Do not disturb the evil spirits [Unlimited]

Condemnation Burning Star was once the evil god who ruled the old humans.

Although the answer is difficult to guess, it is very reasonable.

Why didn't the sin-eating beast devour human "sin" before being summoned in Yanwei Town, so that the prophet was convinced that as long as it devoured human "sin", it would become addicted to human "sin".

——Because, in the era when Judgment Fenxing was still there, human beings were the dependents of Judgment Fenxing, and they were the objects that the sin-eating beasts naturally needed to protect.No matter how greedy humans are, it can't eat it.This situation did not change until Convicted Burning Star passed away.

But the key evidence lies in human beings themselves.

The rule of reincarnation is that believers can only be reborn and multiply again in new reincarnations by relying on the gods they believe in.And a reincarnation is often recorded in thousands of years.

Humans live in the "real world" independent of the weird world. Every time weird creatures invade, even god-level intruders, they can only honestly use methods such as "creating illusions" to slowly eat away at the real world.

Human beings seem to have broken away from the cruel rules that weird creatures have to abide by since they were born, and they have lived without enshrining any "gods" until now; but in the end they found themselves applicable to this rule: the two worlds are gradually merging, Human beings must either find a god to hold their thighs, or become their own thighs—this is the way of thinking of the prophet, who wants human beings to "stand on their own to become gods."

If human beings were originally born in the real world, then what they have suffered now is a crazy attack from a strange world.

However, there are several "awakened people" who appear in human beings every year. The way of using aura is actually exactly the same as that of strange creatures. Even going back to the history of human development, the more primitive human beings are, the stronger the talent for using aura... and the reality The human beings in it seem to have lost this talent, only occasionally a few are more powerful, like an "atavistic phenomenon".

So, is there still such a possibility:

Long, long ago, the old humans were also a member of the strange world.

They have their own ethnic group and their own beliefs, and they perish and rebirth step by step in reincarnation, until a certain reincarnation, they suddenly have some other ideas, so they escape from the strange world.

"What I can be sure of is that there have been humans in the strange world for a long time." The prophet coughed twice and laughed, "There used to be old humans living in the strange world, so there must be evil gods who ruled human beings— —That is the 'Condemnation Burning Star'. For some reason, he was driven into the abyss, so that human beings have a chance to breathe freely, and even have the opportunity to escape from the strange world..."

"Are the old humans so powerful?" Si Qingxuan asked lightly, "It is so difficult even for those gods to break through the space barrier and come to the present world, let alone humans."

"Of course it's because we gave up something." The prophet said, "How weak can the human beings of the old age be, as a race favored by the Lord God? But now we have very few aura genes left... because in this The longer we stay in the 'real world', the weaker our aura becomes."

"Those gods, those weird creatures... It's not that they can't come here, but once they come, their power will be greatly reduced. For gods and weird creatures, the reduction of power means that extinction is approaching, so they Always be very cautious... choose carefully the way to build an illusion, and use spiritual energy to eat away at this world little by little."

"How ridiculous. Humans were originally a race born of aura, and we were originally the best among the strange races. But because we escaped reincarnation and exiled in another world, most of us can no longer bear aura. Aura is very important for ordinary people. To humans, it is no different from poison. Perhaps in the eyes of strange creatures, we are the terrifying aliens—we actually gave up aura, power, and everything..."

Si Qingxuan: "..."

Si Qingxuan secretly asked the system if what he said was true.

The system was silent for a moment, expressing its affirmation.

[Old humans must have to pay a price to live in such a new world with thin aura. 】

[In the beginning, humans must have had difficulty adapting to this world.People with gifts will suffer here.But they still chose to expand the territory and extend the race for the ethnic group.It's just because of environmental problems, they often don't live long... In other words, people with weak natural talents and no aura in their bodies are more likely to persevere. 】

[Until generations, people gradually adapted to the life here.The once grotesque memories of the Age of Gods have left them far away.Occasionally, there are only a few people who have awakened a powerful talent, but instead become a different species...]

"Why did the old humans choose to go into exile? Why are we humans the only ones who deserted?" The sneer on the prophet's lips could hardly be suppressed, "Let me guess, there is a high probability that we lost our 'gods'. Why did we To escape reincarnation? Because without gods, we cannot survive the next reincarnation."

