Silent Crown Chapter 494: The so-called humans

No one has ever imagined that the ‘natural disaster plan’ for resisting natural disasters was actually inspired and promoted by natural disasters.

It's a perfect irony.

The natural disasters handed over the path to power to mankind, and mankind embarked on this path, even if the result was self-destruction.

"How should I say, this is really accidental."

Ludovich sighed: "I just ordered a few dying idiots to pursue the eternal life that belongs to natural disasters, and they gave me such a big surprise.

First, so many saints died without any effort on me, and then the most difficult one of all natural disasters was turned into a test subject...Finally, so many researched even me Surprising results.

What a good show, Ye Qingxuan.

The research results of the Holy City, I know even earlier than the Pope. Your confidentiality measures are completely transparent to me, and I don’t even need to speak up. Those people from the One-Heart Brotherhood will eagerly dedicate to me, asking me to show me the path to longevity and the future.

From then on, I couldn’t help but want to participate in this big show..."

"But, you find that if you want to be on stage, you must first get a human body."

Ye Qingxuan said blankly.

"Not bad."

Ludovich nodded and admired: "As expected of Mr. Holmes, the famous Avalon, the inference is wonderful, please continue."

So, Ye Qingxuan's gaze fell on him, "Ludovich should have died twenty years ago, but through what technology, the mysterious resurrection... is it your blessing?"

"No, this is the result of ‘Ludovic’’s own efforts. Let’s call the ‘me’ from decades ago Ludovic for the time being."

The old man stretched out his palm and showed him his body: "You see, it is feasible to use the flesh and blood of natural disasters to extend his life, and he has indeed returned to his youth.

Look, this body can survive for more than five hundred years. Although it looks aging, its vitality is incredible.

Now I can feel at any time that I have surging energy, endless ambition, and the greedy desire to hold the whole world in my hands.

After breaking through the limit of cell replication, humans will turn into such terrifying creatures. "

Ye Qingxuan has no expression on his face.

"So, when did Ludovich become ‘you’?"

So Ludovic's smile became more mysterious.

"Ye Qingxuan, I like human philosophers. I admire your logic and thinking. Because all thinking and logic are unavoidable and will enter the field under my control.

I once invited several scholars and philosophers who were seeking knowledge into the abyss, and invited them to visit my ontology. Unfortunately, they were all crazy, and now... they are all sages of the abyss? Well, this name is good, I like it very much, you see, this is human creativity, at least, you are good at naming names. "

Ye Qingxuan was unmoved, just reminded indifferently:

"You have digressed."

"Sorry, because the problems they envisioned are so fun."

Ludovich talked with interest: "For example, the brain in the tank, the white horse is not a horse, the cat in the box, and some people say that a foot is long, half of the day will last forever... Of course, these All the details."

He paused, and said meaningfully: "Among them, one of my favorite theories is a story called The Ship of Theseus."

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

He finally understood what Ludovich wanted to express.

"If a ship is constantly repaired from the beginning of the voyage, any broken parts are replaced. Then, after all the parts are replaced, is it not the original ship?

Similarly, if the personality that I have produced will replace Ludovic’s personality part by part, and my concept will cover his concept little by little...

So, since when did Ludovic cease to be Ludovic? "

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

In front of him, the old man smiled happily and spread his hands:

"The answer is Ludovic or Ludovic. But from the ascetic monk, Ludovic, to the incarnation of Hundred Eyes, Ludovic.

I'm still Ludovich, am I not? Ye Qingxuan.

From Ye Lanzhou’s technology, I acquired a personality recognized by humans, and from Ludovic’s dedication, I acquired a physical body that can walk on the ground.

I'm still me, but I'm a hundred-eyes again.

I am a human being, but at the same time I am the embodiment of natural disasters.

Even the best musicians can't find any loopholes in me, and even the sensitive reviewers can't find any natural disasters or demons in me.

For more than ten years, I have gradually replaced myself, and gradually replaced the core of the holy city from the inside out. Until now...I and this city have been completely complete.

I stepped onto the throne of mankind and became your spiritual leader and the shepherd of your souls. And you, willingly put your soul into my hands, and let me protect you through the dark canyon.

I am the Pope, Ye Qingxuan, and I am the Primordial Dark Pope Ludovic! "

"No, you are not."

Ye Qingxuan retorted coldly: "Even if you become the pope, will you learn fate?"

