Eternal Punishment Dragon in Prison

Chapter 114 The Birth of the Gods (for Subscription)
"Duty?"

Murphy murmured.

He turned his head and looked at an old man wearing a crown made of crystal, wearing crystal-colored clothes, graying hair, long beard, and energetic.

The old man said, "That's right, it's the duty."

"The duty of the abyss is to create chaos, the duty of hell is to fight the abyss, and the duty of the gods is to protect souls."

"That's their job."

This is a novel statement.

Murphy asked, "Does responsibility bring power?"

The old man said: "Of course, order and chaos are power?"

"Everything is a source of strength, as long as the heart admits, courage and love are both strength."

"My name is Uluchimo, and I am the president of the Cambert Psychic Research Association."

"Mr. Murphy, welcome to come."

Murphy understood, this was the theory of psions.

Isn't that what the mind is like?
May all your wishes come true.

This is a basic ability for psions.

But in the eyes of ignorant and ignorant things, it is quite incredible.

But it's real.

And in the eyes of the vast majority of mortals, those powerful beings do perform their duties.

The gods protect believers, the abyss opposes order, and hell deceives souls.

These are the meanings of their existence.

Or a kind of work.

It's just that the content of this kind of work looks lofty.

But after a closer look, it is really no different from mortal vegetable sellers, manure pickers, trackers, blacksmiths, etc.

It's all an order.

Even the so-called chaotic abyss.

In essence, it is also a kind of responsibility and order.

Murphy said: "Then how does this explain the divine power contained in the soul, which is a power that can cast divine spells."

Uluchimo said: "Is it strange? If it were you, wouldn't you be able to perform magic?"

"As a residue born from magic."

"It is extremely normal for the soul to be able to perform divine spells."

"It's just that ordinary people can't use their soul energy to this extent."

Uluchimo's words make sense.

The gods are one.

Spellcasters who master epic spells, both divine and arcane spells can be simulated by epic spells.

The devil is nothing more than reducing the authority to use this power to a level below legend.

So it's nothing special.

Murphy asked again: "Then how should I practice my own path?"

What he asked was not to practice his ideas, implement his ideas, and move towards the unity of knowledge and action.

Instead, let the multiverse recognize and give a responsibility similar to that of the gods, to participate in the operation of the world, and even create the world.

In other words, it is a priesthood, which is the road to becoming a god.

Uluchimo said: "It's very simple, just let the powerful existence recognize it."

"They can give you these responsibilities."

Murphy: "..."

To be recognized by the gods and to be their god is indeed an orthodox path.

No matter how bad it is, you can plunge into the abyss, take the initiative to transform into a demon, and strive for the position of a demon lord.

Even if one can gain the favor of the God of God, it is extremely easy to become a powerful divine power.

But Murphy didn't want to ask these questions.

He wanted to understand the process of how to climb from an ordinary mortal to a god.

Uluchimo naturally understood what Murphy wanted to ask, so he said again: "You have a firm belief and a widely spread reputation, which is a way to gain recognition from the multiverse."

"But these are full of randomness, more disordered and chaotic than the abyss."

"So generally speaking, it is not recognized by most legends."

"Do you know the aboleth?"

Murphy nodded, of course he knew this species.

The history of this race is uncountably long.

There are countless billions of years.

Any chronicle describing a certain period of its history, with a little detail, would require a tome of thousands of pages.

It can be said to be one of the longest surviving races in the multiverse.

They are said to have been transformed from the blood of the ancient evil Pai Skythias.

And this ancient evil is settled in the third Minauros layer of Baator Hell, and it is a powerful existence of medium divine power named Scarlet Queen.

Uluchimo said: "Aboleths are quite prosperous in history."

"Empires were established throughout the many planes of the multiverse, and they experimented with countless primitive life forms in the universe."

"Including constructs, slime creatures, elemental creatures, insect creatures, and even more complex animals, magical beasts, and even humanoid creatures."

"And then created countless powerful creatures."

"Do you know how such a powerful race was destroyed overnight?"

"Reduced to one of the many races that can only inhabit the bottom of the material plane."

Murphy said in a deep voice, "The aboleths have passed primitive life experiments, and all the creatures created by them are enslaved by them."

"Used to complete those boring jobs that lack technical content but are indispensable to the empire."

