Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 524: Supreme Soldier·Don’t give up

In the underground hall, the seven scabbards were exhausted and unconscious, the five dead men were guarding around like corpses, and the two most special humans in the radiance were facing each other.

One is the ruler of a continent thousands of miles away, the Pope of the Necronomicon, and the blond and blue-eyed outlander.

One is a swordsman with a mysterious origin and a glorious holy sword, the director of the White Box Library of the Imperial Court, Cha Shiyin.

It is clear that they are two people who are located at the ends of the earth, but they are less than five meters apart at this time; and Le Yu can faintly hear that the reason why Ming Jiujii has traveled thousands of miles to come to Glory is to pursue Cha Shiyin!

"So, on behalf of the Necromancer, are you declaring war on Radiance?"

"This is indeed my father's idea." Mingjie did not deny it: "But after a simple investigation, my father quickly rejected this idea: because of the four savage people looking around, the weapon iteration speed of Huiyao is faster than that of the Western Continent. Fast enough, even enough to form a generational difference to crush the Western Continent. Except for the navigation technology, there is no technology in the Western Continent that can surpass Huiyao.”

"Even if the land mergers and class contradictions are serious, it is still a powerful empire - so powerful that even if it wants to perish, it will die because it is too powerful."

"So after I took over the position of Pope, I changed my mind. In the end, the invasion of Radiance is not our ultimate goal, it is just a shortcut to the ultimate goal, since the shortcut doesn't work, then I can only use A roundabout way."

The ultimate goal... Le Yu looked at the glorious holy sword held by Cha Shiyin, and knew that the ultimate goal was definitely not the authority that could rule the world.

Cha Shiyin's face was calm, and he seemed to have known the intentions of Mingjie for a long time. He sighed: "Although I knew from a young age that my second brother is the most affectionate and most loved, but I didn't expect him to do anything. It's all passed down."

"Everyone has selfishness, and the ancestor of Taiyue just loves his descendants." Mingjie said with a full smile: "After all, in addition to the ancestor of glory, whether it is you or another ancestor, it is possible to visit the Western Continent. If If you don't warn future generations, if they treat you slowly, wouldn't it be a great disaster?"

"I think the second brother is worried that we will turn over the old debts after his death, so let you know what we are capable of, so that we can set traps to kill us." Cha Shiyin said coldly: "Then you have a few hundred years. Have you seen the descendants of the fourth brother?"

"No." Mingjie shook his head regretfully: "Although I'm also curious about the magic weapon that can 'escape from fate', the Necromancer sect has nothing about another ancestor descendant for two thousand years. record."

Cha Shiyin was expressionless: "I'm glad you didn't find the descendants of the fourth brother. Given what you did in Huiyao, I don't think you would treat distant relatives kindly."

Mingjie all laughed: "Actually, the reason why I formed the National Salvation Relief Committee, colluding with the barbarians, allied the sea barbarians, and united the mountain barbarians and the grass barbarians, is also helpless. Because I can't find you at all, the world. Hidden ancestor."

"I know you're in Yanjing, and I know you're guarding the royal family, but you're hiding too deep, and you haven't been in the world for many years. If you don't turn Yanjing over, you'll never set foot in the world."

"Especially now that I know some of your 'restrictions', I am more certain that I can only take risks."

This sentence seems to have triggered some taboo. Cha Shiyin suddenly narrowed his eyes, and the atmosphere suddenly became chilling.

After a moment of silence, Cha Shiyin seemed to hold back his anger and said coldly, "You opened the imperial mausoleum?"

"Relax, I didn't enslave those distant relatives. After I communicated with them cordially, I let them return to eternal sleep." Ming Jiuji said: "It is precisely because of this that I know that you are not living well, the first ancestor of Shiyin. Easy."

"Also?"

"There is no one thing that is easy to match with the absolute gods. You must be more touched by the first ancestor of Shiyin." Ming Jiuji said: "Although I still don't understand the mechanism of the holy sword's brilliance, but using the holy sword Radiance will inevitably lose its lifespan, so that although the holy sword Radiance is the most powerful weapon, it is also the least used weapon."

"And the Necronomicon mastered by us Taiyue's lineage also has such drawbacks." He sighed: "The Necronomicon claims to be able to 'conquer death', in fact it is. After crossing the Western Continent, you must be amazed at the splendid civilization of the Western Continent, right?"

"Indeed." Cha Shiyin said: "There are magnificent buildings everywhere. High-rise buildings with a height of tens of meters are springing up on the earth, and skyscrapers with a height of hundreds of meters are not uncommon. Civilians live and work in peace and contentment, laughing and laughing everywhere, and this is my experience hundreds of years ago, and it must be even more brilliant now.”

"But you also know who created the great achievements of the Western Continent." Ming Jie said: "All the credit belongs to the fifty million dead souls who never sleep, never eat or drink, or, The resurrected."

He clapped the withered book on his hand: "The most powerful ability of the Necronomicon, called 'dead spirit', can make a corpse produce a soul. Although there are many ways to use it, the most basic way is to create A necromancer with memories of his life, driven to do things for himself."

"But as the holder of the Necronomicon, the Pope can generally only control fifty undead at most. Although the number fluctuates, it will not exceed one hundred at most. A mere hundred undead, top Most can only protect the safety of the Pope, but what does it mean for the country and the mainland?"

"So the ancestor of Taiyue created the Necronomicon Sect, and the core teaching of the Necronomicon sect is to resurrect relatives and reunite in the world."

