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I am very interested in this new emperor.

In addition to the interesting stories shared by his clones on earth, He also has qualities that impress me. For example, He looks crazy, but is actually very calm; He looks bold and arrogant, but is actually thoughtful and not bold enough to

He risked everything to survive; he seemed sober, but in fact he never stopped deceiving himself and evading responsibility.

All in all, this is a very interesting soul, so interesting that I can cheer up just by reading the records of its clones.

In order to entertain Him, I extracted the concepts of "table", "chair", "vessel", and "water boiled with plant leaves" from the records, and the surrounding plants were represented by my limbs and the sea of ​​flowers. Here

I opened a small courtyard in the desolate and silent void, hoping that He could relax in this familiar environment and talk to me seriously.

He sat across from me and quickly regained consciousness. His torn body was covered with wounds caused by the pollution of the red moon. He looked at me. The similar look I read in the records represented "suspiciousness" and "wariness".

" and "hostility", there is a big difference between seeing it from the perspective of the clone and seeing it in person. I started to look forward to the next conversation.

——His eyes were a little wandering. Probably because he didn’t know which of my eyes to look at. So I temporarily closed the other ones.

"Why are you helping me?" He said. "What do you want to do?"

Ah, help? Taking Him from the hands of the fallen Mother Goddess is considered a help? He has not realized that he was polluted as early as the earth, and now the pollution in Him is resonating with me? My pollution and spirituality are quietly

Silently, He regained some sense. He was looking at me, his eyes even more unpredictable. I felt that He was probably mocking me in his heart.

It took me a tenth of a second to flip through the records in my thinking organ again, searching for keywords such as "Roselle's mother tongue", "Chinese definition and pinyin", "knowledge stolen from Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun", etc.

The subtle feeling of reading cheat sheets under the eyes of the invigilator made me feel a little guilty, so I said with my simulated vocal cords:

"Because I really want to talk to you, Russell."

This sentence was spoken in fluent Chinese. Russell's eyes suddenly widened, and the madness faded from the surface of the blue organ. He squinted, looked at me with a scrutinizing gaze for a long time, and spoke slowly: "Outside."

God is good at deceiving and bewitching, I have already experienced it deeply, how can I trust you?"

Being bewitched and deceived means you are valuable. Although the vigilance level has only been reduced from 100 to 90, seeing Him finally showing a desire to communicate, I feel that the atmosphere I specially prepared and the atmosphere I just pinched in order to be recognized by humans smoothly

The appearance that came out came in handy.

"You don't need to believe me." I replied happily, in Chinese, "I just want to ask you - Mr. Huang, thought he was in another world, so he simply regarded the whole world as a strategic game and abandoned the humans of the old era.

How do you feel about launching wars and invasions with proper morals, only to find out that this place is the earth?"

He was angry. It completely matched the clone's impression of him.

I remember that humans, or the true God of the earth, would not overturn tables and chairs and throw away food when they first came to visit someone else’s territory, so He should not tear out a dozen of my eyes at once. He digested my spirituality.

, calmed down, and the few tentacles I used to construct tables and chairs were mercilessly stepped on by Him, giving me an uncomfortable feeling like my hair was being pressed down.

"Roselle, how does it feel when one general succeeds and all bones are withered? You are already a mythical creature, so does trampling on your former kind make you feel happy or guilty? Or do you actually feel nothing at all, because they treat you so badly?

Saying it's just something like bugs and dust, with no other value besides serving as an anchor? When you put the blame on me, have you ever thought about your innocent, lovely daughter's reaction after knowing the truth?"

The torrent of pure knowledge and information rushed over like a tsunami, and the red cracks became the eye-catching corals among them.

I asked serious questions but did not get a rational answer, so I grabbed His shoulders with my branches and leaves, embedded the roots and branches into His body, and pressed Him back into the seat. Only the knowledge of Sequence 1 flowed in the spiritual world of the starry sky.

It's just a toy-like thing, and it can be easily contaminated by gossip and gaze. If He really fights with me, then he may bring all the kind souvenirs given to the earth by the outer gods when he goes back. This only happened

A few seconds of little fighting cost me a few flowers in my garden, but it didn't matter, I could replace them with my hands.

"You don't have to go out of your way to insult me! Outer God!" He raised his voice, "I will never help you! Kill me!"

Although he looked like he would rather die than give in, he still didn't answer my question. The flame of anger burned in his heart, and his will to survive and his sudden fierce desire to protect his homeland made him more sensitive than ever before. He did it, why?

Don’t want to admit it? I feel a little regretful, but this is also in line with the clone’s definition of Him.

"I originally wanted you to die, but now I think you are very interesting. Your ritual has been completed, and delaying it any longer will arouse suspicion. I should send you back. Of course, you will forget everything that happened in the starry sky."

To be fair, I don't have these things. I don't need personal feelings to perform my duties, human nature will make me biased, and non-adjacent authority will destroy my purity. The planet where I was born has long since fallen into permanent decay because I ascended to the throne of God.

