I am God Chapter 115: : Welcome back, Lord Helfas!
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"Do you know?"
"The Silver Dragon King is back."
Soon, the news about the return of the Silver Dragon King spread throughout the Full Moon Land, and many people knew about it. Perhaps this was also due to the message sent by the crystal head.
When people mention this Silver Dragon King, the image of a cold swordsman holding a mithril sword will always come to mind, killing the monsters walking on the earth without mercy, and there are stories and legends about him. That's probably the case.
He looks tall and thin, and his expression is that of a taciturn person, but he is the one who seals, kills, and expels the most weird things among all dragon kings.
He sealed a large number of weirdos, or imprisoned them in orichalcum boxes with mithril stakes, or killed them and forced them to enter reincarnation.
To this day, many places still retain the battlefields where he once fought against weirdos and the remaining mithril piles, as well as some ancient silver families guarding the orichalcum box. He seems to like to nail up weirdos and put them in the box. Wanting to keep those weirdos in pain and torture.
Just.
His murderous aura is directed at all the weird things walking on the earth. It is said that he is also a very kind person in normal times.
This land of the full moon was able to truly become the territory of dragon civilization in the first place, mostly due to the contribution of Silver Dragon King Bahabali.
The Black Iron Dragon King built civilization, the Bronze Dragon King built cities, and the Silver Dragon King was the one who drove most of the weirdos out of the Full Moon Land.
So, Bahabali mostly heard such words when he walked between towns and villages.
"Those monsters are going to be in trouble."
"Silver Dragon King will definitely drive these guys out!"
"Someone in our village has been infected with a strange disease recently. It must be something weird!"
"These monsters are so terrifying. Everything may be related to them. The water in the tank, the fish in the lake, and even the wind in the sky may be them. It is impossible to guard against them."
"It would be better to kill all these monsters."
"The Silver Dragon King will never show mercy to these monsters."
When Bahabali heard these words, he felt an inexplicable recognition in his heart.
But some people knew this was impossible and shook their heads.
"Don't be ridiculous, weird things can't be killed, they are immortal."
When he heard this sentence, Bahabali felt a strong heartache.
At night.
He tossed and turned, even after falling asleep, he suddenly woke up and grabbed the sword beside him.
"They are immortal."
He thought of what he said during the day, and suddenly burst into boundless anger and hatred.
"It would be better to kill all these monsters."
"Just let them all disappear from this world."
That kind of hatred has no reason but is deeply rooted in his heart, but it is more likely that he has forgotten those weird reasons for hating him.
"Could it be that the promise on that sword is to kill weirdos?"
"Yeah, if it wasn't to kill weirdos, why did I choose the power of mithril in the first place?"
He got up and walked into the distance, learning about all the weapons available in the world.
There are many kinds of mithril weapons in this world, including swords mixed with mithril, arrows with mithril as arrowheads, knight guns with mithril as the tip, etc., etc., they look all kinds of different They are all different, but they are almost the same.
That is to use the properties of mithril to break it into the weird body to destroy its vitality.
Most of these weapons can be made at the first level.
At the second level, the silver dragon can create a more terrifying thing, the poison of silver mercury, which is attached to the mithril weapon and penetrated into the body of the living species. The most terrifying poison will be along the opponent's body. The vitality spreads to every corner of the body and can instantly paralyze the entire life system of the species.
When it reaches the third level, the silver dragon has a weapon body. Its own body and blood are weapons. They can transform themselves into various weapons. They are not limited to a certain form. It can be said that The most terrifying combat weapon, but different silver dragons basically choose one main weapon form as the core.
But until now, there has been no weapon that can truly kill the monsters.
The only way that can barely be called killing the weird is to turn the weird into another weird through the power of distortion.
After entering this era.
Bahabali has seen all kinds of mithril weapons and all kinds of silver dragons, but in the end he was a little disappointed.
But one day he saw a pot of medicine used by a doctor boiling herbs explode, and he thought thoughtfully: "Why is this?"
The pharmacist said naturally: "Because it could not withstand the power of the water vapor inside, it exploded."
Of course Bahabali knew this, but this scene suddenly gave him inspiration.
He suddenly felt.
