Xia Yibing also fell silent after hearing this.
"So what should I call you?" the old man asked the question for the second time.
"I don't like either of those names." The woman frowned.
"If you must call me, call me Body Master."
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Chapter 152 Nine Evil Gods
The power of blood is awakening.
Initially, this sign manifested as the perception of the wreckage - because the blood source was once divided into three parts, one for the corpse of the god, one for the spirits, and the last part for the Imaar bloodline. The blood source king expected them to shoulder the responsibility of guarding this bloodline, so there has always been a talent hidden in this bloodline, making them particularly sensitive to the breath of the same source, and even able to control it.
All the creatures in the entire Corrupted Blood Kingdom are probably contaminated by blood at this time, so naturally, Xia Yibing is sensitive to everything here.
Hero bone is the most basic perception symptom. As time goes by, she can feel that this special talent seems to be getting stronger and stronger. It's as if when the old man appeared in this image, she felt that a connection was established between the two of them, just like she did with Black Owl, and she has essentially become the master of the other's body and soul.
In this way, the title of "body master" is appropriate. In a sense, it is a clear attitude.
I can treat you as one of my own for the sake of this connection, but you'd better not try to use those empty words to win me over to work for a vanished clan.
"Okay, Master."
But the old man didn't care. He used this title happily and looked up at her: "What else does the body owner want to know?"
"Everything." Xia Yibing narrowed her eyes. "I want to know everything you've been through. Don't leave out any details."
Inheriting memories from hero bones is very inefficient.
It is true that she had eaten a big meal not long ago, but that was probably just a coincidence, that is, the bones that Shana sent people to purchase happened to contain a bone fragment of Imaar's relatives. If she still wanted to be this efficient, she would have to dig up all the surrounding graves. This behavior would be punished, and she was not very interested in being a gravedigger.
Now that there was a ready-made antique standing right in front of her, why didn't she just ask directly?
"Is it safe here?" The old man looked back at the gate.
"It's safe. The people of the Posha family said that she will go to the Governor's Mansion tonight. She will probably spend the whole day preparing clothes and gifts. We have plenty of time to talk about these things."
"Okay then." The old man breathed a sigh of relief, dragged a chair over stiffly, and sat down steadily opposite her.
"I vaguely heard the host introduce himself before. What is your name?"
"...Xia Sha." Xia Yibing stared at him, "I thought you were going to ask me what era I was in."
"The little guys that grew out of it have passed on everything they know to me." The other party smiled, "I can also tell you everything, but I have to start from the source."
"The source? I have browsed through the life story of Eric in the memories of some vampires, which even includes the promise you made to his father. Are you referring to the original war between gods? The war between the Blood King and the evil gods?"
"That's right." The old man nodded his chin lightly, looking like he was reminiscing: "At that time, I was still a seed..."
"I've heard this before, let's get to the point."
"Let me first introduce the situation on both sides." The old man curled his lips, "Do you want to know what the sign of Elsa's fall is?"
"Gray fog is coming."
"Yes, but they didn't happen immediately. The gray fog didn't cause much harm when it first appeared. It just made people's minds more active, making it easier to complete the legendary Poltergeist ritual."
"Legendary?"
"The legend... What do you think of the ritual of the poltergeist?"
"There are many ways to help humans awaken their spirits, including scenting, acupuncture, and branding."
"That's right. In fact, it also includes some unconventional methods. But what I want to tell you is that the School of Sao Ling had already declined at that time. Because of the lack of certain elements, it became increasingly difficult for Sao Ling to succeed. Whether in the Elsa Continent or other lands, the extraordinary was withdrawing from the stage of history."
"...I know, the demise of the mythical particles, right? That's what happened."
"So you can imagine what this change meant to Elsa at the time."
"ecstatic?"
"More seriously, for many people, that was no less than the hope of life. Countless people crossed that line overnight and became extraordinary as soon as they opened their eyes. They quickly became the most difficult to control unstable factor on earth, and this was even just a precursor to disaster."
"How do you know this?" Xia Yibing frowned.
Didn't he say that he was still a seed at the end of the God War? That period was at least several dozen or even hundreds of years away from the beginning of the Grey Mist Era. How could a seed be preserved for that long?
Moreover, it had not yet received blood infusion at that time and had no consciousness at all. Where did these memories come from?
"From an even older myth." The old man said, "You may not have thought that the Blood Bone Tree was no ordinary tree before it absorbed the power of the blood source and condensed the blood seed."
"Treant?"
"It's a little older than that. I'm sure my ancestor was a Nether Fruit Tree, or at least a branch of it, so I'm extremely resistant to evil and pollution, and I was born with inherited memories."