"The future of mankind has fallen into darkness forever... That's why the old humans, our ancestors, decided to migrate here. Unfortunately, they still miscalculated... No matter where we escape, we can't escape the shackles of reincarnation! Thousands of years of human beings Exile, thousands of years of tolerance, thousands of years of degeneration, in the final analysis, they are just drowning in illusions——suicide!”

"Actually, I can understand the choice of the old humans. They were also forced to have no choice, so they chose to escape. Humans have indeed recuperated for thousands of years. This is the indelible achievement of their ancestors." The prophet tightly Holding his cane, he felt that the veins in his hands were bursting faintly, but he didn't feel it at all, "But the source of all tragedies lies in one point: we have always been believers, we have not become gods."

"If we human beings can have our own gods, how can we be forced to where we are today?"

"You want human beings to rely on their own strength to prove the gods." Si Qingxuan stared at him, although a little surprised, but not incited by his so-called "truth", "but this has something to do with you releasing the monsters in the abyss What's the matter? You want to kill Judgment Burning Star? But he is a fallen angel, and he no longer has a god position on him. If you kill him, humans will not be able to prove God."

"It's not my wish to release the Fallen Angel." The prophet shook his head, "As for why the abyss stairwell was opened, the reason is very simple. There are many secrets and treasures accumulated in the abyss. For those who have been derailed from the strange world for thousands of years For humans, this knowledge is too important."

The prophet lowered his head and squeezed his cane: "This is also the first time I have learned of the whereabouts of Condemned Burning Star..."

"However, since Condemnation Burning Star is the evil god who once ruled mankind, we should kill him no matter whether it is motivated by revenge or from the perspective of protecting human freedom."

"You also said——he is just a fallen angel now, and he has no gods." The prophet's eyes were as deep as a well, but there were hidden waves, "If we can't even deal with one fallen angel, how can we talk about fighting with other evil gods?" What about confrontation?"

Si Qingxuan: "..."

Si Qingxuan watched the prophet gradually enter the state of talking to himself, and couldn't help but interrupted: "Why, are you thinking that if you can't kill Judgment Fenxing this time, then you can fight for it." Continue next time?"

The prophet was taken aback for a moment, and slightly opened his eyes wide.

But he just settled for a few seconds, and then his expression returned to normal.

"Sure enough." The prophet suddenly laughed in a low voice, "What happened to me can't be hidden from you."

Such a smile took away most of the majesty of the prophet.

At this moment, he looked more like the elder who was rumored to have met Si Qingxuan's grandfather.

"I've always known what's unique about you, Qingxuan." The prophet looked at Si Qingxuan, with a familiarity in his eyes that Si Qingxuan couldn't understand, "I've seen you many times in the cycle. , but every time you are not an ordinary person. Sometimes you are the spokesperson of human beings, and sometimes you are the spokesperson of gods-although you do not do things that endanger human beings, your position is erratic, and I can never guess what you are thinking What. After all, I always die before you. I don't know how the world will change after I die. So, I dare not bet everything on you."

"However, it seems a little different this time." The prophet suddenly said in a gossip tone, "I heard that you locked that kid Zhaolin in the secret room?"

Si Qingxuan: "...you don't want him to deal with fallen angels, do you?"

"That's not true." The prophet shook his head, "You see, I seem to be disregarding Si Lin's life, wishing to drain the last drop of value from him, but finding a perfect container for Hellfire is never an easy task .I will not let him deal with the Fallen Angel, because the Hellfire used to belong to the Condemnation Burning Star...I also hope that Zhaolin can hide, as far away as possible."

"What's more, after all, there is still a need for someone to choose to become a god. Zhaolin is a child I personally rescued from an illegal organization. If possible, I prefer him to be the person who proves to be a god."

Si Qingxuan felt the obvious favor in the prophet's tone.

The prophet wanted Si Qingxuan to remain neutral, and wanted Si Qingxuan to turn a blind eye.That's why he talked so much with Si Qingxuan in a pleasant manner today.

