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"……maybe."

The pope answered simply.

He was silent for a while, and then added: "But there is only one thing... It's not that I don't want to trust others.

"The accumulated group wisdom may be based on the group. But it may also be that more mistakes have been accumulated... The children of your era have never read history. In history, all kinds of mistakes made by ancient humans Self-healing behaviors are all carried out through the survival of the fittest and the survival of the fittest.

"Even if the time is infinitely extended, the wisdom of the crowd is by no means the first choice. At best, it can only say, 'This will not be the worst result'. But what we need must be 'the best Even if it is only a little bit short, it will cause huge losses. Because there is only one chance for the "Final Trial", this is not like a game, and you can load the file if you choose the wrong one.

"That's why I can't trust people. Because I already know they can't make the best choice. Then I'd rather trust myself—"

"But you yourself still can't make the best choice."

"Yes."

"So, you are just deceiving yourself... You are like this, indulging in the 'fantasy' for a long time. Sitting and watching this world, driving into the abyss like a train on the wrong track."

Russell's gaze was meaningful: "Perhaps, you have already been polluted by illusions?"

Hearing this, the Pope suddenly raised his head and looked straight at Russell.

As if realizing something, his pupils shrank suddenly and trembled violently.

"Change the subject."

Russell chuckled, and his tone gradually became less respectful and equal to the status of the Pope: "If I continue talking, I may accidentally kill you.

"I don't want you to die here... let's talk about werewolves.

"You just said very clearly that the purpose of the werewolves is to carry out the 'icon vandalism'... I am not talking about the vandalism of the icon in the news. It is just a warning and a notice you issued to the company.

"What you really have to do is to arouse the sense of resistance in people's hearts. The company domesticates human beings, anesthetizes them without fear... What you have to do is to make people clearly aware that the end is coming.

"But you don't want people to overthrow the company and bring chaos; nor do you want people to break away from the company's rule and start carnival-like autonomy in the coming apocalypse. There is no righteousness in your actions...you just I just hope that people can use their own blood to wear down the authority of the head office and pollute their whitewashed peace.

"What you want is for the church to be the 'saviour,' right?"

"……more or less."

The Pope sighed, his figure blurred for a moment.

In the end, he turned into Lycaon again, and sat on the seat decadently: "I thought that what I did was correct..."

"There is no right or wrong in this world, Lycaon."

Russell defeated the longest-lived "human" in the world just by words, but Russell didn't have the slightest pride.

His eyes can even be said to be "gentle".

"Do you really think that the head office knows nothing about the 'Werewolf Project'?"

Russell asked back.

Hearing this, Lycaon raised his head in astonishment: "You mean... no, it is indeed possible..."

"Yes. Chongguang Island is not ruled by the board of directors, but controlled by the three sages.

"Then, if the three sages knew about the werewolf plan... what attitude would they have?

"The answer is simple. It's 'real,' but it's not beautiful.

"He's got people to seek the truth, and he's got the corporate-built lie distorted. But there's no order to it, and there's bound to be chaos.

"Then the question now is, is it good? If it is good, then it will be supported by the Three Sages, otherwise it will be opposed by them."

Russell said meaningfully what Alice once said: "'You can give them your love, but you can't give your thoughts, because they have their own thoughts; you can shelter their bodies, but not their souls' .for their souls dwell in the House of Tomorrow, a place you cannot visit even in your dreams.'

"Do you understand? In fact, you are only one step away from the support of the three sages. Because you have subconsciously modified their personalities and transformed their memories. Just like you create angels... you don't think There's nothing wrong with that, it's like you're commanding the church to be pure for your own sake, because the sacrifices you think you can make others should be able to make too.

"The mistakes of the 'Werewolf Project' are the same as you who only know part of the truth-always only a little bit, just a step away.

"So far, you will be able to achieve salvation; so far, you will be able to feel refreshed. But just a little bit... you will be able to achieve victory. But you stop at the door of victory, and after getting comfort, you will not go on.

"Your Excellency 'just a little bit'...do you understand now? Where exactly did you fail, and why did I win."

Chapter 80 Endowed with the genius of the hero, but without the will to be realized

That answer is true and cruel, but it is not beautiful.

Russell's evaluation of the Pope is the same as the evaluation of the "Werewolf Action" initiated by the Pope by the Three Sages.