"If I remember correctly, I have read the files..." Xia Yibing asked, "It seems that the ancestors of the tree people in all places are also the Nether Fruit Tree?"
"Any conscious faction probably comes from that group," the old man agreed. "It's just that there are many branches. For example, although my ancestors are very noble, if it weren't for the blood source awakening me, I might not have been able to develop self-awareness. This information is useless."
"Of course..." He closed his eyes at this point, "This kind of inheritance has great limitations. There are many things I can't remember..."
"But there are some scenes that I will never forget, and that is them... the Nine Evil Gods."
"After the gray fog had been raging for a while, they suddenly descended from the fog, and at the same time, they also detonated the countless mortal spirits that they had dragged into their dreams. They were induced and distorted, and evolved into monsters in the shortest possible time, frantically killing all native species."
"I had a dream when I first came here..." Xia Yibing hesitated, "I saw an army led by a woman, and they awakened a giant blood tree..."
"That is the source of blood." The old man confirmed, "The power sealed in the long river of time can only be drawn out with the permission of the goddess. There is no other way. You know, this thing was a taboo a long time ago."
I totally agree.
The woman curled her lips in her heart.
The nightmare of that fat nun still torments her. Shouldn't such disgusting power be taboo?
"Do you still remember...you have seen the Nine Evil Gods?" She suddenly thought of the key point.
The information about the evil god is probably the most important thing.
"I can't recite their names, I can only describe their appearance and titles for you," said the old man.
"First, you already know the ruler of the Spiral Throne, the Horned King; the mother who breeds all things, the Mother of Pregnancy; the gaze that transcends time and space, the Three Evil Eyes... There are actually five of them here."
"The 'Three Evil Eyes' are three huge eyeballs... They cover the land alternately. Because of their existence, there are three days of darkness every week. Under their gaze, no living thing can hide. They will report the enemy's position to the 'King of Horns'... No one can escape the pursuit launched by the Spiral Throne."
"And the Mother of Breeding is an even more disgusting thing." He began to frown. "I mentioned before that some mortals were lured by them and became corrupted into monsters. Most of these changes are unstable, but the Mother of Breeding can turn instability into stability. It seems that it can absorb all matter in this world, whether it is living or non-living, and then mix it with its own flesh and blood to reshape it. It can be said that it creates a new species out of thin air."
"Scouts, assassins, and arsenals." Xia Yibing said.
"It's a very fitting description! These things alone can bring huge troubles, not to mention there are several similar things. They are the invisible colorful light - 'Dream Star'; the land of gluttony - 'Crazy Green Swamp'; the black pus and blood - 'Black Scholar'; the invisible murderous fog - 'Fission Cloud'."
"'Dream Star' is a flowing rainbow. It is a living creature that moves only in the darkness created by the 'Three Evil Eyes'. The pollution it causes may be the most serious of all. It will directly infuse a piece of land, affecting and causing everything there to mutate. This mutation will eventually lead to extinction. It seems to feed on some kind of energy created in this process. The land that it sucks dry will become a complete wasteland, and not even a wild grass will be found."
Sounds like a more advanced version of the Death Tree...
But it's actually a colorful glow, isn't it a bit too disgusting...
Xia Yibing's eyebrows jumped when she heard this. "What about the rest?"
"'Mad Swamp' means exactly what it says. It's a flowing liquid, as vast as a foul-smelling swamp. It changes the appearance of the creatures it devours every moment. There are animal horns, fish fins, human hands, skeletons...all kinds of creatures you've seen and haven't seen before are in it. It's a cesspool or a corpse pit."
Isn’t this Braceworm, the prototype of the evil god from the Crystal Sea?
Xia Yibing was really shocked this time, because she discovered that these things seemed to be secondary products found in the cases or files she had handled in the past.
So those things that had brought disaster to Sarah were actually man-made? Were they newly created by that madman Yin Seer based on the evil god?
The old man interpreted her surprised expression as "what you should do after hearing the message from the evil god." He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Fortunately, the 'Crazy Green Swamp' doesn't like to move. It only occupies a piece of land and then expands very slowly in all directions. This makes it much less threatening than its peers. As long as you don't get close, there will be no danger."
Xia Yibing narrowed her eyes: "What if I get closer?"
"You will hear countless voices speaking to you. They come from the creatures that were swallowed by the 'Mad Swamp' in the past. They have different voices and different languages. A normal person will go crazy in an instant, and then be confused and walk into the swamp stupidly."
There is no need to ask what the consequences of walking into the swamp are.
"The threat level of the 'Black Scholar' is even lower." The old man continued, "But some people think it is the most dangerous among them, because it always wears a cloak with countless tentacles hidden under the cloak. It looks like a tall man, always wandering around the earth with a musical instrument made of bones... It's impossible to tell what it wants to do."