"What if you can't learn?"

Ludovich asked back, making Ye Qingxuan stunned.

"Don't be silly, Ye Qingxuan, the pope is just an identity, and destiny is just a pope's clothes, a sign!

The pope can choose clothes, but it is impossible to choose the pope for clothes. A **** pope, and a clown in clothes, which do you think the believers would bow down?

Besides... I am also an agent of a god, am I not? "

Ludovich smiled maliciously: "Isn't it right to make God's agent become pope? Don't you think that I can't compare to your vague beliefs and can't perform miracles for you?

No, all I can give you is more!

What the Pope could do in the past is not worth mentioning to me, and what they could not do is easy for me. For example..."

He confided that vocabulary enough to make everyone crazy:

"'Resurrection'!"

At that moment, a sudden panic swallowed Ye Qingxuan.

He imagined something he had neglected, shaking with that terrible possibility. But he didn't want to continue to imagine, forcing himself to cut off the horrible thought.

Just glared at Ludovic in front of him.

It's like being able to see the terrifying nature of the evil **** in it.

"You are struggling...what do you want to do?"

"Don't let me underestimate you, Ye Qingxuan."

Ludovich shook his head and sighed, and pointed to his head: "Move your mind and think. What I value most about you is your ability to think.

Go and think, Ye Qingxuan, think about it: To me like a human being like an ant, what on earth is there worth my effort?

What is it, to become the core of the holy city at all costs and sacrifice so much just to become the emperor among the ants? "

"Holy Blood..."

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but blurt out, and immediately, the confusion and confusion in his heart seemed to be split by a knife and an axe, and finally peeked into the hidden truth after layers of clues:

"No, not the sacred blood... is the sacred cauldron?!"

Silence.

Only Ludovich whispered emotionally: "Unfortunately, it's a bit short. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, for human shallow thinking, I can't understand my purpose after all."

Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell your true identity?"

"Who believes?"

Ludovich sneered.

He walked to Ye Qingxuan's side, raised his arm, hooked his shoulder, and pointed to the door behind him: "How about we play a game now?

Wait a minute, I will call the guards in, and we will correct each other as the incarnation of natural disasters. Who do you think they believe? "

"..."

Ye Qingxuan stopped talking.

It was as if the last strength was emptied, and he had nothing to do.

"Give up, Ye Qingxuan."

Ludovich said: "I know that you have been trying to use the ladder to convey the situation here. I also know that you have been imagining how to violently kill people and behead my incarnation here, even if you don’t hesitate to sacrifice yourself. . I know that you still have fighting spirit in your heart that has not been extinguished, even you did not notice it.

It doesn't matter, really, it will make this game more interesting. Even if you are interested, you can pretend to take refuge in me.

How about sacrificing a little of your dignity? In the long years to come, we can have countless hours to continue this game..."

He walked behind Ye Qingxuan, pressed his shoulders, made him sit on a chair, stretched out his hand, and pointed out the window.

Outside the window, the desolate scene has turned into a dark red river at some point.

The river was flowing like mist, and it didn't know where it came from or where it was going. It is difficult to glimpse its essence, nor can it understand the reason for its existence.

That is something that shouldn't appear in this world.

"Have you seen, Ye Qingxuan, this is the "Yellow Spring" I extracted from Dayuan."

Ludovich whispered in his ear: "You have been thinking about it for a long time, right? At the cost of resurrecting your mother, something like my allegiance."

Ye Qingxuan stared blankly at the dark red river.

In his eyes, the river reflects countless broken rays of light. In his gaze, among the countless twinkling reflections, a vague shadow slowly emerged, and in the end, it formed the silhouette that was enclosed in memory.

She turned her back to Ye Qingxuan, as if standing in the middle of the water, staring into the distance.

So familiar.

Ye Qingxuan's lips moaned, but he couldn't speak.

"Sure enough, there is a difference between imagination and reality, right?"

Ludovich sighed: "The determination to never face temptation is just a sand castle built by children.

Who has the courage to refuse when facing the desire? Ye Qingxuan, this is not to blame you, anyone is like this, anyone.

Now, what you desire is right in front of you.

She has been waiting for you for many years, don't let her wait any longer..."

"No."

Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and closed his eyes: "That's not her."

"That's her, Ye Qingxuan, don't lie to yourself."