"Lykaon" scratched his messy and greasy hair in a somewhat decadent manner, and groaned as if he couldn't poop.After thinking hard for a moment, he suddenly raised his head, brought his head closer, and stared at Russell closely, as if trying to read the answer from his eyes.

This action is very similar to that of Lycaon.

Every time he encountered difficulties and was asked by Russell a difficult problem that he could not solve, he would always show such an expression.

To the average person, such a move might not seem very friendly.Because he looked a bit like he was questioning the other party, and he seemed to be angry because of the other party's question.

But he wasn't actually malicious.The ferocious look in his eyes was actually because when he was thinking hard, he subconsciously exerted force on his face, which made him look ferocious.

Those who knew the bottom line had no pressure on this, but sighed with some nostalgia, and their eyes became gentler.

After talking about the problems of His Excellency the Pope, it is time to mention his merits a little bit.

This is also the evidence that the pope's promotion did not swallow Lycaon at all——

Just like every sunset, Morgan and Blue Robin always appear in Russell's mind...or in other words, the shadows of "Shirley" and "Phila" when they were young.

Their existence, their past, and the relationship between them are all deeply imprinted in Russell's mind, permanently melted, and form part of Russell's overall personality.

——It's the same as the relationship between "Andrew" and "Lycaon".

"No wonder you have such a good relationship with Shea. Even though Shea violated taboos and defected from the church openly, she is still willing to accept him back."

Russell sighed deeply: "Because you are the same kind of people."

Alone with pride, weak with fear;

Cover up confusion with pain, and use the ultimate sacrifice to atone for your sins.

"—Because you are all just fragile mortals spiritually."

In this world, many failures are due to the lack of sufficient "talent".

But they are different.

"You all have the talent to change the world, the talent to reach the peak, no matter what, it's not your turn to say that you lack talent..."

Russell said softly.

Sheath is undoubtedly the most talented group of people - he solved the dangers he encountered when he was a child, and later joined the Tower of Babel and became an important member. Just as a bodyguard and teacher, he can get great Miss Alice loves wholeheartedly. After entering the church, she was favored by the general and the pope. She was promoted to bishop in just a few months, and she was able to get in touch with the most taboo angel halo of the church...

After he defected, he was still able to walk on land, contact mad mages, survive from them, get their help, and transform himself; dragon.So far, neither the Seven Giants nor the Tower of Babel have been able to find the strongest assassin of mankind.

But his heart is still fragmented, confused and innocent, no different from a child.

The same goes for Andrew.He independently developed a subconscious device called "God's Descending Device" and created an army of mechanical angels, which allowed the defeated church to counterattack in one fell swoop. It can be said that he alone can monopolize nine become.

Afterwards, he was also the one who won the smallest floating fortress for the church and transformed it into a "temple"; The power of the Holy Order has been developed to the limit.For more than a hundred years, it has continuously supervised the Cyber ​​Church so that it will never deteriorate.

Even the name elves at the top of the church have not discovered that their pope is always the same person.They all thought that this was brainwashing from the angel rank of "savior", but they didn't realize that it was actually a kind of sacrifice, a kind of spiritual immortality.

Andrew is the real thing—a great man who reversed history and created the era with only one person.

His Excellency the Pope, who can be called "promoted", is equally fragile.He was vaguely aware of the truth but dared not accept it. He only wanted to stay in the comfort zone and deceive himself with false hopes...as if he could solve the problem as long as he was willing to make sacrifices.

In this world, anyone can say that they lack "talent".

Only they can't.

"Although you all have amazing talents, you don't have the strong heart to control these talents. This is also a kind of mediocrity. You have the genius of heroes, but you don't have the will to realize them."

Russell said slowly: "I think from the bottom of my heart—even if it's the only 'half-elf' inferior in the world, or my fiancee Delphinium. Even you, Lycaon, my friend... …you are all stronger than the sheath or the ascension.

"Because you know your way. Because you can recognize and accept your own weakness, because you allow yourself to be wrong...because you know that you are willing to make sacrifices even when they mean nothing; not delusions Solve problems through sacrifice.

"Because you are still willing to try when your own strength is insufficient. Because in this world, the courage to live is sometimes better than death; because there are always things in this world that are more important than the result of 'success'—that It is the true heart that dares to face the pain.

"Heroes are not those who are sacrificed, and heroes are not those who are strong. A hero is not an unattainable icon, not a thank you who sacrifices his life, nor is he more powerful in the name of a savior , nor heroes with brute strength. They may be heroes or they may not be.

