Chapter 386 3 The Logic of Death (65k)

Chapter 386 3. The logic of death (6.5k)

"He Crow, the God of Unconsciousness?"

Fisher keenly caught the key terms from the mouth of the Lord of Death, and he soon realized that the death of this world was also an order constructed by the same god as Darathagon and Lamastia, but According to the other party's words, this god is likely to be very special.

"That's right. Now that you have a rough understanding of these gods, you must know that the structure of this world is closely related to the gods. They have established the rules for the operation of the world, making the world predictable. To operate in a stable manner, in this sense, all creatures created by the God of Hundreds of Forms are natural seekers of order."

"The gods exerted their respective powers and carefully constructed a perfect operating system for this world, the reproduction and iteration of life, the composition and properties of matter, the fate of measuring time and direction, the ebb and flow of consciousness, everything Everything is perfect, but if there are only these powers I just mentioned, then the world will soon become lifeless due to expansion. There is another important power that plays an extremely important role in this world, that It represents the power of death and recycling.”

"The gods follow the iron law of [never rely on power to interfere with the operation of the world], because that will bring serious consequences. No matter how much the gods care about something subjectively, they can never use the power that symbolizes their own power. All gods Everyone must abide by this iron law and let the world operate according to the rules they originally set. He is no exception. He is the end and starting point of all rules, and is the key to the sustainable cycle of the world, so it is called [ The ultimate of all things].”

The Lord of Death took out another cigarette from his arms and lit it. As he inhaled and exhaled a puff of smoke, his voice became hoarse.

"Death connects the power of all gods together. Death brings an end to life that only knows how to give life, allowing life and matter to transform into each other, allowing the deep spiritual world and reality in the world to continuously interact and change consciousness, and allowing the fate of time to be measured. It becomes meaningful. This is the eternal rule set by He Crow and has the same effect as other gods."

Fisher thought for a moment and suddenly understood something. He coughed and said,

"Ahem. I probably understand what you mean, but according to what you said [gods must not rely on power to interfere with the running of the world], and He Ya is an unconscious god, does this mean that he is in the same place as other gods? Different from the operation of the world, He uses His power to intervene in the world all the time?"

Death Qing raised the corners of his mouth and snapped his fingers.

"Yes, you are indeed very smart, Mr. Fisher. This is what makes He Crow different from other gods. And the reason why He is so special must be attributed to the overly loving God of Hundreds of Appearances. He Crow settled down The rules of death are completely sufficient for creatures and substances with weaker levels, just like humans and other similar creatures. Even if He does not personally intervene with his power, we will still die after a hundred years."

"But the God of Hundreds of Appearances has given excessive love to some of the creatures he created. The only result is that they can resonate with the rules of this world to a certain extent and even distort them. For example, they can perceive The phoenix race of the future destiny and the whale race that can use blessing and curse abilities are not abilities that normal life should have. They are beyond the scope. "

"And even if these are pretty good, the mythical creatures behind and the three higher-level beings are even more heavyweight. They are already powerful enough to twist and tamper with the rules set by the gods. Their lives and souls are entangled Together, they become a "body and soul" existence. Their indescribable power can easily annihilate matter and perish permanently. Time and destiny appear to be particularly slow in front of their extremely sharp souls and perceptions, and their bodies are also strong. Healthy enough to live a long, long time without the limitation of life span.”

"Although the God of Hundreds of Phases later woke up in time and placed a lock called [Reproduction] on all powerful beings except for three relatively special beings, this was not enough."

"So, He Ya personally blocked his own consciousness and got off the stage, turning into the most terrifying existence in the world [Death]. Based on instinct, He will give all living beings an irresistible and inevitable ending, even if He is now Without any intelligence, he can accurately control all deaths in this world just by relying on instinct."

The Death King smiled slightly, made a ladder-like gesture with his hand, and then continued,

"He bestows [corresponding death] on the creatures strictly based on their rank. Although from the perspective of third parties, the result of all creatures is death in the general sense, you just don't confuse the two concepts. , because this is closely related to what I am going to say next. You are very smart and should understand it easily. After all, I am drunk and not clear-headed now, so I don’t want to say it again.”

"The so-called [corresponding death] means that in order to avoid wasting its own power and to prevent life from relying on its own strength to escape death, the instinct of the Crow has set up a death escape zone, which is probably higher than the racial life level of the dead individual. It must be twenty levels higher. If you are a zero-level human being, then the existence that can help you escape death must be at least twenty levels higher, and only if you have advanced means in this regard; if you are a fifteenth-level human being, Mythical creatures, then the one who can help you escape death is the thirty-fifth level. That level can be compared with the gods, so it can be ignored. "

Fisher opened his mouth and frowned little by little. He followed the Death Lord's thoughts and soon discovered a loophole. Although the hope was slim, it was indeed a loophole.

