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Chapter 1668 Fanatic Convert

(Overslept, guys)

Yes, in You’s eyes, Bing Feng was never a real emperor from the beginning to the end. He was just a powerful innate saint.

This is not because You looks down on Bing Feng from the bottom of his heart. He really admires Bing Feng. As an innate saint, Bing Feng is already an extremely outstanding existence. He also does not deliberately erase the content of Bing Feng becoming the emperor, but because Bing Feng's emperorship is only in name only, and was forcibly pushed forward as an emperor by the elders of all races in that special era.

Although he was nominally the third and second point five emperor saints among all races, in reality, apart from the title, Bing Feng did not enjoy any emperor saint authority.
Wa once expressed her grievance that as an emperor, she had fallen to the point of using her own name [Wa] to title herself emperor. Has any other emperor in history ever suffered such an injustice?

Emperor Jun of Heaven, Emperor Taiyi of the East, Emperor Fuxi of Man, and Empress Tu of Earth, which one of them did not use his own path, his own status and authority to enthrone the title of emperor? Even Luo Du once said that if he had not seen through the conspiracy of the mastermind during the war of all races, and really fought for the throne with Emperor Jun, Taiyi, other innate demon gods, and the innate saints of all races, and succeeded, then he would also become the chess piece of the mastermind [War Emperor].

Listen, the Lord of Conspiracy is using the origin of [War] as his royal name. Maybe he will use [Plot] as his royal title. How can Wa not feel wronged? !
The title of emperor itself represents the authority of the emperor saint. Using one's own name to confer the title of emperor, isn't this a disguised way of saying that this emperor saint does not have any special authority?
Bing Feng said that he was not wronged at all (that would be strange), not only did he use his own name to name the emperor, he was also scolded by the demon king Wa, and the most important thing was that he didn't dare to say anything.

The main reason is that the name of Ice Phoenix is ​​rather confusing. The title of Ice Emperor can easily lead people to misunderstand that he became the emperor by using the origin of Ice. In fact, if one can push the origin of Ice to the end, he is the Lord of the Origin of Ice, not the Emperor. Only if Ice Phoenix can make the Origin of Ice in the multiverse prevail enough to affect the operation of the multiverse, can he be called the Emperor.

Secondly, if he called himself "Phoenix Emperor", most of the old men in the Phoenix Clan would not agree. In their eyes, Bingfeng was not as good as Xihe, who had long disappeared (fallen into negative pluralism). Xihe was not only the wife of Emperor Tiandijun, but also had the innate spiritual treasure Wutong tree as her companion. How could Bingfeng, a kid who didn't even have an innate spiritual treasure, compare with Xihe?
Unless the Ice Phoenix could obtain the inheritance of the Original Phoenix, unfortunately the Original Phoenix was already dead, and instead the Ice Phoenix obtained the legacy of the East Emperor - half of the East Emperor Bell.

"You, please step down. You are a meritorious official of our Wan Clan, and we all remember your great contributions, but please do not make things difficult for His Majesty."

The High Saint of Ten Thousand Races spoke, and several other High Saints of Ten Thousand Races also shouted in unison. However, even though many High Saints of Ten Thousand Races exerted pressure at the same time, they were unable to shake him in the slightest.

The faces of several high saints from all races suddenly became ugly. They could sense the determination from You. They might be able to destroy You's body, but they could never destroy You's heart.

"Haha, if those disgusting rubbish in the mist of Human City back then had your determination to die rather than surrender, the tragedy of Human City would not have happened. At least half of this world would still be in the hands of our Ten Thousand Races! No, this world, this diversity, should have belonged to our Ten Thousand Races. Humans are to be integrated into our Ten Thousand Races!"

At the gate of the Demon King's Palace, a bolt of thunder illuminated Morgoth who had arrived here dragging his broken body.

"Morgoth?"

"The lieutenant of Ilúvatar?"

"Yes, that's him. Wasn't he suppressed into the void by Ilúvatar? Also, what does it mean that humans are to be integrated into our myriad races?"