Ludovich's voice became cold, cruel and cold: "Isn't your mother comparable to vain dignity and trivial persistence?

Isn't this what you dream of, Ye Qingxuan?

My generosity has been exhausted, my child, if you lose this opportunity, you will regret it for life! "

"Then let me regret it for life."

Ye Qingxuan's voice suddenly calmed down: "Even Dayuan can't reverse time, Ludovich, she is dead, you can't fool me.

There is no heaven and no **** in this world...Aren't you just laughing at the illusory existence of "soul"? What is the meaning of the so-called "Yellow Spring"? "

On the young man's shoulders, the old palms tightened.

It was like trying to crush his bones.

Because of Ye Qingxuan's offense, because of Ye Qingxuan's ignorance of good and bad, because of the disobedience and arrogance of mere mortals...

So, angry!

But Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing, laughing so hard that tears were almost streaming out.

"Ludovich, from the beginning to just now, you kept hitting me, shaking me, and confusing me for this moment, right?"

He opened his eyes and stared at the large French window in front of him, looking at the gloomy face Ludovich projected on the glass: "You want me to yield to you because of my mother.

But your so-called "resurrection" and the so-called "Yellow Spring" are just fakes! A scam that, once exposed, is not worth mentioning! "

Ludovich was silent.

For the first time, there was silence.

"The so-called ‘Yellow Spring’ is just the ‘record’ you extracted from your wish?"

Ye Qingxuan asked hoarsely: "That river, I'm afraid it's just the memory of the dead in this world!

What you have is just a library at best, so how can you take charge of the human spirit and put it in the name of sacredness? Don’t you really feel ashamed to get the worship of the ants in your mouth through ‘copy books’? "

Ludovich did not speak, his eyes lowered, but he could not conceal the gloom and hideousness in his pupils.

But Ye Qingxuan still smiled again, laughing very happily.

"What's the matter? It's annoyance and anger? What about your generous expression? What about your instructive tone? Ludovic, don't you pretend to be a noble? Where is your noble elegance?"

Ye Qingxuan asked in a low voice: "You don't want to talk? But I have a lot to say to you. Didn't you just ask me "what is a human"?

I don’t know what a human being is, but I can tell you what a human being is definitely not this kind of thing!

My mother is dead, even if you use her memory to remake her, all I get is a puppet, an illusion driven by you!

I don’t admit that my mother is such a fake. It's like I won't admit that you are human!

You are nothing but a monster in human skin! Even being Pope won't change much! "

In the dead silence, applause sounded.

Behind Ye Qingxuan, in the shadow that had been distorted into a vague darkness, there was crisp applause.

Ludovich's old face was revealed again from it, still graceful, still graceful, and after hiding his fury and tyranny in the gloom, he once again restored the pope's grace and nobility.

"Very good, Ye Qingxuan, very good."

He patted Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder and sighed sincerely: "You exceeded my expectations. Really, you also successfully resisted the temptation. You did better than I thought, even better than yours. My father is even better.

But have you ever thought of one thing..."

He bent down, looked at Ye Qingxuan's face, and said every word: "Even as you said, she is just a puppet after the resurrection.

Even so, I will resurrect her as a compliment to you.

The puppet who stands in the face of your mother, carries your mother's memory, carries your mother's character, and even thinks that he is your mother's puppet, will appear in brothels, houses and prostitutes all over the world.

She was played for free by those foul-smelling men, abused and humiliated by those who had admired her, she would continue to pick up customers when she was pregnant, and she would become a pure scumbag and ***** she returned Remember you, Ye Qingxuan, she still loves you so much, she just fell down like this day by day, and in the end, what will happen to you when you become a beggar's disdainful rotten meat? "

Ye Qingxuan looked at him indifferently, without anger or madness.

Just staring at him with pitch-black pupils.

"You dare not."

Ye Qingxuan moved forward, leaned close to his face, and told him: "Ludovich, your words successfully angered me, but you dare not, you dare not even let this happen.

Your personality allows you to understand how to master the weaknesses of mortals, but unfortunately, he did not give you courage.

You, no, dare. "

In the silence, Ludovich smiled:

"Why didn't I dare?"

"Then why are you paying such a high price to solicit me?"

Ye Qingxuan asked back: "I am not your father, Ludovic. Yes, I am a genius, I am the blood of heaven and man, I am the sword bearer of Angelu, I am the youngest in the world The half-step master.