"'Fission Cloud' is quite powerful. It has the biggest appetite. Its body looks almost the same as the gray fog. It often hides in the fog and approaches quietly. It can control the airflow to create a vortex storm, sweeping everything on the ground into the sky. After a while, it spits out the chewed bones, which fall to the ground like rain."
"Isn't this 'Purple Aurora'?" Xia Yibing couldn't help herself. She felt that some of the descriptions were too similar. "Atmospheric creature? 'Purple Aurora'?"
"It's not the Purple Aurora." The old man certainly knew what the Purple Aurora was, and shook his head repeatedly: "The Purple Aurora is a new species created by the mating of Fission Cloud and Mother of Pregnancy. It is not worthy of being compared with Fission Cloud. It has a much smaller appetite."
"'Mother of Pregnancy' is the core." Xia Yibing understood, "We must kill this thing first."
At the same time, she completely abandoned that glimmer of hope.
What is luck? Because she once imagined that if Sarah failed in her fight against the gray fog one day, and the evil followers won in the end, what kind of world would the mortals who were forced to coexist with the gray fog - and the gods behind the gray fog - face?
Fortunately, she thought they would not be killed to death, as if they also needed the faith of the evildoers. Even if they were kept in captivity as food, at least they would have a little breathing space.
But Elsa's example fully illustrates that this is all delusion - these evil gods are not necessarily allies. They are ancient and great, each wandering in the deep space for countless years in their own way. The only things they really care about are probably "growth" and "eating", which are the most barbaric ways of survival.
So it is highly likely... when that end comes, if there is no external force to influence and change it, and there is no goddess to save them, these monsters will scramble for food on the ground like crazy, until they have sucked up the last handful of soil and the last drop of nutrients in the sea water in the entire Namiia, leaving behind an abandoned world to wander on.
Esun was right.
She thought silently.
No... I can't just think of myself as a scout or a scout. I must seize the opportunity now that the evil gods are still sleeping and take advantage of Yinsel's fear of them. It would be best if I could kill them all in one go.
"You want to kill them?" The old man smiled.
"Why, can't it?"
"If they could do that, they wouldn't have stayed." She was greeted with a sigh. "If the Blood King can't do it, then mortals shouldn't even think about it. Your best hope is to regain control of the Blood Source and seal them away, then find and defeat the hidden enemy, lead this world to transcendence, and return to our original homeland."
"That's it?"
"This is already the most ideal result." The old man raised his eyebrows. "The Blood King cannot kill them because she is only a drop of blood from her original body, and you only inherited one third of this drop of blood. What do you think you can do?"
"But I don't understand—why did she send only one drop of blood?"
"I don't know, but I think it's probably because she can't leave."
"Can't leave?"
"Do you think these things only happen to Elsa? No, they are everywhere... Even the goddess herself can only hold her own against them. It is conceivable that there must be more terrifying ones among them, a force that is powerful enough to compete with the Lord God."
"What if Aishazhou returns to Namiia? Will the goddess appear? Can these things be completely resolved?"
"I think it's possible, but I can't guarantee it. This is just my guess based on my remaining memories."
so troublesome.
The woman felt inexplicably irritated.
"Where did they come from?"
"You asked about the source? I still remember it... If I remember correctly, it seems to be from an observation of the stars."
Xia Yibing frowned and stared at him.
She found that Gu Lao was beginning to get carried away and had even stopped using honorifics to address her.
"At the end of the extraordinary era, there were astrologers and predictors who observed the future." The old man continued to talk to himself, "They launched a... I don't know what it was into deep space, but this action led to the discovery of this place... This was a widely circulated saying at the time, if I remember correctly."
"It sounds like a lot of people know this."
"Yes, there were many. Many desperate people frantically hunted down fortune tellers and astrologers during that period. The biggest crime they committed was fraud, but they didn't expect that the news would lead to their deaths. They were considered the culprits of the gray fog, and all the blame was borne by them."
Xia Yibing was silent. She remembered that Hitzfeld had described to her the floating island above the whirlpool, and that island seemed to have some connection with the prophet.
Damn...why didn't I ask more questions at that time.
She looked at the old man and asked, "What do you think about this?"
“I think that’s bullshit.”
"Uh-huh?"
She had thought of many answers, but she never expected him to say that.
"What's the reason?"
"not enough time."
The old man curled up the corners of his mouth in sarcasm.
"The earliest recorded school of prophet was born more than 800 years before the Grey Mist Era. Even if they started sending signals into deep space at that time, it would have taken millions of years for the signals to reach those 'wanderers'... and millions more years for them to follow the signals and run here. By then, humans might have been extinct, and even the Kingdom of the Sun God might not even exist."
Xia Yibing stared—what kind of new statement is this?
