Chapter 766 Divine Ritual
The conceptual world is as dark as ever.
Most of the matter here is still, only the whispering whispers and mental storms are endless like waves.
Looking at those dark shadows approaching quickly, Lu Yuan's scalp went numb, as if he was falling into an icy cave.
He could only use less than one tenth of his fighting power in the conceptual world, so he could only rack his brains to think.
"First and foremost, the most important question is, can I get out if I just commit suicide?"
He doesn't know.
In theory, the death of the "thinking body" will only cause mental damage.
But [God] is an extremely idealistic being, and Lu Yuan couldn't possibly gamble on whether it would cause fatal harm to the soul.
Suicide can only be regarded as a last resort.
"Second question, if I'm killed by a [God] here, will it affect my physical body in the real world?"
He wasn't sure either.
The last question is, are these terrifying beings looking for Lu Yuan or the [Greedy Demon]?
This question is very important and involves the question of whether to start a war immediately.
Lu Yuan took a few deep breaths. "Lu Yuan's name is widely known, but no one has discussed the Greedy Demon God in recent years."
Anyway, the "World Will" values him extremely and is unlikely to let him die here.
"These [Gods] are probably here to look for [Lu Yuan]... They won't necessarily kill me."
While I was thinking about this, white figures appeared in front of me again and again!
Their figures were obviously not as condensed as Lu Yuan's. In the conceptual world, they didn't even have facial features, let alone the densely packed "unlookable" mosaics.
Lu Yuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes: "These... seem to be ordinary intelligent beings who have strayed into this place? What's going on?"
"[God] pulled a large number of lives into the conceptual world?"
Looking around quietly, I found that a strange circular pattern had formed on the ground within a radius of several hundred meters.
The asphalt-like slime twisted as if full of vitality, the patterns became more and more hideous, and more and more human figures were summoned.
When they first arrived, everyone was stunned where they were, each one of them was so frightened that they were silent, their hearts pounding wildly.
Under the terrifying pressure emanating from the twelve [Gods], even if he wanted to ask something, he couldn't help but tremble and couldn't say anything.
The figure closest to Lu Yuan subconsciously came over and asked, "Brother... where is this?"
Lu Yuan had never heard of this sentence before. He didn't know what civilized language it was.
But in the world of concepts, words are just the shell, and "semantics" are more important. Everyone can understand the semantics.
Twelve [Gods], hidden in the thick darkness, seemed to look over. At that moment, the interrogator felt himself frozen, a bone-chilling chill enveloping him. He was instantly terrified and collapsed to the ground.
Lu Yuan took a few steps back and remained silent.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and thick frost was lingering around. More and more people came to the conceptual world, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than fifty people!
The atmosphere became increasingly bizarre, like a scene from a cult ritual.
"What do they want to do? Sacrifice us?"
A deep doubt arose in Lu Yuan's mind.
At this moment, he used all the power of his blood to speed up his brain.
Soon, a reasonable guess emerged: "These figures are most likely summoned by the [God] to the conceptual world..."
"The reason these twelve [Gods] didn't attack me directly after seeing me is because... they may have mistakenly believed that I was also summoned."
"Oh, even Gods make mistakes, that's all."
"Of course, I might have been summoned by the world's will..."
"What does the world's will want me to do? Why don't you explain it clearly? Do you really think I'm a beast of burden to be called upon at any time?"
The conscious mind of the "world will", that little flame, no one knows where it has gone.
Lu Yuan only knew that it must be secretly watching this place.
"This mission probably can't be described directly in words, because transmitting information will inevitably leave traces. Once I recognize this mission, it will likely be immediately discovered by the other party."
Thinking of this, a look of suspicion appeared on his face, as if it was his first time here. He raised his voice and questioned loudly: [Who are you? Why am I here? What did you bring us here for?!]
He was so bold as to use the word "conceptual ability" in this discourse.
This approach is very risky. If the [God] discovers that he has "conceptual ability", he will definitely realize that the white-haired [God] was killed by Lu Yuan, and he will suffer disastrous consequences.
But on the other hand, Lu Yuan's intuition told him that he had to do this... Without using his "conceptual ability", he would have no combat power at all.
On the other hand, "conceptual ability" itself is a kind of seemingly metaphysical existence. Even he himself does not know whether this "conceptual ability" has been successfully activated. It is just to increase the credibility of this sentence - to leave the impression to [God] that "I am the first to come here."
Sure enough, as soon as he said this, a large group of trembling figures suddenly seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
They had wanted to ask about this for a long time.
But the atmosphere around was too scary.
The ubiquitous mumbling made their minds foggy and the scene before them was like the abyss of hell.
These figures were trembling with fear, as if they had lost the ability to think.
[Who are you guys?!] Lu Yuan asked loudly again.
The blood-red [God] at the head was about 10 meters tall, and blood seemed to be flowing on its skin. Lu Yuan seemed to see blood vessels, densely covered like a spider web...
When Lu Yuan imagined these details in his mind, his eyes almost exploded.
He quickly stopped thinking.
The blood-red giant said: [Mortal, you are very courageous.]
【You can call us——【God】. 】
The voice seemed casual, without any tone, and even a little nonchalant.
But in Lu Yuan's ears, it was like thunder.
This was an order, and it seemed as if the whole world was pressing down on him!
His skin and flesh were opening up bit by bit, and countless ant-like bites filled his brain.
As long as he doesn't say the name "God", he will be tortured directly, and this psychological shadow may even affect his body outside Pangu Continent!
The conceptual abilities of both parties are simply not on the same level.
Lu Yuan didn't even know whether his attack was successful or not, but the other party kept his word.
"【god】!"
The figures around them couldn't help but utter a syllable under torture, their bodies trembling, like a humble mortal calling out to the omnipotent [God].
