some concessions and try?"

"Unfortunately, luck did not come to me."

He looked at the jackal at his feet. "After being exiled, I left my hometown and fell into this world. Anyway, it doesn't matter if I am missing."

"I'm tired of the endless construction and expansion. Everyone is full of unstoppable enthusiasm and ambition. Maybe it's because I was born with a disability, missing a hand, which makes me always tired and give up easily. Sometimes I always think, forget it, just live casually."

"Then I...are you tired? Then go to sleep."

The screen ends here.

…

[The Hermit] opened his eyes again, and Lu Yao found that the scene around him suddenly changed.

He was in a city.

There are many huge buildings in this city. They are all built with square bricks of equal size, connected tightly and forming a whole.

If you look closely, you can see that these buildings are an imitation or tribute to nature.

The most numerous are tree-shaped column towers, followed by buildings that resemble various flowers and plants, some curled, some forked, some winding and spiral, some with flower buds on top... There are also some creeping animal-like buildings.

It’s like a real-life pixelated grid world, yet it retains the pyramid-like boulder geometric aesthetics.

In this deserted stone city, the Hermit was strolling with the black jackal.

"How do you feel about this?"

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The Hermit said proudly, "I give each dead life a new life. If someone finds them, they should be able to preserve them. This is what I am best at."

Lu Yao's eyes swept across the surrounding stone buildings - these things were all wonders.

[The Hermit] seems to have reproduced everything he has experienced in the past. This ability of [Reproducing Yesterday] is truly incredible.

But he thought that he was only good at building wonders.

"not good."

[The Hermit] suddenly whispered something, and with a wave of his hand, the jackal under his feet disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, densely packed black whirlpools appeared in the air, and black human figures sank from those whirlpools.

Lu Yao recognized it at a glance.

It's a soldier spirit.

It's all over the sky.

Lu Yao glanced over and found that most of them were elite privates, and there were also a considerable number of sergeants and lieutenants.

The leader was a bald giant with four eyes on his face, and he was followed by four school-level soldier spirits.

Thousands of soldier spirits came for the [Hidden One].

The two sides started fighting without any dialogue.

The Hermit raised his hand, and the wonders on the ground all formed a special resonance with him. Strands of light crisscrossed between the wonders on the ground, forming geometric loops like circuit board wires, and finally gathered on the Hermit.

Three-dimensional electric grids rose from the ground, restraining and blocking the soldiers and spirits that descended from the sky one by one. The vanguard of hundreds of soldiers and spirits was immediately trapped in the quagmire of force pulling and could not move any closer to the core target.

At this time, shining black cross stars appeared in the sky.

The psychic bombardment began.

In the sky, a huge, slowly rotating halo appeared behind the four-eyed giant. As the halo rotated, circles of red halo seeped out, dyeing the entire sky blood-red.

This memory ends in a violent flash of light.

…

After Lu Yao regained his vision, he found himself - or the [Hermit] - sitting on a big rock, with black smoke coming out of his body.

He played the harp again, but this time the sound was a little out of tune and slow.

There were rubble and dust everywhere, and those ingenious and magnificent stone buildings had been reduced to ruins. There were many large impact craters with circular edges on the ground, and the whole earth seemed to have been burned by a fire, with charred debris and stones melted into glass everywhere.

The land was stripped away, and the edge was endless darkness.

The air was filled with irregular tear-like cracks, with red and white flashes appearing from time to time in the cracks.

The jackal nudged the Hermit's bandaged leg with its head and let out an uneasy wolf howl.

"It's okay. It's okay."

[Hidden One] said tiredly: "I cut this place out and sent it into the void turbulence. They can't find it. But it's so tiring. I have to deal with them while completing the transformation and separation... This is the price of being alone."

He touched the jackal's head and said, "Many years ago, I discovered a secret. When people gather together, the more people there are, the more powerful they are, and the more incredible things they can do."

"But at this time, we have become no longer ourselves. We just think we want to do that... In fact, we are just driven by some subconscious instinct to build, move, fight, and cooperate with each other."

“Only by leaving the group can we return to our true self. That is our true self, and only then can we know what we really want.”

"If you live alone, you will be exposed, and you will go with the flow and have no control over yourself."

[Hidden One] plucked the strings of his harp and whispered, "Many people know this, but they still survive in our way because it is the safest and most powerful way. They won't be like me now, in such a miserable state and having difficulty surviving."

“But I don’t regret my choice.”

"I'm tired of being controlled silently by instinct, tired of war and endless confrontation, tired of taking everything for granted. I just want to hide in a hole where no one will come, and be alone."

He smiled: "But this is actually a luxury, and it's not that good, otherwise I wouldn't have tried to keep you by my side. Many years later, you may be grateful to me, or you may hate me because I broke your simple life... Whether it is good or bad, no one can tell."

"【Death Word】... I hope you won't use it."

"May you have a regret-free and wonderful life. Goodbye, Anubis, my friend."

[The Hermit] The third hand raised the wine glass.

The piano music stopped abruptly.

His body seemed to be enveloped by some kind of force, and quickly petrified and solidified, freezing in its final appearance.

In the wine glass, several divine powers were sparkling.

(End of this chapter)