My players are so fierce

Chapter 1565 15 Bastards! I'm here with a gift!

There is no place to hide in this narrow passage, and the elevator behind Murphy has closed.

The only way left for him is to go forward until he reaches the wooden door at the end that looks featureless. It would be a bit too plain to say that this is a road out of the world, but considering that the Creator's style has always been like this, it is not worth being too surprised.

After all, Murphy knows that the Creator likes to drink orange-flavored soda the most, and his dress taste is a mess. He even likes to run around in flip-flops in the room of the Heart of the World.

In a sense, this guy is really down-to-earth to an outrageous degree.

After all, how can someone who likes to wear flip-flops be a bad person?

Don't you think so? Mr. Fire Cloud Evil God.

Of course, what Murphy is facing now is not a simple "Fire Cloud Evil God". Just in front, Original Sin controls the body of Maireddin to block the way.

Although Lingke told Murphy that this was not an enemy that could be defeated with swords, Murphy felt a little bit of a toothache when he saw the dangerous psionic energy wrapped around the clenched fists of Original Sin.

All his weapons were taken away.

It was said that they were to be taken by Lingke for maintenance, because it was not only Murphy who was washed in the lightless sea, but also the two swords were seriously damaged. If Murphy knew that he would have to fight with his fists in the last battle, he would have found a few female boxers on the alien network to learn boxing techniques.

However, Murphy had a feeling that the seemingly irrelevant things that Captain Lingke had been talking about when he sent him up were most likely hinting at some information.

Perhaps it was to repay Murphy for saving Erza at the last moment.

In short, facing the indifferent Original Sin, Murphy did not rush forward to attack. Instead, he stood there, looking at the guy in front of him who was carrying countless bitterness and deep hatred.

In the silence between them, he took the initiative to speak:

"In fact, when I crushed Steiner, I had a question in my mind. The Secret Department, including the later Twilight, these cult organizations all have the same thinking. They were initially germinated under your guidance and embarked on this road of no return. You also showed me the meaning of your existence.

Steiner told me that you must complete the destruction of the world to truly perish. If this link cannot be advanced, then your unique chaotic shadow will continue to accumulate all kinds of pain and despair from the material universe as time goes by, and eventually grow into an ultimate evil that surpasses all chaotic shadows.

The stars in the material world Birth shaped you, and only the material world can destroy you when it is washed by flames.

Therefore, my question is, why do they always choose to conceal the truth you show them, instead of telling the past behind the existence of the material world.

I mean, why do you always choose those weird guys to tell them what happened in the past, and don’t believe that those normal people can’t make reasonable judgments after knowing your existence and past?

Do you have so little confidence in the minds and judgments of normal people? "

"?"

Murphy's question is quite nonsensical, and even Original Sin can't give an immediate answer.

Yes, why do I always choose a group of bad guys and freaks with various problems as my executors? The answer to this question is really confusing. What the hell! How can a normal person give up his peaceful life and come to join the world-destroying camp?

It is impossible for a guy as extreme as Original Sin to attract normal followers by relying on his outrageous proposition of washing the world with fire, right?

This is a damn bullshit question!

If Murphy hadn't asked it seriously, Original Sin would definitely think that this bastard in front of him was deliberately delaying time so that he could use his most proud summoning technique to have a hearty group fight.

However, Murphy did not summon foreigners. The barrier of the Lightless Sea made the omnipotent summoning technique ineffective here, but the question just now did seem to be a delay. The cunning Scarlet Lord was rummaging around in his psychic bag to find a weapon that was somewhat useful.

He really found it.

"Well, since you can't think of it, don't think about it first, lest your pig brain overload, come and have a drink."

Murphy took out an ordinary wine bottle and two cups from his psychic bag, let them float up and poured wine into them, but Original Sin had no intention of coming forward, so the two glasses of wine could only be enjoyed by Murphy himself.

He was really rude.

After drinking a cup in front of Original Sin, he spoke:

"You are destined not to be able to guess the answer to that question, because you have confirmed from the beginning that normal people will not accept a madman who wants to destroy the world, but you are not an entity. To be precise, you are more like a thought, a symbol.

The past!

In the distant past, in the past when no one was born, in the mass extinction that has no trace, you were born in destruction and doomsday. The only value of your existence is to bring another destruction to the new era, so that the shadows of the past will completely disappear.

But my question is

Why must history die?

Original Sin, why must the past be burned to welcome the future?

