Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 252: Parasitism is the road [6K]

“…Now I tell you a mystery: We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed in one moment, in the twinkling of an eye, when the trumpet shall sound for the last time. For the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised up. , and become incorruptible, we also must be changed. This corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. This corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality… …”

The fine murmurs gradually dispersed into the almost liquefied light element, walking in the temple on the top of the mountain for thousands of eons.

"What were you talking about just now?" The murmur aroused Electrolux's curiosity, and the old man asked doubtfully.

"Condolences." Qianjie stared at the temple occupying the entire mountain top and smiled, "It comes from the religion I told you, teacher - an existence somewhat similar to the Holy Light Church in your image, teacher. I hope Teacher, don’t be angry.”

The sound of Electrolux's laughter immediately echoed in the sea of ​​​​spirits.

"I'm not so stingy that I would hate him just because he believes in the same thing.

"It is one of the natures of intelligent creatures to pursue light and abhor darkness, but the tendency of the group often succumbs to individual desires - this is what I only figured out after all my enemies died.

"If you don't understand, after I kill all my enemies, my biggest enemy should be me - after all, I am also a son of light."

Qianjie once explained the religions in his memory to the old man in detail. On the endless bookshelves in the sea of ​​​​spirits, there are descriptions and classics of some religions. The old man may be too lazy to take a look at those blabbering words, but the general nature is still the same. understand.

"So I wouldn't have given up on my intuitive attraction at the beginning and chose you." The old man suddenly changed the subject, with a little bit of relief in his words - although in name they are just teachers and students, not real masters. and disciple, but he was really satisfied with the disciple in front of him.

The inheritance of magic may be different in the world, so this disciple cannot completely inherit his path, but he appreciates the ability to draw inferences from one case and apply mathematics. After all, in the so-called magic, the inheritance of knowledge is more important than the mechanical application of methods;
His personality and style are also due to differences in personal experiences. He no longer has the innocent heart of a "Son of Light" in the traditional sense. Instead, he looks like a scheming conspirator. But compared to the "Son of Light" who seems to be spotless, Electrolux prefers him. Ordinary people struggling in the world of mortals, at least, do not have to be like him in the beginning, only to realize that light does not necessarily mean a smooth future after encountering catastrophes - no matter how dazzling the light is, it cannot compete with the human heart.

It's like a temple that no one worships in front of you.

The old man was also looking at the gate with six wings in relief in front of Qianjie, which looked like the Heavenly Gate of the Kingdom of God.

The temple stood quietly and holy, with divine radiance pouring out from the gate, intersecting with the almost liquefied light elements, and some vague and indistinguishable singing and praise could also be heard. Listening quietly, it gives people a feeling of cleansing the soul.

Mortal creations are already full of decay and rust after just a few strokes, but the miracles of the gods are as old as ever.

It should have clouds and mist surrounding light butterflies flying around, like a real paradise - but unfortunately not.

It is just an upside-down temple, and the former mountains have become islands.

Qianjie wiped away the blood on his wrists, and stepped gracefully through the open grand door, which was covered with a giant relief more than ten meters high and made of an unknown material.

A soft and comfortable light shines on the holy hall. Except for a circle of pillars and the tall statue of the gods at the end of the hall, there is almost no other furnishings in the entire space, making it appear empty.

Qianjie stopped and stared at the statue at the end of the hall that was emitting a warm light.

This was the first time he had seen a complete angel statue outside the inheritance space. It was still a huge statue wearing armor and indistinguishable from male to female.

"There's someone ahead." Electrolux spoke up at the right time, interrupting Qianjie's trance.

Yes, there is someone in front of the statue.

Qianjie frowned, "Didn't the ancient master say that the last angel god had already emerged in the world after the war between the three gods?"

Except for Qian Renxue who lived thousands of years ago, I really can’t think of another person who can be in this temple. Qian Daoliu sacrificed himself during the divine examination, so there shouldn’t be any traces left. - Of course, his guess may not be accurate. After all, there is no mention of the city of warriors above in his memory. Maybe other people from the Angel Family will come in in the end.

"Legends always have distortions, let alone legends that have been around for thousands of years. Didn't Gu Yun also say that the Gu family only received part of the message after the failure of Wuhun Palace?" Electrolux didn't think too much about this. What a surprise, "No matter who it is, let's go up and take a look first."

Qianjie nodded, he was already here and could not go back.

Then the first footsteps in ten thousand years resounded in the hall, and the warm light emitted by the statue filled the hall, casting a golden radiance on every inch of ancient floor tiles and every vicissitudes of pillars.

After walking for more than a hundred meters, Qianjie came to the statue of the god. Wearing a gorgeous pale gold dress, with blond hair hanging down to the ground, a woman with a bright and graceful appearance and six snow-white wings on her back knelt in front of the statue, with her hands folded on her chest. In a praying posture, his eyes were closed and motionless, like the most devout believer.

