Chapter 174 Chaos Block No. 13 (31) Far away, near...
The ghost of the throne, the corrupt supreme order...
Gao Mengtang raised his hand, and the black quagmire gathered and poured into his palm: "Why is the Supreme Order here with me?"
"I was just about to ask you why!" Hydra said loudly, recalling the tragic past of being suppressed by the Supreme Order. "Don't let it get close to me. When I see it, I feel like my life is over!"
Gao Mengtang moved a chair for Hydra and poured him a glass of ice water.
"Calm down and talk to me. I won't hurt you." Gao Mengtang said softly.
Hydra drank the ice water in the cup in one gulp, and took a long time to calm down. His frown gradually relaxed.
"When the otherworld was first created, there were no Moonborn or Darkborn. There was only one kind of creature, the Eternal."
Gao Mengtang knew this; Wei Xiangchen had told him about it. Every Eternal represented a type of person who was essentially the same: someone who loved to take advantage, someone who was aggressive, or someone who was cheerful and outgoing...
They die and come back to life because there are always such people from generation to generation.
The difference is that there are no laws or teachings in the other world. Problems soon arose for the Eternals, who were modeled after humans.
Hydra poured himself another glass of ice water: "Humans are nothing more than animals. They are selfish, cruel, prejudiced, shamelessly self-defending, and self-touching..."
All the weaknesses of human beings are fully displayed in the Eternals of the inner world. Because there is no education here, the flaws are more straightforward and unconcealed.
Until the Supreme Order appears.
He ended the Eternals and their Grey Age. Then, the High Order created the Moon Creatures and the Shadow Creatures.
"The ultimate pursuit of the Supreme Order is to build a paradise-like world. There are only saints there, no mediocre people, and no evil people... Everyone's heart is as beautiful as his appearance... This place is called [Eternal Residence] by the Supreme Order."
Hydra murmured longingly. "It's beautiful, isn't it? Moon creatures are close to the 'noble people' that the Supreme Order likes, while shadow creatures are hateful lives that the Supreme Order despises. The [Wise King] is the most proud work of the Supreme Order."
"What are these ghosts?" Gao Mengtang asked in confusion.
Hydra: "Coffin."
Ancient emperors would build their own mausoleums from the moment they ascended the throne. The same was true for wise kings.
In order to prevent the virtuous king from being defiled, his coffin is made at the same time as the virtuous king is created. After the virtuous king dies, his soul will merge into the supreme order and enter these "living coffins".
The Supreme Order left a revelatory prophecy: when the eternal residence is built, the wise king will be resurrected.
It's a pity that the inner world is about to be destroyed, and the place of eternal residence has finally become a dream.
The swamp rolled under Gao Mengtang's feet, and only a ghost stood behind him. Hydra said that it was the coffin that the wise king prepared for Gao Mengtang.
"Hei Yankai told me that except for the Seventh Wise King who is not in the coffin," Hydra rolled his eyes at the Enemy Rabbit, "the Eleventh Wise King's coffin is empty, and the Twelfth Wise King is not dead yet. The remaining nine coffins all contain the soul of a Wise King."
The Supreme Order and the Wise King are both pure things. They can only exist around the throne and are imprisoned in the black tower for life. Once they come into contact with the outside world, they will become corrupt and degenerate, turning into a black quagmire.
The Twelve Wise Kings destroyed the throne, the Supreme Order, and the souls of the nine Wise Kings, all of which were polluted.
"He's not a king, he's a prisoner!" Gao Mengtang was shocked. Living in the black tower all his life, what a tragic fate! No wonder all the wise kings of the past wanted to rebel against the Supreme Order.
In addition, Gao Mengtang was also surprised at the "fragility" of the virtuous king. He died when exposed to light. How could he be the supreme ruler of the other world? Wei Xiangchen was a dead soul, and he could still float for hundreds of years. He couldn't help but wonder: "Why is the soul of the virtuous king so fragile?"
