Chapter 272 The Last Death (9) The Lord is with you
The train derailed at a location approximately 20 kilometers from the Split Rock Church.
The sun had risen, but its rays could not penetrate the thick fog that looked like milk. The weather was hot and humid, and after walking for 30 minutes, Gao Mengtang's wavy hair became damp and turned into small curls, and the corners of her mouth, which were always upturned, drooped.
After walking for an hour, Gao Mengtang began to hum in an ambiguous way. He stepped deep and shallow in the mud: "Hmm... maybe there is a shuttle bus?"
Shang Yu: "Well... maybe there will be four white horses from the heavens pulling a crystal clear pumpkin carriage to welcome our little prince?"
Gao Mengtang: “…”
However, the mobility scooter really appeared. It was not a pure white pumpkin carriage, but a ghostly human-powered open-top carriage. The person pulling the carriage was covered in a black cloak, so his appearance could not be seen clearly.
"Blind man?" The man sitting in the car leaned out his head. He was an ordinary-looking boy wearing a black cloak of an ancient god believer. "Are you going to the Stone Split Church too? Let me give you a ride!"
Gao Mengtang's eyes lit up instantly: "Okay, okay! But, your car..."
It really looked like the convertible that Wei Wei often rode in. As for the person pulling the car, Gao Mengtang took a quick look at him and found that he was also a black clay puppet.
Seeing Gao Mengtang's suspicion, the young man quickly said, "Wise King Eleven is also going to the Stone Split Church with the Ancient God believers. He arranged a vehicle for us. I left first and caught up with you. It's okay if you don't believe me, I'll leave now."
As he spoke, the rickshaw driver sped up. Gao Mengtang used his remaining strength to catch up with him: "Don't go! Take me with you!"
Gao Mengtang and Xian Wang Shiyi live in the same bedroom. If Xian Wang Shiyi wants to frame Gao Mengtang, he has at least 100 opportunities every day and there is no need to go to great lengths.
Sitting on the rickshaw, Gao Mengtang stretched out his legs and smiled again: "Thank you. But shouldn't you hate me? Why did you take me on the ride?"
The boy smiled shyly: "I am a nobody, I can only get a bite of food no matter who I follow. You are such a kind person, it is easier to get good food by following you. By the way, my name is Liu Xiaoqian."
Except for Gao Mengtang, the rest of the people were hostile to Liu Xiaoqian. They kept a distance from him and kept glancing at the two people in the car.
"How about letting your brother ride with you?" Liu Xiaoqian suggested, "I see you two have a good relationship."
"You don't need to judge whether my relationship with my brother is good or not." Gao Geng said, and then changed his tone, "Brother, I will carry you and go. Don't take his car."
Gao Mengtang: “No way!”
Having eaten a nail, Liu Xiaoqian didn't talk much in the second half of the journey. It was 4:30 in the afternoon when they arrived at the Split Stone Church. Gao Mengtang jumped out of the rickshaw with vigor, while Bai Jie pounded his sore calf.
"Gothic church, the iconic building of the Ancient God Religion." Shang Yu squinted his eyes and looked up at the gloomy building in front of him. The towering spire was hidden in the clouds. In the thick fog, the building seemed to be floating above the moist land, becoming a step connecting heaven and earth.
The heavy stone door required two people to push open. The church was empty, with hundreds of paintings painted on the pointed glass windows and the ceiling.
Seeing the art work, Gao Mengtang immediately switched to professional mode. In a building like a church, murals and glass paintings all play a narrative role. There must be a copy of the clue hidden here.
The overall style of the paintings in the church is somewhat Gothic and dark, with low brightness and saturation, heavy shadows and thick lines. It is a bit rough but eye-catching enough.
On the left side of the entrance, the first stained glass painting depicts a stone cracked in two, with a swirling stream of lavender smoke gushing out of the crack.
In the second painting, swirling purple smoke hangs high in the sky, and crooked black towers are built on the ground.
In the third painting, outside the Black Tower forest, there is a circle of magnificent city walls.
"The history of the other world..." Gao Mengtang said as if talking to himself.
It is not difficult to guess that the swirling purple clouds represent the Supreme Order. Under its rule, the inner world built black towers and used high walls to isolate the moon creatures and shadow creatures.
