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Chapter 1218 NO.125: Omer: No, your filter is too thick.

Friends who have been gods know that any history of mythology cannot escape the abstraction, because these mythological histories are all written by humans.

Regardless of whether God cares about human beings' definition of themselves, myths will be deformed in the process of communication, and the difference is nothing more than misunderstanding and man-made.

The name of a certain god has been distorted and stigmatized.

The deeds of a certain god are cut and pasted into the achievements of a certain god.

The existence of a certain god was cut off and cannibalized into the system of other gods.

The so-called religious wars and the so-called cultural annexation are exactly the process of myth distortion.

And it is the job of religious scientists to trace this.

Historians and folklorists will also be involved in it to some extent. After all, in this world, mythology is also a part of history and culture.

Although all of this is so strange to a time traveler, the methods of acquiring knowledge and collecting intelligence are similar in every world.

Researchers who do not abide by academic ethics, mercenaries who violate the agreement with their employers, spies who have no position to speak of... In the past, Huerhaiya did not hesitate to pursue the figure of the 'Feathered Serpent' without any inhibitions. History, mythology, everything in literature.

This is not only her own pursuit, but also the long-cherished wish of the entire clan.

And this long-cherished wish has a symbol: a spell.

Or--

——A cruel operation performed using magic, which is contrary to human ethics.

Infusing a large amount of information into the baby's brain is like a stamp of thought in a sense, creating an obsession.

The obsession that has been lingering in your mind since you became conscious makes the first word you shout after birth not "dad" or "mom", but:

"Quatted Serpent."

Later, in your childhood, all the education you received, and the knowledge in your mind that no one of your age has, will all point to the same pursuit:
'Become a feathered serpent. '

It can be described as a curse.

In addition to the overwriting of consciousness, such a curse also has more sharp and cruel side effects.

——Not only will it cause devastating damage to its brain, but also its conscious personality.

Permanent brain structural changes, life span is directly cut in half.

And because the success rate of the operation is not 100%, it is foreseeable that a lot of people in Huerhaiya died before the results were achieved.

After all, this surgery was born directly hundreds of years before she was born.

In her narrative, at that time, in the land called Terra, systematic medicine had not even been born.

In other words, at a time when medicine had not yet been systemized, someone had created this cruel 'initiation' spell. Omo had to marvel at this and the madness of this lady's ancestors.

If you can't get a result in a complete life, you will give it to your descendants and let them inherit the pain, unwillingness, anger, and pursuit.

In the most twisted way.

This can't help but remind Omer of Chaldea and the otherworldly culture represented by the Clock Tower.

Among the mainstream group of so-called magicians, there seem to be similar lunatics who promise coercive missions by extending them to future generations.

In the face of such madness, Huerhaiya's aggressiveness seemed so harmless, and even made him feel a bit pitiful as a victim.

Granted, victims are victims.

It is impossible to resist persecution in infancy. Only a future full of possibilities can have a chance to make up for the pain of childhood.

But if we want to regard them as a vulnerable group because of this...

Glancing at the swaying black snake's tail behind him, which was thick and long and looked like a boa constrictor, and whose eyes were as charming as silk at first glance but cold and sharp upon closer inspection, Omo picked up the wine glass in his hand and took a sip.

Alcohol is not good for him. Even if it is a unique wine specially prepared by the other party with the style of another world, he can only moisten his throat.

In addition, it was because they were in a bar.

It is now the afternoon of the second day.

Akane and Tako, two restless masters, were as active as they were last night, but now they slept as hard as they could. However, Bourbon, who was self-disciplined enough, unexpectedly did not start his daily exercise.

Didn't even wake up!

As for Texas, who also had a certain degree of self-discipline and would do some basic physical training after waking up, when Omo left the hotel, he saw her sleeping next to Qian, unable to wake up.

Don't ask, it's just that Miss Akane is too lazy, and Chelenina will always be the main force in team battles to withstand pressure.

Let me ask again, some interactions in the taxi when I came back from the Demon Realm last night added a layer of violence to the BOSS when facing Chelenina.

Still asking!

I also asked Akane Shinjou to do it too! The bathrobe and swimsuit she specially prepared for this trip were already being tried on in the bedroom before the formal stage, giving a good delay to the violent BUFF.

So this wave is about two sisters trapping each other and raising the difficulty of each other's dungeons.

As a result, no one woke up when it was time to wake up the next day. Even Bourbon, who should not have slept in, seemed to have suffered from "elementary school student spring outing syndrome" last night.

He was so nervous and excited that he couldn't sleep... Judging from the tired reply of the other party who answered the phone seven seconds late, and Suzi's complaining request for silence in the background, Omo would inevitably tell her to hang up while laughing. Stop, take a rest quickly.

