Chapter 618 Raise the unyielding sword to the God of War
This was not the first time that Purficott faced the gods directly, let alone the first time he faced the God of War, but this time it was slightly different.
She felt as if she had entered a huge arena, and a huge god was sitting at one end of the arena. Its huge body even used the entire outer wall of the arena as a backrest. One arm was resting on the outer wall of the arena, as if he were sitting on a couch.
Purficott looked around and couldn't help but be a little surprised by the hugeness of this arena.
This was a rather majestic prototype arena, similar in shape to the famous ancient Roman Colosseum in the original world, but the athletic performance area she was in at this time was ridiculously large.
Purficott just made a visual inspection and judged that two of her lord's mansions could be accommodated here, or the kind with a square in front of the door.
This area may be equivalent to more than a dozen football fields in the original world.
The surrounding auditorium has more than thirty floors, and it looks like a large stadium that can accommodate tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of spectators.
You can imagine how lively and noisy it will be when the place is full of spectators.
But now the entire arena is eerily quiet, as if only Perfectikt and the giant in front of him are there.
Not only that, the entire arena should have been gorgeous and majestic in the past, but now it looks depressed and dilapidated. Not only is the building itself damaged, but even half of the auditorium has collapsed. It looks more like it has been violently destroyed by something. .
But even so, standing in the arena and looking at the traces of the swords under his feet, Purficott could still feel the prosperity of the place in the past, as well as the blood and will of the gladiators who fought here.
However, she was indifferent to this. She just looked up at the huge god and said, "I didn't expect that the former God of War Arena would be so dilapidated and desolate."
"Gods also decline and die, and nothing in this world is eternal." The God of War responded to Purficott's words, his voice sounding like swords clashing: "During the decline of the age of gods, this place was once attacked. Not only me, but other gods’ realms have also been attacked by humans. Otherwise, why do you think the gods would just lose?”
"Humans have broken through the realm of the gods? It seems that I have heard some incredible information." Purficott showed an interested expression. It was obvious that she was very concerned about the news about how humans broke into the realm of the gods in the mythical era.
But the God of War did not continue on this topic. Instead, he said to Perficott: "The giant beast you created is very powerful. Even the gods of the past could not create it out of the flesh and blood of the ancient beast." Here comes a battle puppet, you are indeed amazing!
If it were in the age of mythology, I'm afraid the gods would be rushing to make you their subordinate god, thereby gaining greater glory and more faith. ”
"If it were in the age of mythology, then I would definitely be a member of the crusade against the gods. My wisdom would only serve humanity itself, not a group of slave owners who only treat humans as livestock." Purficott said in his rejection. Very decisive. After all, facing a god, any loose words may bring about a wavering of will.
The God of War felt Purficott's belief and suddenly burst into hearty laughter.
His arms were slapping directly on the outer wall of the arena, just like an ordinary person slapping the sofa when laughing.
The already somewhat dilapidated outer wall of the arena suddenly became more damaged, but the God of War just waved his hand and repaired that part.
Noticing this, Purficott immediately raised her eyebrows. She guessed that the reason why the arena was so dilapidated was not that the God of War didn't want to repair it, but that he couldn't repair it.
As for the reason for this result, Purficott had some speculation in her mind, but she had not yet figured out some parts.
But before she could think more, the God of War leaned down and brought his huge head a little closer before continuing: "I appreciate you more and more, little girl! The strong will only swing their swords at the stronger, The weak will only swing their swords at the weaker ones
Your will is filled with the determination to challenge the gods. This is good, really good! Even in the age of gods, your will alone can win my favor and become a new god. ”
"Thank you, I have no interest in becoming a god." Purficott still refused directly.
But the God of War was not annoyed by Purficott's attitude. He just smiled and said: "You feel angry that we treat humans as livestock because you are a member of the human race.
But when the status of gods becomes the status of nobility among you humans, what is the difference between you and us?
Aren't you also an exploiter who can enjoy everything you have now by exploiting others? What's the difference between you and me? ”
From the perspective of oppression and exploitation, there is indeed not much difference between gods and nobles. Anyway, both are exploiters, but the things they exploit and the methods of exploitation are different.
Anyone else might not be able to refute these words, but for Purficott, this is just meaningless sophistry.
She responded directly: "It's true that the nobles are exploiters, but the nobles at least regard themselves as members of the human race. The people who are exploited by us are still our sacred and inviolable property!
As a noble, I can drain them of every last drop of oil and water, but when they are threatened and violated, I will do everything I can to protect my people, because this is the obligation of a noble!
I learned from the God of Wisdom that the earliest gods were worshiped and believed in because they protected humans. The meaning of your original existence was to protect humans from various ancient beasts and other dangers that threatened human survival. But when the gods raised their thrones to the sky, you regarded the people you were supposed to protect as livestock, killing and exploiting wantonly!
The most stupid nobles still know to leave the last morsel of winter food for the serfs! You are not as good as practicing nobles! Not to mention, I never admit that I am a noble! ”
"It's really irrefutable! But it's true that you are not a noble. Even though you have been living a noble life, your essence is still the soul from another world." The God of War seemed to see through it. Purficott directly stated her essence.
However, Purficott didn't feel anything about this, and was not nervous about having his secret exposed. He just said nonchalantly: "Yes, I am indeed a time traveler, and if you can understand the meaning of this identity, you will know , I was born to overthrow all oppression and injustice!