What Gao Mengtang was even more concerned about was that the Supreme Order had emerged from a stone? Then, could this stone that was split into two halves be...
He continued to look down, and saw that generations of wise kings ascended the throne and built high walls again and again. In the last glass painting, the two stones that released the Supreme Order appeared again.
The wise king, who is marked as XI, holds a stone in his left hand and places the stone in his right hand into a crack in the air. At his feet, there is another stone, exactly the same as the one he holds in his left hand.
Sure enough, the stone that was split into two halves was the Stone of the End and the Stone of Saprophytic Life. The Eleventh Wise King sent the Stone of Saprophytic Life to the surface world, and carved the Stone of the End into Gao Mengtang himself.
As for the stone at His feet, it was used to deceive the Supreme Order. There was a floor-length mirror in the corner of the room.
"New world." The voice of the Wise King Eleven suddenly sounded in his ears. He also looked at the glass painting, his eyes fixed on the scene reflected in the mirror.
The overall style of this glass painting is gloomy and full of conspiracy-like strangeness. What is reflected in the mirror is not a dark and narrow basement, but a group of people working busy on the ruins.
Although it is a ruin, it is full of colorful flowers and fruit trees are growing vigorously among the rubble. The pictures in the mirror are bright in color and clear in lines, giving people a sense of hope and joy.
There was a light blue stone in the ruins, and the sunlight just happened to shine on that stone.
"At the end of the world, saprophytic life begins." The Eleventh Wise King looked away with disinterest. "The Saprophytic Stone possesses the power of both destruction and rebirth. It can destroy a chaotic world and rebuild a home on the ruins."
The Split Stone Church made the Wise King Eleven's emotions fluctuate. He recalled many past events slowly. His audience was Gao Mengtang, and he could only talk to Gao Mengtang.
The Stone of the End symbolizes order, and the Stone of Saprolingium symbolizes chaos. These two stones have long been hidden deep in the Black Tower.
After the inner world is shaped into a paradise with only truth, goodness and beauty, the Supreme Order will use the End Stone to search for other chaotic cosmic orders.
The Saprophytic Stone symbolizes destruction and rebirth. After finding a new chaotic order, the Supreme Order will use the Saprophytic Stone to destroy that world and establish a new order on the ruins, allowing this world to be reborn.
The ultimate goal of the Supreme Order is to mass-produce the End of Time and the Stone of Saprolingence, constantly breaking up the world full of suffering, creating one heaven after another, and ultimately becoming the savior of the universe.
"The surface world of Blue Planet is the first target that the Supreme Order wants to save." The Eleventh Sage King laughed sarcastically, "Unfortunately, the Supreme Order has turned into a puddle of mud before taking the first step to save the universe. They are just ridiculous gods who can only dream."
Gao Mengtang lowered his eyelashes: "Do you really think that turning the entire surface world into a game is a wonderful new world?"
The Eleventh Wise King sneered, "Of course not."
Gao Mengtang also laughed: "That's right..."
"All worlds are equally rotten," Xian Wang Eleven said without waiting for Gao Mengtang to finish, "The only difference between the current surface world and the surface world after the gamification is that after the surface world is gamified, I can become the only king in the world."
Gao Mengtang's eyes gradually dimmed, and he asked somewhat dejectedly: "Why do you want to become a king?"
This was not the first time Gao Mengtang asked the eleventh prince this question. In the past, the eleventh prince’s answer was “Go ask the sun why it is so bright.”
However, this time, the eleventh wise king was silent for a few seconds, and said irritably: "Why so many whys? I want to do this, and this is the only reason."
He turned and left. Looking at the sick crane-like back for a few seconds, Gao Mengtang said softly: "You are worse than the Supreme Order."
The Eleventh Wise King paused, turned his head, narrowed his narrow eyes, and stared at Gao Mengtang dangerously.
Gao Mengtang made up his mind and continued, "The Supreme Order believes that everything will return to the order of truth, goodness and beauty. But you don't believe in the utopian world at all, but you still want to gamify the surface world. This is not what you want to do from the bottom of your heart."
The Eleventh Wise King lowered his voice and said, "I don't need your approval."
