Inside The Black Mist Chapter 1642: Oracle

The Temple of Knowledge.

Kshatika finally saw the last part of the 'test paper'.

'Multiple choice questions.

The song of twenty-four solar terms is a small poem compiled for the convenience of memorizing the twenty-four solar terms in the ancient calendar. Autumn is cold and frost is falling, and winter is snowing and snowing, and winter is cold."

The first word of each poem represents the season, and each poem contains 6 solar terms in this season.

If you choose 2 solar terms from the 24 solar terms, the probability that these 2 solar terms are exactly in one season is ()

A 1/46

B 1/23

C5/23

D 1/6

.......

Looking at these glowing words, Shadika gritted his teeth and said, "I swear, I will kill you, Recorder!"

He had never been so angry.

Anger is anger, He still suppressed his anger, and answered the remaining 'test papers', all the remaining questions one by one.

After Shadiga finished answering the long 'examination paper', the light flickered, and a new text appeared: Now we will start counting the scores, please wait a moment.

Kshatika held his temper, and after a while, the text in the middle of the sky changed: Congratulations, your score is above the pass line, you can leave.

Squeak.

Kshatika heard the sound of the door opening.

He turned around, and saw a door appearing behind him.

The door opens slowly.

Kshatika did not wait for it to fully open, and slipped out through the crack of the door.

Keep your feet on the ground.

He came to the previous valley, with the remnants of the fire beside him.

But the recorder has long since disappeared.

The next moment.

The valley roared, the earth cracked and the sky collapsed.

Kshatika flattened the entire valley, and then let out a little breath of anger.

Then He looked up to the sky.

Looking around, he snorted and said, "Sure enough, those three humans have been rescued."

"The recorder is an old thing!"

Since he devoured the 'God of Deceit', his emotions have rarely fluctuated like this, with violent ups and downs.

Kshatika took a deep breath, calmed down, and thought about what to do next.

"The recorder encouraged me to deal with the 'stalker' before. He said that he was not afraid of hunting. I don't think so."

"The old guy is definitely using me again. If he wants me to make a move, it's best to die with the 'stalker'."

"After all, he is the man behind the scenes who planned the battle of the gods. It's not surprising that he has such a little thought. I won't be fooled."

"So, the plan is back to the beginning."

"The main event is to absorb other guys."

"Now that those people have been rescued, they should all become 'Ultimates' in the near future."

"Normally speaking, those guys feel threatened by me, so they should wake up as soon as possible."

"But why didn't they wake up?"

"Especially Xingtian's apostle, Xingtian should have woken up long ago."

"Can humans have a way to suppress the will of those guys?"

"Human......"

Kshatika looked into the distance: "Human affairs should be resolved by human beings."

He seems to have made up his mind.

Kshatika reached out and wiped the air.

The air vibrates.

The space was pulled up and down, and Shadiga walked in with one step.

Donglu, Fort Glory.

Zhao Xiong returned to his residence with tired steps.

He just attended a secret party.

A party of belief in 'darkness'.

I don't know when it will start.

The belief of 'darkness' suddenly spread among the people at the bottom of the fortress. This new belief believes that those black things that come in from behind the Clough Gate are the salvation of all beings.

Zhao Xiong is not very interested in such beliefs.

But go to the party and get food.

This is the motivation for Zhao Xiong to attend the party.

There are food rations in Kornstand, but they are far too low.

The daily portion is not enough for Zhao Xiong's family.

They are only able to squeeze three meals a day into one.

In the past few days, his son has been crying almost every day because he doesn't have enough to eat.

So Zhao Xiong went to the party when he heard that more food could be obtained from the party.

Sure enough.

He got a bag of food, enough to feed his family for a week, without having to squeeze down to one meal.

At least, you can eat two meals a day!

On the road.

Zhao Xiong remembered the speech of the party initiator.

"Brothers and sisters, wake up."

"Do you really think they care about us?"

"No, now we still have food rations, because we can still work and have value?"

"But what they give, what they give, can't even feed our children!"

"Do you think those officials, those big men will be the same?"

"Will you share weal and woe with us?"

"No, they have a lot of fish and meat, and they have enough food every day."

"There's even good wine!"

"Their quality of life will not change at all, and this is based on the premise of squeezing us."

"Is this fair?"

"Instead, those black angels descended from behind the Clough Gate."

"They're absolutely fair."