"And these slaves, after millions of years, created something that the aboleths had never seen before, let alone prepared for."

"And so the rebellious slaves overthrew the aboleth rule."

Uluchimo touched his beard: "This kind of thing is the gods, and the belief of the slaves has produced some awesome existences."

"Their power surpasses that of the aboleths."

"The revolting slaves call upon the names of their gods, making them real beings."

"These gods then poured their wrath like boiling lava upon the enslavers of their worshipers, banishing them into the bleak shadows of their former glory."

"That's why divine magic is so scorned in aboleth culture."

Murphy's tone was somewhat skeptical: "Belief will give birth to gods? Then the devil will not be a devil."

"And the slaves among mind flayers will definitely become gods in batches."

"And according to historical records, the gods created this world, and the gods also created time."

"These records of the aboleths may just be the ravings of those crazy aboleths in this long time."

"Their kingdoms also rise and fall, and the number of prosperity and decline is incalculable."

"The ultimate catastrophe may be due to something else."

Uluchimo said in a strange tone: "But what if these records are true?"

"Aboleth did not lie, and the gods did not lie."

"This is the power of authenticity."

Just as Murphy was about to say how it was possible, the timeline was obviously wrong.

It was the gods who created this world and time, and the aboleth was a creature that existed after the birth of the world and time of the gods.

But suddenly he thought of something, and said in surprise: "Time travels, and the effect becomes the cause!"

Uluchimo smiled and said, "That's right."

"Why must the gods be born at the beginning of creation?"

"Some powerful gods also have the power to travel through time."

"And of course pure faith will not give birth to gods, but what about the soul?"

"The history of psions is very long. The ability to make one's wishes come true will always give birth to incredible existences."

Murphy understood what Uluchimo meant, and what he meant was that a god would be born if the power of the mind was strong enough.

This proves the greatness of the soul.

Yet Murphy still didn't get what he wanted.

These are all false theories.

Extrapolate results from history.

No one knows what the real reason is.

He felt that it was pointless to continue talking to Uluchimo, so he said flatly, "Tell me, what are you looking for from me?"

"Why do you need me?"

On the way here, Fela had exchanged a lot with Murphy.

Murphy also obtained the information he had learned on the previous timeline.

Uluchimo touched his beard again: "Don't be so anxious, first enter the demiplane with me before talking."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked forward with his head on.

Murphy was not at all cowardly, and followed directly.

Swish!
The surrounding desert began to become unreal, as if separated by a layer of water, everything became blurred.

Murphy knew that this was the realization of space transformation during the process of entering the demiplane. .

"Do you know why the demiplane of the Cambert Psychic Association is located on the sandstorm layer?"

Uluchimo, who was walking to the front, said suddenly.

Murphy shook his head, but he didn't answer with a voice.

But he understands that with the ability of the old man, he can clearly understand his actions.

Uluchimo can indeed see it: "Many people think that the mind of the plane is located in an inexplicable dimension."

"Just like endless dimensional rifts and plane fragments, it is difficult to find and difficult to detect."

"But in fact, the mind of the plane is very close to us."

"It's in the physical world."

Looking at the changing scene around him and the increasingly blurred desert outside, Murphy wondered, "Why do you have such an idea."

"You mean, this demiplane is built in the mind of the plane?"

"You can see it in the way I communicate with Yuan Hai."

"It's really at an inexplicably high place."

"Every time you enter, there is a phenomenon of soul leap, which doesn't seem like something that exists on the physical plane."

"For this kind of illusory thing, I agree that it is on the spiritual level."

Fei La, who was walking behind, said, "Your Excellency Murphy, are you that sure?"

"Recall carefully, do you have a detailed understanding of the specific process of going to Yuanhai?"

Murphy was silent for a while, and they had already walked into a dark space.

The surroundings are like pure night, and the silence is irrelevant.

Just like he used to walk through Yuanhai.

Murphy thought about it carefully: "No, it seems to have passed through some kind of membrane all at once, and then came to Yuanhai."

"Behind that is nothingness."

"After that, I entered the inner layer of Yuanhai."

This feeling is like a person knowing that he can walk, run, jump, breathe, eat, and sleep. It is an instinct.

Although the description is a bit like speculation, the original magic power mastered will not be faked.