"People name heroes as great men, and pass on the deeds of heroes to the world to express their respect, gratitude, and admiration—but this is not to encourage people to do these things. It is not to promote that as long as these great deeds are completed Be a 'hero' and save others and the world.

"That's just selling pain, blinding others with dreams and sweet words. He taught people to always look up, but never let people look down again; he taught people how to be strong until death, but he didn't teach people How to live weakly. It seems that if you are not strong enough, you deserve to suffer, and life without success is meaningless..."

Having said that, Russell suddenly paused.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of many people.

In his mind, there were many people's appearances——

【——I am her instinct of self-destruction, I was born to die for cleanliness.When she was about to end it all, she was still too weak to kill anyone.So I won't hurt anyone...as long as 'Xiao Liuli' can die cleanly. 】

Even after saying such sad words, not a single tear fell from the broken glass prosthetic eye of the "caged bird".

【—So I'm...in hell...】

Just one step away from saving Russell's Paradise Bird, the halo that can heal others was shattered by Quan Shu's shot.

Her kindness and kindness were destroyed without any value, and the only meaning given to her life so far was easily crushed.

Seeing her friend and benefactor dying in front of her eyes, but as a healer, she was helpless.

【So I am... such a stupid child...】

She fell to the ground, her voice choked and tears of despair streaming down slowly.

【—I regret it so much】

In the dim downtown area, relying on the gloomy light of the surrounding factories, Morgan focused on looking at the fake wearing the "Blue Robin" shell beside him, and said faintly: [The heart hurts like being bitten by poisonous insects]

【If I prevented him from becoming a singer at that time, wouldn't it be the case now? 】

[We can lie on the grass at home or at school at noon.He can lie on my lap and I stroke his hair to lull him to sleep.Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, listening to the music he sang...]

Tears slipped silently from the corners of Morgan's eyes and dripped from his chin.

Her eyes gradually filled with tears, and her voice, which had been calm all this time, gradually collapsed.

【I'm so sorry...】

Chapter 81 There is only one kind of heroism in this world

Russell closed his eyes and was silent for a while.

When he opened his eyes again, the slightly moist eyes that contained complex emotions made Lycaon's heart tremble.

— He had never seen Russell look like this.

Russell's emerald green pupils are always very clean, as if they can reflect all the colors in the world and everyone's heart.

But now Russell seems to have the lives of a thousand people flowing in his eyes.

He looked like he wanted to cry, but he felt relieved and peaceful; he seemed to be happy, but full of despair; he hated something, but he felt happy.

That is similar to but different from the fusion of "Andrew" and "Lycaon"...another way of bearing the lives of others.

"I've seen a lot of people cry in front of me."

Russell's voice was slightly hoarse: "They may be powerless, they may be painful, or they may be weak. They may be on the wrong path, or no one will remember their names until they die. They have no talent, and they cannot choose their own lives. They are Fate pushes away, like a child drowning in the river.

"But I think they are all heroes. No one remembers them, but I remember them; no one thinks they have value, and they became an irreplaceable part of me.

"—Heroes need no tombstone. I am their epitaph.

"For there is but one kind of heroism in this world: to see the world as it is—and to love it.

"Live seriously, die cleanly. Remember what you should remember, regret what you should regret. Laugh when you are happy, cry when you are sad. Brave yourself when you do good deeds, and be honest when you go the wrong way. Acknowledge your mistakes, and don't add any extra value to your own life and death.

"That's why I hate that His Excellency the Pope, and that man.

"This is why I am still willing to sit down and talk with you, Lycaon. I told His Excellency the Pope many secrets, but he finally set his sights on the 'Egg of Dusk'. It seems that in all this, Only the Egg of Dusk has value... nothing needs to be valued but my uniqueness.

"But you are not quite our powerful and wise His Excellency the Pope who longs for self-sacrifice, is unattainable, and hopes to save the world...you are also my friend Lycaon.

"If it was Lycaon, he wouldn't lie to me here. Because he would know that he did something wrong."

The golden cat stared at the wolf who was a little embarrassed, a little depressed, and a little confused.

Just like they were in the past.

Just like they are still classmates, or friends.Sitting under the bright sunshine, drinking tea and chatting.

After a long silence, Lykaon slowly lowered his head.