As a result, just as he was about to speak, Death in front of him interrupted him with a cigarette.

"I know what you are thinking. You want to say that the level of life is not fixed, and even humans can jump to levels. So you guess that even if the probability is slim, if a human really jumps from level zero to level twenty , so will he be immune to death soon? Haha, it would be great if the god's plan could be cracked so easily. In addition to the 'corresponding death' I just mentioned, He Ya has other insurances."

"First of all, the twentieth level of life is a general concept defined for human beings. Its specific meaning is actually [the limit of living beings]. In other words, as long as your level is higher than the zero level, you can help The only thing you are exempt from death is the gods. Secondly, don’t you want to know why your rank has been falling off since you were targeted by death? If you can fight with the Lord of Life, then you must not be a zero rank. A human magician, or you will turn into ashes if he blows on you.”

Hearing this, Fisher lowered his head and glanced at his slender hands. The skinny appearance was completely different from his previous thirteenth-level body. In front of him, the voice of Death King continued to come,

"I would like to remind you again that this world is bound by rules, and every phenomenon has its own traces. The reason why your life level will fall is because He Ya has long considered that life may achieve a level leap, so The preparatory step for executing the power of death is to restore the life to the [lowest level] of his race. If he is a mixed race, the lowest value will be taken. "

Fisher's pupils shrank slightly, and logic suddenly became clearer in his mind, and the Death King spoke out what he was thinking at the moment,

"So according to the power of the Crow, your rank will first be reduced to the lowest level among human beings, which is the zero rank among the zero ranks, and then the Crow will grant you [human death]; and you The reason why you are still being chased by death and have not died is because you seem to have taken some kind of magical drug, which is constantly promoting your body to recover and raising your level to [First Level]. "

"He Crow's unconscious characteristics have been exposed. He has been repeating the process of reducing your rank to zero. This process will show an exponential explosion as time goes by, until you have taken anything in the world. The magic medicine can't lower your level faster than it can, and after that, inevitable death will come to you."

"According to this logic of death, as long as the gods do not intervene, even the few powerful beings of the 20th level cannot escape the pursuit of death."

After hearing the words of Lord Death, Fisher seemed to have a sudden enlightenment. He panted and looked down at his hands. Countless strategies and thoughts kept colliding. After a pause of two or three seconds, he looked up at the cigarette in front of him. Lord Death, who was already half dead, asked,

".How do you know so much? And why are you immune to death?"

Death Qing held a cigarette in his mouth, spread his hands, looked at Fisher and said,

"To answer the last question first, I don't know why. I can only tell you about my experience in general."

"You know that the beliefs of living beings are very complicated. Most humans believe in the Mother Goddess. Some people in the north believe in the Frost Phoenix. People in the southern continent believe in the Dragon God Fima Baha. There are all these, and there are even fewer among them. The life of a person is one who directly believes in the true God, such as believing in the God of Hundreds of Appearances, the Gate, etc.”

"And I was ignorant when I was young. Hundreds of small countries in the east of the Western Continent were fighting every day. Like most people, I was displaced and had no place to eat, so I also joined a death cult organization in a small country in the east of Kadu. What the fuck do these guys believe in? They believe in a god without consciousness. The daily activities of the cult are all kinds of suicide attempts, including jumping off a cliff, self-immolation, and hanging. They say they can survive death. After arriving at the paradise they longed for, I followed them there to commit suicide every day, thinking that I would die if I died. At least they would take care of me before I died."

"Who would have thought that I would survive every time this kind of ceremony was held. I thought it was lucky at first, but as time passed, the senior leaders of the death cult actually suspected that I was not sincere in my faith and wanted to avoid death in public. Execute me! They directly arranged for the swordsman to chop off my head. At that time, I really felt that it was over, but there was nothing I could do. I just had to die. Who knows, after the "click", I The head that flew out flew back the same way! "

While holding a cigarette in his mouth, Death Qing vividly described the situation with his palms and shouted,

"Guess what? The executioner was scared to death on the spot. The leaders of the cult also ran away and quit the cult on the spot. Since then, I realized that I seemed to have become a very special existence. It seemed that the crow missed me or something. Anyway, I couldn't die, so I just lived well. As a result, I couldn't live after living for a few years. It was too damn hard!"