Unlike several surprised high saints of all races, You was also a member of all races who had personally experienced the battle of Human City. He witnessed with his own eyes the coming of the fog and the massacre of the humans in Human City by the all races who accepted Human City, accepted Hao, and accepted the protection of that one person.

Yu stopped bowing and fell silent.

You has experienced a lot, but there are several key missing pieces of information. But Melkor Morgoth Boglier, the chief of the guards of Ilúvatar, who has been following important people since the days of the great lords, only said one sentence, a word that was almost a complaint, which was enough to provide You with the most critical piece of the puzzle to complete the truth.

Youzhi remained silent because he guessed some of the truth.

He raised his head tremblingly, not afraid of the majesty of the true emperor saint, the true emperor of all races, and looked into the eyes of Wa on the throne.

At this moment, Yu hoped that Wa would wipe him out for offending her dignity, because in this way, he might be able to deceive himself and think that his guess might be wrong.

But the cruelest thing happened. Not only did Wa not kill You, she even nodded to You.

This is to acknowledge You's guess. Wa has seen that You has guessed the truth, because Wa herself is a wise man. It's just because of Fuxi's halo that Wa suppressed herself, at least part of herself. Even if it's just a little bit of talent, Wa's biological laboratory is enough to prove that the so-called wisdom deprivation has not succeeded at all.

Seizing wisdom is just a lie. The source of this lie is not even Kunpeng. Even the whole story may be a lie, a lie against Nuwa and the return of the Demon King.

The wisdom of a wise man cannot be taken away, not to mention that taking it away will transfer the wisdom to another person. The wisdom of mortals can be modified, but a wise man. A wise man is not a product that should be born in a normal multiverse. The existence of a wise man is a man-made existence.

No matter which version of the description, the wise man, especially the existence of an evil four-eyed being, in a certain abandoned story, Chu Xuan was not only born inexplicably, but even the so-called "author" personally admitted that it was impossible to explore Chu Xuan's inner thoughts through narration and other means.

Although that version of the story has been abandoned, it proves the specialness of the wise man in advance and in disguise.

Let’s not talk about the fact that Fuxi is known as the second wisest man in the multiverse, but Fuxi’s identity and ability as a wise man are definitely not because he deprived Wa of her wisdom, but because Fuxi, or Renhuang himself is a wise man. Fuxi may have worn away some of the things called "personal morality" during the process of reincarnation, but at least the elements of a wise man have been preserved.

According to the unique private communication between wise men, You learned from Wa that the truth was confirmed.

You's body was shaking violently, not because of fear, but because of nausea!

You really felt very sick. The truth about all the races made him feel sick.

His stomach was churning, his nerves were extremely contracted, his soul, and even the light of his mind were almost twisted and broken at this moment. Finally, he vomited in the Wa Palace. Wa sighed, You guessed the truth, and got confirmation of the truth from her.

——The so-called era of all races has never come from the beginning to the end!
"Alas, fool, why bother? Since you have already understood the truth of the Ten Thousand Races, why do you have to do this? The Ten Thousand Races are like this because of their previous causes. This is the case for all the races in the human history. Isn't it the same for the prehistoric history?"

Wa said this not only to You, but also to several other high saints from all races, and even more so to Morgoth who stumbled in from the gate of Wa Palace.

"So what? So what?!" Morgoth screamed like a madman: "I don't care! I don't care!"

"No, Morgoth, you care, you care too much"

The violently trembling Yu suddenly turned his head and stared at Melkor. The unique vertical pupils of the serpent clan made Morgoth feel a chill in his heart. That chill from the bottom of his heart was as if someone had seen through him from the outside to the inside, from his body to his holy path and his true spirit.

"You, what did you say?!"

"Melkor Morgoth Boglier, you deeply detest the actions of the saints of the Elven race in the prehistoric times. You hate their behavior and despise their style, which led to a sense of powerlessness in you. At that time, Ilúvatar was the only ray of hope in your heart. Why was Ilúvatar so outstanding? Although she had good talent, it was a dilemma whether the original Ilúvatar could achieve the status of a saint. And after achieving the status of a saint, would Ilúvatar fall like those old saints of the Elven race? It's hard to say, but you understand Ilúvatar's achievements. All these changes were caused by that man."

