Chapter 466 The Mouse and the Butterfly
At the top of the Tower of the Great Sage, Dosuk, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, with an expression of surprise in his cloudy pupils.
What surprised him was obviously not the "Angel's Coming", but the "Claw of Eternal Hunger" that sent its avatar to the mortal realm, and it actually retreated so easily.
What happened?
Dosuq could not understand the drastic changes taking place in front of him.
The being hiding in his shadow also could not understand the trace of regret and timidity shown by "Eternal Hungry Claw" before leaving.
A mist-like black snake crawled out from Dosuk's wrist and spat out a faint message toward the crystal ball in front of him.
A whisper in the dark appeared in his mind, with a hint of unnoticeable vigilance in the understatement of arrogance. "This is very unusual." There is no reason for the expedition of Flame of Destruction to be withdrawn like this."
"Unless"
"Unless?" Dosuak raised his eyebrows slightly and cast a questioning look at the hesitant voice.
The voice in the darkness pondered for a moment, and did not directly answer his question, but left a meaningful riddle.
"You are ants traveling in the material world. In your world there are only things that have happened and things that are happening now."
"We who exist in the void are different. We are fish swimming outside the fish tank, ghosts outside the bottle, and shadows reflected on the wall."
"From our standpoint, there are only things that are destined to happen, and things that may not necessarily happen."
If this is the past of "Novel", it makes sense that Urgos would choose to retreat.
It seems that the future of this universe has been determined.
It is unnecessary to waste any more energy here.
However, Avano has a different point of view. He does not think that what "Urges" understands must be the truth. That guy is the evil spirit furthest away from the truth. His power often comes from the resonance of fools, and it is normal to make mistakes.
So there is another possibility -
——
He was simply deceived by Norville's "Mad Whisperer".
Considering Colin's acting skills, this possibility is very high.
The black shadow wrapped around the great sage's wrist let out a burst of dry laughter, just like the shadow reflected on the wall, laughing at the shadow of another wolf and fox.
Dosuik fell into deep thought and spoke after a moment.
"Is there a third situation?"
The voice in the dark paused for a while.
< logue uffled in Dosuk nodded slowly and said in a thoughtful tone.
“He is neither the Mad Whisperer nor Norville’s past, but—something else. "
"What is that, the Chosen One of Saint Sith? Or the Demon God's?" The voice in the darkness was full of mockery.
"I don't know."
Dosuk shook his head slightly.
"It's just a conjecture."
The ultimate light will inevitably spawn the equivalent shadow. They are like two sides of a coin, setting off each other and being each other's natural enemies.
The opposite of Saint Sith is the Demon God.
He couldn't help but wonder, would Chaos also have its own "natural enemy"?
Of course.
All this is just his conjecture.
Thinking about it, even if such a thing existed, Crown of Pride would not tell him -
The black cloud hovering over Twilight City completely disappeared, and an inconspicuous butterfly disappeared with it.
What first caught Luo Yan's eyes was a dazzling white light, followed by a scarlet desolation.
He seemed to have passed through a barrier, and then was thrown out by a huge suction force together with the evil spirits returning home.
"I am Grove! Let me meet the parents one by one! I have done meritorious service for him! Let me see him again! Please!" A dark shadow screamed miserably.
It is finally back!
Leave that damn place!
Luo Yan didn’t recognize the evil spirit, but he estimated that it was the chosen rat he had just seen. As the hives outside the city collapsed at dusk, Urgos took away their souls.
I saw it was like a sardine stuffed into a can, being forcibly pressed down on a baby abandoned on the roadside by an invisible big hand.
"Buyiyi" It was frightened and wanted to escape, but it couldn't decide where to go.
The poor little guy was lying there without crying or fussing. He had already lost his breath. His soul had gone elsewhere, or he had not come here to suffer at all. Only an empty shell was left on the ground.
However, the moment the evil spirit took possession of it, it suddenly opened its hazy eyes and let out a wail.
The crying seemed to be not just a biological instinct, it seemed to be venting the sadness that had not yet been vented in the previous life, as well as the pain in this life.
Poor child.
Luo Yan mourned for a second of silence, but he really couldn't help, so he looked elsewhere and looked at this new and desolate world.
The sky here is the color of solidified blood, the earth is cracked red soil, and there is no sound of wind around, only the silence of death blowing.