But what about?

How can this be?

Where can I have such a great value, worthy of your promise of such a huge price, at all costs, even if you do this, you must make me succumb?

Ludovich, you answer me, why are you so expensive to solicit me? "

"With your mere mortal thinking, can you understand my intentions?"

Ludovich looked at him contemptuously: "After all, it is just an ant confined to the mortal womb. You can't even imagine my prototype."

"Don't take out the logic that you can't understand God."

Ye Qingxuan shook his head with disdain, and sneered: "Since mortals cannot understand gods and humans have no meaning to gods, why should gods appear in mortal worlds?

You came to this world at any cost, why do you use this ridiculous logic to hide your purpose? You might as well just say that you are in a good mood today and want to fulfill the wishes of a poor mortal! "

He paused for a while, with a narrow smile: "However, since you hide your head and show your tail like this, you might as well let me guess. Use your'most important' and my'thinking ability' to guess: you The reason why I want to recruit me at all costs..."

Ye Qingxuan said:

"Because Ye Lanzhou is still alive, right?"

"This is it?"

Ludovich sneered: "Interesting ideas, completely funny."

Obviously, he didn't get any answer, but Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laughed, happily like an old wolf stealing an old hen in front of the butcher, so happy that he burst into tears.

So Ludovich was stunned, his smile stiffened on his face, and soon it fell apart and became extremely hideous.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed a voice from his teeth:

"You lied to me?"

"Thank you for being a personification, Ludovich."

Ye Qingxuan wiped the tears from his laughter, almost happily about to be speechless: "Has anyone ever told you that a good heart musician will instinctively'profile' anyone around him" , Even if this person is the Holy Pope?

Congratulations, you are very successful as a "person", although your biggest failure is too much talk!

I am afraid that you have been pretending to be a fool for so long, relying on your ability to read your mind, you have never cared at all, have you?

You regard Ye Lanzhou as the object of thanks, but have you ever really understood him? Analyzing personality through micro-expression and profile writing, this is his housekeeping skill!

Okay, now you can deceive yourself. In fact, you were defeated by Ye Lanzhou, and it has nothing to do with the ant in front of you. It’s not because you are afraid of him that you recruited his son, wanting a shield..."

He looked at Ludovic’s distorted face recklessly, shook his head and sighed: "I'm really curious, what weakness and secret does he hold in your hands that make you such a rat-catcher?"

"Afraid? Me? Afraid?"

Ludovic’s expression wriggled, like a puddle of angry mud, and at the same time trying to squeeze out expressions of anger, ridicule, ferociousness, etc., but these expressions were stewed on his face. In this big pot, it became so disgusting.

This is the **** that mortal can't understand, leaning his fury towards Ye Qingxuan through the personified clone.

"Will I be afraid of Ye Lanzhou?!"

"Don’t be kidding, idiot! You don’t understand the gap between me and yours! Even if he masters my weakness, what about it? Even if he pays all the price, I won’t lose one. Shabby! It's a big deal to sleep for a hundred years!"

"It's a big deal to sleep for a hundred years?"

Ye Qingxuan sneered: "Don't be kidding you, right? You know, you can't bear the cost of sleeping for a hundred years, otherwise why should you be so careful?"

Ludovich stopped answering.

He didn't even bother to see Ye Qingxuan again.

The muddy, creepy face quickly returned to its former touch, still calm, looking wise and kind.

"I underestimate your arrogance and arrogance, Ye Qingxuan, it seems that this conversation is destined to be unable to continue."

He pretended to sigh with regret, "I want to congratulate you, you won this round.

You have wisdom that is rare among mortals. Unfortunately, your wisdom cannot save you, and you are still a prisoner.

Ye Qingxuan, there are many ways to control a person. Since you have rejected the best one, there will be no such gentle means waiting for you in the future. "

He sat back in his place, knocked on the table, and all the vision disappeared.

The setting sun that was about to drop to the horizon reappeared outside the window, shed a dim and ominous light.

The door was pushed open, and two figures with pitch-black mist walked in.

"Send him to Samuel."

Ludovich waved.

Samuel.

Ye Qingxuan frowned upon hearing this familiar name.

Soon, he recalled that the master of the advanced scepter failed and turned into a monster...