"Okay, I'm probably sure who this is." Qianjie spread his hands helplessly, and the six-winged pattern on his forehead already showed his identity.

But this is not a living person, she is a white skeleton - that graceful and luxurious image is just the translucent light and shadow covering it.

She is no different from the people in the ruins above her, except for the broken wings, the blue-gold vines wrapped around the bones, and the irregular plant mass rooted in the spine, "I finally figured out what the so-called Blue Silver Grass is. It’s a joke. If I write a paper, I will probably be the winner of this year’s Mingdetang Sun and Moon Prize.”

"What's wrong?" Ice Emperor, who had been silent since entering the Hanging Temple, asked blankly, "Is there something wrong with the Blue Silver Grass?"

"Of course there is no problem with Blue Silver Grass, but as a ferocious beast, have you ever seen the soul beast of Blue Silver Grass? Even if it is ten years old?" Qianjie said with sincere mockery in his tone.

The Ice Emperor seemed to be stunned by the question, and responded after a moment: "I've never seen it before. It's impossible for Blue Silver Grass to grow in the environment in the far north. You can ask the Silver Dragon King."

Qianjie looked to his side. He believed that the silver-haired figure must still be there.

"Don't look at me. I've been hiding under the Lake of Life. I've never seen it before. You can ask Ditian when you get out." A translucent shadow with silver hair appeared in time, with purple eyes. Looking at the statue was filled with indescribable emotions.

"Perhaps there is no need to ask, you can't tell." Qianjie took a deep breath and strode towards the woman who might have been harmed by unknown means. "A 10-year-old soul beast who is said to be the best in the field of life. , maybe even a ferocious beast. You, a soul beast co-master who was seriously injured and wanted to rip out some life energy, didn’t know that? And you let her transform?"

"Yeah, I really don't know." Gu Yue stared blankly as Qianjie pulled out the blue-gold plant mass, "Because before the Seven Gods ascended, no soul beast knew that there were soul beasts of the Blue Silver Grass race. , even the King of Ten Thousand Demons, who is known as the ancestor of plant-type soul beasts."

"Of course you don't know about the mistletoe." Qianjie turned his head and stepped on it, "Or in other words, the parasite that lives on the mistletoe."

"Mistletoe?"

"Badr, the God of Light, is the darling of all things. He loves all things, and all things love him. But one day he had a dream about death, and all things swore to him: they would never harm Baldr." Thousands of Calamities Lowering his gaze, he saw that the plants on the ground had been burned by the flames, becoming the only ashes in the Immaculate Hall.

But the blue-gold color was still shining brightly. They turned into a long line, like a frightening parasite, crawling towards the remains at an extremely fast speed.

boom!
But without the mistletoe as an object, it no longer has the ability to harm the light. It instantly hit the light curtain and was unable to advance.

The next moment, it turned around and ran towards Qianjie's own shadow in Gu Yue at a speed that Qianjie couldn't react - but it was still of no use. A faint golden translucent curtain also appeared around Qianjie. Source At the statue of the god.

The same is true for Gu Yue Xuying's side.

The blue-gold lines were like headless flies, scurrying back and forth between several people - the so-called Blue Silver Emperor never dies, of course it never dies - it will parasitize whoever it catches, even if the other party dies. If you let something go, will it die?

"What's next?" The Ice Emperor couldn't help but ask in the sea of ​​spirit.

"Thousands of things - bows, arrows, knives, hammers, and daggers - have all sworn an oath. Even flowers, diseases, and stones have sworn an oath. Only mistletoe has not sworn an oath because it is too weak and no one thinks it can kill. Baldr, the God of Light.”

The ending is self-evident, and the story often takes the most unexpected direction.

"Thus, mistletoe becomes the God of Light's only weakness."

"What kind of thing is that parasitic thing on the mistletoe?" The Ice Emperor also noticed the blue-gold lines struggling under the Thousand Tribulations Martial Spirit, "You said the real Blue Silver Grass Soul Beast is this thing. ?”

"Yes, I have already asked you, have you ever seen a real Blue Silver Grass Soul Beast?"

Bluesilver grass is a plant that can be seen everywhere on the continent and has extremely strong vitality - a loess road that no one has passed for half a year can be covered with a bunch of bluesilver grass.

As a plant, there is certainly nothing wrong with bluesilver grass.

But as a soul beast...

Blue Silver Grass has a big problem - in theory, any creature other than humans on Douluo Planet has the possibility of becoming a soul beast, but that is only theoretically. If a pig does not eat the treasures of heaven, materials and earth, It really can't become a soul beast.

Even if it stays awake and stands under the sun and moon every day, it still won't be able to achieve success - it has nothing to do with the so-called essence of the sun and moon, the vitality of heaven and earth, because it won't live until the day it senses the soul power.