Is this another universe?
The spiritual thought attached to the "Butterfly of All Things" sent out a strange ripple. Luo Yan's curiosity at this moment was no less than when he was pulled into the virtual realm No. 440.
This place is very similar to the planet Kaa, but it is fundamentally different. Only "fungi" can survive on the planet Kaa, but there are traces of human activities here.
And there are quite a lot of them.
On the wasteland in the distance, a group of skinny people were seen waving hoes stiffly like zombies.
At first Luo Yan thought they were farming, but he saw that they had turned over ripe crops into the soil, which could have kept them alive.
What was even more puzzling to him was that a man who was half-breathed from hunger seemed to be unable to bear it anymore and tried to dig out the grain buried in the soil, but was beaten to death by a group of fanatical believers.
Food cannot be eaten.
But people seem to be able to.
Luo Yan speculated that these cultists seemed to be performing some kind of evil ritual.
Only in this way can we explain why they did something that is neither logical nor common sense.
"Grove"'s loud cries finally attracted someone's attention. A sallow-faced woman was surprised to find it and quietly took it away.
As if realizing that it was not his mother, "Grove" struggled even more fiercely, with a hint of fear and regret in his cries.
I don’t know if he regrets that he was not brave enough to rush in front of the other little mice during the fight.
Such an ending is not necessarily any more honorable than dying on the battlefield.
Of course, there may not be any difference.
There is no exit mechanism in Urgoth's hive. Once you give your soul to Chaos, it is basically impossible to escape from the hive.
Death is not a write-off, it is just the beginning of reincarnation.
Luo Yan, who was attached to the Butterfly of All Things, felt tired of the foolishness in front of him and felt a little disgusted, so he flew forward for a while.
Soon he came to a huge settlement, where there was a huge steel structure that seemed to be the wreckage of a starship.
And right near the starship, gray and silent concrete buildings stood on the ground, like moss growing in the corners of the walls.
This place is probably a "wasteland".
And it is a wasteland similar to the past of Virtual Realm No. 178, but completely different.
There is no "Wraith Coke" here, people should be using nuclear energy, or relatively primitive fossil fuels.
Luo Yan did not feel the fluctuation of extraordinary power. The extraordinary power that came here should be weaker than the virtual realm No. 178.
At least that's the case on this planet.
While Luo Yan was observing with great interest, a long and resentful sigh suddenly came from his ears.
"Hey - I'm not clean anymore."
Luo Yan, who was controlling the butterfly of all things, looked to the side and saw a ghostly mouse hiding in the withered yellow trees.
That was the voice of Urgos.
seems to be possessed by this mouse.
And this mouse is only of normal size, far not as big as the ones outside the city at dusk. Let alone harming people, I am afraid that it cannot even defeat a wild cat.
"I don't dislike you, but you dislike me." Luo Yan stopped not far from him and looked down at him with intriguing eyes.
Although this world does not have extraordinary power, it does not prevent two gods from outside the realm from communicating without barriers through the touch of the "Sea of Consciousness".
Perhaps his strength limited his temper, but the mouse did not have the same attack as outside the city at dusk, but just curled its lips at him.
"Pet, what do you know? It's just a bug that happened to fly outside the window. If it hadn't stuck to my hand, you would never have been able to fly this far in your life."
That's not good.
Luo Yan smiled faintly.
"There are indeed many things I don't understand, but even if my vision is so short-sighted, weren't you deceived by me?"
".—" Urgos was silent.
Luo Yan could clearly detect a trace of anger and suppressed annoyance from the changes in his attitude.
Although he did not want to admit it and even tried to avoid it, he had obviously realized that he had been tricked just now.
And it was not the "Mist of Mischief" Norville.
But by a bluffing native.
After a moment, the mouse hiding in the bushes slowly spoke.
“..—What an annoying little brat, can’t you continue to pretend that you are Norville? I didn’t ask you.”
The butterfly resting on the leaf flapped its wings lightly.
"Then give it a try." Luo Yan smiled nonchalantly and continued, "But there's one thing I'm not lying to you. I'm really from Nowell -"
The mouse screamed, interrupting him.
"That's enough! I don't want to listen to you! You don't have a few truths in your mouth!"