Since mithril can destroy strange vitality and make them completely lose their vitality, why must it be mithril that creates the lethality?
If the vitality of a monster is destroyed through mithril, then the monster whose life is destroyed will usually be the same as a dead object. Why can't the monster be made into a weapon, and at the critical moment, it can be launched into another monster? Just inside the body.
Then, that weird thing will explode like a pot that cannot withstand the internal pressure, right?
Eating too many monsters will cause the most terrifying distortions in people, but monsters will not devour each other. Although there will not be a conflict between two powers and distortion, they will also have terrible sequelae.
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"Is there something weird here?"
"There is a terrible man-eating monster in the lake in the distance."
"I'll help you get rid of it."
"Really, thank you so much."
Deep in the forest path.
He saw the shadow in the lake. It was a very powerful being. Every move he made could trigger the flow of water in the entire lake, and even the entire forest was affected by the opponent at some level.
Perhaps it still has something to do with the past. He seems to hate weird things related to water. Every time he sees such weird things, he can't help but hold down the sword at his waist.
However.
He now has good means.
He stretched out his hand, and his entire hand, half of his arm, and his right chest turned into a silver crossbow that exuded cold light. A special arrow had already been stringed, and it was tensed on it, waiting to be fired at any time.
There is a relief sculpture on the arrow that looks like a salamander clinging to it. It seems that it is still alive, which is actually the case.
"Whoops!"
After taking aim, Bahabali shot the arrow.
The arrow accurately entered the weird body, and then the weird shape quickly expanded.
Another weird thing entered its body and was released, but at the same time its vitality was constantly destroyed by the power of mithril and amalgam poison, and then it was constantly destroyed by another weird force. Eroded, two weird life forces are stirred together, and the flesh and blood are constantly stirred, stirred, and stirred.
In the end, it was not just vitality and flesh and blood, but also things at the more fundamental level, the divine blood, that finally mixed and collided together, and this time a qualitative change occurred.
The weird thing in the lake broke through the water. You can see that its original form that was closer to water and transparent began to change into the appearance of a fish and a lizard, or it was constantly changing between the two, but its scales were constantly changing. Thick, foul-smelling mucus flowed from the ground, and its body also swelled to an extremely terrifying level.
Finally, there was a violent explosion.
"Boom!"
The horrific explosion blew up the entire lake, and strong winds and water waves swept through the surrounding forest.
The water spit out by them directly corrodes the surrounding forest.
The breath they exhale directly poisons all living things passing by, including microorganisms.
In the end, both monsters disappeared, leaving only a pile of rotten flesh, but in the end the mithril arrows at their core continued to kill and destroy their vitality.
So the mountain of meat continued to collapse downwards, and finally it all shrank and merged into the arrow.
The arrow became more terrifying and thicker, emitting a dirty and mottled cold light.
Just one look at it is dizzying, and one smell is probably enough to poison a dragon beast over ten meters in size.
This.
It is a fusion of mithril and two weird terrifying weapons.
Bahabali stepped forward and carefully picked up the arrow again. He felt that it was extremely heavy, as if he were holding a hill in his hand. Ordinary extraordinary professionals would probably not be able to pick it up.
"Two."
"The more monsters you kill, the dirtier it becomes, and the more terrifying the arrow is."
"The next time it is launched, it is estimated that it will also contain the power of these two weird powers, as well as the radiation caused by the conflict between their powers."
But the same thing is that he must use more and more powerful power to destroy the opponent's continuous flow of life force and suppress the opponent.
The more terrifying the power of this weapon, the stronger his own strength must be to suppress it, otherwise he will only suffer its backlash.
It may even be impossible to recover it after being launched, and the disaster caused will also affect itself and destroy it.
The silver crossbow on his right arm is still intact.
Carefully string the arrow, then completely cut off its life force and seal it layer by layer.
Bahabali showed a hint of joy and a smile on his face.
After possessing the fourth level of power, he finally found the weapon he wanted.
Since then.
The Silver Dragon's power system has gradually improved.
First-level silver dragon, making ordinary mithril metal weapons.
The second-level silver dragon makes mithril weapons that can release silver mercury poison.
