I really only stop

Still maintaining the pierced posture, the first saint raised her head when she heard the voice.She was obviously a little surprised when she saw the mask on Oedipus's face that was obviously different from the last time:

"The end of the world is coming, and you still have the mind to change your mask?"

It was a silly joke, but it allowed me to see a trace of truth behind this saint.

According to the records, before she stepped forward to face the disaster, she was just a young woman about my age.

In any case, it's a good thing to have a sense of humor.If this saint is devastated after learning that the addition operation failed, I really don't know who else can help me.

"This...was given to me by someone who is very important to me."

After lightly touching the mask on his face, Oedipus brought the topic back to the right track:

"Things are more serious than what you said before. It's not just the problem of the [Agent], the mother has now hijacked the source of the world. If no one stops her, she will activate [Bliss] in a few weeks. Immediately, The world will have no future."

"The origin of the world?!"

Realizing the horror of the current situation more clearly than anyone else, the first saintess frowned:

"Oedipus, please tell me everything you know."

"That's what I planned. And, after telling you the truth, I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

Of course Oedipus would not refuse:

"I learned the truth after I left Themis and was taken back to the Elven Holy Land by my mother—"

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"...how sad."

After listening to Oedipus' narration in silence, the first saint closed her eyes sadly:

"The [addition] of sacrificing everything not only did not destroy the disaster, but made it stronger. Compared with ten thousand years ago, it seems to know how to use [our way] to deal with us. The origin of the world... such a high-level existence , we had never even imagined before."

Originally, Calamity's existence mode of "as long as people know it, it can exert its power" was scary enough, but now it has seized the origin of the entire world... Even with the perseverance of the first generation of saints, facing such a reality, I can't help but feel a little bit of pain. powerless.

The wisdom and strength of the enemy are far beyond imagination, so what should we do?

Will the elves be completely wiped out?

No, it doesn't work.

Now that the source is obtained, Calamity no longer needs its own power to activate Bliss. Even if the elves in the entire Holy Land are completely wiped out, as long as there is even a single elf swaying in the outside world, the Calamity that can continue to exist can fully use the power of the world. authority.

Tell this truth to the whole world, and get others to help wipe out the scattered elves?

Not at all.

Not to mention whether other people will believe it, even if they believe it, they who know all the truth will become new believers—and that will be the beginning of a greater disaster.

Lord Tiamat, Her Majesty Queen Lilian, Mister N'Zoth, and Sky City support...After the sacrifice of Addition, these reliable supporters all disappeared into nothingness.In the whole world, only me and the half-elves around me know the reality that the world is about to be destroyed.

……What should I do?

"I have a way."

Seeing her anxiety from the expression of the first saint, Oedipus took something out of his arms and shook it lightly at her.

The dark green bottle reflected the brilliance of the first saint, and also reflected her astonished expression:

"……This is?"

Chapter -46 Delivery of 3/50

"This is an introduction, a [introduction] that will be handed over to you, and it will probably not detonate until a long time later."

Putting the green bottle in his hand on the ground beside him, Oedipus reached out and took out another smaller test tube from his pocket:

"Saint, before explaining the overall plan to you, I need to confirm your ability—this test tube contains the most common wind-cold plague, and the concentration is extremely low, even if I drink all the liquid in this test tube immediately , and it is unlikely that any symptoms will appear.”

"……so?"

Looking at Oedipus suspiciously, the first saintess faintly sensed that ever since the man in front of her called herself a "saint", the positions of the two had been reversed wonderfully:

"What do you want me to do?"

"Applies a buff to the plague in this test tube."

Opening his hands frankly, Oedipus's entire face was hidden behind the mask, only the eyes that were exposed flashed a flame of madness and reason:

"...and then, I'll drink it down."

The first saintess frowned even tighter.

Unlike the half-elf who was confused, fearful, and desperate when we met last time, the temperament of the man in front of him has undergone a qualitative change after being separated for less than a year.

No more confusion, no more despair.Just because he is burning himself mercilessly, the darkness can't stop his progress—even though there is only an abyss ahead.

I have never seen this kind of crazy and rational eyes even in the catastrophe of ten thousand years ago.Frankly speaking, it doesn't even look like an existence with [intellect].

...Perhaps, only such a lunatic can fight against the disaster.

Sighing silently in her heart, the first saintess no longer asked the reason for Oedipus' strange behavior.She didn't see any movement, and a ball of holy light appeared out of thin air in the test tube in Yueyue's hand.

The next moment, the test tube was forced to burst, and the wind, cold and plague in it quickly devoured Oedipus's body like gasoline meeting sparks.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

It was just an imageless sneeze, and the cognition of "rational madman" just established in the heart of the first generation saint disappeared invisible.

...perhaps, he just became more human.

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[Holy Art · Complete Healing].

The shivering Oedipus was easily healed in the flash of the holy light, and the first-generation saint looked down at him:

"Did I pass your test?"

"Passed, passed."

After rubbing his goosebumps vigorously, Oedipus nodded again and again:

"Don't play with the bottle on the ground like that. It's the [Perfect Plague] that I worked so hard to get. There must be no problems."

"The perfect plague?"

The clear eyes fell on the green bottle on the ground following the voice, and the first saint asked suspiciously:

"I can indeed perceive a terrifying magic power from it. What is it used for?"