A piece of grass, naturally even less so.

Without the influence of any external factors, the Blue Silver Grass, which has been growing quietly, can live for about 20 years at most.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the Blue Silver Grass in a certain area will be lucky and be hit in the head by natural treasures - such as dragon blood or something.

Or maybe the Bluesilver Grass people kept thinking about the repercussions, and then took this opportunity to become soul beasts.

As long as the probability is not zero, on a long enough time scale and on enough objects, it will be [-]% - this is also the common understanding among people after the rise of a person who is said to have the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor ten thousand years later.

But the problem comes again: no one has seen the Blue Silver King, and no one has seen the Blue Silver Emperor. As for the Blue Silver Forest, it is a legend among legends.

It is equivalent to the fact that no one has ever seen the Blue Silver Grass that became a soul beast.As we all know, soul beasts that are less than ten thousand years old are no different from wild beasts except that they can fight a little. This is quite helpless when it comes to plant-type soul beasts. Other soul beasts can also roar, and plant soul beasts roar. I can't even yell...

It's even more helpless when it comes to Blue Silver Grass. There are too many of them and they are not aggressive - you can't be sure whether there is a Blue Silver Grass that has become a soul beast in the Blue Silver Grass on the roadside.

It is impossible to really go through all the blue and silver grasses in the world, and determine whether there are soul beasts through the soul rings that appear. There are too many.

The Ten Thousand Years Soul Beast is quite intelligent, but the problem is that the Ten Thousand Years Blue Silver Grass is already called the Blue Silver King...

Didn’t I say that no one has seen it?

All in all, people can only seek some image of this soul beast based on legends - at this point, the Silver Dragon King is not as powerful as it - after all, the ferocious beasts still know about the Silver Dragon King, right?

However, this illusory legend also makes martial arts researchers scratch their heads - according to the legend, the Ten Thousand Years Blue Silver Grass, also known as the Blue Silver King, is a big tree, and the Blue Silver Emperor is also known as the Blue Silver Emperor. Afterwards, it is the ancient tree of life...

To be honest, how does a piece of grass grow into a tree?Shouldn't it be a giant grass?

It is true that soul beasts have all kinds of strange shapes because of their soul power and bloodline, but I have never seen a soul beast that has changed its basic life form - a bird soul beast, which has gone from a hundred-year-old soul beast to a vicious beast that has been around for hundreds of thousands of years. Beast, no matter how it changes, it is still a bird flying in the sky!They won’t turn into cats and dogs!
Is it possible that Bluesilver Grass can also form cocoons like insects? !I haven’t seen the bluesilver grass on the roadside have this habit!

Fortunately, no one had found the so-called Blue Silver Forest. Otherwise, a group of martial arts enthusiasts would have rushed in and taken it apart to see what it looked like.

And now there's another mistletoe popping up?

The Blue Silver family is really colorful and full of varieties.

Everything can be blue and silver—bang!The light spear stabbed down in an instant, and the blue-gold line broke into two pieces in an instant. It struggled wildly like a severed snake, but after the next breath, the two lines merged into a whole again.

It's not a snake after all.

Qianjie squatted down and carefully looked at the seemingly gorgeous blue-gold lines. It seemed to have no entity, just a line of color, and no characteristics of any living thing could be found. It looked like a child using blue paint. The messy lines drawn on the white paper - when they are tangled together, they give off an uncomfortable feeling of boredom.

Considering its behavior of running around looking for the target just now, it was just creepy - but after being separated from the parasitic target, it was actually extremely weak, and for a thousand eons, it didn't feel any threat from it.

Of course, everything cannot be blue silver. If it is some kind of parasite, then everything will be explained.

The Blue Silver Grass family?Are the boundless blue and silver grasses in the world respected as emperors?It seems that any living thing can become an indescribable advanced thing with the blessing of soul power.

Then why can't we see the Pig Holy Emperor and the Dog Emperor, and then turn around and claim to be the Ancient Beast of Life?
No, those are just some poor plant-type soul beasts that have become parasite targets - of course there is no Blue Silver Forest in the human world, because every forest with plant-type soul beasts may become a Blue Silver Forest.

Bluesilver grass is just bluesilver grass. There may be bluesilver grasses that have become soul beasts, but their place in the world no longer exists - the name bluesilver grass has been borrowed and parasitized.

Qianjie raised his head and looked faintly at the figure who was still praying in front of the statue. Then he seemed to have thought of something and smiled to himself.

Finding out that the so-called Blue Silver Family is a parasite would not change anything, and he could not even ridicule anything - in this world, parasitism is the real way.

The divine world is parasitic on Douluo Star and several controlled mortal worlds, and the soul master, who is known as the most powerful cultivation method in the universe, is parasitic on soul beasts...

