pertwk Chapter 1858: The Past of the Gods
Chapter 1858: The Past of the Gods
Chapter 1858: The Past of the Gods
The soul fire of the Zhaoyou God flickered: "Yes, the three holy gods are extremely strict with us new gods, and they beat and kill us at will. Especially the Holy God of Death, he will even imprison the souls of the new gods into his Kingdom of Death, and torture them."
He Lingchuan became interested when he heard this: "Tell me more about this Kingdom of Death."
"That is also called the Kingdom of the Dead. It is an illusory kingdom created in the void by the Holy Death using his divine power. After death, living beings will fall into the Kingdom of the Dead, where they will suffer or be reincarnated!"
Damn, why does it sound so familiar?
The word "reincarnation" struck He Lingchuan deeply in his heart.
"The Holy Death is the most terrifying of the three holy gods. Once, a new god started a rebellion and angered Him. As a result, He directly released a large army from the Kingdom of the Dead. The number of people was overwhelming! The rebels were also powerful gods, but they were torn to pieces by the army led by the Holy Death!"
He Lingchuan's eyes flickered slightly: "Since it is invincible, how many times has this army been deployed?"
"That's the only time I heard about it." Zhaoyoushen continued, "But as the heavens declined, the power of the three holy gods suddenly weakened greatly, especially the undead kingdom of the Holy God of Death, which was on the verge of collapse. Saint Lingxu took the opportunity to lead the gods in a rebellion and successfully defeated them. That's why we respect him as 'Saint'. There is only one Saint in the heavens."
Speaking of which, He Lingchuan had heard of other names of gods. There were True Lords and Divine Lords that imitated human titles, and there were Heavenly Lords and Divine Lords, but there was indeed no one who was called a Saint.
"So who took away the Godhead of Life? Saint Lingxu?"
"The three holy gods fell, and their godheads were incomplete, with only fragments left. Saint Lingxu got the godhead of life, but the whereabouts of the godhead of destiny and the godhead of death were unknown. Later, the godhead of destiny was picked up by Narakutian, and the godhead of death belonged to Mitian; after Mitian fell, the godhead of death also disappeared."
"Hey, what's Mitian's origin?" He was off topic, he was too engrossed in listening.
"I told you, no one really knows. Don't you often have one or two strong men appearing out of nowhere in the human world, like you? Humans also often say that heroes don't ask where they came from!"
“Is this how this sentence is used?” Forget it. He didn’t want to argue with an uneducated god. “Then no one knows why He possesses the death godhood, uh, fragments?”
The Zhaoyou Soul Fire flashed a few more times, but there was no response.
"Hey, talk."
"I'm so tired." It was just a remnant soul, and it had resisted the chaos for so long that it was exhausted. "It's about to dissipate."
He Lingchuan knew it was pretending, but seeing the dim color of its soul fire, he also knew it was struggling. This could not be hidden from others.
He took out two white chrysanthemums from his bosom and threw them into the water.
The white flower penetrated the water surface unhindered and sank. Zhaoyoushen had no idea what it was, but it smelled a bit fragrant.
It ate one, shuddered, and immediately ate another one.
"You, a mere mortal... actually have such a good thing!" I wanted to say "a mere mortal", but since this guy can associate with immortals, he is no longer a mortal.
"Give me another one!"
He Lingchuan held a small white flower in his hand and said, "Speak."
"Once, Saint Lingxu met with Duowentian, and I heard him say in person that Mitian's origin was likely related to the Holy God of Death, and that the godhood seemed to be inherited."
He Lingchuan suddenly realized: "Oh, so in His eyes, you are all traitors?"
The god of Zhaoyou was embarrassed.
"How is it related?"
"How dare I ask more questions since the Holy Lord didn't elaborate?" Zhaoyoushen thought for a moment and said, "But I have also heard a rumor, which I have no way to verify."
This guy is quite gossipy. Seeing that it shut up again, He Lingchuan threw the little white flower into the water.
Zhaoyoushen swallowed the white flower in one gulp, and his soul fire became brighter:
"It is rumored that the plan to transform Tianluo Star was actually proposed by Mitian, and it was Mitian who contributed the most back then!"
He Lingchuan asked curiously, "Isn't Tianluo Star made by the Three Holy Gods?"
"You only have a partial understanding!" Zhaoyoushen habitually taunted, "The Three Holy Gods captured a growing world core and refined it into a powerful but uncontrollable holy weapon; but it was the five great gods, or the righteous gods, who actually transformed it into the Tianluo Star embedded in the barrier between the two worlds. At that time, it was already the late stage of the war between the gods and immortals."
He Lingchuan murmured: "That's it."
The appearance of Tianluo Star directly changed the form of the war. At the end of the ancient war, the immortals finally gained the upper hand under the leadership of the Dragon God, and Lingxu Saint and others had to find a way out for the demon clan.
Not only did they find it, but Tianluo Star's successful rewriting of the world's laws subtly influenced the fate of humans and immortals for thousands of years thereafter.
From this point of view, the transformation of Tianluo Star has made great contributions. If the demon world has a royal temple, Mitian should be worthy of being worshipped in the royal temple.
"But after returning to heaven, the relationship between Mitian and us became very tense, and he even killed many gods." Zhaoyoushen said, "That's about all I know."
As a prisoner, his attitude was good, unlike Narakuten's clone who was stubborn and refused to cooperate. He Lingchuan was very satisfied, and took two steps back, pressing the divine bone necklace:
"That's all for now. Okay, let Him grow."
He had promised the God of Tales that he would get it out of the puddle.
Seeing that he kept his promise, Zhao Youshen was slightly relieved, but what did he mean by "long"?
Soon, Dafanghu made it understand through practical actions.
Soon, another small tree appeared in the Misty Forest.
Looking at the face of the devil on the tree, He Lingchuan let out a long breath.
Zhao Youshen revealed a lot of important information, but he never expected that the Dragon Pillar that Mi Tian created more than a hundred years ago to split the demon world would actually become an auxiliary weapon for the demons to come to the world!
This should not be Mitian's original intention. It can only be said that the demons are not easy to deal with.
He patted the tree. It was not without benefit that Zhaoyou God turned into a tree. It seemed that his soul was temporarily frozen, so there was no loss. Otherwise, if his soul was in the lower world for too long, the gods would not be able to bear it.
……
Panlong World, the eastern border of Xianyou Country, Yanshan.
The battle had just ended, and He Lingchuan rode back to the camp with another person on his horse.
Seymour's army followed closely behind him, exuding a bloody aura.
The blood on this man soaked He Lingchuan's cloak and armor.
When he returned to the camp and dismounted from his horse, he personally helped the man down and took him to the medical tent.
The other person was still conscious but unable to speak. He only grabbed a necklace with a wooden pony as the pendant.
He Lingchuan tried his best to stop the bleeding for him, without even raising his head: "I won't do it for you, you have to hand it over to your son yourself."
The medical officer rushed over and saw the wound on the wounded man's neck. He asked, "Was it caused by Ba?"
(End of this chapter)