"If the water is too clear, there will be no fish," Hydra said, "The soul of the Wise King is a holy soul carved by man. The cleaner it is, the easier it is to be polluted. Apart from the Wise King Twelve, he is the purest and the strongest. Only he can leave the Black Tower."
Hydra rubbed the flower ornament on his cheek as if he had a toothache: "Speaking of which, there is a ritual in the other world. Summon the souls of all the wise kings and let them enter the coffin. Then you can use a very perverted skill."
"What skill is it?" Wei Wei asked.
"Communicating yin and yang and reshaping the predestined is called [turning the world around], and it can reverse the status quo." Hydra said, "To use a more trendy term, it's called a rollback."
"All the dead souls? My enemy rabbit and I are still alive, so we don't count as dead souls... Where did the Eleventh Wise King go?" Gao Mengtang asked, "Why isn't his dead soul in the coffin?"
A glimmer of reverence shone in Hydra's eyes. "Of all the wise kings, I admire the Eleventh Wise King the most. He is not the most powerful, but he is definitely the wisest..."
Destined to be a life prisoner from birth, the wise king will eventually go on the path of rebelling against the Supreme Order, but the Supreme Order imprisoned the souls of all the wise kings, and He can start the "Return to Heaven" ceremony at any time.
Therefore, the wise king did not dare to do anything big, because it would be useless and the Supreme Order could be rolled back.
Back then, the Seventh Wise King made a big mistake and severely injured the Throne, causing the Throne to be unable to roll back the timeline to before the birth of the Feasters. Otherwise, the Black Tower game today would not exist at all.
When the eleventh king was alive, he pretended to obey the throne but secretly disobeyed it. After his death, no one knew where he went. The Supreme Order sent out countless flying giants, but they could not find the soul of the eleventh king.
The soul of Wise King Eleven disappeared, and the art of resuscitation could not be performed, which greatly weakened the ability of the Supreme Order. At least it could not be rewound infinitely.
In addition, the Eleventh Wise King created the Twelfth Wise King, who was infinitely close to perfection, and left him with the root of "arrogance". Through the hands of the Twelfth Wise King, the Supreme Order was completely destroyed.
Hydra smiled and said, "You should really thank the Eleventh Wise King. Without Him, you would not be able to destroy the throne. Because as long as the throne wants, it can go back to before your birth."
The inner world was about to be destroyed, and the Eleventh King was dead. Even if Gao Mengtang wanted to burn incense for him, he couldn't find his grave.
Rather than repaying the favor of the Eleventh King, Gao Mengtang was more concerned about another thing.
If he finds the soul of the Wise King Eleven, wouldn't he have the ability to go back in time?
Hydra then went on to explain some of the skills of [Return of Heaven]. In its heyday, the Supreme Order could restore the entire world to its original state, but now the Supreme Order was half-dead and polluted, and its strength was greatly weakened. It should be possible to reverse the state of a person or a small area.
Bad news, they couldn't find the soul of the Eleventh Wise King.
Good news, in order to fight against the throne, the eleventh wise king "hid" his soul. He would definitely choose a place that is not easy to find to hide his soul. The place where the soul is hidden is likely to be the surface world.
"The ghost of the Eleventh Wise King should be in our world..." Gao Mengtang hugged his knees and muttered to himself, "Where could it be? Epiphyllum Ridge?"
As he was lost in thought, a whistle suddenly sounded, like a bolt from the blue, startling everyone in the room. Wei Wei was drinking tea from a small teacup, but his hand shook and the scalding tea spilled onto his face.
Four long whistle sounds represent the invasion of Tongxin vines.
"There must be something wrong with the sewer explosion area," Wei Wei wiped his face quickly, "Someone from the Court of Justice must be there, let's go down and take a look."
Gao Mengtang also wanted to follow, but as soon as he walked out of the room, he was stopped by Zuo Feng who was jumping up and down.
