Chapter 479 478 “Him”’s Revelation

Chapter 479 478. "Him"'s Revelation

"This breath, this unique magic fluctuation, and..." The worm raised its head and looked at the flesh and blood chariot behind Lu Yu, "No mistake, this is the same shape as the mural, this posture that even they are in awe of, you are our inspirer, a god!"

Shu Yu patted the flesh and blood chariot and whispered: "It seems to know you?"

The flesh and blood chariot waved its tentacles repeatedly, indicating that it had never eaten such a strange race. They looked like they had no flesh and blood, just a stretched slime.

Lu Yu was completely confused, the mural, the awe-inspiring posture... What are these? Before he officially entered the sixth level, due to the limitation of magic power, the flesh and blood chariot was summoned only a few times. In the limited occasions, he did not remember the existence of this worm-like monster.

"Could it be Orcus?" He couldn't help thinking.

"We are just small servants trying to follow your great steps, fools who are eager to embrace the revelation you have given us without knowing our own strength. Our limited and weak prayers cannot make you feel our piety. God... forgive our offense..."

While the worm was stagnant, Lu Yu asked: "I want to know where the murals you mentioned are?"

"Underground palace." The worm replied, "It's in the underground palace."

Lu Yu was stunned for several seconds, and he confirmed in disbelief: "The underground palace refers to... the underground palace of the goblins in Yas?"

"We are humble and have no knowledge of our position. Since we have As soon as I became conscious, it was dark all around. I had to struggle to wriggle in the soil to find the stone chips and crystal particles that I depended on for survival. My Lord God... The underground palace is all our lives. We know nothing about the world outside. "

The worm shivered and lowered his head: "In the innate knowledge, we only know that the race above our heads is called goblin... This is the roar of another group of life rushing into the underground palace."

Lu Yu's scalp was a little numb. He swallowed his saliva and wanted to signal the worm to sit down, but after seeing its crystallized lower body, he had to stop talking awkwardly.

Listening to the worm's description, Lu Yu struggled to sort out the whole story.

In addition to goblins, there are also a large number of monsters living in the underground palace of Yas. They generally have low intelligence and most of them are enslaved and hunted.

With the advantage of digging holes, the worms lived cautiously under the underground palace built by the goblins. Their sensitivity to danger prevented them from being discovered during the reign of the goblin king Solan. The goblin king Chacha was not as powerful as Solan, and he could not detect that there was a small group of residents under his feet.

One of the treasures that the studious Solan left to his people was to guide them to explore Lu Yu's summoning technique. Chacha, who was eager to reproduce the flesh and blood chariot, organized his people to explore, but he could not obtain the flesh and blood chariot.

The worms hiding in the dark quietly observed their actions, recorded their knowledge, and then returned to the deeper underground to record the knowledge of summoning in the form of stone carvings.

They did not know where this knowledge would lead them. In order to survive and continue their race, the worms instinctively imitated the strong.

Just like humans back then, they followed the monsters who first realized the magic power and completed the transformation, and found the way to enter the magic age.

Although the worms imitated the goblins, they did not really worship the goblins, but the flesh and blood chariot that frightened the entire goblin underground palace.

The worms felt the fear from the goblins' repeated summoning attempts, as well as their admiration and longing for power. The most powerful creatures that the weak worms had ever seen were goblins. If even they worshiped the life on the murals, it must be an incredible individual!

Lu Yu was stunned. He glanced at the flesh and blood chariot and found that this guy seemed to have not yet realized that he had a new status in a certain area.

As the worms observed the goblin's summoning ceremony, primitive religion took shape.

They imitated the goblin's sacrificial ritual and arranged a shrine in the small space that was gradually opened up - a stone no bigger than a fist crookedly copied the flesh and blood chariot.

They offered sacrifices - poor little insects caught from nowhere, delicious moss, and crystal sand scattered in the stratum.

A sacrificial ceremony was held - the worms twisted and tangled together, imitating the tentacles of the Flesh and Blood Chariot, extending, wrestling, and tying.

It is said that there have been cases where the body had to be reshaped because it was tied too tightly, but the worms did not care about the body being broken into two pieces. Their strong regeneration ability allowed them to quickly repair their bodies, and the broken parts were often placed on the altar devoutly for the Flesh and Blood Chariot to enjoy.