Do you think your birth is so unbearable that it must be covered up, or do you think that the mass extinction era that shaped you is meaningless and cannot bring even the slightest change to the future of the universe?

Excuse me, you look aggressive, but in fact, it is not difficult to find that you are just a coward.

Those you represent.

In my opinion, should not be forgotten or burned. Laughing in the ashes of history and the past, thinking that you have completed your historical mission, you can make the next era no longer entangled by the past and go on the road lightly.

Forgot the shame and the glory; burned the sin and the guilt.

Use a piece of paper called "destruction" to cover the unbearable past between the lines, and write and draw in the blank history, thinking that everyone can say goodbye to the past like you.

Excuse me, are you a Japanese?

So weak that you dare not even look directly at your past? "

Murphy glanced at the original sin, raised his head and drank the second glass of wine, just like drinking a glass of courage wine, he shouted:

"Your starting point is wrong!

The past should not be forgotten!

Especially those lunatics in the mass extinction created the Doomsday Star for the so-called "preservation", and also created your tragedy!

This kind of thing should not only not be forgotten, but also publicized, so that every living being in the material world knows it all! Only by interpreting the past deeply enough can we avoid making the same tragic mistakes in the future. Everyone says that history is a circle, but that's bullshit!

If you don't understand where you come from, how can you understand where the future is going?

If you don't know why everything about original sin in the mass extinction came from, then I believe that in the future when this world also encounters the same disaster, there will definitely be a group of idiots who will come up with the same self-righteous methods as those lunatics back then to try to turn the tide.

You can destroy the world

But that won't solve the problem, it can only create one tragic cycle after another born out of ignorance.

So, original sin, get out of the way. "

Murphy threw away the wine glass, letting the half-cup of mellow wine spill everywhere and pollute the carpet under his feet.

In this rich wine aroma, he strode towards the original sin in front of him, and said:

"Don't try to destroy the world again, don't think that fulfilling your wish can bring new life. History is not just a record, it is also a shackle. It is uncomfortable to carry it, but not carrying it will only make us go the wrong way again and again.

This is the meaning of civilization.

We can make mistakes, but we will learn from experience and do better in the next attempt, instead of being trapped in the same problem and falling in the same place again and again.

Please forgive me, but you have caused me enough trouble. I really don't want to face the second original sin, the third, and the fourth in the future.

Get out of the way!

When I finish this banquet and when I return to the material world, I will spend a lot of time writing down the experience of how you were born, and let everyone know the past of that star and the sins it carries.

You don't have to perish, you can hide in history.

If they make the same mistake in the future, you can appear again to destroy the universe, and I promise not to stop you.

But if they avoid that pit and do not let the tragedy happen again, I think you can also get the rest and tranquility you desire in the shadow of history.

Isn't it for this that you are blocking me here?

Things that have been born always leave some traces, not only to prove that they have been here, but also to remember their existence and extinction to the entire star sea. Being remembered is the desire of all life, and I give you this opportunity.

So, I want to ask you. "

Murphy stood in front of Original Sin, quietly holding the bottle behind him, and he said seriously:

"Can we reconcile?"

"Are you kidding? "

Original Sin finally spoke for the first time.

Its voice was full of the same madness and malice as before, but also the fatigue and hoarseness of Meredin's own voice.

It echoed in this corridor, overlapping and finally formed the wailing and tragic howling of countless people, like the final roar of the worlds that were ruthlessly dismantled and killed in the name of "life" in the era of mass extinction.

They have disappeared.

But the "murderer" born from their death is still there.

"Do you know that there is also a part of you on the Doomsday Star."

Original Sin stared at Murphy and said:

"There is also a part of the vampire's home planet hidden in the world you are trying so hard to protect now. Steiner's organization did not build starships for you out of kindness. You only say lightly that future generations will remember these lessons, but you can't understand the crimes that planet bears. "

"Then there is nothing to talk about. "

Murphy sighed with regret.

At the moment when Original Sin swung his fist, the bottle he clenched hit the opponent's forehead like a war hammer. Amid the sound of broken glass and splattered blood, Murphy was also knocked to the ground.

But when he stood up, Original Sin in front of him was sitting on the ground.

Let this body bleed, let himself be in a mess in front of the Scarlet Lord.

The bottle in Murphy's hand strangely closed again to be complete. He walked to Original Sin and waved his arms, but in the end he did not continue to smash it. Instead, he looked at him and stretched out his hand to him for the second time.