"Black Prince, someone is robbing! Go check it out!"
Gao Mengtang grabbed Wei Wei's sleeve and said, "Is it okay for you to go alone?"
"No problem," Wei Wei paused, thinking that he couldn't use his skills yet, "I'll let He Lun accompany you."
"Okay. Be careful." After that, Gao Mengtang followed Zuo Feng to the second-floor balcony.
Dozens of people surrounded the old mansion. As soon as they saw Gao Mengtang and others show up, they cast dense spells like raindrops.
The Old Mansion is immune to attack skills and causes zero damage.
"That's Gao Mengtang!"
"That's him! He killed our friends!"
Gao Mengtang looked down and saw many familiar faces: people from the Bai family and members of the Blue Camp.
After entering the copy, the Blue Camp and the Bai family joined forces to form the Baitou Gang. Not long ago, they tried to rob Gao Mengtang, but were beaten up by Gao Mengtang and five people died.
The person leading the way was Zhang Qiyan, leader of the Blue Camp. Behind her was a man wearing a purple cloak and a hood. Seeing Gao Mengtang, Zhang Qiyan took a step forward and blocked the man behind her.
"Black Prince!" Zhang Qiyan looked up and shouted, "We want to negotiate with you!"
Zuo Feng: "You have no right to negotiate! Fight, fight inside! We are not afraid of you!"
That being said, the Whitehead Gang had all kinds of weapons and there were so many of them that Zuo Feng was still a little scared. The barrier of the old mansion was only immune to skill attacks, but not to punches and kicks.
"Don't be like this," Gao Mengtang stopped Zuo Feng, "They are willing to negotiate, which is a good thing. I will go and talk to them."
Gao Mengtang and Zhang Qiyan met once when they were paying their respects to Qin Xishuang, and their relationship was pretty good. It was not worth it to have a falling out because of the different factions they belonged to in the dungeon.
Being the Black Prince is a job, being the Moon Banner Leader is life.
Gao Mengtang calmed the Axe Man down, went to the first floor, and opened the door: "Only one person is allowed in. I won't hurt you."
"Two people," Zhang Qiyan said, "I'll take her in."
After saying that, Zhang Qiyan suddenly pulled the person wearing the purple hood to his side and pulled her hood off. It turned out to be Lin Li.
"Okay," Gao Mengtang wished, "You two come in."
Zhang Qiyan glanced at the mutants behind Gao Mengtang, who were staring at him eagerly, but he was still worried: "Prince Black, please come out. I won't hurt you, you know."
The situation in the copy is that the Tongxin vine is rampant. Zhang Qiyan brought the people in his camp and the Bai family here, most likely to obtain blocker No. 04.
They have no reason and will not hurt Gao Mengtang.
After thinking it over for a moment, Gao Mengtang nodded: "Okay, I'll go out. You ask the others to leave."
"Let's go. Only the two of us are left here," Zhang Qiyan ordered, then turned around and cursed at the people behind him, "Are you deaf? What are you still standing here for? Are you waiting to die?"
Her status was very high, and no one dared to disobey her. After the others left like a tide, Gao Mengtang walked out of the gate and came to Zhang Qiyan and Lin Li.
"Are you okay?" Gao Mengtang asked Lin Li in a low voice.
Lin Li was a little thinner, but he was over 1.8 meters tall, so he looked skinny and haggard, like a dying reed, and his face was a little dirty.
She looked at Gao Mengtang and said slowly, "Zhang Qiyan and I... meeting an old friend in a foreign land, what does that mean?"
Zhang Qiyan rolled his eyes slightly: "She's fine. Chief Gao, please follow me."
The three of them came to an empty room across the street, and the Axe Man looked at Gao Mengtang's back worriedly.
"You want Blocker No. 04, right?" Gao Mengtang quietly pulled Lin Li towards him, "How much do you want?"