The Flesh and Blood Chariot made a confused humming sound, and Lu Yu and Xu Yu did not know whether to laugh or cry. It was obvious that the Flesh and Blood Chariot did not want to eat the broken body of the worm.

In a mini space with a total area of ​​perhaps no more than one square meter, the worm underground kingdom was imitated and constructed at the same time. This group of low-intelligence underground monsters completely regarded the Flesh and Blood Chariot as their own belief.

The most knowledgeable elders and the boldest dream was to have a foothold in the underground palace, without having to hide. They regarded the more vast ground world as the "realm of God".

The arrival of the magic tide brought about earth-shaking changes in the underground palace.

The initial magic fluctuations had no effect on the worms. They continued to forage for food and perform sacrifices. They never expected the flesh and blood chariot to respond to their insignificance. They were content to expand their small underground kingdom.

However, as the magic tide became stronger, the worms were surprised to find that their bodies began to swell, and hands and feet appeared on their originally slender bodies. At first, there were obvious webbed feet, but then they became less and less obvious and gradually changed to four fingers.

The waves kept beating, and their bodies gradually became the size of giant salamanders, and then approached the size of wolves. The originally cramped and narrow underground country was no longer habitable under the continuous transformation. They had to follow their instincts and carefully step into the abandoned area of ​​the underground palace.

It was also at this time that they were surprised to find that the original owner of this place, the goblin, had disappeared, and the huge underground palace was quiet and silent.

All this happened about half a year ago.

The worms who inexplicably became the new owner of the underground palace realized in front of the mural of the flesh and blood chariot drawn by the goblin, and believed that everything was "God's gift". They celebrated happily and held the most grand sacrifice after evolution. A large number of worm "tails" jumped on the altar like fish on the shore.

The Flesh and Blood Chariot waved its tentacles and tried to correct him. No. 2 blocked him. The Devouring Demon Tree, which had appeared out of nowhere, tied him up with vines and told him to be patient.

Xu Yu showed a rare sense of humor: "They are in difficult conditions. The sacrifice cannot be based on what you want. It depends on what the believers have. You are a god, so you should be tolerant."

As she said that, she also patted the giant tumor that the Flesh and Blood Chariot transformed into flesh and blood.

As Huo Gu said, the changes caused by the magic tide can often be described as earth-shaking.

In just a few months, the size of the outstanding individuals in the turbellarians approached that of small crocodiles. Because of the improvement of intelligence, the powerful individuals became the leaders of the race. Some turbellarians who were gradually able to think recalled everything that happened to them, and gradually guessed that there was a real god behind the Flesh and Blood Chariot, and it was just a product of the ritual.

Xu Yu hugged his chest and muttered: "Very smart, now the act of sacrificing the tail to the Flesh and Blood Chariot can stop."

Lu Yu felt that it was not that simple, and he had a guess.

The worm put its head to the ground, and its whole body was in an inverted U shape. He seemed to feel that his attitude was not humble enough when he just narrated, so he decided to continue telling the story of his clan to the gods in this way.

The worms did not stop worshipping the Flesh and Blood Chariot. They divided the powers of the gods in their minds, and the Flesh and Blood Chariot was... the embodiment of wisdom in their eyes.

"Sorry, wait a moment."

After saying that, Lu Yu turned around and gave a death order "Don't move" when passing by the Flesh and Blood Chariot, and then followed it into the depths of the temple and laughed wantonly.

The two people who were laughing so hard tried to keep a straight face and returned, intending to listen to how the worms labeled the Flesh and Blood Chariot as wise.

"It has many heads and is knowledgeable." The big eyes of the worms flashed with the brilliance of wisdom.

This serious tone... Where did the Flesh and Blood Chariot get so many heads? He doesn't even have an area that can be called a head. His image is not anthropomorphic at all, and he is going straight to scare people, etc...

The two turned their heads to look at the Flesh and Blood Chariot, which was twisting its tentacles in anger, and then looked at the slender turbellarian...

"No, you have to hold it in." Although the topic was very serious, Lu Yu just couldn't be serious. He had a hard time holding back his laughter.