The third-level silver dragon transforms itself into a weapon dragon, possessing a variety of powerful extraordinary weapon forms.
As for the fourth-level silver dragons, they can build more powerful and complex extraordinary weapon structures. A weapon may even be as big as a tower or a palace, and what is fired at the same time is no longer ordinary. Mithril weapons, but similar to the weird-killing weapons created by Bahabali at the moment.
Of course, this is not static. As weapons are updated and become more powerful, the shape and power of these silver dragons will become more and more powerful.
After all, those weapons also evolved continuously from the initial slingshots and spears to the later arrows and crossbows.
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In the village.
Bahabali stood in the middle of the empty village square, surrounded by fallen leaves, and the jungle in the distance turned into withered yellow.
He got rid of the weirdness, but found that the water in the lake dried up and the forest died with it.
Eventually, residents of nearby villages also migrated away in droves.
He was in a trance.
Seems a little confused.
Those who first begged him to get rid of the weird ended up blaming him.
"We asked you to get rid of the weirdness, but we didn't ask you to turn this place into this."
"The weirdness has disappeared, but we can't live here anymore. There is no water source. How should we live?"
"Your water source is that weird."
"Then we shouldn't have gotten rid of that weird one in the first place."
"That weird cannibal."
"Before, it wouldn't eat people if we didn't get close to it, but now our whole village can't survive."
The silver-haired Silver Dragon professional stood here motionless. Even though everyone had left, he stayed here.
But at this time, a person walked into the square.
The other party looked at every house, and finally sat down at the door of a house: "Don't worry, someone will take care of everything here; but is there something unclear in my heart? I have clearly eliminated the weirdness, No one thanks you."
The silver dragon looked at the other party closely as soon as he came over: "I don't understand."
The other party said: "Because the purpose is wrong. Killing weirdos is not the purpose. We just want to live well in this world."
Silver Dragon: "But if we don't kill those weirdos, how can we live well?"
The other party said: "We ourselves will have various conflicts with weirdness. We fight against weirdness because of hatred, interests and various reasons. There is nothing wrong with these, and your approach cannot be completely called wrong."
“But in the end we still have to figure out the reason for fighting against the weird. In the end, everything is for survival. If we fight against the weird for the sake of fighting against the weird, in the end we and everyone else will not be able to survive. On the contrary, we are putting the cart before the horse. ."
"This weird thing is indeed dangerous, but it also brings vitality and water to this place. In fact, there have been several demon hunters here before. They knew that it was entrenched here, but they did not do anything to it."
"Because even if it is made into a sealed object, it will cause damage to the surrounding ecological environment and affect several nearby villages and towns."
"After the final evaluation by the Sealed Court, it has not been touched for the time being."
The other party looked at Silver Dragon and said to him.
"You originally understood this truth, but you forgot it. After all, too much time has passed, some things have become blurred, and some of the back-up plans no longer work."
"I thought about it, someone has to talk to you."
"Even if it doesn't make you remember the past, it can at least let you know something about the past and what you need to know."
The silver dragon asked the man: "Who are you?"
The other party said: "Can you listen to me tell a story?"
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The man stretched out his hand and pointed to the other side of the horizon.
The place he refers to may be far away or very close, he did not say clearly.
"More than a thousand years ago."
"There was a man who established a tribe in the forest over there, and he was very famous. Many wandering people without tribes came to join him."
"One of the children followed his mother and the people of the tribe through the forest to seek refuge with each other, but they didn't know that there was a living swamp in the forest. The swamp would eat people who passed by, and it would also imitate those who eat The silhouette and movement of the falling person attract other people."
"Of course that weird thing has no intelligence, but there are always some incredible things in this world. Some plants and animals will also instinctively set or evolve such trap mechanisms for hunting, but we didn't fully understand it at that time. Are some of these weirdnesses special?"
"The child's mother was eaten by a monster in the swamp, and then the swamp imitated his mother's shadow and attracted and ate everyone else in the tribe, leaving him alone and escaping to the new tribe. ”
The man was sitting in the sun at the door, telling a story that had long been forgotten in the years. There was nothing surprising about this story. People of that era struggled to survive in strange cracks.
But what is unusual is the person who established the tribe and the child in the story.