Although I carried it with me, I quickly forgot it. Was it in my hands, or was it destroyed after I lost interest in it? I can’t remember it, and it doesn’t matter.

I continued discussing with Him.

I tried to make him understand that, in fact, whether it is decay or withering, it is an inevitable part of material experience, which is called the leaf falling back to its roots. Without death, there will be no new life. But most lives resist death, and I am the embodiment of this fateful cycle.

Transformation is the guide of the development rules of all things, guiding things to their inevitable decline and death according to the rules.

"So, if the earth is destroyed, I will take the largest piece of debris with me, and hope there won't be too many people on it."

Russell, my friend. What a perfect pastime to lead disasters, induce wars, and then watch the tragedies created by you and me! Sadness, pain, overflowing despair, and fear for the future may be the result of my body.

Due to the nature of a teacher, I will appreciate the courage of human beings regardless of their own safety, and the way they strive to move forward for even distant hopes. Of course, human beings are creatures with coexisting virtues and ugliness. Although they are not perfect and have many flaws, they are

It cannot be denied blindly.

...Do you understand what I mean? I mean, you are a race full of possibilities, and I particularly look forward to seeing your entire race fall into despair.

Russell became angry again. He struggled violently on the chair a few times. Why? Is it because I didn't talk to him in a human manner? But I am good at cursing and dealing with people with bad tempers, just like in the hospital.

I put a cold spirit into the doctor who sedated the patient, so he became quiet against his will.

"...You know my rituals, and you can speak Chinese." He stared at me closely, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"We are old friends, Russell." I answered him, "I am your subordinate, and you blame me for most of what you did. In addition, you are also very guarded against me.

, don’t let me become Sequence One, don’t let me have the opportunity to further complete the ritual, don’t help me perform, are you on guard against the appearance of another “King” under your command?”

"What you did was very successful, but it's such a pity." I said, "When I ascended the throne, your ancestors were still picking fruits from the trees."

From the moment I said the first sentence, His expression became wonderful, which can almost be described as "a mountain falling apart and the earth falling apart."

"Edward?" Russell's face changed suddenly, but he controlled himself, "But you can't know the existence of the old era and civilization out of thin air. There was indeed such a remnant of the old days, and then you invaded him?"

It sounds very much like a product of some ancient civilization, something called a "horror movie", in which monsters lurking in the dark swallow up lone companions, and then return to the team wearing their companions' skins to wait for opportunities.

I feel happy: "He is a part of me, but I am not Him."

"Are you going to accuse me? I think you should thank me. After all, that short life was extended because of me."

How to efficiently create greater disasters, how to make more intellectual bodies die in the long run, and how to deprive the planet of vitality are the research topics that I am most interested in and the only one. To this end, I will continue to

Make various novel attempts. For example, be an observer, be the gods of life, and send your own spirits to guide them.

However, even though I have watched the demise of magnificent civilizations countless times, the collapse of magnificent empires, floods razing everything to the ground, and ice, snow or lava covering all traces of existence, I am still, I will never get tired of it, and I will always be happy about it.

Because this is the truth I gave you. - Do you think I will kill lives out of hobbies, kill lives as small as ants, kill ordinary lives that long for the future and tomorrow...? No, that makes no sense,

I'm not doing this just for fun, everything is inevitable and life is just a short-lived dream and illusion between life and death.

"You are very interesting, Russell, I really like you." Time is limited, I don't plan to wait for Him to say anything, anyway, He will soon forget all this, and I just need to wait, "I will continue to help

You, you have the ability to bring disaster to this land, and I look forward to that day. However, when the entire continent declines under your war, in comparison, you and your country, who are full of vitality, should have

What an eyesore."

"So, by then, I will happily kill you."

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Russell's interstellar travel was very successful. He followed the safe route drawn up by himself and his subordinates, successfully broke through the atmosphere, and returned smoothly, gaining some of the knowledge he wanted. When he woke up, he was clearly aware of what was inside his spirit.

Those residues that lead out of control become more active, and it takes a certain amount of time to eliminate their influence.

...And, He also received unexpected news.

This is the hometown that he has been searching for for decades, this is the earth. Undersea ruins, chronology, time and the rotation speed of the planet, all doubts are connected at this moment. He has never left here, but just woke up in another era -

—A distant, extraordinary era thousands of years in the future.

The three loyal knights were checking whether there were any residual bad effects on him, and they were all happy for His Majesty's return.

In the lively atmosphere, he actually noticed a biting chill, as if a devil was standing behind him laughing. Russell suddenly turned around, only to see his overlapping and broken face on several pieces of spliced ​​stained glass.

TBC

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"I am the master of decay, the king of decline."

"It is also the final journey of all living things."

*Originally I wanted to put this chapter in an extra chapter, but if I think about it carefully the main text will work.
Chapter completed!