The cognition of alien races is always different from that of humans, especially for the new race of turbellarians. In their eyes, tentacles = heads, and there are eyeballs on them. What else can it be but a head?

Many heads = erudition, and the Flesh and Blood Chariot = the embodiment of wisdom.

After the division of responsibilities, there is one more object of worship, the god who gives the Flesh and Blood Chariot power. After understanding the meaning of summoning and practicing the use of this power, they call it the Lord of Summoning according to their own understanding.

Although there is no specific form and no one knows where He exists, this does not prevent the turbellarians from chanting his name every time they use summoning.

Lu Yu understood the basic cause and effect. He never thought that Yas's trip to the underground palace would affect the rise of a race he had never known, and appeared in front of him in such a strange way many years later.

But... this is the Summoning Temple, a consciousness space that requires the recognition of the world consciousness to enter. According to Segro's description, all visitors here are summoning pioneers.

After Orcus and him, this dark brown nameless worm is the third pioneer?

"How did you get in here?"

The worm pressed its whole body against the ground in fear, trembling: "Please forgive our tribe's offense..."

The normal inquiry fell into the ears of the worm, but it was an angry questioning. Lu Yu had to explain patiently, and the worm calmed down, but his voice was still trembling.

"Didn't the gods hear our voices... and summon us?"

"Some conditions are needed to enter this place. What have you done recently in terms of summoning?"

"No... We didn't offend the gods... We just asked the gods to give us hope to live." The dark brown worm said, "Our clan is about to perish..."

Under the magic tide, magic nourishes all things, and changes are happening deep underground. It's not just the worms that are changing.

Crystals "broke out of the ground" from the walls of the underground palace out of thin air, densely covering the tunnels. The high concentration of magic swept every corner, making the worms' bodies hot and boiling. In less than two days, more than half of the worms, who are few in number, have crystallized.

As a scholar, the dark brown worm organized the largest-scale sacrifice. The surviving tribesmen cut off their tails and offered sacrifices to the two gods, praying devoutly.

The underground palace trembled continuously, and the crystal clusters that kept drilling out seriously damaged the stable structure, making the dome shaky.

As the strongest, the crystallized dark brown worm endured the magic blessing of the tribesmen with all their strength, chanted loudly, looking for a vague response, and then suddenly came to this wonderful world.

Lu Yu was stunned, and then he was furious: "Run, what are you praying for, run!"

"God... Lord..." The worm stared at two green eyes in astonishment, then lowered his head in panic, and was about to explain his blasphemous behavior and ask for forgiveness, but was kicked over by Xu Yu.

"Go away! The lives of our people depend on each other. What you need to do is to lead them away from danger, not to drive them crazy. If you don't run away, the underground palace will collapse, the crystal clusters will spread, and your people will be exterminated!"

The vortex trembled all over: "Lord God... You guided me here... Is this your oracle?"

Lu Yu was almost dizzy. He didn't know whether it was the ray of hope left by the world consciousness for each intelligent race, or whether the illusory faith had entered the temple that Segero had complained about for some bugs. The vortex had the opportunity to face him directly, but it was obvious that the other party couldn't understand him.

When it came to the words "God", being in the field created by Him, Lu Yu didn't dare to claim it, so He decided to change his words.

"Heaven helps those who help themselves."

The vortex was a little dazed, and the green light shining on it gradually dimmed. The crystallization also accelerated at this moment, suddenly spreading from the lower body to its chest.

Its two green eyes flickered, and its body began to fall apart and turned into light particles.

"My Lord God... I'm sorry."

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Deep in the underground palace, the crystal clusters that spread like snakes embellished the underground palace tunnels with brilliance, but for the monsters living underground, this was a catastrophe.

The dust fell, and the worm that was firmly on the altar woke up. It only had a head that could still move.

The surviving worm raised its head, its eyes full of hope.

Their most knowledgeable elder was summoned by the gods, and now it has returned. The glory of the gods will surely follow and resolve this disaster for them.

"Escape, leave here..."

Seeing that the tribesmen were motionless, before the vocal organs were broken by the crystal clusters, the worm shouted sharply: "Live, this is, His revelation!"