"It has only two functions. Destroy the seal and kill the elves."

The symptoms of the wind chill finally faded away, and Oedipus stretched out a finger:

"As a near-perfect plague, it has only one shortcoming—the amount is too small. A drop of deadly poison dropped into the sea will not cause any effect. For this, I need you—"

"Use holy spells to make the plague proliferate wildly, and detonate it in the holy land of elves?"

"--Uh."

The smooth and flowing explanation was overtaken by the first saintess, and Oedipus scratched his head in embarrassment:

"You, you actually know the term [proliferation]... Speaking of it, you didn't seem too surprised when you saw that the holy light can increase the plague just now..."

"I come from the [Glorious Age] in your mouth. At that time, the Holy Light was just one of the schools that had just emerged. People's exploration of medicine and pathology is far beyond your imagination."

Looking at the stunned expression of Oedipus with satisfaction, the first saint seemed to be ignited with [the pride of the ancients]:

"It is no exaggeration to say that the knowledge you just mentioned is only at the level of early childhood education in the glorious age. I definitely know much more about the plague than you do."

This is also true when you think about it carefully.The first saint in front of her is the world's first clergyman.Before the emergence of the Holy Light, people relied on traditional medicine for medical treatment.In terms of the knowledge system alone, perhaps even the plague expert Batley's family can't compare to this glorious lady saint from ancient times.

...However, the feeling of being robbed of the topic in the middle of the explanation is quite uncomfortable.

Shaking his head and deciding to ignore the question, Oedipus confirmed:

"Now that you know, I don't need to explain too much to you. That's right, the plan is just as you said, and the experiment just now has also verified that the Holy Light can amplify the plague. This matter should not be difficult for you. "

... Having said that, if you want to amplify this bottle of [Perfect Plague] enough to kill the entire elves, I am afraid that only [that] can do it.

Without opening her mouth to correct the mistakes in Oedipus' words, the first saint just looked at him calmly:

"I would be happy to assist you in your plan before knowing the information about the origin of the world. But now, just wiping out the elves in the Holy Land will not have any impact on the coming of bliss. It's a big problem."

"Of course I know."

Oedipus nodded:

"So, my mission is to steal the source."

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The source... [steal it out]? !

Unable to imagine that Oedipus would give such a bold answer, Hiyera froze for a moment.

This, how is this possible?

Even ordinary people know to keep their most precious things in the safest place, and this is especially true of disasters with infinite wisdom.

After finally obtaining the origin of the world, when it is about to fully grasp it and complete [Bliss], Calamity will definitely do its best to protect the safety of the origin.

Want to steal the origin of the world from it?Daydreaming should also be stopped in moderation.

"...No, it's not a daydream."

Seeing what the first saintess was thinking, Oedipus smiled softly:

"Saint, do you know? Although my mother has been inhumane since I was a child, and has left me with a lot of psychological shadows. However, after spending a long time with someone who is also cold-faced and warm-hearted, Suddenly, I vaguely understood..."

Silence, long silence.

It was also a challenge for Oedipus himself to say this conclusion, but getting along with Wei allowed him to get out of the state of resentment and despair in the past, and look back on his past life from a more novel perspective.

In the end, he opened his mouth slowly and said the conclusion that he had pondered for a long time in his heart:

"Mother...maybe really my [mother]."

Chapter -47 Mother of 3/50

Is the mother really a mother?

After being stunned for a long time by these confusing words, the first saint looked at the masked man in front of her with concern:

"...Do you need me to apply a holy spell to relieve stress?"

"Thank you for your kindness and emotional intelligence, Saint. But, I'm not joking."

Slapping away the holy light that appeared on his body righteously, Oedipus said:

"It is true that [Oedipus] has half the blood of elves flowing in his body. But the [mother] I am talking about is not just a blood connection, but something more tangible."

"You mean [Calamity] really treats you like a child?"

After a short shock, Hiyera snorted for the first time:

"Don't be stupid, how could Calamity have such feelings?"

"It's true, or I don't think I have the ability to make her have [emotions] that we can understand."

Edith shook his head calmly:

"But on the other hand, there's a certain logic to how mothers act sometimes. I've come to the conclusion that she's trying to [play] a real mother."

"Play?"

Repeating Oedipus' conclusion softly, the first saint frowned:

"It sounds like disaster style. If it weren't for its too innocuous disguise, we would not be able to get to the point where we have to kill ourselves to preserve the future."

"That's right, just like playing a god-given document ten thousand years ago, and then playing an elf all the time, my mother is also trying to play my [mother], and thus has a corresponding pattern of words and behavior."

These are also things that Oedipus has only recently thought of. Until now, he is still recalling his past, trying to find evidence to prove his point of view.

The first time I noticed my mother's abnormality was when I was a child.At that time, I was bullied and beaten by children in the same village because of my abnormal ears. After I went home crying and told my mother about it, she didn’t say much, but cut off her own ears with scissors, and asked me In a word:

"That way you won't be treated like an outlier. Mom help you? Or do you do it yourself?"

This is the shadow carved into my bones.At that time, I was just crying out of fear, but in retrospect, [cutting off the ears] seemed to really change my situation of being bullied at that time.

Parents find solutions to their crying children -- and it's a given.It's just that my mother's method is as weird as her existence, which is incomprehensible to ordinary people, so it brings me endless terror.