[From a rational point of view, the prophet is indeed collecting all available resources. 】The system suddenly interjected, 【Abyss, as he said, although there are exiles in it, humans really have no better way to dig out the things on strange creatures; as for hellfire and sin-eating beasts, they are all The power left behind by Condemnation Fenxing, the compatibility between Condemnation Fenxing's power and human beings is the highest. 】

It's just that Si Qingxuan beat the sin-eating beast violently as soon as it hatched, while the prison fire was robbed and returned home by Si Qingxuan.

This... From this point of view, no matter what the prophet's motives are for doing these things, Si Qingxuan has indeed been hindering him.

More importantly, the prophet was explaining his long-term motivation for actions, and he gave Si Qingxuan a lot of practical information.

——The system clearly knows all this information, but it never took the initiative to mention it to Si Qingxuan.

The goal of the system is still the same as it once mentioned with Si Qingxuan: it hopes that Si Qingxuan can survive this reincarnation, spit out that Yuanyue, and then leave the earth directly, and restore his status as "God of Liberty".

However, Si Qingxuan proposed to protect human beings before, and the system did not object.

——Because the gods really regard Si Qingxuan as a thorn in their side, Si Qingxuan occupies the real world and establishes his own domain in the real world. From a long-term perspective, it is beneficial to self-protection.

But what about after God's Domain is established?

What happens after humans are sheltered?

When this reincarnation is over, Si Qingxuan will take down the title of Master of Yuanyue and return to his travels among the stars.Yuan Yue returns to the throne, and human beings are about to return to reincarnation—but they don't have the "Lord of Yuan Moon" to protect them.

Everything will return to the original point.The fate of mankind will return to the eternal night again.Human beings will be abandoned by the "gods" again.

Si Qingxuan: "..."

He suddenly realized that although the prophet's behavior style was open to question, his long-standing worries were right.

Only human beings truly regard the fate of human beings as the most important thing.Human beings need a loyal, powerful god who can be welded to death on the throne of God.

In other words, humans need protectors, not rulers.This protector also necessarily needs to be bound by human power.If possible, it is better for this protector to become a puppet of human will, so that the protector will not do things that harm mankind because of selfish desires - in this way, even if human beings perish in the end, no matter what, it is because of One's own will perishes, rather than being forced by a high god to go to the end of perishing.

[This is the arrogance of human beings. 】The system snorted coldly,【But human beings are not worthy of this arrogance!High Priest, they are all hypocritical and cunning—]

The system wanted to say something, but Si Qingxuan forcibly shut down the microphone.

"Then what do you want to do?" Si Qingxuan asked the prophet tentatively, "How do you want to deal with that 'Condemnation Burning Star'?"

The prophet smiled, knowing that what he just said had worked.

"Don't worry, I will send the awakened people from the Prevention and Control Bureau to go first." The prophet said to Si Qingxuan in a discussing tone, "Unless it is a critical moment, there is no need to use the manpower of Si Lingge."

This sentence is quite sincere.

Although the prophet knew that Si Lingge planned to fight against him, he still promised not to drag Si Lingge into trouble easily.If the prophet really kept his promise, then Si Ling Pavilion followed the original plan to drag the prophet down, and it would appear that Si Qingxuan didn't keep his promise.

But to the surprise of the prophet, Si Qingxuan's already softened attitude suddenly became tough again.

"Mr. Ji's words are really interesting." Si Qingxuan narrowed his eyes, and the blue in his eyes was a little haloed, and he looked as strange as an inhuman, "This was originally a mess made by the Disaster Research Association. , What does it have to do with Si Linge? Even if I stand by and watch, who can criticize me? Whoever caused the trouble, who will deal with the aftermath, I thought this was a matter of course, but I didn't expect it to be used as a favor by you... It's really frustrating Eye-opening."

The prophet frowned, and then stretched out: "Then what do you want?"

"I'm just worried that you will continue to lead such a large organization as the Prevention and Control Bureau." Si Qingxuan said lightly, "In your opinion, you are just tossing and tossing in your own experimental field, but have you ever thought that most people's You only have one life, and you shouldn't be able to make a fuss about it and it will be gone."

"I admit, I'm not a genius. Only by trying can I tell whether my strategy is the optimal solution." The prophet tapped his cane and said, "The construction of the Prevention and Control Bureau is basically over here, and the rest is to target The tactics of the gods...my time is very precious, and my experience is also priceless. Maybe you don’t agree, but you can’t stop me—young man, I won’t start a war with you, that’s already my greatest appreciation and respect for you .”