"That's wrong," Luo Yan smiled, "Everything I said is true, but I usually only say half of it, and you just picked out the part you like to hear."
Urgos didn't seem to want to continue this topic. This guy's quarrel ability is probably equivalent to two tuffs, no more.
"This is your hive?" Luo Yan's voice turned into a spiritual whisper through the fluttering wings of butterflies, and asked Urgos about something that might be of interest to him.
He felt to some extent that this guy's personality was like a giant baby, and this may be related to the source of his power. Most of the believers who paid homage were like this.
Just as Luo Yan expected, when he was asked about his treasure house, his two small mung bean-sized eyes suddenly shone brightly.
"To be precise - not yet, but soon, hehe."
Luo Yan glanced at him unexpectedly.
"Same as Twilight City? Driven away?"
The mouse spat out its tongue.
"Ha! It was Avano who was driven away, not me!"
"Arrogance?"
"Yes, this was that guy's territory before, but that guy who looked down on others was looking for something, and he took it off for fun, so I picked it up."
"Lost? To whom?"
"A materialist whom I had never seen before, but who was completely defeated. The latter was not even aware of his existence, but failed his plans time and time again - the gray face is really pleasing to the eye."
Hurgos's voice seemed to have a hint of schadenfreude.
But he soon got tired of this topic, and a hint of cunning flashed through his mung bean-like eyes.
"You're all here, let me take you to see something fun."
"What's fun?"
"It would be a loss if you come with me!"
Looking at the rats scurrying toward the distant city, Luo Yan thought for a while, and finally decided to follow.
Anyway, you won’t lose a piece of meat if you look at it.
He was also curious about what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd.
Urgos led the way, and Luo Yan flew behind. At the same time, he looked at the bustling settlement and compared it with the outside of the settlement.
The situation in the city is slightly better than outside. The people who live here are "thirsts". People line up to get bread. Although they are hungry, they are not starving to death.
Luo Yan doesn't know the situation here, but the Twilight Province of the Kingdom of Khan Choulain should have a similar serfdom system here.
That is, serfs were prohibited from occupying their own territory and regarded it as the private property of their master. As for the citizens of Twilight City, they live on the land of the king. They can exchange taxes for relative freedom, and to a certain extent, they are protected by the laws promulgated by the king.
However, they are not entirely similar.
There are still some differences in form.
A mouse and a butterfly just passed through the crowded settlement, and no one noticed that the god passed by them. Urgos was almost caught by hungry people several times, but he was dodged by this cunning guy.
Looking at that man's desperate expression, this wretched little mouse seems to be feeling happy from the bottom of his heart. What a twisted guy.
Luo Yan followed him and came to the palace-like starship, and next to the starship was a more luxurious palace.
Urgos took him and slipped in through the back door, evading the heavily guarded guards, and came to the most luxurious room among them.
An old king was lying on the bed. The table next to him was filled with delicacies, but his skinny arms could no longer hold the knife and fork.
Him, who already has everything, seems to have lost interest in everything.
It wasn't until a servant came to him and whispered a few words in his ear that an excited expression appeared on his wrinkled face.
"The head of the family is looking for someone—Sava, has passed away!"
Hearing that his lifelong rival was dead, the king's face showed a sickly flush, and he sat up from the bed with his decrepit body. He stood up and said, "Hahahaha! What a good death! This traitor is considered dead! Go down as I command and fire a salute to mourn him!"
The servant did not dare to speak and retreated tremblingly, but he was worried about how to make up this wonderful story.
Zhejian became quiet again.
Looking at the deserted Zhejian, the old king suddenly felt lonely and couldn't help but recall the high spirits he had when he was in Jinjialing Port.
At that time, he personally told Sava that the best business is religion, and he also rarely told many truths to the child. At that time, he had no children of his own, and he really regarded the boy as a prince. No one expected that they would "love and kill each other" in the following decades.
The air was eerily still.
He seemed to be back on that windy night again, waiting anxiously for the result of his plan. He always felt like a clear pair of eyes was watching him from the dark side.
He wanted to roll under the bed and take a look.
However, at an advanced age, he really couldn't bend down. With no one to help him, it was difficult for him to even get out of bed and take two steps.
"You brought me here just to show me a dying old man?" Luo Yan looked at the enthusiastic mouse on the windowsill speechlessly.
