Lord of the Divine Show

"Born to be noble...the Quetzalcoatl noble!"

"We worship the Ouroboros of Destiny...for He is our Father..."

"We established a great empire and ruled countless ethnic groups!"

"Until one day, fate tells us that we are about to disappear from history..."

"Only the chosen eternal blood descendants can escape to the future..."

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"ah!!!"

Zhong Shenxiu held his head, black tears of blood streaming from his eyes.

In the last look at each other, he saw destruction and eternal fall!

He lay on the ground, panting for a long time, then slowly stood up, rubbing his temples.

"The Quetzalcoatl nobles...are they a blood race that has died out?"

During the indoctrination just now, he channeled a lot of information.

For example, the Quetzalcoatl nobles once ruled the real world and established a prehistoric civilization empire that spanned continents and oceans.

But suddenly one day, fate gave a prophecy, and the destined destruction was inevitable.

Therefore, those eternal blood descendants, probably referring to the feathered serpent nobles with the strength of the 'Perfect One', made the decision to migrate to the depths of the spiritual world to avoid the fate of destruction!

Because the time here is completely unstable, it may lead to the past or the future.

They are traveling to the future, and once they get there, they can confuse history.

Although the empire of the Quetzalcoatl nobles died in the secret history, it still exists in the future!

Use this to reverse the fate of destruction!

"But obviously... the plan failed."

"The feathered serpent nobles who have the protection of Ouroboros ended up like this. It is obvious that other great beings have intervened..."

Zhong Shenxiu reasoned a little and came to a conclusion.

Feeling the resonance in his blood, he pondered for a moment, and his spirituality surged out.

A depression appeared on the ground, and the mummy was buried in it.

He continued forward and saw the ruins of a very primitive village.

Various earthen houses form a sparse circle, and in the center is a black wooden pile with a large number of words engraved on the surface.

It was a language twisted like a snake.

"But... being able to survive in the depths of the spiritual world is already remarkable. I am afraid that each of these immigrants from the Quetzalcoatl Empire is at least a 'perfection', and there are even 'immortals' sitting here..."

Zhong Shenxiu saw corpses one after another.

They had different shapes and fell dead on the ground, as if there was still pain flowing in the dry skin, almost overflowing.

"Hundreds of corpses, dead in an instant... Killing hundreds of 'Perfects' at the same time, I'm afraid the 'Immortal' or even the 'Ascended One' can't do it, right?"

"A certain being took action personally. Is Ouroboros's enemy Damo?"

Zhong Shenxiu made a guess.

But he immediately denied this conclusion.

Because he had met Damo's followers, and even the previous world was related to this existence.

In this world, Damo is a symbol of "fall".

If it was He who took action, then this place should be full of depravity, and even dead bodies would degenerate into evil spirits or something even more evil and terrifying.

Even if it goes through thousands of years, it will not change.

Rather than such a scene of decay that seems to have been dried and sealed in history.

"I don't even recognize the twelve great beings in the root... How can I possibly guess who Ouroboros has enmity with?"

Zhong Shenxiu gave a wry smile and bid farewell to the feathered serpent nobles one by one.

"Fortunately, I thought before that I might be able to gain access to some huge force with my bloodline... I didn't expect that there was such a force, but it's a pity that it's dead."

He searched around and found no books left.

The only writing that exists is the wooden stake in the center of the village.

"I can't understand this kind of snake writing at all!"

Zhong Shenxiu complained, suddenly thought of something, and closed his eyes.

The next moment, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils!

With the help of the power of blood, the twisted and meaningless snake text suddenly became a little more understandable.

"This is the custom of the feathered serpent nobles, a record pile! It is somewhat similar to the ancient knotting of ropes to record events..."

"They will record their enemies, major events in the tribe, and major spiritual phenomena..."

Zhong Shenxiu stroked the thick wooden stake and suddenly felt a little emotional.

It is not easy to live in the depths of the spiritual world.

This group of nobles came in and found that they didn't even have any paper. They were suddenly reduced to the tribal era, which was a bit confusing.

Of course, don't ask him why he has wooden piles but cannot make paper.

The rules in the spiritual world are just so fucked up.

Zhong Shenxiu looked at it carefully. Although it was a bit difficult, it was mostly the daily life of a hundred-person tribe.

It can be seen from this that they have paid a lot of price in order to survive in the depths of the spiritual world.

Often every few months, a kind of prey called a 'bloodthirsty beast' can be hunted.

This spiritual creature is very powerful and is about the size of a hill. It once brought great obstacles to the feathered snake nobles in establishing villages.

However, everything is changing for the better.

Soon, things changed again.

These feathered serpent nobles discovered that they had been struck by a 'curse', a curse of time!

They will age quickly and even lose the ability to reproduce.

By offering sacrifices to their destiny, they know that this is the curse of 'Si Sui'.

The record ends here, and Zhong Shenxiu is lost in thought.

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"Is it the curse of time? The way those feathered serpent nobles died was like skin and bones, as if their flesh and blood had been drained in an instant, and they became extremely old..."

"The one who killed them was Si Sui?!"

"These feathered serpent nobles are protected by a great being, but they are unable to resist the alliance between Damo and Si Sui?"

"Da Mo held off Ouroboros, and Si Sui gave the final blow?"

"It turns out that Ouroboros and Si Sui are enemies? Well... This is not unexpected. The 'symbols' of great beings are very important. Si Sui is time, and Ouroboros is destiny... The two seem to be the same. There is no conflict, but when it comes to the future and divination, there is obviously an overlap."

Ouroboros started a long battle with the fallen Damo because he wanted to take control of the realm of the Seven Deadly Sins.

And because of the realm of predicting the future, it is also a very normal development for him to become enemies with Si Sui.

"These evil gods are so chaotic..."

Zhong Shenxiu complained and walked out of the village.

Suddenly, he turned around and found that the small village had disappeared and was 'hidden'.

His expression suddenly changed: "What I just saw was a 'hidden' history?! Why can I see it? Someone, no, some existence revealed it to me?"

This feeling of being spied on and manipulated immediately made every pore in Zhong Shenxiu's body tremble.

Without a second thought, he returned to the real world.