After saying this syllable, the terrifying feeling of oppression completely disappeared.
Lu Yuan also shouted: "God!"
But he sneered in his heart.
Obviously, this is putting a "shackle" on people's thinking.
Once you truly acknowledge the other person as a "God," this image will be directly solidified.
"Damn it, these mortals have been infected... the thought imprint is being transplanted into their minds."
"They might be holding a so-called important ceremony... Does the World Will want me to break this ceremony?"
After hearing these names, the blood-red giant grew even bigger!
Originally only a hundred meters tall, they had now suddenly expanded to ten thousand, then a hundred thousand meters, like towering pillars, towering above the heavens, seemingly capable of crushing the entire world. In comparison, these white figures, the tallest of which was only three meters tall, were no different from ants.
【Mortals, you are all outstanding people in this world.】
We are God, the ruler of the world.
【Now we give you a chance to become a part of us. 】
The largest bloody figure was very frugal with words.
Perhaps, talking too much is not in line with certain rules of God.
The other party just gives the crowd a choice.
But just three sentences changed the whole world.
Lu Yuan felt that his body was falling continuously, and the surrounding scene became increasingly darker. Pairs of ferocious eyes sneered in the darkness and stared at him with ill intentions.
You become a part of God.
Or, die!!
Lu Yuan suddenly remembered a strange story told by the strange people in the Immortal Palace: at the end of the era, there would often be accidents where certain civilization leaders and master craftsmen died suddenly and mysteriously.
The more outstanding a person is, the greater the chance of dying suddenly and unexpectedly, and even the body may disappear.
But because it was the end of the era, everything was in chaos and there was not enough energy to investigate the matter, so it was eventually left unresolved.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered this story, and the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily.
"This summoning ritual...is it the first time or the second time?"
"Has anyone else in the world received such an invitation? How many have chosen to become one of the Gods? How many have refused? Have all those who refused died?"
I, Lu Yuan, can definitely withstand this kind of pressure. I have killed countless monsters, including demons, ghosts, and snakes.
But can others withstand it? What choices will they make?
They...might give in.
Even though he had been thinking about this possibility, it suddenly became a reality, which made Lu Yuan feel cold all over - former allies became enemies, and former friends turned against each other. There is nothing worse than this in the world.
"Traitors... Yes, there are traitors in this world!"
"Could it be that some of the highest civilizations are also traitors?!"
No, what we need to consider now is how to face it!
[Who are you?! Are you the murderer behind the disaster of the era?! ! !]
Lu Yuan roared in anger at the first moment, and even labeled the other party as the "murderer behind the scenes."
The crowd around was also in an uproar. This matter was too big and it gripped their hearts all at once.
Some people secretly admired this guy for being so bold.
Facing God, they didn't even have the courage to raise their heads and take a look, and the other party actually attacked them directly.
The first bird to stick its head out gets shot, and they couldn't help but secretly worry about Lu Yuan's fate.
[Mortal, it seems you have no gods in your heart, no reverence.]
The voice remained calm, yet it echoed like the sound of hell, echoing in my head: [But it's understandable. The heroes of every era are all arrogant.]
【Now I ask you, who are you? 】
Where does your pride come from?
The next moment, a pale hand stretched out from the asphalt-like liquid under his feet, and his fingers, as cold as a corpse, pressed against Lu Yuan's neck.
As long as these fingers exert force, his neck will be strangled immediately!
Lu Yuan resisted the chill. With the Greedy Demon God as his battle force and the protection of the World Will, he had nothing to fear. He shouted, "I am the Grand Master Craftsman of the Ninth Epoch, the craftsman who created 'Myth Industrialization', Lu Yuan!"
[Can your contributions to this world compare to mine?]
Upon hearing this name, the surrounding white figures were stunned, some even displaying the fanatical emotions of star-chasers—if it weren't for the chaotic surroundings, they would have rushed up to chat with him immediately!
I don’t know if it’s just an illusion, but the twelve [Gods] seem to have shrunk a little.
Lu Yuan took a step forward: [Since there are Gods in this world, why do they reincarnate again and again? Why do they cause countless deaths and destruction?]
【What do you have that is worthy of my admiration! 】
【What's worth joining?! 】
His voice grew louder and louder, spreading far and wide in this conceptual world.
As the cold wind blew, the fire in the eyes of these [gods] flickered.
Lu Yuan suddenly "senses" that some of the [gods] hidden in the dark made a laughing gesture. It was a mocking sneer. They have met too many heroes and there have been such rebels in every dynasty, but facts have proved that they are still the ones who have the last laugh.
It turns out that you are Lu Yuan!
Despite the overwhelming pressure, Lu Yuan remained unmoved.
The blood-red giant [God], with fire dancing in his pupils, calmly asked: [Lu Yuan, are you the creator of mythical industrialization?]
Lu Yuan replied: [No, I am just one of the creators. Millions of ordinary people have created this brand new path!]
The other party said: [Since you have made great contributions, you can become a more powerful god.]
Lu Yuan's heart trembled. This conversation helped him find more clues.
My mind raced, "What does this mean?"
"There's no such thing as 'mind reading' in the world. Because 'thinking' involves the core of idealistic rules, there's absolutely no way to detect that I'm the Greedy Demon God..."
"But these [Gods] want to single out the traitors, which makes it very difficult to deal with."
"Once the number of traitors increases significantly, even the most powerful era will die from internal strife."
"Can I... disrupt this screening ceremony?"
Cold sweat broke out from his forehead - Lu Yuan didn't know what cold sweat in the conceptual world was, but something was indeed seeping out from his forehead.
In terms of absolute combat power, he is no match for the twelve [Gods].
(End of this chapter)
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