Urgos chuckled.
"Of course not, guess where he will go after that?"
"Your God's Chosen One is just going to your hive, do you still need to ask?"
h "That's the argument. Of course it’s true, but it’s too general. Well, I’ll give you another hint! You’ve already seen him!”
Looking at the expectant and showy little mouse, Luo Yan thought for a while and answered in an uncertain voice.
"Silas?"
A trace of surprise flashed across Urgos's face, as if he didn't expect that he guessed it right so quickly, and then he raised a rat in appreciation.
This time the surprised person was Luo Yan.
Hand on—
HIsn’t this guy not dead yet?
How could it be—
As soon as Luo Yan felt such confusion in his heart, he suddenly remembered what he had said to Urgos before.
"Time does not exist. You don't really understand this sentence, am I right? You bluffing brat." Urgos smiled slyly as if he was proud of winning a round.
However, Luo Yan just felt that this guy with a bad taste was really boring. He went around in such a circle just to prove to himself that he didn't lose.
Is it interesting?
Luo Yan thought for a while and said with a hint of a smile, "If I really don't understand at all, guess how this butterfly got into my hands?"
Hearing these words, Urgos's eyes clearly flashed with a trace of jealousy, and in addition there was a hint of greed and desire.
His followers far exceed the fog of mystery by more than one order of magnitude and span countless universes. However, the lack of understanding is his eternal pain.
Anyone who is a little ignorant will either be robbed by the crown of arrogance or deceived by the mist of deceit, and will not make a choice at all.
He also wanted to take his children to conquer countless planets, delve deeper into the universe where he lives, and expand the territory of his faith, but unfortunately he couldn't do it at all.
And not only is the secret treasure of Wei Zhiwu, the man in front of me also wants it.
He has ability, ambition, and desire!
If this guy can be transformed into his chosen one, the territory of faith may be expanded by another order of magnitude!
It is too unfair to let him be a native god!
“Little devil, let’s make a deal.”
“Oh?”
"That butterfly is of no use to you at all. You can't even fly out of your own planet, and you can't travel between universes. Why don't you give it to me, and I'll give you the nest of this world. No, I'll also give you a better one!"
Facing the bewitching whisper, Luo Yan smiled faintly, and turned his attention to the king who was hanging with only half a breath left.
"Then when I die, I will return to your hands, right? Just like the wild dogs we have seen before, reincarnation in your nest."
To make a deal with the devil is to sell your soul in this life, to make a deal with Chaos is to cash in all the blessings of eternity. Moreover, he didn't mean to laugh at this guy, how could he be so poaching?
Sold his soul to the "Crown of Arrogance" to make him a wise man, and sold his soul to the "Eternal Hunger" - he didn't see a happy ending.
Obviously being pricked, Urgos, who was possessed by the mouse, froze on the spot, unable to say a word.
I really think so.
I just didn’t expect to be seen through at a glance.
At this moment, the dying old man suddenly looked towards the window sill and saw the mouse and butterfly standing there, with a look of surprise on his face.
Just a butterfly.
How could such a dirty thing like a rat appear in his palace? !
Zaid was about to have an attack when he suddenly noticed something. A drop of cold blood unconsciously fell down the face covered with age spots.
He vaguely heard from some witch advocate that mice and butterflies are psychic things. Although he always told people around him that he did not believe in those things, in fact he was the most suspicious.
Especially recently, he has been dreaming about "Grove" and "Gopal", his old friends who were killed by him, and he always felt that they were not living a very good life down there.
He finally realized where the mysterious gaze came from. It turned out to be at his window, not under the bed.
He took a breath and said in an aging voice.
"Two distinguished guests—where did they come from?"
Urges was upset and really had no intention of talking to him, so he made a casual remark.
"It has nothing to do with you, you can sleep on your own."
Obviously, he did not expect that mice could talk. Zaid was really frightened and his face turned a little pale, but he still managed to calm down.
"Are you people from below? Or are you from above?"
He asked tentatively, but the two gods ignored him and just talked about themselves there, dismissing him as air.
Zayd couldn't help but feel angry and wanted to get angry, but he was afraid that these two people were here to harm him and it would be bad for him to have a bad relationship rashly.
Furthermore, he also felt that his time was running out and he might have to make arrangements for his funeral.
