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Chapter 1217: One Thousand Two Hundred and Fourteen [That is the voice you speak to me. ]

There are many religious paintings on the walls. The guards are tight, and there are knights standing guard every few steps.

Su Mingan heard some noises coming from the rooms on both sides. He listened through the crack in the door and instantly moved away as if he had been electrocuted.

...What kind of castle is this? Why are you... in broad daylight?

He learned his lesson and only stared at the places with red circles. Five minutes later, he found a hall at the end of the corridor and heard the vibration of the space barrier.

——The place that can be protected by the space barrier must be very critical.

He approached cautiously, using his passive spatial perception to slowly pass through the barrier.

"Boom."

After passing through the barrier, he looked through the gap in the window and saw the scene inside—

...!
His eyes widened in disbelief.

The candlelight flickers and the red silk is rolled up.

The scarlet blood flows like red wine, and the internal organs are like crushed rose petals.

Twelve figures dressed in formal dance dresses sat around the dining table, sharing a body.

They were silent and their postures were dignified, as if it were a solemn feast.

A strong smell of blood rushed towards him, and Su Mingan's face turned pale. He witnessed with his own eyes - this group of elegant eaters picked up their knives and forks and put the meat and blood into their mouths.

Blood stained the white tablecloth, and black hair flowed on the dining table. And Su Mingan saw clearly that the person being eaten had black hair and black eyes, which was his true appearance. But the body did not look like his own, it was the product of a head and body forcibly spliced ​​together.

His eyes were wide open, as if he died with his eyes open.

Why is there a body with my own face here?
The candlelight flickered on the faces of the guests, and the twelve people looked solemn, as if they were on a pious pilgrimage.

The sight before him made him feel nauseous, and the half-remaining "self" was a strong visual shock. He slowly stepped back and suddenly looked at the wall - he realized that there were similar scenes in the religious murals on the walls of the castle.

Although they are artistic, the paintings of fanatic worship can vaguely see their own black eyes, which are depicted in thick brushstrokes. Most of them are scenes of people worshiping these images.

After walking a few steps, he saw the busy servants who collected his bones, decorated them with roses, and placed them in a glass cabinet. The collection room was already full of such white skeleton "artworks".

…What kind of perverted Lovasa are you?

He got goosebumps all over his body and went back to his room.

At this moment, there was an unexpected knock on the door, which startled him.

He straightened his expression: "Come in."

A young man with blond hair and blue eyes pushed open the door. His slightly long hair was neatly tied to his ears, and he wore a low ponytail. He was wearing a moon-white robe and a frosted gemstone on his waist. When he walked in, the silver hairband behind his head fluttered slightly.

The blond young man glanced at him, as if he hadn't noticed that he had been out before: "Let's go, Your Highness, it's time."

Su Mingan followed without asking any more questions.

……

The blond young man led him out of the castle, covered with a cloak, and no one stopped him along the way.

The Cavaliers followed from a distance, as if they were afraid that Su Mingan would run away.

This was the first time Su Mingan had seen a street that looked like something out of another world. Red slate, blue and crimson buildings, and the sound of bagpipes in the air.

The misty colony islands in the sky float leisurely, occasionally passing by traces of the Celestials and Dragonborn, attracting the envious glances of the creatures on the surface.

The wolves and sheep on the street were drinking fire wine arm in arm, spitting fire as they drank. The winged birds were flying high into the sky with bricks in their hands, using their bodies to replace the elevator.

The half-elves and humans at the street stall were discussing heatedly around a piece of cloth:
"This must be the bath towel of the legendary great devil Perro! Look at the pattern and color, it is a rare item from Arthas Hell. This is a treasure smuggled out by the [Treasure Thieves of the Heavens] after seven or eight goblins died!"

"Do you think I don't know history? The great devil Perro was betrayed by his own son in the Battle of Eden and fled to the Twilight Realm a long time ago. How dare you sell me fake goods——"

Su Mingan walked and watched. He had dreamed of traveling to another world when he was watching anime, but he never thought that it would come true one day.

He opened the live broadcast room.

In an instant, the barrage of comments flooded in from the upper right corner of the field of vision, and the audience was thirsty.

【First! 】

【OMG, it’s finally open! 】

[The live broadcast room was not open just now, I thought something happened, I was shocked. ]

[Has Su Mingan chosen his race? I want to see the Zerg Queen, I want to see the Zerg Queen!! (Throwing a tantrum) (Rolling on the ground) (Making a scene)]

[Hehe, Mingan... Mingan...]