Ludovich smiled coldly and said, "Tell Samuel, this is the blood descendant I gave him. I really look forward to it. When this promising Mr. Ye will be transformed into inseparable After the blood monster, will it be as sturdy as it is now..."

The shackles are fastened again, and Ye Qingxuan will not allow Ye Qingxuan to resist.

He was violently pulled up from the chair and pulled out of the door, but when he was right in front of the door, he stopped, ignored the pulling of the shadow, just turned his head and looked behind the table.

"Hey, Ludovic, or that ghost over there."

"Huh?"

Ludovich raised his eyes, but saw Ye Qingxuan smile from the bottom of his heart.

He said, "Thank you."

But he didn't say anything to thank him.

Because they know each other well.

Thank you for the hardships you gave me, thank you for the truth you told me, thank you for telling me that you are the one who designed all of this... It is unclear whether it is a sincere gratitude, or is about to condense into real hatred and Killing intent.

"No thanks."

Ludovich sneered. But Ye Qingxuan still did not move, regardless of the pulling of the shadow and the blood marks on his wrists, he just looked at him and asked curiously:

"I don't know what kind of thank you gift you like?"

Ludovich glanced at him one last time and waved impatiently: "If you think you still have a chance..."

"No matter what you have prepared, I will wait."

Ye Qingxuan was pulled out, and the sound of footsteps disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Ludovich stood in front of the window, staring indifferently as he was pushed into the prison wagon, and then, a priest with a sword in black walked into the prison gate, drew his sword, and cleared everything alive. s things.

Also obliterated the last trace.

"After all, it is unbearable..."

Ludovich narrowed his eyes and turned away.

Leave a silence.

Under the surviving sunset, there was no sound in the office behind the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Only the three chairs beside the dining table reflect the last aftermath——

In the evening, someone opened the door in the antique shop.

Bai Xi was awakened by the sound of the bell on the door.

"Anyone?"

A strange voice asked.

In these days, Bai Xi rarely sleeps well and is always awakened by nightmares. Now she is lying on the counter in the shop, sleeping soundly. Hearing the sound, he burst into anger, impatiently picked up the things next to him, weighed it with satisfaction, and... smashed it over!

"Shut up!"

The heavy sterling silver candlestick burst into the air, letting out a stern whistling, and was caught in a thrilling manner by the person who came, and the sharp spikes almost pierced the eyes.

"Uh... I'm sorry, it seems I went wrong."

The visitor put down the candlestick in a jealousy, smiled awkwardly, and walked out, but after reading the sign again, he opened the door cautiously and moved his head in:

"That girl, I don’t seem to be wrong. Excuse me, is Hermes here?"

The awakened Bai Xi couldn't sleep anymore. She got up from the counter, wiped her saliva, and sat for a long time before reacting. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the visitor.

It was a dusty man, wearing a set of dirty clothes that didn't seem to have been washed for many years, and he couldn't see the original color anymore.

His face is blocked by a wide felt hat, and he is obviously hidden away from the light, but he instinctively feels that he should be soft and handsome.

"Who are you?" Bai Xi frowned in confusion.

"It's just an old customer."

The guest laughed dryly, threw the tattered backpack on his shoulders on the ground, rubbed his hands, and leaned to the fireplace to warm himself: "I haven’t come for so long, I didn’t expect the Holy City has become such a ghost. , I’ve been lost for a long time, it really freezes me to death...Ah, by the way, you are Bai Xi, right?

Bai Xi tilted his head and looked at him:

"Do you know me?"

The guest smiled, stretched out his dirty hand, and rubbed her hair, as if an elder saw a cute child, gentle and loving.

"I have heard of you, you are a good girl."

For some reason, Bai Xi didn't feel disgusted. On the contrary, he became a little happy. Even the depression and depression that had been going on for a few days disappeared.

"Is Hermes upstairs?"

The guest asked: "Tell him~ IndoMTL.com~ an old friend comes to pick up the deposit."

"What is it?"

Bai Xi glanced upstairs, curled his lips: "Sell that guy down, he will only talk to you nonsense, and then lie to you a lot of money, maybe he won't give you anything in the end.

You can tell me, if I know, give it to you directly. "

"Thank you so much, then."

The guest smiled embarrassedly, and gestured: "It's probably this big, packed in a jar. It's not particularly rare, but it's all over the street, but it's very important to me. .

In short, well..."

He paused, and said seriously:

"It's just a head." (To be continued.)

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