Chapter 705 The Preacher’s Hope
“Don’t you know that getting too close to the Greeks will lead to sin? Human beings.”
The voice came from the edge of the dense forest. .
Language, temperament, attitude, tone...
Milo didn't even need to look carefully to know that these people must come from a certain temple, but he didn't know which one they belonged to. Just a temple.
He didn't have any special reaction, but Freya next to him suddenly had a cold look on her face.
So are the Greeks an untouchable race?
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“They are actually primitive Greeks who have never been purified. It seems that this plateau has been degraded for too long and has breed evil.”
“Also That stupid human being, you haven't even opened your spiritual vision, so what if you get the poem? Isn't it better to die violently in Leng Yuan than to live your life in the plains playing a mediocre role?"
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I don’t know if all the people from the temple forces have this face. Anyway, most of Milo’s memories are like this. The two sides haven’t even met their eyes. The temple side has They began to educate Milo, an "ignorant human being", because they had already acquiesced that the people who climbed Leng Yuan during this period came for the poem.
Dream visionaries are obsessed with ancient classics far more than those in the waking world. Naturally, there are also ordinary humans who dream of reaching the sky in one step.
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Freya had taken off the longbow from her back, strung it and aimed at the source of the noise.
But Milo was distracted at this critical moment.
That’s right, his eyes were empty, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the mountains in a daze.
Because he suddenly heard some more obscure sounds and was attracted by them.
The sound was discontinuous and very soft...
More vague than the murmur of a sleeping child...
But Milo had a feeling in his heart that the fragmented words were a soul struggling to send some message to him, and it was said only to him.
Because it was obvious that no one around had caught the sound, and neither did the people in the temple.
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“Run away if something goes wrong.”
Freya maintained the posture of holding the bow and pulling the string. She lowered her voice to remind the wandering Mai beside her. Luo.
But Milo didn't react at all, and still stared blankly in the direction of the distant mountains.
......
"Touch...the flame of death...no...not my intention..."
"I have... endured...for too long... "
"Please...please end my pain...as the preacher promised..."
"Please...have mercy on me..."
"The great...Lord of Fear..."
"Take away this...cursed flame..."
"Only you...can inherit...this curse..."
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It was a strange and extremely old voice.
It is doing its best to pass the message to Milo.
For Milo, any sentence he picked out was a riddle. He couldn't catch any familiar feeling in this voice, and he could be sure that it was a completely unfamiliar soul.
......
That should be the legendary "Crybaby", right?
But compared with the roar that resounded through the valley a few minutes ago, the sound Milo heard now was like someone's whisper before death, so weak.
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If the soul that seemed to be extinguished at any time was really speaking to Milo alone...
After all, it mentioned the "Lord of Fear".
Then Milo can probably guess who the so-called "preacher" mentioned in the whisper is.
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But!
Doesn’t anyone think this section is familiar?
Fragmented whispers from the dark depths cause the foolish soul to think deeply, mistaking it for some kind of guidance, and eventually falling into the endless abyss. Isn't this a trick played by those old people sleeping underground in the waking world?
Milo didn't know how many times he had seen it. Those guys who were finally sent to the execution platform or a mental hospital all claimed that they were the "chosen ones."
Reason is warning Milo. He is no longer a superior. Do all the bewitchments of ancient souls have an effect on him...?
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Milo stretched out his fingers to press the artery in his neck.
The pulse is actually completely normal.
...
While Freya was waiting, Milo looked around from time to time, sometimes scratching his neck, looking absent-minded.
Until the shadow of the temple personnel appeared in the field of vision, Milo still did not show any sense of crisis.
Because he found that he had begun to receive a hint of fear from the fragile soul on the other side of the mountain...
It was like the crybaby was showing his weak side to Milo, or To express one's sincerity is similar to a humble begging.
And the content accumulated in that trace of fear was beyond Milo's imagination.
At a certain moment, he seemed to see the giant altar burned by the black flames of death, and all the sinners under the altar who were beheaded. The piled heads were still wearing priest's hats.
He saw the rise and fall, love and hate of a tribal group. The miserable screams and neighs of his wife and children were eventually swallowed up by the indifference from above and turned into an eternal seal.
All the images are just fleeting, but they are shocking and painful enough.
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The priests on the icy plateau are now almost extinct.
The other kind of indigenous people, the Lengyuan people, became slaves of a certain higher race.
There used to be a civilization that belonged to this land. Until a certain moment, they touched something called "taboo", so as the rumors describe, the gods from the temple Power brought down punishment, or...slaughter.
The soul that was considered taboo, after experiencing all the horrific pain in the world, was suppressed somewhere in the Lengyuan Mountains.
The long years are the most powerful weapons of the gods. It confuses the memory of the soul and breaks the will. Only in this way can the forbidden fire be suppressed to its weakest state and be annihilated in the end.
Until a dull winter.
The mysterious preacher came to Leng Yuan.
"Visited" the taboo soul that was gradually forgotten by people, allowing it to re-remember all the memories that had once been replaced by pain, its lost tribesmen, crushed wives and children...
It has the promise made by the preacher.
As long as it maintains its dying flame, until the day when the Lord of Terror comes, the seals of the gods will be broken, and it will be granted liberation.
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The figure of the mysterious preacher is rickety and scarlet.
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Milo suddenly showed a wry smile.
I thought that the Scarlet Witch probably didn't know that such a series of major changes would happen in the future, which would lead to Milo falling into this situation.
Lord of Fear...
It turns out that in the Scarlet Witch's expectations, Milo, who has reached this point, already has the ability to tear the seals of the gods alive.
Thinking about each other's subsequent circumstances and fate, it's a bit sad...
The Red Witch did her best, whether it was for Milo or the ancient scarlet in her heart. .
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“How long are you going to be in a daze?”
Freya poked Milo with her elbow.
At this time, the knights of the temple were already close at hand, but Milo was still wandering in the sky. Freya couldn't make a move, otherwise she really wanted to pinch Milo hard.
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"Human, you are a race favored by the gods. Just get out of the way and I can ignore your ignorance and guilt."
"Don't hinder me from purifying this Xiren."
( End of chapter)