Changing into a gentle tone, he looked at the mouse that had talked to him before, and spoke with a rare sense of awe that he had not seen in a long time.
"Sir, God is looking for someone. I won't bother you with anything else. I just ask you to fulfill my small wish, and I will repay you in the future!"
Urgos did not say anything, but Luo Yan was curious about this king who had awakened his spiritual ability and said with interest.
"Oh? What wish?"
Zayd coughed.
"I have thirty children, but I haven't decided who will be the prince yet. I have to find someone to take my place. Can you-
give me some advice?"
Urgos replied impatiently without waiting for the butterfly next to him to answer.
"What's the difference? None of them are yours anyway."
None of them...
Zaid's face turned completely pale.
His despair was like that of Silas standing outside the city at dusk, like a gambler who had won everything but lost all his chips in the last round.
When he thought that this guy would soon take his last breath, go to Oslo 20π years ago, and experience the despair he had just experienced again until the "hive" in the Twilight Province collapsed, Luo Yan wondered whether he should feel sorry for this strange old man.
This is Yuan Xun’s fault.
At this moment, a circle of transparent ripples suddenly appeared in the originally continuous space, pausing everything in this world.
Or maybe, the only ones standing still are the mice and butterflies standing on the windowsill.
! I'll make you understand what it means to live and die!"
That little mouse's eyes were burning with fierceness, and he chose a cruel word in a vicious voice, as if he wanted to eat him alive with such overwhelming hatred.
Luo Yan was lucky that he didn't look that far. His indifference just now was all just an act, but now he is really upset.
However, he is not a person who does not lose his reputation.
Before being caught up in the ripples, the butterfly parked on the windowsill flapped its wings slightly, just like its elegant smile as always.
Luo Yan remembers this name, and I believe everyone in Twilight Province also remembers it.
After finishing dealing with the chaos raging outside Dusk City, he turned around and killed the group of rat men hiding in the Wanqian Mountains!
The scarlet sky receded like a tide, replaced by a blue sky. Warm sunshine was shining through the cotton-white clouds, and the sky was clearer than ever.
When Luo Yan opened his eyes again, he was standing under a decaying oak tree.
Nearby are the mottled tree shadows, in the distance are the cheers of victory, and the previous hunger and death are like distant dreams.
With the blessing of "Eternal Hunger", he saw another "virtual realm", but it was a pity that he didn't have time to take a closer look.
To be honest, Luo Yan is really curious about how the materialist mentioned in "Eternal Hunger Rebellion" defeated the evil spirit from the void in one fell swoop without realizing the existence of the "Crown of Pride".
If there were no exaggerated points, that guy is really not that strong.
Of course, this may not be related to the extreme thinness of extraordinary power in that world.
After all, even "Eternal Hunger" can only be a mouse there, and there is no better way to get "Crown of Arrogance".
By the way, in addition to gaining more enlightenment about the void from the void that he picked up for free, Luo Yan also received a tangible benefit.
Just when the clone of "Eternal Hunger" fell, part of his "experience" seemed to be transferred to himself by his butterfly of all things.
Whether it was because the people near the water got the moon first, or because he drew too much hatred from Urgos, this was undoubtedly an unexpected surprise for him.
Taking into account the "experience" that was previously separated from Kailan, Luo Yan can clearly feel that his strength has increased a lot.
Although he has not yet broken through a new bottleneck, he can feel that he is one step closer to the threshold of Grandmaster Kang!
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ID: Luo Yan Race: Human Soul Level: Grandmaster (level limit LV170)
/> Intelligence: 1061 (+120)
Spirit: 1041 (+120)
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After confirming the changes in attributes and levels through the godhead, Luo Yan turned off the translucent attribute interface and looked up at the sky.
I saw that the shining golden angel had disappeared and was turning into feathers of light all over the sky, falling on the armor of the soldiers.
After everything is over, he returns the sky to the people who are looking up at it, even though people at this moment may be more grateful to another person.
At this time, a familiar call came from the distance.
Luo Yan looked up and saw a silver-haired Irene galloping towards this side, her face full of worry and urgency.
He was about to say hello to her with a smile, but instead I saw a fast horse coming from the west, and riding on it was a girl with an olive branch on her head.
Luo Yan's smile gradually became subtle. This...
Isn't it such a coincidence?