"But you need your own recognition," Gao Mengtang carefully pulled up the sleeve of the Eleventh Sage King. "When you were the Eleventh Sage King, you were controlled by the Supreme Order. Now that you have been resurrected and the Supreme Order has decayed, what is controlling you? Why are you so stubborn?"
A trace of confusion appeared in the ferocious expression of the Wise King Eleven. He was about to say something when he heard the voice of the system first.
"My master, please do not waver," the system said, "The dead in the other world, the believers of the ancient gods who have been searching for five hundred years, the ghosts of Epiphyllum Ridge and Xiao Tien who are dormant in the darkness, including me... are all looking forward to you building a new world."
"You are the most holy saint, you should be the last one to give up."
——You are the wise king who is closest to perfection. Only you can grasp the glimmer of hope for the Supreme Order. The Supreme Order once said this to the wise king eleven.
System: "Ignore Gao Mengtang. We are the ones who need you the most. We are the ones who long for a new world and believe in you."
——Ignore the opposing voices. What needs you most is the chaotic universe that urgently needs to be saved.
"Master, you are our only hope."
——Don't let me down.
The silver-gray hair of Xian Wang Shiyi was messed up by the wind, brushing against his eyebrows that were so light that they were almost invisible. He chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter what I want to do. What matters is how I do it."
He pulled back his sleeves, and his red eyes, which had been rolling like magma, now cooled down, like solidified dark rock.
Gao Mengtang stood there in a daze for a long time, until Shang Yu's whisper interrupted his thoughts.
"Don't try to persuade him, great philanthropist Gao Mengtang," Shang Yu said, "Even if the Eleventh Sage King gave up his obsession, the five hundred years of ten generations of inheritance of the Ancient God's followers and the desires of tens of millions of creatures in the inner and outer worlds have put the Eleventh Sage King in his current position. How could he give up?"
Gao Mengtang withdrew his gaze and sighed.
If the Eleventh King was completely selfish and evil, he could have abandoned all those who followed him and walked towards another road paved with sunshine. Unfortunately, he is not such a person. For the expectations of others, he will definitely persist until the last moment.
*
At 6pm, a group of NPCs spawned near the Stone Church. They were covered in a layer of golden light that the players hated. They were also golden NPCs.
This group of NPCs, dressed in gorgeous robes of the church, walked in an orderly and solemn manner to the church organ and began to speak some polite words, mostly about the pursuits of the ancient gods' believers and the wonderful picture of the advent of the new world.
Gao Mengtang yawned as he listened, and Bai Jie sneered at every word the clergyman said.
The long speech lasted for more than an hour. The ancient god believers applauded with tears in their eyes, which scared the non-believer players.
"Is it over?" He Lun suddenly woke up from his doze, "I want to go back to the bedroom to sleep."
"Return to the right path! Lost children!" the clergy said in a deep singing voice, "The world is suffering, and only by believing in the Lord can we be saved!"
The believers of the ancient god shouted in unison: "Praise Allah! He is above all things!"
He Lun was startled again: "Is it over this time?"
"Oh, no." Shang Yu said expressionlessly, "What the clergyman said just now means that it is not too late to believe in the ancient gods now. Just queue up and get a stamp, and you can become a believer of the ancient gods."
As she spoke, many people in windbreakers and jeans lined up in front of the clergy. The monks held a long-handled seal, untied their clothes, and branded a black inverted six-pointed star mark on their left arms.
He Lun looked at this scene in surprise: "What about vaccination?"
"Once you are branded with an inverted hexagram, you will become a believer of the ancient god." Bai Jie rolled up his sleeves, revealing his inverted hexagram mark. "I have one too. It's inactivated, but it can't be washed off."
Chu Wen and Chu Hui looked around and asked worriedly, "Master Blind, how about we also get an Ancient God mark? I feel like this instance is more for Ancient God believers."
If the brand can be washed off, Gao Mengtang doesn't mind getting one and just treating it as a tattoo, which is quite interesting.
"But the mark can't be washed off," said Gao Mengtang.
Chu Wen was a little anxious: "So what if it can't be washed off? Believing in God or not is just a matter of thought. With this mark, it can be used as a talisman to reduce the hostility of some ancient god believers towards us."