In the past, I may have been powerless, but when I have this power, then all exploitation and oppression will be my enemy!
Nobles and gods, you are just remnants that should be swept into the garbage dump of history, so why bother to resurrect it here? ”
Purficott's words went straight to the core. When she said this, her eyes looked directly at the god in front of her, without feeling any fear.
The God of War was even more satisfied with this. He clapped his hands and applauded Perfectcott and smiled: "Well said! You should indeed sweep us remnants into the garbage dump, but what about yourself? Aren't you also oppressing and exploiting? Ordinary nobles? Your hands are also stained with blood. You don’t think you are special, so you can ignore it?”
"Of course not. I know my identity clearly, and I also know that I am a noble and an oppressor who should be overthrown, so I have already prepared the ending and funeral for myself! If you didn't want to destroy the world, maybe at this time At this moment, I have completed my plan and ignited the fire of all oppression and injustice in this world!" Purficott generously admitted that he should be overthrown, and even bluntly said that he had already prepared the ending for himself. .
For this reason, she even deliberately left many loopholes and help, leaving opportunities for the administration of the New World to prosper.
"Do you want to be a martyr? It seems that those thoughts are more fascinating and irresistible than the beliefs of the gods!" The God of War sighed, but then said: "But it is precisely because of your will that you can obtain My favor and your will are like a sharp sword, enough to cut off all the shackles that hinder you, even if the shackles are yourself."
"Because in my world, countless pioneers have already practiced all this with their blood and lives, so why not add me? It is a supreme honor to be able to walk with the martyrs, even if everything I do is not the same as being able to They are still far from walking side by side." Purficott shrugged, looking calm and calm.
The God of War couldn't help but admire Purficott more and more, but he didn't say anything more. He just suddenly reached out and pulled out something from the ruins of a collapsed building, and then threw it in front of Purficott.
It was a long sword that looked very simple, but it had an extraordinary noble temperament.
It had no scabbard, and even the blade was scarred, as if it had experienced countless battles.
Looking at this sword, Purficott seemed to see the figure of a king who had gone through countless hardships and obstacles, but still moved forward unswervingly.
"This sword is given to you, and you are worthy of it." The God of War did not have the slightest idea that doing so was a sign of 'benefiting the enemy'. He even introduced the simple long sword with a laugh: "It once belonged to You are a leader of mankind in the age of mythology. He used this sword to kill ancient beasts, fight against natural disasters, and led mankind to overthrow the rule of the churches of the gods. He also raised this sword to the sky and launched a rebellion against the gods.
It is a king's sword that symbolizes resistance and unyielding. You are qualified to own it and you are qualified to lift it again! I only hope that you can strengthen your faith and one day come to me with your own strength and raise this sword to me. ”
"So why? Even if you are the God of War, you should be a member of the gods, right? Shouldn't I be your biggest enemy?" Purficott pulled out the sword, pointed it directly at the God of War, and then Question him.
"Because I am the God of War, and I am eager to fight!" The God of War's answer sounded like a God of War, and he even stood up for this.
The body as tall as a mountain peak directly blocked the sky, and even Purficott had to lift his head completely to see where the God of War's head was.
But the voice of the God of War clearly reached Purficott's ears: "I once fought with the previous owner of this sword. It was the most heart-pounding battle in my life. It's just a pity that he didn't accompany me." I fought to the end and died in a shameless sneak attack!
I have always been eager to experience such a battle again, but no one can have the pure indomitable will like him to raise the sword of resistance to me!
You are the only one in years! I once thought that humans would never appear again that made me so happy, but your appearance made me change my view of humans!
Maybe I really just wanted to have one more smart champion at the beginning, but you convinced me with your will that you are qualified to be my opponent, and you are qualified to lift that sword! ”
"Really? Just wait and see! Wait for me to chop off your head with this sword one day!" Purficott said loudly, then turned around and she returned to reality.
The female champion was still standing in front of Purficott, as if the long conversation she had just had with the God of War was just a moment later.
Seeing that a sword suddenly appeared in Purficott's hand, the female champion of the God of War was stunned for a moment, and then said in disbelief: "This is impossible! You were able to escape from the God of War's domain, and you also got This sword! This is impossible! No one is qualified to lift this sword of rebellion!"
"The Sword of Rebellion? It is indeed an appropriate title. The sword that launched rebellion against the gods, so how can it not be the Sword of Rebellion?" Perficott was very satisfied with this name, and then pointed the sword of rebellion at the female champion: "No one is qualified to lift this sword? Indeed, a guy like you who surrendered to the gods is really not qualified to lift this sword that symbolizes human unyielding and resistance!
Only those who have an unyielding will and dare to say no even in the face of the gods are qualified to lift it! Or in other words, any human being who dares to say no to the gods is qualified to lift it, but you guys who kneel down are not qualified! ”
The female champion was speechless by Purficott.
In the era she lived in, the story of this sword was widely circulated. Legend has it that as long as you pick up this sword, you can have power comparable to the gods. Therefore, countless so-called heroes and brave men embarked on the road to find this sword.
She also wanted to draw the sword.
But when she first saw the sword inserted next to the throne in the God of War's domain, she did not notice this sword that looked very inconspicuous. Instead, she knelt down in front of the mighty God of War, forever. Lost the qualification to lift this sword.
(End of chapter)