Uluchimo stretched his fingers forward, and infinite spiritual energy surged, and the dark void in front of him was suddenly pierced, and a straight and bright road appeared.

He said: "So, you don't have any evidence to prove that Yuan Hai is not in the material plane."

Murphy will not be refuted by Uluchimo: "Don't prevaricate me with such unfalsifiable things."

"I want to see your evidence, not my evidence."

"If you can't prove your claims are true."

"I still stand by my ideas."

Uluchimo signaled Murphy to follow him forward: "The proof is very simple, you will understand it when you come to this demiplane."

After completely entering the demiplane.

Murphy found that this was a world like a void.

It is almost the same as the end of the road before, it is empty, silent, and silent.

The only difference is that there are bits and pieces of light coming from afar.

It gave Murphy a feeling of coming to the outer space of the previous universe.

Or the outer space of the material plane planet.

But Murphy knew it wasn't.

Because the space above and below is completely different from outer space.

It is a clear silver sky.

Huge tubes of cloud stretched in coils that looked like thunderclouds of gray clouds or static tornadoes.

From time to time, weird colorful swirls flashed.

This is the astral plane.

To be precise, it is a demiplane that simulates the components of the astral world.

The magical energy here is also extremely active.

Murphy felt that in this demiplane, even ordinary spellcasters could instantly cast spells with a casting time of less than 6 seconds at will.

And the spell acting on itself is permanent.

Including legendary spells is no exception.

"The star realm you simulated is really similar."

"If I didn't know that I was in Carceri, I would really have thought that I came to the astral plane through the demiplane."

All planes and demiplanes are connected to the astral plane.

Coming to the astral world through the demiplane is also the practice of many travelers.

Uluchimo nodded: "Yes, after all, only the astral world is the ultimate source of the soul, and it is also the place where there are the most manifesters and the fastest growth."

"Of course we have to create an environment suitable for our growth."

"How about it, do you feel any difference in Yuanhai here?"

Murphy said: "It's more active, but isn't this the result of your simulation?"

"But in essence, it is still the same as Kaserli's source sea."

"In simulation, it's not the real astral world either."

Specifically, it is the difference between the Internet and a local area network.

No matter how closed or modified a local area network is, it is still part of the Internet.

Although the local area network can be set up privately, the source sea of ​​the demiplane must be a part of the source sea of ​​the dependent plane.

Uluchimo laughed: "You may think that we are using a seed like [Mystery Lock]."

"It is made to disable a certain type of energy, or a certain school of energy."

"Or a legendary ability that blesses a certain type of energy, and a certain school of energy."

"That would be a big mistake."

"It's the same as sensing carefully, how is it different from the outside world?"

Hearing what Uluchimo said, Murphy was completely relieved this time.

The spirit is once again accompanied by the expertise of [Legendary Spellcasting Ability], ready to pass through layers of dark and empty space.

Came to the same dark and empty source sea inner layer.

Although it is dark, just like the vacuum in the universe in the previous life is not empty, it contains endless energy.

As a legendary spellcaster, you can draw on these energies and release legendary spells with endless possibilities.

But this time is obviously different.

He saw the light.

Various points of light are located in the outer and inner layers of the source sea.

This is the aura of magical energy.

Just like what he saw when he broke through to the legendary mage for the first time.

Generally speaking, it is imperceptible.

And when you are on the material plane, you can use magic to observe the aura here.

The same cannot be done here.

Even if Murphy has always passed detection magic in his soul.

Can't do it either.

But this time I saw it.

And it seems that he saw much more than when he broke through the legendary mage.

"This is the active source sea."

"Only the magic changes and the active Yuanhai has such a scenery?"

Murphy thought to himself.

But is there any difference?

Doesn't seem to be any different?
Active magical energy, when it should strengthen ordinary spells, it will strengthen ordinary spells, and when it should strengthen legendary spells, it will strengthen legendary spells.

There are more of these little stars of light.

These rays do represent the operation of magical powers.

But Murphy didn't need to see it this way to understand the operation of magical energy.

As mentioned earlier, having [Legendary Spellcasting Ability] is keen for manipulating magical energy.

Just like instinct.

And the magic experiment is more in the reality level.

The study of spells can also be well observed.

Therefore, it is not too important to not have the internal perception of Yuanhai.