"Whether or not I believe in the ancient gods is secondary," Gao Mengtang said. "What's important is that I think my arms are very beautiful, and I don't want to have an indelible mark on them."
Chu Wen: “……???”
He did not pursue beauty in this way, and he dragged his brother to queue up to receive the seal.
Of the remaining 50 players, only about 20 are not believers of the ancient gods, and most of them choose to add a chapter for themselves.
"Aren't you going?" Gao Mengtang asked Xian Wang Eleven in a low voice, "There's no inverted hexagram on Wei Wei's arm."
The 11th Wise King was smoking in the church as if no one was around. Hearing this, he chuckled. They didn't understand why the 11th Wise King was laughing until everyone stamped their documents.
"Hate everyone who is trapped in Chaos." The clergy shouted, "They are our enemies!"
Shang Yu and Bai Jie's faces changed.
"We will drink the blood and eat the flesh of our enemies." The clergyman pronounced loudly, "Kill those who do not believe in the Lord and share their blood and flesh!"
Glass beads fell from the clergyman's wide sleeves, and the tinkling sound was like the devil's nursery rhymes.
The church floor lit up with the symbol of an inverted six-pointed star, and the light merged into the seal on the left shoulder of each believer.
"This ritual can strengthen the power of the ancient god's followers," Shang Yu said quickly in a low voice, "I think something is wrong. We should run quickly."
There was a sudden sound of breaking air, and a person next to Gao Mengtang had his neck broken, and blood dyed half of Gao Mengtang's robe red.
The cloaks of the ancient god's followers were like the outstretched wings of a crow. They gathered together, tore at the man's flesh and blood, grabbed it with their hands, and ate it raw.
Killing each other is prohibited on the train, and the conductor will not care about what happens outside the train.
"Run!" Duan Song picked up Gao Mengtang by the waist and rushed out with all his strength.
*
“Nine Thousand Years Old, I, we have also become your followers.” Chu Hui said timidly.
Chu Wen said eagerly: "Let us work for you! We have also gained the trust of that pretty boy Gao Mengtang!"
On the first day of entering the copy, Chu Wen and Chu Hui wanted to approach the Wise King Eleven to seek refuge, but the Wise King Eleven ignored them.
Now that they have obtained the mark of the ancient god, things may be turning around.
In the smoke, Xian Wang Eleven glanced at them with his expressionless face, and it was impossible to tell what he was feeling. Chu Wen and Chu Hui became even more flustered.
"We are willing to die for you!" Chu Wen said tremblingly.
What's the difference between sacrificing one's life for the 900-year-old and sacrificing one's life for the blind? Tossing back and forth like this is clearly a fence-sitter who changes with the wind. Such a person only cares about his own life and will not risk his life. The Eleventh Wise King thought with disdain, but his face showed a standard, all-tolerant smile.
"Welcome, those who have returned to the right path." The Eleventh Wise King said softly.
Chu Wen bowed his head respectfully: "Master, if you need any help, we are willing to give everything."
Tsk, this kind of talk again, what can you people do to help? Xian Wang Eleven thought, his tone was still gentle: "I am looking for an opportunity to kill Gao Geng and make him die."
Chu Wen was confused: "Kill Gao Geng? Master, I don't understand, why not Gao Mengtang?"
The essence of gamifying the surface world is to create a barrier large enough to cover the entire planet. However, the End Stone has the power to destroy the barrier.
The impurities of the End Stone evolved into Gao Geng. His existence is bound to affect the progress of the gamification of the surface world. But the Eleventh Sage King was too lazy to explain to them.
"You don't need to know the truth," said the Eleventh Wise King contemptuously, "because I don't need you."
Chu Wen and Chu Hui were panic-stricken and could not utter anything for a long time.
"The Lord is with you." The Eleventh Wise King threw away his cigarette butt, brushed past their shoulders without any reluctance, walked out of the blood-stained rubble church, and left alone.
*
"Hurry! I'll give you a ride!" Liu Xiaoqian waved at Gao Mengtang and the others, "Take my car!"