"Everyone I knew in my hometown was blown to death by the soldiers of those small countries. The girl I liked was beaten to death by her husband after she got married. I stabbed him with a knife while crying, and then I was caught by his family and beaten to death. Then I lived again, and I got up and lived with his family again. I fought, and then I died again, and then I came back to life, and stood up to fight with the servants under his family! Fight and fight! I don’t know how many times I fought, anyway, I killed them all, but I still couldn’t die.”

The Lord of Death spit out the cigarette he had smoked and stepped on it, while lowering his head in annoyance and scratching his hair, trying to tear off his scalp.

“When I first knew that I couldn’t die, I was quite happy. I wanted to do everything and had a lot of desires. Later I found out that this was really tiring. I couldn’t die, so I became more and more like the members of the Death Cult. All my wishes became to die and be liberated as soon as possible. So, I I joined this weird society and got this weird manual. I learned a lot from the boss, Lord Destiny, and tried to escape from the suffering of the mortal world as soon as possible. That's why I know so much. She told me all of it." Lord Death laughed sarcastically and kicked the [Death Completion Manual] to the ground. The book flipped the first few pages on the ground, but in Fisher's eyes, there was no text on it, because he was not the owner of the Death Completion Manual. "I have been looking forward to it for a long time. The first page of this weird manual is, 'This manual will teach you the secret of getting rid of death'. Haha, I was speechless. Fraud! This is a fucking fraud! I was played around like a monkey by that damn woman called the Lady of Destiny! This time she said that you might have a Death Rune on your hand, an item that can definitely bring death. Even if you have used it, you will probably get clues related to death later, so I came. "

In other words, the Lady of Death didn't know how she was exempted from death, but it was probably that He Ya made a mistake, because He Ya is the most unique god without self-awareness, so He shouldn't have any special care for a life, etc. The only possible reason is that someone else intervened.

At the same time, Fisher's brain, which had become a little lazy because of death, started running at full speed again, and he suddenly realized a problem.

Eliog said that this death rune was made by the demon god Agares. According to her vague description, the demon seemed to have directly stolen a small part of the authority of the Crow to execute death.

Then the question is, all the demons are locked in the abyss and their strength is severely limited. Even Eliog can only walk in the world with a soul of the fourteenth rank. In the description of the Lord of Death, the authority of the Crow is very difficult to contend with. Agares can no longer maintain his heyday. How can he steal death and make it into a death rune?

The only possibility is that there are other people in the abyss who helped him, such as Baimon, a real mythical creature who avoided the war and still walked in the world. But Baimon is only at the nineteenth rank. Can he do such a thing?

The topic once again returned to the demon species that caused Emhart deep fear. Fisher suddenly thought of the previous events in the North. Did she calculate the phoenix species to form a pedestal?

But Fisher felt something was wrong. For example, why did Baimon give the painting to Princess Yue? Was it really just to make Princess Yue calm down? What was the deep logic and purpose behind Baimon's taking the pedestal? She had been hiding in the Turan family for so many years, it was impossible that she had done nothing. Otherwise, where did the weird dream magic created by Valentina's mother come from?

During these few simple thoughts, he finally realized for the first time what kind of terrifying existence Baimon, the demon god who frightened Emhart so much, was. He didn't get any answers. There was no decent clue to support him. He couldn't even grasp the clues. He had to temporarily put his thoughts back to the predicament in front of him.

"Ahem. So, the death that is now effective on me is for humans. As long as I find an existence that reaches the twentieth level, I can get rid of it, right?"

The Lord of Death raised his head and said hoarsely,

"Yes, and it must be an existence that is proficient in this way. This is the Lord of Destiny and I. She repeatedly emphasized that she seemed to have known that we would have such a conversation. In short, if you meet such a being in the future, can you help me ask him if he can send me away? Or, if you meet the person who made the death rune, can you help me ask him if he can make another one to send me away? "

Fisher pinched his eyebrows speechlessly. He didn't know if it was an illusion. This guy seemed to be getting drunk after drinking so much wine. It seemed that the Lord of Death had no other functions except being exempted from death. He was no different from any other human.

At this moment, he thought of what Erwin said to him before he died, that he should be careful of the Creation Society. He paused for a moment and asked again,

"By the way, can you tell me everything you know about the Creation Society? This should be allowed by the Lord of Destiny, right?"

"Hmm, it's nothing anyway."