Said:

"It seems that you also understand why the Creator did not kill you, but kept you, allowing you to do so many bad things in the next thousand years. Do you really think that the Creator has no ability to kill you?

That may represent his guilt.

When you needed help, he was not by your side, even including the interstellar refugees placed in this world by the Creator.

According to what you said, part of the vampire's home planet was also taken to shape this planet, so I have enough reason to believe that the home planets of other races are also part of this world.

In essence, this is a war between refugees and their homeland, and the Creator does not have much reason to intervene.

But you see, they have been tortured by you for more than a thousand years, they are still fighting, they still want to live, I don't think they will give up resistance after knowing the truth.

It's just a sin

Carrying it and walking steadily can still live, but choosing to deny the past will only make the soul bear the shadow until it is twisted into a group of disgusting filth.

It's you who hesitated, original sin!

More than a thousand years is enough for a chaotic shadow that can swallow despair and pain to grow, to complete a world destruction, but you still dragged it until now.

You keep shouting "kill and exterminate", but your action is not even as strong as the group of lunatics under your command who really want to destroy the world.

You are the will of the dead souls of countless worlds. I think those painful world remnants may also want to see their children grow up safely in their new homeland.

You are a combination of contradictions, and the rest you want can only be given by you.

So, I say it again!"

Murphy said:

"The past should not be forgotten, and you don't need to whitewash yourself. Just remain in history as a symbol of "evil" and let future people see with their own eyes how bad the most extreme evil can be.

I will supervise all this and ensure that the next you will not be born.

Ling Ke is right, you are not an opponent that can be solved by swords, just like the gathering of pain in the lightless sea. Unless they see their sacrifices being given meaning again, they will not be willing to die.

I will give you the meaning you want!

Now, get out of the way!

I am going to find the meaning of my existence. "

Original Sin lowered his head, without any response or holding Murphy's hand, but Murphy walked around him and walked towards the ordinary door in front, and did not launch a sneak attack from behind.

Until he arrived in front of the door, the figure of Original Sin sounded behind him.

"Will the same tragedy really not happen in the future?"

"I'm not sure."

Murphy stretched out his hand and placed it on the unique brass door lock with special scales, twisting it and saying:

"But when someone does stupid things in the future, if I am still sober at that time, I will definitely slap them hard until they wake up."

"I will be back, Murphy."

The figure of Original Sin was like drifting ash, in that light demise, it said:

"When they fall into the same rut, when they make the same mistake, when they can abandon everything to survive, I will come back. I will reappear in a stronger posture, and next time, I will not show mercy.

Murphy!

You'd better do what you claim, you'd better guide them and teach them, otherwise when I come back, you'll be the first to die! "

"Okay, I'll leave my life to you."

Murphy turned around and looked at the empty passage behind him, and the unique crystal that rolled to his feet and sealed the black smoke-like substance.

He bent down to pick up the thing, tossed it up and down in his hand, and said:

"You are always welcome to supervise my work, even if it's just a garbage collector, but after all, you have to love what you do. Well, I said at the beginning that I would bring a gift to the appointment. Thank you, generous guy, for not letting me go to the party empty-handed.

That's too undignified. "

He grasped the brass door lock again, and at the moment of taking a deep breath, Murphy's mind flashed through everything he had experienced so far.

Although some of the memories have faded and no longer have any waves, most of the memories are still very vivid.

That is a commemoration of the past.

The past shapes the present, and the present determines the future.

The flashes before his eyes gave Murphy strength, allowing him to be open-minded, turn the door lock and pull it out, and then stride onto the stairs in the light.

The next moment, a gentle and festive figure sounded from the light in the slowly closing door:

"Hey, look who's here, brothers, what are you still doing? Play music, welcome new members to join our beautiful... Wait! What's in your hand?

Murphy!

I warn you, put it down!

This is not a place for you to run wild."

"Bang"

The image of the broken glass bottle mixed with the scream of a certain Creator sounded from the light at the moment the door closed, and turned into a symbol of the end in the lively laughter.

When the door lock was closed, the elevator quietly opened.

Ms. Lingke walked in with Erza, who was confused but wearing a cleaning maid outfit, and handed her a broom, saying:

"Clean up here quickly, after the Creator returns, the Omega will set sail again."

"Huh? Set sail? Sister, where are we going?"

"Of course it's the future! Only the future."

(End of the text)