It was obviously a group trip, but in the end, he still had to forage alone, but that was okay. Omer Linton had always been a guy who could enjoy solitude. Traveling alone was not only not a bad thing, but also a good condition for more focused observation.

But before he could wander around in this unfamiliar city, the screen of the terminal suddenly lit up, with an ID reminding you of an exception.

We have agreed to meet, but the specific time has yet to be determined, so why be so anxious?

Seeing the other party's urgent, yet extremely reluctant, relatively restrained words, Omer did feel a little curious.

I am curious about the obsession that is obviously inseparable from Terra's past history. In other words, it is an obsession that is related to the secrets of another world.

But after searching the meeting place sent by the other party, he found that it was a bar...

Although there was nothing wrong with it as a place to talk, he couldn't help but feel that luckily he had already taken care of the lunch problem.

You can't always count on a bar meal.

But even so, when they actually met, he couldn't help but be surprised by the other party's thoughtfulness.

This is an extremely quiet underground bar.

It was so quiet that it was just him and each other, and even quieter that the other party even replaced the bartender, changing the menu from the original rich variety to only more than ten choices.

And each chosen name carries the name of a place that is suspected to be its hometown.

In addition to the Kazdare, Syracuse, and Lateran that he already knew, there were also the so-called 'Minoan Mists' and 'Siesta Ice Tea' that she especially recommended.

They looked like cocktails with high alcohol content, enough to test rationality. The demon did not refuse, but only demanded equal conditions.

In other words, the opponent has to take off the exoskeleton armor connected to the outer robe.

Yes, from the look in Omer's eyes, it was not difficult to see that the large robe that this lady wore no matter where she went was a set of 'equipment'.

Not to mention that the fiber material looked very similar to his own suit, just the twisting pipes on the exoskeleton kit showed what kind of liquid was flowing.

Omer tentatively guessed that there were at least emergency medicines and nutritional solutions among them.

There may even be things like decanting liquid, after all, the other party is a colleague to a large extent.

If one person is responsible for jobs such as mercenaries and spies, he must be prepared to face all crisis situations, and the other party's preparation makes it unclear whether it is a professional necessity or a true hobby.

No matter which one it is, she must be well prepared.

Faced with this situation, Omo could simply refuse to drink. He was fully qualified and capable to do so.

But he still felt that if the story he wanted to hear was true and complete, he probably needed wine.

It's just that wine must be drunk under relatively equal conditions after all. That set of equipment, which is much more conspicuous than Omer's bracelet and card box, is enough for him to point out the problem first, and then without any accident, invite the other party to make fun of him. make fun of.

Just be brave and let her be.

Anyway, the equipment must be removed, otherwise this story will only sound constrained.

It's not like Omo couldn't see through her disguise.

No matter how he puts on a crazy look, no matter how urgent he looks, in front of Omo's unabashed rainbow snake divinity, this little feathered snake (?) who has obviously practiced federal source energy is still You will fall into a kind of mental pressure.

However, this pressure is probably not as high as what Xiaote endured last night.

It may even intensify the other person's desire - with that real and true image in front of you, all long-cherished wishes seem to be ended at the moment, and excitement is inevitable.

But even so, her instinctive desire to survive will continue to warn her.

It was precisely because her mind retained the memories, emotions, perceptions... and everything of the Quetzalcoatl clan that she could feel the trembling that seemed to be burned into her instincts at this moment.

That's not just a feathered serpent, not just a feathered serpent...

The Rainbow Serpent is the origin of the feathered serpent myth. When it is given the suffix of god, it is the supreme existence that transcends all good and evil.

Tips for setting distinctions:

In fact, in the Arknights world view, all the 'human' races other than Sakaz were thrown over by Tacelon. They are most likely to be creatures that have been artificially interfered with and do not belong to the normal myth system. YJ can at most increase the proportion of prototypes. Arrange some comparisons of the history and abilities of miracles for each race, or you may not arrange it, and just focus on one person's intervention.

It's just that the Terra Federation world in this book does have a god system and rules for connecting the god system, so Omo was immediately promoted to a priesthood after receiving the Rainbow Snake God card, and was assigned a high priority of divine power.

This priesthood and divine power have largely exceeded the scope of Blazer's original version of the Rainbow Snake God. The jurisdiction of the entire Realm Gate area is the result of corrections to the local framework.

The pressure Huorhaiya felt was also because her pursuit of power came into contact with the source energy cultivation method of the local Quetzalcoatl tribe and connected to the local framework.

On the contrary, this has little to do with the originally inherited memory.