[Why does he look like a human? So ordinary? ]

[The dungeon has just been opened, let me make a prediction - in the previous life, the human emperor Su Mingan died in the persecution of foreign races. In this life, he wants to change his fate! Before his death, he signed a contract with the World Tree and reincarnated as an ordinary human, with eight shackles and seals. The moment his seal is lifted, all living beings will tremble at his feet! Luowasha, your emperor is back! ]

[No, no. It should be like this - Su Mingan is the god who controls the dimension. He went back a thousand years, separated his "goodwill", and accumulated "evil" from generation to generation, making Yunshang City rise to the sky! ]

[You have become the shape of the world game (happy)]

[Ming An has turned into white hair (sad)]

[This world must be ten thousand years after Praia. If not, I will eat Dafen live.]

……

Su Mingan stared at the barrage for a while.

It was nothing, mainly because the PTSD left over from the old world was too severe. He wondered if it was something like a god typing on the keyboard. However, the routine of the world game was generally not played a second time, so this should be a real bullet screen.

"——Excuse me, excuse me!"

On the street, a giant ragdoll cat, three meters tall, rode away in a cloud of dust, with a bunch of monkeys sitting on it. The monkeys were surrounding a banana that was one and a half meters long.

...Wait, Big Banana?
Su Mingan immediately looked up, but could only see the ragdoll cat's big tail shaking.

At this time, the blond young man introduced him: "They are the Banana Tribe who live in the Forest of Freshness, a race protected by the Angel of Harvest Candice. Hongta is a large country with many different races. These Banana Tribe are probably here for tourism."

He placed his hand on his chin, his blue eyes flashing with interest: "However, since we have been targeted by a group of monkeys, once we leave the capital, they will probably take action."

"...Take action?" Su Mingan repeated.

The young man smiled and said, "That's more than just robbery. It's... a deeper harm."

Eat it?
Su Mingan suddenly realized that even the food he had just seen included blue phoenix marrow and hell beef. They should all be intelligent creatures, no different from humans, but they were slaughtered and served on the table.

The colorful races also mean the existence of a distinct food chain.

"No one will care." The young man seemed to read his thoughts: "You see, even if most people on the street saw it, no one would remind the banana. The inexperienced banana can only pay a heavy price for its credulity. Even if it disappears, no one will care about a banana."

"Some species are born to be eaten, but some are swallowed up in one gulp, while others are eaten slowly throughout their lives. From the moment they are born until they grow old, they are always on the road to being eaten."

"Have you heard of the lettuce tribe? Most of them are raised in the backyards of the higher races, working for them all their lives. When they grow a little, they cut off some to eat. Anyway, the lettuce will grow back, so it doesn't matter how you peel it alive. As long as you keep enough lettuce seeds, there will be a constant supply of lettuce to eat."

"And no matter how much the lettuce grows, it's still lettuce. It can't mutate into peppers or piranha plants, so they can never escape this shackles and can only be food forever."

Su Mingan frowned. He knew that every world had deep-rooted diseases. Luo Vasha's disease was just not as obvious as that of the old world. But it was difficult to cure.

This disease does not originate from the characteristics of each world, but is called "human". As long as there are living things, this universal disease will never disappear.

"so……"

As he reached the corner, the blond young man pressed the brim of his hat to hide his face even lower.

“Don’t trust others at any time.”

"You don't know if they are 'monkeys' or 'bananas'. You don't know if they will hurt you behind your back."

"The Celestials, who seem to be compassionate, particularly like to eat jellyfish in the sea. Their compassionate faces also reveal bloody fangs. Many races rely on eating to become stronger, and humans are at the bottom of the food chain."

…It’s too dangerous.

Su Mingan looked at the magnificent sun and moon sky again, but he no longer felt it was beautiful. Many of those excited players had probably paid a heavy price.

The young man looked at his expression and smiled: "It seems that you are indeed a jellyfish who has not experienced much of the world."

Su Mingan pointed at himself: "Jellyfish?"

The young man nodded: "Jellyfish are more likely to be eaten than humans and are at the bottom of the food chain. So you'd better keep this identity hidden."

Su Mingan seemed to be thinking about something.

He didn't see the flash of red in the blond young man's eyes.