In a daze, Bai Yinlong understood who the other party was talking about, and also understood why he hated and hated the weird things related to water so much.
"The leader of the tribe took the witcher to the swamp and finally sealed the weird thing. He also witnessed it all."
"So he longed to become a witcher, so he went to the training ground to take a peek every day, and even ran to the leader of the tribe."
"At that time, the leader of the tribe gave him a sword and made an agreement with him, saying that when he grew up, he would become a demon hunter."
"It wasn't a big wish, but in the end his wish was fulfilled."
Unconsciously, the silver dragon touched the dagger stuck in his belt.
"On the way of growing up, he witnessed batch after batch of his former companions die on this path of demon hunting. Companions in his childhood, friends in training, demon hunters of the older generation, a Then one died in front of him."
"In the end, he witnessed most of the demon hunters in the tribe, together with their leader, die in a disaster caused by a special weirdness."
"His boyhood was turbulent."
“He experienced the most terrifying and powerless years for dragon people when faced with weirdness, witnessed his mother and tribe being eaten by weirdness, witnessed a large number of companions dying at the hands of weirdness, and finally saw his leader and big brother with his own eyes. Some of the tribe's elite demon hunters died in front of them."
"No hatred seemed deeper than this, so he vowed to find a way to kill Weird once and for all."
"..."
"Later, he found Mithril."
"He became the Silver Dragon King."
As he spoke, Bahabali's body couldn't help but tremble. He indeed couldn't remember anything, but he still felt overwhelmed when he heard the other party talking about some things.
Emotions of sadness, pain and helplessness welled up in my heart and lingered in my chest.
He looked at the other person and said: "But he didn't find it in the end, did he?"
The other party: "It's not that he didn't find it, but that he looked at the problem from a different perspective after becoming the Dragon King."
He said: "What's the difference? He forgot about hatred?"
"Once other Dragon Kings become Dragon Kings, won't they hate those weird things?"
"They killed so many of us, made us pay such a painful price, and is it over like this?"
The other party: "I hate it, of course I hate it."
"Before becoming the Dragon King, the Golden Dragon King witnessed his city being destroyed by the disaster caused by the weirdness because of his power. He tried his best but could not save it, so his desire for power was so strong that he found the fine gold that could increase his power. ."
"The Bronze Dragon King's wife and children died at the hands of weird people, and he became the Bronze Dragon King."
"And the Black King Helfas, who can seal the weirdness, has also been driven to madness and collapse by the weirdness time and time again."
"Who doesn't hate weirdness."
“But it is precisely because of such deep hatred that they analyze the source of their hatred. Fools allow their emotions to be manipulated and drift with the tide, while wise men think about the source of everything and create channels and pools.”
"They all eventually discovered that their hatred for these monsters stemmed from their inability to face their powerful power, from their inability to protect the people they wanted to protect under their terrifying power, and from their own weakness. Powerless."
"Actually, this is similar to how people feel when facing storms and earthquakes. We hate that natural disasters have come to us. In fact, we are more painful about why we failed to stop this natural disaster."
"We hate them, but we want to change this powerless status quo."
"So, when the Dragon King understands his hatred, he knows what he really wants."
"They wanted to create an ideal world. At that time, these weird things that they hated so much in the past became their help. Those magic dragons or demons also became part of civilization."
They control hatred, they understand hatred, and finally understand themselves in hatred.
The other party sighed,
"Actually."
“We have all carried out so-called revenge with anger and hatred again and again, and fought against them again and again, but in the end what we felt was not the pleasure of revenge but nothingness.”
"They have no wisdom, and our hatred does not respond. We even damage and destroy them, but what we get is a collapsed world."
"All their evil originates from instinct, to the point where there is no concept of evil. They exist and maintain the world at the same time."
"We are roaring to the sky and swinging our swords to the flowing wind."
Bahabali looked at the mithril sword that he had always carried around his waist: "So, my sword is useless?"
Other party: "Of course not, there will always be a need for strength and swords in this world."
"You can use it, but you can't live without it."
Bahabali: "Who are you?"
The other party said: "I am Helfas, welcome back, Bahabali."
He burst into tears, but said with a smile: "Welcome back, Lord Helfas."