Speaking of this, Ming Jiuji's tone was somewhat inexplicable, as if shame and helplessness: "But as a price, the public must pay a heavy 'necromancy tax' in order to gain the control of the resurrected. If If you don't have money, you can take the resurrected to serve, you can offset the 'necromancy tax', and even have wages."

"The fact that the Necronomicon can rule the Western Continent within a hundred years is inseparable from the 'miracle of mercy' of the Necronomicon. With such a large number of resurrected people who can work all the time without support, the Western Continent can develop so rapidly, Create a civilization greater than radiance."

"However, under this glorious and prosperous world, there are countless bones." Ming Jiuji said: "The Pope can only control less than a hundred undead, so there are millions of undead located all over the Western Continent. , how can there be thousands of undead?"

"Because the Pope gave control of the undead to mortals."

“They think they have the control of their relatives, and they can get together after their relatives come back from work every day. The relatives work and get paid, and their relatives don’t need to eat or drink. Naturally, people are flocking to them, and some even want to kill their relatives and bring them back to life… ...Before I left the Western Continent, even though it was strictly prohibited, there were still cases where children resented the resurrection of their parents' nagging and murdered children, and parents who disliked their children's disobedience and murdered them."

"But the Pope can easily control the Necronomicon because he holds the Necronomicon; mortals don't have the Necronomicon, they can only directly control their souls with their souls."

"The contact between soul and soul is an extremely dangerous thing. One day may be fine, one week may be fine, but one year, two years, three years... The soul of the undead is nothing, and over time, it dominates the undead The mortals will also become nothingness.”

"And after research, the source of energy for the undead is sunlight and the vitality of living people. Although vitality is invisible and intangible, it does exist, and it has nothing to do with age and health. Every person who strives to survive is full of vitality."

"Then what happens when the undead become abundant?"

Mingjie closed his eyes, as if recalling the scene thousands of miles away: "The gathered undead is like a vortex, sucking in the vitality of the entire city; the people who dominate the undead gradually become nothing. , is not interested in anything, like a walking dead."

"Thirty-five is a limit. Before the age of thirty-five, human vitality can barely maintain a positive cycle, and it is difficult for the mind to be assimilated by the undead; but once over thirty-five, human vitality cannot resist The siphon of the undead, the mind will quickly fall into nothingness, and will die naturally after a year or two."

"That's why you feel that the Western Continent is full of laughter and laughter." Ming Jiuji said: "Anyone who can't laugh is either waiting to die at home or already dead."

Cha Shiyin didn't seem surprised, and even said, "Thirty-five years old is not bad."

"Yes, for ordinary people, being able to live happily for thirty-five years is considered happiness." Ming Ji nodded his head: "But what about us?"

"When the number of dead spirits is small, there is no problem. But when the number of dead spirits increases, there is a flaw that no one thought of."

"When the ruler dies, the undead will automatically die. The dead undead soul will return to the Necronomicon and become the holder of spiritual feedback."

"This would have been a good thing. If the wielder's undead dies in battle, the wielder will be able to get extra psychic power to continue fighting."

I can understand the music language. Isn't this the "death language", the effect is that when the follower dies, the player gains extra mental power.

“It’s okay for one undead to die, and it’s okay for a hundred undead to die, so what about one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, and one million?” Mingjie sighed: “West Continent Nearly 1.5 million undead die every year, and about 4,100 undead die every day. As we chat, dozens of undead souls return to the Necronomicon from the far west continent. "

"Such high-frequency and large amount of soul feedback, even if it is good medicine, it has become poison." Mingjie tapped his temples: "There is no pope who can live past fifty years old, thirty years old. It is even more common for popes to die at the age of 34. My father passed away on his thirty-fourth birthday, and died earlier than ordinary people in the Western Continent.”

"You can stop." Cha Shiyin showed no sympathy: "As long as you don't create undead, there will be no such danger."

Mingjie nodded his head: "You are right. Although the necromancer has become an indispensable force in the Western Continent, if the necromancy sect has to stop ~IndoMTL.com~ other forces will not help me. But The problem is that no one of the popes who took over the Necronomicon was willing to stop creating the Necronomicon."

"The ancestor of Shiyin, you probably can't imagine how that feels." He closed his eyes and wrote enjoyment on his face: "Every minute and every second, a soul returns to the Necronomicon and turns into The pure spiritual power nourishes your soul. Every second, the world in your eyes will become brighter. Every second, you will feel that you are one point closer to that supreme state."

"It's poison, but it's a potent cup of poison. There's a legend in our family that after sitting on the Pope's seat for thirty years, with the help of necromancy feedback, you can become a A true god."

"It's very interesting." Cha Shiyin turned his head and glanced outside: "It seems that a demon clan is also saying that as long as you drink enough immortal blood, you can transform into an immortal."

"Of course, I don't think this legend is true." Ming Ji said with a full smile: "How could it only take thirty years."

"What about fifty years? One hundred years? Five hundred years? Two thousand years? Is it possible that as long as you live long enough, you can stand on a higher place and see more beautiful scenery?"

Speaking of which, everything has been exhausted.

"I lurked in Yanjing for more than ten years, formed the National Salvation Rescue Association, united with the barbarians, planned to assassinate the emperor, interfered in the search for the sword and the throne. I did so much just to meet you, the first ancestor of Shiyin."

"Although I don't think it's possible, I still want to ask—"

"The ancestor of Shiyin,"

Ming Jiexi looked at Cha Shiyin, his eyes were full of undisguised greed, a terrifying aura erupted from him, and Le Yu could even see hundreds of millions of resentful souls emerging behind Ming Jiexi, such as A gust of wind swept through all directions!

"Can you give me your "unrepentance"? "