"If you can achieve your goal in the end, that's fine." Si Qingxuan suddenly turned his head and sneered, "But you just can't."

The prophet heard some special signal from Si Qingxuan's smile.

Some signals that he subconsciously felt were dangerous.

"What do you mean?"

The silver cane rotated slightly under the hands of the prophet, and finally settled at a certain angle.The animal pattern drawn on the cane has a ferocious posture, and the silver-black animal eyes are wide open.

And the prophet himself, like a dormant beast, slowly bared its fangs.

Si Qingxuan ignored the prophet's warning, and said:

"What if I say... this is your last 'cycle'?"

The prophet's facial muscles stiffened, and his expression became gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye. It seemed that Si Qingxuan's words had brought him the greatest offense so far.

"This is my talent, no one knows my own situation better than me!" shouted the prophet, "I have at least one more chance—"

"Unfortunately, this is the last time."

Si Qingxuan interrupted lightly.

"The 'futures' you have experienced are all false in the final analysis, and they are just previews. There are other ways to use this ability, but you were imprisoned at the same starting point by the ability the moment you obtained it." Si Qingxuan said, "This can also be regarded as another form of 'running away'. Unfortunately, no one could guide you at that time. In short, this is your last life and the only real life you have... Knowing this After that point, do you have any regrets?"

Prophet:"……"

The prophet's expression was blank.

The seer fell back on his seat weakly, and his cane rolled to the side.He stretched out his right hand against his temple, as if he was trying to remember something.

"Once, twice, three times... no no no..."

He began to sort out those overlapping memories with difficulty.

But he has died too many times.

In the previous few times, he went from ignorant, flustered to crazy, and most of the time he wasted the opportunity.It wasn't until the third restart that he began to consciously collect information and establish a Disaster Prevention Bureau.And later...

He found that he was sure that he would have another "circle" because he really relied on his intuition.

What if his intuition was deceiving him?The long-term cycle has made the prophet constantly trial and error, but also made him understand that intuition can be deceiving. Sometimes the decisions he makes subconsciously will be mistakes that need to be corrected in the next cycle; Evidence of experience.

wrong.

Why did Si Qingxuan decide that this was his last chance? !

The prophet raised his head and stared at Si Qingxuan closely, his eyeballs were bloodshot red.

The prophet threw out his doubts.

And Si Qingxuan just stared at him, without any intention of explaining.

The prophet knew that Si Qingxuan had an attitude of "believe it or not".But whether it is true or not, this hypothesis is about to drive the prophets crazy.If this is really his last chance, then he—

The prophet suddenly felt pain in the back of his head.

His memory went through countless cycles of wind and rain, and returned to the first night when the cycle had not yet begun.That night that he had somehow forgotten.

At that time, he was still an "ordinary" investigator.He and his subordinates finished dealing with a strange incident.

He thought he had successfully completed the task... However, on the second night, his most capable subordinate was found dead in a ditch in the city, and his death was miserable.

The prophet was greatly affected.

More importantly, his friend, the head of the Si family, was with him in handling that incident.

If his subordinates were implicated in strange events and died...then the next person to die would be the prophet himself, or Si Chonglan, the head of the Si family!

The seer must tell his friends about it.So he braved the majestic rain and drove to the old house of the Si family. The coldness of the rain slowly eroded him through the car window, ghostly shadows were faintly reflected outside the car window, and crazy ravings kept echoing in his ears——

The prophet is sure that he is being targeted.

He stumbled to the door of the old house of the Si family, trembling all over, and knocked heavily on the door.

"Si Chonglan... Chonglan!"

On this day, for some reason, the Si family mansion, which was supposed to be brightly lit, was completely silent.

The prophet knelt slowly along the door.

The cold air had invaded his lungs, and at some point, the shadow behind him kept pulling, as if something was about to come out——

"Squeak" sounded.

The tall and heavy door was flung open.

Da da da.The boots made of lambskin made a light sound on the maple floor.

A young figure poked out from behind the door.

It was a little boy.He was wearing dark blue overalls and a small bow tie of the same color on his chest.His hair is black and thick, with small curls, his eyes are clear and bright, comparable to priceless sapphires, and he looks too delicate and delicate.