"You don't really think Liu Xiaoqian is a good person, do you?" Shang Yu threw out a pack of explosive cards to block an attack from the Ancient God believers. "Gao Mengtang, you just saw how hostile the Ancient God believers are to us!"
Freesia shuttled among a group of people in black robes. The black and white double swords of Yin and Yang in her hands were shining coldly under the moonlight.
"I know, I'm just tired." Gao Mengtang breathed rapidly, "Run, run to the train!"
"I'm glad to know." Shang Yu threw a playing card at Liu Xiaoqian's neck, instantly cutting his carotid artery. Blood gushed out like a fountain. Liu Xiaoqian stared with his eyes wide open and fell straight back.
Liu Xiaoqian's pale skin was oozing with black translucent gelatinous substances. The jelly-like things were fused together, and they were clearly the tentacles of the shredder!
"Haha, we've been discovered?"
When "Liu Xiaoqian" stood up again, he had changed back to the appearance of Wen Renye. He raised the corners of his mouth gloomily: "Master's disguise skills, Gao Mengtang, can you see the flaws?"
Gao Mengtang indeed didn't notice it, and at the same time, Wen Renxiao also came over, and several shredder tentacles appeared from his collar.
The dark crowd of believers gathered behind Wenren Ye and Wenren Xiao, staring at Gao Mengtang and others with eager eyes.
"The master wants to kill Gao Geng," Wen Renxiao said, "Gao Mengtang, get out of here, we'll spare your life tonight."
Gao Mengtang said frankly: "It seems that you can't do this."
Ding-dong, ding-dong. The sound of glass beads knocking against each other. The crowd parted automatically, and among the fluttering black robes, there was a thin figure in a white suit.
"I agree," said the Eleventh Wise King, with his arms folded across his chest, his head tilted, and a smile on his face, "So, I am with them."
Wenren Ye and Wenren Xiao hurriedly said, "Master, we failed to kill Gao Geng."
"I have eyes, I see it." The Eleventh Wise King said with a smile. He didn't expect these people to achieve anything.
In his hand, a black ribbon condensed and with a flick of a venomous snake, it stretched straight and became as sharp as a knife.
The eleventh wise king smiled even more: "Cast your worries on the Lord, and He will take care of you."
The ribbon stabbed at Gao Geng. In a flash, Freesia roared and activated the skill [Horror Guardian].
The soil beneath their feet turned into a vast lake. Dark ghosts emerged from the water, standing behind the players, holding umbrellas, and the drizzle under the umbrellas continued.
Everything the rain touches will be corroded. This skill is immune to almost all attacks.
The black ribbon broke instantly, fell on the lake surface, curled up into a ball, shook a few times, and turned into ashes.
"Alas...the skills of the Black Tower's identity card are all abridged versions, and are far less useful than my own things." The Wise King Eleven sighed, his long five fingers grasping the void, purple electric current jumping between his fingers, condensing into a spear.
——Spear of Azathoth.
The black swamp covered the lake surface, raising a barrier in front of Gao Geng. At the same time, countless arms stretched out from the swamp and grabbed at the Eleventh Sage King.
The Wise King Eleven completely ignored the arm that was about to hit him, grasped the Spear of Azathoth and threw it at Gao Geng.
The Spear of Azathoth turned black in the blink of an eye, and the defensive wall made of mud was as thin as paper and was pierced directly by the Spear of Azathoth!
"Brother, take care." Gao Geng said in his last moments.
The next moment, the spear turned into black lightning, dodged the defense of the terrifying guard several times, and pierced Gao Geng's chest with a "puff".
Dark purple electric current and unknown black gelatinous objects spread like a spider web, instantly swallowing Gao Geng.
There was an explosion with a bang.
The gust of wind knocked Gao Mengtang and others over. Half a minute ago, the person who was standing in front of Gao Mengtang was left with only a charred mark on the ground.
Gao Mengtang stumbled over, fell to his knees with all his strength gone, stretched out his shaking hands, and touched the charred soil in disbelief. In his sight, a pair of clean and exquisite brown leather shoes appeared.
"Twelve, I told you that I don't need to go to great lengths to deal with you." That familiar, soft voice of unknown gender sounded above my head.
Suddenly it started to rain, and a thunderclap struck the sky, soaking the charred soil.
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