……

[After Lu Shu woke up, he found himself in a gorgeous palace, with scarlet sheets covered with flower petals and the air filled with the intoxicating scent of red wine.]

【He is a vampire marquis. 】

[The vampires live on the remote Crescent Island, but most of them mingle among the crowd. Although there are vampire hunters to check and balance them, the vampires can always hunt innocent people. ]

[At this time, the blood clan held a meeting, and Lu Shu participated. ]

……

Lu Shu frowned as he read his own story.

...doesn't seem like a very interesting story.

Candlelight burned on the long table, and around the table sat more than thirty vampires, their faces obscured by black mist. Even in front of their own kind, vampires would not easily reveal their faces.

"According to the prophecy of the great Lord of the Abyss, Restori, the [Rin Clan] will revive in the near future." said a black shadow.

Lu Shu had heard of the Lord of the Abyss, Restori, who was a third-level god worshipped by the blood race and ruled over the Sea of ​​Desire, the Twilight Realm, and the Crescent Island. Although he had no idea what these words meant, it was enough to know that this god was very powerful.

"【Rin Clan】? A new word." Another shadow spoke, a child's voice.

"That was a race of gods from long ago, even higher than dragons, angels, and demons." An old voice said, "The current [Temple] forces are spread across the five planes - they believe in the Supreme God, the Lord of Falsehood, Tosolius. They believe that the World Tree is the incarnation of the Lord of Falsehood in the human world, and the [Rin Clan] is a race of gods created by the Lord of Falsehood himself."

"Whenever Luowasha faces a crisis, the World Tree will differentiate into the [Rin Clan] to save the world from danger."

"The [Rin] have the blood of God in their bodies. They have saved Rovasha many times and are destined to save the world. They are like the children of the Lord of Falsehood."

The child's voice laughed: "Such a powerful race of gods, why did they disappear?"

The old voice said: "One theory is that the [Rin Clan] will only give birth to three people at a time, and they are the three sons. When the crisis is over, the World Tree will take them back. Another theory is that... the [Rin Clan] is too good, and once the world crisis is over, people will cross the river and destroy the bridge..."

There was silence at the table.

The childlike voice said excitedly: "So it can be eaten."

Their first reaction is not to feel angry, but to think about whether they can get involved.

"There is another theory." The Rose Alien beside Lu Shu, Modesti, spoke up. This Eternal Night Rose was dripping with blood, and its red skirt was flowing with blood: "It was the Holy Temple who killed their Son of God. They don't want to see anyone oppressing them. Faith is just a tool, and power is eternal."

"An interesting statement." The female voice said, "When a crisis comes, they believe wholeheartedly. When the crisis is over, they immediately open their bloody mouths... This is quite consistent with the hearts of Luowasha."

"Who needs God when the disaster is over?"

"[Game Day] is coming, and the world crisis will start again. So, will the World Tree give birth to a new third son of the [Rin Clan]?"

"I'm afraid it will be in the next few days. I heard that about 500 million ghosts from other worlds have come to our plane. They are probably summoned by the Lord of Illusion to help Luowasha overcome the crisis."

"As long as we swallow the [Rin Clan], won't we be the new race of God?"

"Many races think the same way. Thousands of races have gathered around the roots of the World Tree."

Lu Shu listened anxiously.

He knew with his eyes closed that Su Mingan must be of this race. It seemed that Su Mingan was still buried under the tree.

No, he wanted to dig him out.

When the vampires were discussing who would wait and see, Lu Shu raised his hand.

"I go."

At this moment, he suddenly heard a system prompt:
……

"Ding dong!"

[Your story line interacts with "Su Ming'an".]

【The "Inspiration Fusion" module has been opened. 】

[When your story lines intersect, you can share inspiration and form a "multi-line narrative" story. 】

……

"Ding dong!"

[You obtain the Drama Memory Lens·"Act 1·Liu Jin's first visit to Hongta Country, the Blood Clan discusses the game day"]

【Excellence: C-】

[Thrilling level: D]

[Depth: C]

[Elements: passion, reality, playing dumb, cultivation]

[Comprehensive score: 11]

【Subordinates: Su Mingan, Lu Shu. 】

……

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③ The Treasure Thieves of the Universe: They travel between the five planes and are good at using sweet words to steal other people's treasures. They believe in Yuri, the god of trade, but Yuri never recognizes this group of robbers.

(End of this chapter)