The Lord of Death curled his lips. Compared with the previous discussion about death, he seemed a little less interested at this time.

"I can't disclose the location of the society's headquarters. Fate told me that you will know when the time comes. The situation inside is also very simple. There are very few real members in the headquarters. They usually act and research independently outside, and occasionally hold remote meetings. In addition to them, there are also some scholars who have secretly joined us. They have not completed the manual. Except for the Minister of Destiny, they only communicate and cooperate with the corresponding seats. "

"The seats will reserve some results at the headquarters. Every time an outside seat dies and goes to an unknown place after completing the manual, the Destiny will be responsible for recycling it; if the manual has been bound, then she will also invite those people Join the society. But since you started killing people and seizing treasures, and the Master of Life betrayed the Society and exposed the Society's research to the eyes of living beings, there have been very few people in the Society communicating with each other, except for the Master of Destiny and the Cardinal."

Fisher was a little speechless when he heard Death's complaint about "killing people and seizing treasures". He didn't know what kind of image he had in his eyes.

"Cardinal? Is he still alive?"

"Absolutely, or has he never lived? He has been living in the Cardinal's house, and he could communicate with me fluently before. Since the Lord of Life took action on him, he no longer knows me, only the Lord of Destiny. He has become stupid, and he will take the initiative to help me clean up the floor. Mr. Fate said that he needs to [learn] again if he wants to recover. I don’t think he looks like a real person, and he has not completed the manual.”

"Then, where is the Magic Minister?"

As the Death Lord spoke, he paused slightly after hearing Fisher's words. He knocked on his temple and then shook his head and said to Fisher,

"I heard this name from Lord Destiny. She said that Lord Magic is the founder and former president of our Creation Society, but she has been missing for a long time with the Magic Completion Manual. I don't know where she went. Yes. "Well, you almost forgot if you didn't ask me. Fate asked me to bring you some clues about the former president, which you may need later."

"She said that the magic minister's real name is 'Karasawa Asuka' (Karasawa Asuka). She is a woman with black hair and black eyes. She looks different from the Kadu people. Her face is softer and very beautiful."

The pronunciation of "Karasawa すか" by the Death King is a string of nouns that Fisher is extremely familiar with. Fisher was reminded of this string of words when he was in desperation in the sycamore tree before. When he pronounced the name, he The number of rings of the dream magic that was cast began to increase at an extremely terrifying speed until everyone, including the base, was enveloped.

It turns out that this is the real name of the transferred person who founded the Society of Creation. If I remember correctly, the female voice who reminded her of this name was the person who talked to Emhart, that is, Baimon. She is also related to the Minister of Magic. ?

Wait, is it Baimon again?

Why did she get involved with the Magic Minister of the Creation Society again?

Fisher, who was weak and had a severe headache, could not figure out the role Baimon played in all these things, so he had to keep her in mind for later use.

"Okay, I've told you everything I know. I can't help you as an unlucky person with what happens next. If you have magical powers, please bear with me. Just don't forget that if you find someone who can kill me in the future, Just don’t forget about me, this is my phone number. Hey, aren’t you a magician? Can you carve a messenger or something?”

Fisher glanced at his current weak appearance. If he asked him to engrave magic again, he would really die on the spot. Upon seeing this, the Death King curled his lips in disappointment and stood up swaying with the smell of alcohol. , waved his hand to Fisher,

"Forget it. Hiccup. Just put the phone away. We will meet again later. I just hope that we won't be so unlucky by then. If you don't survive, I don't want to die. Haha, goodbye, Fisher Mr. Er.”

Lord Death hunched over, holding on to the table and chair next to him, and moved slowly towards the outside until he pushed the door open and slowly disappeared in the heavy snow.

Fisher, who was being pressed by death step by step in the church, was coughed again by the cold wind that opened the door. He covered his mouth, and Emhardt in his arms immediately flew out again. Apparently, Death had just He heard everything said,

"Oh my God, this is the first time I know about such a magical thing. He Crow, wait a minute, what is the Institute of Creation you just mentioned, and why do you know so much about it? And you also have hope of living. This is great! "

"Mr. Fisher, is he gone?"

".temporary."

Eloise, who went up to hide on the second floor, heard the sound of the door opening below and walked down cautiously, and also spoke. But Fisher didn't say much, he just kept his head down and thinking, as if behind him, an indelible problem like a shadow was plaguing him.

The huge bell on the second floor of the Yufu Church had reached the time to ring again, and it sounded a dull bass in the cold ice and snow.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

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