The knights all stopped at the bottom of the stairs, and only Su Mingan stood alone on the high ivory-white platform, looking at the hall inside the pillars.
He was about to step in, but heard a voice coming from inside:
"——World Lord, please stop."
This voice... sounds like Noel?
Su Mingan stopped.
The snow-white hexagonal columns divide the view, and the sunlight merges into a fan-shaped golden grid. The exquisite tea table stands tall, with purple gold teapots and porcelain cups placed on it. The wisteria hangs down like grapes, full of sunlight.
A young man is lazily leaning on a rocking chair, with an ivory statue of the goddess of life behind him, but he is using it as a backrest. His purple hair is flowing like water on the skirt of the statue, and his messy hair is swaying slightly, like wisteria flowers growing on the outer edge of the statue.
He was wearing a silver-white mask engraved with wintersweets and daffodils, revealing only a pair of slightly open golden eyes.
...Is this the [World Lord]?
Now that the gods have retired, this world ruler can be considered the number one person on earth.
It is said that he is lazy and cruel, and his power spreads across hundreds of countries. Only the Holy Temple, which worships the Rin tribe as the Son of God, can compete with him, but the two are not in conflict. The world is in charge of imperial power, and the Holy Temple is in charge of faith.
The Lord didn't seem to notice Su Mingan at the door and was chatting with a blond young man next to him.
The blond young man had red eyes and was wearing the star-patterned prayer robe of the Goddess of Life, with most of his body covered in white.
"Godfather." The Lord played with the purple hair beside his ear. "All people want is bread, water, clothing and education, and I can create all of these for them."
The blond youth showed a look of disapproval: "What about happiness? Happiness and freedom are things you can't write. A piece of white paper is there, you write the word bread, yes, a loaf of bread will appear. But if you write the word happiness, happiness will not appear out of thin air. Bread is the same for every individual, but happiness is very different for every individual. If you become the only pen, do you think you can write everything for them?"
The Lord of the World curled his fingers, his hair swirling around his fingertips: "Do you think I want to enjoy this sense of dictatorship?"
"I don't think so." The blond young man said, "My Lord, I have watched you grow up. Everything you have now is beyond the reach of others. Please don't expect more. As long as you are humble enough, the goddess of life will bless you."
"Lotasha... You mention Lotasha every day, but has He ever given you a glance? The demonization crisis is imminent, and the gods are indifferent, waiting for the Lin tribe to solve it, and then there will be destruction of hundreds of millions of lives... Have you ever thought about this: this is our common civilization, so why don't the gods care about the withering of civilization?" The Lord of the World glared at him.
"...Your guest is here, let's talk about this first." The blond young man didn't want to say more. He glanced at Su Mingan at the door, turned around and left.
"...Hui Chi?" Su Mingan called out tentatively.
The blond young man was stunned and looked sideways, as if wondering how Su Mingan knew his name.
"It's okay, I was just shouting." Su Mingan looked away.
...It's really the naming format. Huibai, Huibi, Huimo, Huichi, this group of brothers are really all over Luowasha, and you can meet different colors everywhere.
A scoundrel at Hongta, a doctoral supervisor, the leader of the Hand of Fate, the great priest of the world... each one is doing better than the other.
The rich aroma of wisteria flowers wafted towards him, mixed with a clear and transparent tea fragrance. When Su Mingan approached, the Lord of the World poured a cup of black tea and motioned Su Mingan to sit opposite him: "Please sit down, Demon Lord."
Su Mingan sat down: "What did you call me?"
"Ah, Su Ming'an." The Lord of the World said calmly: "I invited you here because I want to cooperate with you."
"You want to form an alliance with me and jointly resolve the [Demonization Crisis]?" Su Mingan said.
The World Lord is the ruler of billions of NPCs, and Su Mingan is the number one among 300 million players. It is very appropriate for them to unite.
The Lord of the World shook his finger: "Quite the opposite."
He crossed his legs, leaned back, and said softly:
"I hope the magic can infect everyone in Rovatha."
Su Mingan looked back in surprise.
"After all, if I solve the demon crisis and then watch you leave, my vision is too narrow." The Lord of the World spread out his hands: "Things in the world are cyclical, and this kind of thing will only happen again and again. What I want to do is to solve it once and for all-"
His golden eyes were filled with ambition, and he said something that shocked Su Mingan:
…
"I want to use the world game to raise you to a higher dimension within these twenty-five days, Su Mingan."
"After becoming a higher dimension, I hope you can protect Luowasha a little, so that the world crisis will not happen again and there will be no more troubles. This is the only reward I ask for."
"If you don't want to, I can choose someone else, go find Noel Akinni, go find Bei Wang, go find Mizushima Kawaseong, go find Lu Shu... help them become [High Dimension]. It's all fine."
…
Su Mingan stood up from his chair.
He looked at the Lord in astonishment, as if he saw a chess piece on a chessboard jump out of the board with a swish.
Whether it is the dome world or the ruins world, people only want to solve the current crisis. After the crisis is solved, everything will end and leave the world to future generations. So after the problems of the ruins world are solved, the problems of the old world appear again, which seems to be endless.
People's vision is not short-sighted. After all, preserving the present is difficult enough. Who can think about what people will face ten thousand years later? But the world master in front of them proposed a way to allow Luowasha to have peace for tens of millions of years.
——【High Dimension】.
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