Zhang Qiyan was a little surprised: "You know all this? Are you really a prophet? It seems that Lin Li is not just talking nonsense."
Gao Mengtang: "...It's easy to guess."
"300 bottles," Zhang Qiyan held Lin Li's other arm tightly, not intending to let go, "Give me 300 bottles of blockers, and I will return Lin Li to you."
This was no small amount. Although Gao Mengtang had a certain say among the Axe Man, he would not easily agree to give out three hundred bottles in one go just to exchange for a prophet whom the Axe Man had never even seen.
Gao Mengtang hugged one of Lin Li's arms with both hands, and the two of them seemed to be competing with each other, treating it as a tug-of-war game.
"Let me tell you this. It's better to teach a man how to fish than to give him a fish," Gao Mengtang said. "I'll tell you Fu Yi's home address. Go ask him for it. He's a partner of Guangming Pharmaceutical Factory. If you want 300 or 3,000 bottles, just ask him."
It is somewhat immoral to divert trouble to others and benefit yourself at the expense of others.
But Fu Yi deliberately detonated the sewer, causing the Tongxin vine to spread, which was even more immoral. Gao Mengtang had no choice but to say sorry in his heart.
Zhang Qiyan thought it would work. Her tense face suddenly relaxed. "Alright. Chief Gao, I never thought that a saint like you would do such a thing."
Gao Mengtang had already torn off a piece of paper and written down Fu Yi's address. Hearing this, he smiled but said nothing.
"I'm curious, what's going on with your hair?" Zhang Qiyan pointed at Gao Mengtang's silver hair.
Gao Mengtang did not answer. He handed the note to Zhang Qiyan and changed the subject: "Aren't you afraid that Lin Li will come to me and reveal the secrets of the Whitehead Gang?"
"Ha!" Zhang Qiyan laughed briefly, "She knows nothing. She keeps saying that the Whitehead Gang is 'destined to perish' and 'no one will survive'. How could she leak secrets?! It's a miracle that she can remember what she had for breakfast!"
That makes sense. Lin Li's ability to take care of herself is basically zero, let alone spying on secrets. Without anyone watching, she would wear two socks of different colors every day.
After sending Zhang Qiyan and the others away, Gao Mengtang brought back Lin Li. He first asked about Lin Li's recent situation.
She was relatively lucky. When she first entered the dungeon, she set up a stall to tell fortunes and met Zhang Qiyan.
Lin Li was once the deputy leader of the Blue Camp and was in the same camp as Zhang Qiyan. Although the two had an average relationship, they would take care of each other more when they met in a dungeon.
So, Lin Li followed Zhang Qiyan and joined the White Head Gang.
"Has anyone bullied you?" Gao Mengtang asked softly.
Lin Li stared at Gao Mengtang blankly, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and slowly uttered a few words: "Black and white, opposites... split. Your silver hair is an ominous sign."
Gao Mengtang: “…”
He was injected with the antidote and his hair turned black again.
"What did you see in the Whitehead Gang?" Gao Mengtang pulled a small chair over and asked, "Tell me about it?"
Lin Li looked at him blankly.
After a long while, Gao Mengtang sighed, but he still wanted to chat, so he made small talk: "Can you help me with divination?"
"Okay." Lin Li said immediately.
"I... want to find something," Gao Mengtang tilted his head and thought. He wanted to find the ghost of the eleventh virtuous king, but how to describe it? Lin Li probably didn't know what the virtuous king was.
While she was speaking, Lin Li finished the cup of tea. She put her face close to the cup, with the rim of the cup almost pressing against her eye sockets, and stared at it for a long time, leaning forward like this.
"You are looking for something..." Lin Li said slowly, "an abstract thing that has nothing to do with you, but will be of great help to you. If you find it, you will be greatly improved..."
Gao Mengtang: "Uh, almost? Where is it?"
"It's far away in the sky and close at hand." Lin Li said.
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