"You have an almost fanatical worship of Ilúvatar, but the source of this worship is not Ilúvatar, but that man. Correspondingly, humans naturally become the perfect race you wish for."

"You keep saying that the era of the Ten Thousand Races is over. You hate the Human Emperor and hope that the era of the Ten Thousand Races can return. Is this true? Yes, but not entirely. The Ten Thousand Races Era you hope to return to is not the Ten Thousand Races Era in a broad sense, that is, the Primordial Era. The Ten Thousand Races Era you hope for is an era controlled by a perfect race. Remember the legend that was widely circulated in the Primordial Era, the legend that indirectly triggered the first war among the Ten Thousand Races?"

"No matter how the ranking of the myriad races of the prehistoric world changes, there are two races whose rankings have never changed. One is the Logic Race, which has always been ranked third, even after a great battle with the Lord of War and his Titans, which put the Lord of War into a deep sleep and nearly wiped out the Primordial Titans. The other is the Logic Race, which 'inexplicably' disappeared after the beginning of human history."

"The other one is the eternal first world clan."

"When the world returns, it will be the day to make up for all regrets. The race that the world descends to will become the protagonist race of the multiverse, the [World Clan]. In fact, there is no such thing as a World Clan. I even doubt whether the legend from ancient times to the present, that all regrets will be made up when the world descends, is also a lie, or a false rumor caused by the lack of some key information. The world is the legitimate son of the multiverse, the inner universe. He is indeed very strong, but for the unique matching mechanism of our multiverse, it is not enough to be just an inner universe."

Yu's gaze was so sharp that Melkor dared not look directly at him. He lowered his head deeply and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Stop talking, stop talking."

"The era of myriad races that you wish for is actually an era dominated by the perfect race that you imagine. You don't care what this race is. Isn't it enough to just integrate the elves into this race? In your mind, that perfect race is humans!"

"That's enough, stop talking"

"You witnessed with your own eyes the power of mankind, and even more so the sacrifices made by mankind during the battle of creation. That shocking sacrifice and greatness was enough to change the world, no, it was enough to create the world. You felt that this was the perfect race in your mind. What's even better is that with Ilúvatar around, it was only natural for the elves to join the human race. You were happy, you were revelry, you were excited, and you even joined the Human Emperor's Legion to fight for the Human Emperor. Then, at the moment when Fuxi went on an expedition to the negative multiverse, the Primordial Heaven began to fall visibly. Your so-called perfect race is essentially no different from the Primordial Myriad Races."

"Shut up—"

The extreme coldness spread in the Demon King's Palace, but even though the Holy Path was frozen, Morgoth's murderous intent remained undiminished.

Bing Feng was completely helpless. He looked up at Wa, hoping that his Demon King would say something. Should he kill him, release him, or what? The big leaders, please come out and give some guidance. This is the Demon King's Palace, and under the Demon King's nose. Bing Feng is the strongest among the saints, so he has to take action. If he takes action, he doesn't know how strong he will use.

——Bingfeng was annoyed because Wa didn’t say anything.

Bing Feng swore that if he could defeat Luo who was giving his all, he wouldn't have to suffer this humiliation here.

"A, sad convert."

It turns out that words can kill, especially when used against this group of wise men.

And in the infinite history, it is not the first or second time that wise men have killed people with words. Although Neos managed to escape Chu Xuan's clutches this time, Adam was hit, and not just once. Adam was almost angered to death three times.

Looking at Morgoth, whose holy way had been extinguished, he turned his head mercilessly.

You felt that Morgoth was quite lucky. At least Morgoth was only angered to death by himself, while he had to bear the cruel truth forever.

"Your Majesty the Demon King, please preserve the fire of our myriad races."

Bing Feng took a breath. Although You finally changed the word, the problem with this word seemed to be even bigger, because the intuition from the innate saint was telling him that You was coming for him this time.

"Do you know? Gu once said, how the myriad races treat humans is how humans will treat the myriad races after they gain power."

Wa finally spoke, but these words drained the last bit of energy out of You.

(End of this chapter)