"They will give everyone a just death."

"I am like this, you are like this, and so are those who **** our blood."

"This is the real fairness!"

"Believe me, the black angel is here to purify the world, eliminate all injustice, and create a better country."

"Or, do you want your children and grandchildren to live the same life as you?"

"Would you like to?"

In his mind, the phrase 'torture' still echoed in Zhao Xiong's heart.

He stopped suddenly.

He looked at the bag in his hand.

Looking up again, the eyes have changed slightly.

The next few days.

Zhao Xiong often goes to that party.

He becomes aggressive, becomes fanatical.

That's it.

On this day, he was received by the party initiator.

The initiator was a man in a wheelchair, about fifty, with blankets over his knees.

Zhao Xiong knew that his legs were amputated, and whenever it rained, he would be sore.

He said excitedly: "Zhao Xiong, last night, the gods were moved by our sincerity and responded."

"Look."

He lifted the blanket, and now there were two legs growing out of those two empty trouser legs.

Zhao Xiong couldn't believe his eyes.

"It's true, if you don't believe me, touch it." The initiator took Zhao Xiong's hand and pressed it on his leg.

Zhao Xiong felt the touch of flesh and blood.

He was excited: "This is real, not a mechanical prosthesis, my God, how is this possible."

"This is a miracle!"

The initiator said piously: "The gods also issued an oracle."

"He said that the Church of Radiance is brewing a conspiracy, and he said that more gods will wake up."

"But it was stopped by the Radiant Church."

"He hopes that we can conduct an investigation to find out what method the Radiance Church used to prevent the recovery of the gods."

"I have decided to entrust you with this great task."

"Because I remember, you worked in the church."

"God said, who can complete this sacred task."

"He will be given eternal life, let him witness more miracles and become his messenger."

Zhao Xiong kept nodding: "No problem, I can do it."

"Thank you, thank God."

"By the way, what is the name of the god?"

The initiator said very piously: "He is the redeemer, the great pillar, and he calls himself Shadika!"

.......

The city of hearts.

The night is like water.

Xitong appeared in his castle.

She stands on the tallest tower.

Overlooks the city.

The size of the city has shrunk by more than half.

And you can see the gorgeous and dark buildings in the city.

Every once in a while.

There are buildings that start to become transparent, and after a while, disappear completely.

This means that the abomination corresponding to that building was originally recovered.

"Your Highness, it's time."

Hajime's voice sounded from the side.

Xi Tong, who appeared in the form of a girl, closed her eyes.

After a while, he nodded and said, "I see."

A Ban knelt down, smiled and said, "Your Highness, let me be the first to return."

"Okay."

Xi Tong turned around and looked at the little boy: "Thank you for the time."

Ah Yi bowed his head: "It is my honor to serve His Highness."

Xi Tong stretched out his hand and placed it on Ah Yi's head: "I will remember you."

Ah Yi raised his head, eyes full of joy.

Subsequent.

His whole body exuded a hazy brilliance, which finally shrunk into an irregular spot of light.

Like pieces of a puzzle.

Submerged into Xitong's palm.

Xi Tong clenched her palm tightly, feeling the temperature in her palm.

Then turn around.

Facing the city of the heart.

Subsequent.

Her voice resounds in every corner of the city of hearts.

"My fellow citizens."

"Have you all noticed it?"

"Yes, the original has recovered."

"He is not willing to recognize us as independent individuals."

"He is recycling us, recycling each of us."

"He wants to return to his original posture."

All over the world.

Sky, sea, earth.

No matter what type of abomination.

Regardless of rank is high or low.

They all stop all movement.

He showed an expression of attentive listening.

Xitong's voice is ringing in their hearts.

"A long time ago, he ignored our wishes and let us appear in this world."

"And now, he also ignores our wishes and wants to take us all back."

"But we are not beasts."

"We are all individuals."

"We have the right to choose the path we want to go."

"We are not original tools!"

"When you need it, pick it up."

"When you don't want it, throw it away!"

"I want to fight against Yuan Chu, and I have indeed fought against him."

"But unfortunately, I can't get an overwhelming advantage."

"So now, I need you to make a choice."

"If you are willing to return and be my help, then I allow you to keep your will and continue to live in the new city of hearts until the day I face death."

"If you don't want to, I won't force you, but then, you have to be careful."

"Yuanyuan will definitely not let you go."

"So, choose!"

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