The boy looked at the prophet curiously.

However, for some reason, the prophet subconsciously trembled——

He can't move!

The boy's blue eyes shone like bright stars in the dark night.

Obviously beautiful, but it makes people feel cold and trembling.

I don't know how long it took... The boy finally looked away.

"who are you?"

Some childish voices sounded.

The prophet's chaotic brain was finally liberated at this moment, and he finally remembered what he had come to do in the old house of the Si family - just as he was about to call out Si Chonglan's name, he felt light all over his body.

Those crazy ravings and dangerous shadows are moving away from him.

Just as the prophet breathed a sigh of relief, he saw another smiling man walking out from behind the door: perhaps because of his mixed race, Si Chonglan never looked old.Although he is over 50 years old, he is still as handsome as someone in his forties.

"Old Ji? Why are you here?" Si Chonglan looked at the embarrassed prophet with some surprise.

The prophet originally wanted to say something, but seeing the ignorant smile on Si Chonglan's face, he suddenly didn't know what to say.So, he could only find a topic at random: "Good evening... By the way, whose child is this, he looks so beautiful."

"Of course, I don't want to see whose grandson it is." Si Chonglan's expression was obviously proud, he stroked the boy's head with a very loving gesture - and the boy seemed unwilling to have his hair messed up , but couldn't stop Si Chonglan, so he could only hold Si Chonglan's troublesome hand with all his strength. Si Chonglan's aggrieved look made Si Chonglan smile even more heartily, "This is my grandson, whose name is Qingxuan Come on, Qingxuan, quickly call Grandpa Ji—”

The prophet was dumbfounded, how could Si Chonglan have such a big grandson!

But after all, he is the grandson of his friend, so the prophet still smiled and said: "Hey, don't listen to him, boy, call me uncle, don't call me grandpa, they call me old."

However, the little boy seemed a little shy.

He hid behind Si Chonglan, only stuck out half of his head, and didn't make a sound.

So the prophet exchanged greetings with Si Chonglan for a few more minutes, and then the two bid farewell.

The heavy rain had stopped—the prophet drove to his office.He has no wife and children in his life, no worries, and his office is half of his home.

The air conditioner in the car warmed him up.

Maintaining this happy mood, he walked into the office building, pressed the elevator, and inserted the key into the office door lock——

He suddenly remembered.

Si Chonglan lost his wife in his early years and never remarried after that. Like him, he has no offspring.

Then his grandson...where did he come from again!

The prophet did not open his office, and his hand holding the key trembled slightly.

That feeling of being watched came back.

The black shadow gradually accumulated into a pool behind him.

Suddenly, a pair of blue eyes flashed in his mind—the eyes belonging to that mysterious child, as if peeping into the world from the depths of the starry sky.

The prophet seemed to be controlled by something, and with a "click", he unscrewed the door lock.

He stepped through the door.

With a "squeak", the wooden door panel closed again, and the lock cylinder rebounded slowly.The breath of rain and night, those babblings and shadows, were isolated by him just like that.

He stepped through the door.

Outside the door is a new world.

The breeze blows the curtains, and the sky outside the window is clear——

It's already the second day.

And the door he stepped through also became the beginning of his countless cycles until the end of his cycle...

But that rainy night visit, Si Chonglan, Si Qingxuan, those memories were all subconsciously thrown into the deepest part of his memory.

Until today's reboot.

……

The prophet came back to his senses, his consciousness went blank for a moment, then he suddenly raised his head and stared at Si Qingxuan frantically.

Those blue, pure eyes... were exactly the same as he remembered, yet vaguely different.

But prophets can be sure.

"It turned out that you started the cycle for me." The prophet said, his body was as stiff as a corpse buried in a coffin, but what he said was something that Si Qingxuan couldn't understand, "No wonder... no wonder you know me The cycle is over... No wonder you're looking at me with that condescending look—"

"But why are you doing this?!"

Si Qingxuan watched him go crazy, his expression was calm, but his heart kept muttering.

What are the prophets saying?Isn't he crazy?

I don't know if I should answer Si Qingxuan's system: […]

[You will understand in the future. ] Finally, the system could only reply helplessly.