And the person who has perfected this avenue is a certain unknown entity that may still be watching from the sky - it parasitized the real son of all things before us thousands of years ago - the attributes of the Poseidon are light, holiness, and evil-fighting?The god Shura is in charge of order, justice and judgment?
But Te Meow is so funny, they should change their names.

The mistletoe that burned to ashes said it all.

Then its so-called secret knowledge was parasitic on something as mysterious as luck, and thousands of years later it was still thinking about another son of luck...

Its so-called parents were parasitic on higher concepts, and in the end they even usurped the right to belong to the world. The surname Tang turned around and parasitized on the bloodline of the Dragon God...

It's really - creepy.

"Thank you... thank you..." There was a faint breeze blowing by, bringing with it a beautiful murmur. In the blink of an eye, the bones praying in front of the statue turned into pale golden light feathers, filling the hall.

"She must have finally noticed something and chose to hide in this temple, hoping to use the vast power of faith to do something." A feather of light floated into Gu Yue's palm. It was obviously a shadow, but she was really there. She accepted it earnestly, "But it is obvious that she did not achieve her goal. Instead, she became a portal for the enemy to absorb vast beliefs and steal power."

"It seems that the inheritance I received is a different system from this ruins." Qianjie stood up and looked at the statue.

In other words, there was no connection between the first and second angel gods - he once thought that his soul bones and the Wuhun Palace legacy came from the back-up plan deployed by the proud daughter of heaven before she died thousands of years ago.

But now it seems not.

"Of course it's different." Gu Yue didn't care about Qianjiao's erroneous words, but instead said with an indescribable smile, "You are different."

"Yes, it's different." Qianjie walked up to the statue, stretched out his hand to touch the gentle light, and the pale golden diamond-shaped gem detached from the statue's forehead and fell into his hand.

This should be what called him, the purpose of his trip.

A broken gemstone, it looks like gold and stone, with six-winged patterns on it, but it is only half a stone. It does not have the hardness of gold and stone. Instead, it looks like an untouchable light, without any real feeling.

But it is indeed lying in the palm of Qianjie.

"This is the divine core, also known as the divine throne. The vast power of faith in the hall can only repair a quarter of it at most. I can help you." Gu Yue approached Qianjie and looked at him blankly. Gem.

"Don't you want the power of faith? I look forward to your true human form just like I look forward to the stars and the moon." Qianjie looked at those purple eyes with inexplicable emotions in surprise.

Gu Yue shook her head, "I don't believe in God, so there's no need."

"Okay." Qianjie did not hand over the divine core to Gu Yue. Instead, he walked towards the place where the praying person was. There was still a feather of light there. "You often say that I am an angel god. I am here with you." We have made a promise through the endless years, so tell me, why did I allow this blasphemous tragedy to happen in the world thousands of years ago?"

The blue-gold lines were still hitting the pale golden light curtain in front of the light feather. There was obviously no face, but Qianjie could faintly feel its urgency and despair.

"I don't know." Gu Yue followed and looked at Guang Yu on the ground, "I thought you were dead."

"I don't know either." Qianjie said noncommittally, "But I think it won't be that easy to live another life."

"what?"

“Do not join in the unfruitful deeds of darkness with those who do them, but rather reveal them.”

"speak English."

"Faith, it's not that easy to leave, as you said."

Gu Yue suddenly turned to look at him, stretched out her hand and touched Qianjie's face, with an expression that didn't know whether she was crying or laughing.

"What's wrong?" Qianjie asked subconsciously.

"I'm glad you realize that."

"Ah?" Qianjie was at a loss. What's there to be happy about? Didn't you say that your belief in God's combat power is not that good?

"Faith is poisonous, and people's hearts cannot fathom it." Gu Yue stared seriously into those golden eyes, "The phantom of the monster you see outside the seal is the price of faith."

"Yeah, I know." Belief is poisonous, it's an old tradition - those who pray to you may not necessarily bless you, but may also curse others.

Even if Gu Yue never said it, Qianjie had already guessed this.

Electrolux has said that resentment and faith are essentially the same thing, and even in extreme cases, the power of these two sentient beings' thoughts can transform into each other - it is difficult to say that the two layers of seals, one layer of resentment and one layer of faith, are not a certain It is known that there is no resentment in the separation.

"No, some fool doesn't know. He thinks that faith is the prayer of all living beings, so he thinks he can shoulder the expectations."

Qianjie was silent for a long time.

"In the end, he disappointed everyone. Once the tower of faith was erected, he turned from a human into a god - and gods cannot bear any expectations."

"It's too tiring to carry expectations. Just live a happy life." Qianjie looked away.

　good night

　　I originally wanted to write [-] words, and there were so many things I wanted to write, but I was so tired and it was so messed up.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)