Murphy's consciousness returned to reality, and at the same time, his body followed Ulukimo's speed in the void.

They haven't reached their destination yet.

Still have to move forward.

"What do these active magical auras represent?"

Murphy felt that Uluchimo was aimless, which seemed to have other meanings on some level.

Uluchimo laughed: "This means that the source sea has begun to open, showing its true appearance to you."

"You should understand that magical energy is not only the power to use spells or abilities."

"It is invisible, intangible, intangible, and all five senses are invalid, even the vision of the soul will be invalid."

"Only the spirit can resonate with it."

"But here you can see it, which means it's not hiding."

"Show me your true self."

An idea came to Murphy's mind, and he hurriedly asked, "Then why isn't it covering up, or why did it cover up in the past."

Uluchimo said: "Think about it carefully, you already have the answer to this question."

Yes, Murphy already has an answer.

After listening to Uluchimo and Fela's manifester's views on the world.

Then something amazing occurred to him.

"Could it be that just like the hearts of creatures are closed, the hearts of planes are also closed."

It is impossible for an individual to completely reveal one's own soul.

Even if you do, open your heart.

However, due to the differences in the three views and thinking between living beings, it is also difficult to understand each other.

as someone wrote.

Downstairs a man was dying of illness, the family next door sang on the phonograph, and across the street was playing with children.

There are two people upstairs laughing wildly; there is also the sound of playing cards, and a woman on a boat in the river is crying for her dead mother.

Human sorrows and joys are not interlinked, I just think they are noisy.

Simply put, there is no empathy.

"But why does the plane close its mind? Does it have its own thoughts?"

Uluchimo said: "Of course the plane has its own thoughts, but this thought is different from all creatures in the world."

"So most creatures can't understand."

"I always think that the plane is muddled and operates like a natural law."

"But since they have their own hearts, how can they have no thoughts."

"And isn't the abyss the best example?"

"He is the collective consciousness of all the planes of the abyss. Although his behavior is chaotic and disorderly, it also means that he has his own thoughts."

"This is also the plane of thinking that is closest to the thinking of ordinary creatures on a certain level."

"arrive."

After Uluchimo finished speaking, he stayed in the void, and the spiritual energy in his body surged again.

In the dark void in front of Murphy, a gleaming black appeared.

It sounds weird.

But it's really a colorful black.

Colors that do not exist within the range of normal human vision.

But Murphy, as a legendary mage, was able to observe this color, and could perceive that it was different from the surrounding darkness.

The most important thing is that this piece of black also blocks the glimmer of light that should have passed from afar.

"This is!"

After Murphy used the spell to detect, a shock came to his heart.

Where is the colorful black.

This is clearly the color of a pupil.

At this time, a huge eye spread all over the demiplane, occupying this huge void.

The black in front of Murphy's eyes is where the pupils are.

"Eye of Cambert?"

Fera smiled and said, "Your Excellency Murphy, do you believe me now, why do I keep saying that the Eye of Cambert cannot move?"

Murphy said speechlessly: "Then can't you tell me the real situation?"

"Why don't you say anything in detail."

The tentacles on Feila's head moved: "Do you think that you would believe me even if I said it?"

"Since you will be skeptical if you say anything, why do I have to say it so clearly?"

Although the legendary ability is also omnipotent.

However, the larger and heavier objects are more difficult to move.

The few radii of this demiplane also have tens of kilometers.

How could such huge eyes move?

Impossible to move at all.

However, it is such a huge artifact eye, and at this moment it is covered with dense cracks.

Every rift is like a space rift, hundreds or thousands of meters long.

It was pitch black and deep, covering the entire demiplane.

"How is this artifact made? Is it illusory or real, spiritual or material?"

Murphy asked a series of questions.

Feila's tone was full of pride: "This is both mind and matter, and it is both illusion and reality."

"And it's not as hard to make as you might think."

"At first it was just a very small eye, only the size of a human eye, and it was far less powerful than it is now."

"It's just that the essence is extremely high, reaching the level of a high-level artifact."

"It is the crystallization of technology from the Cambert Psychic Research Association."

"But we found an unusual place, that is where the mind of the plane is located."

"So we put it here."

"Steal the mind of the plane and let it grow."

"The Eye of Cambert you see now is the result of thousands of years of growth."

Uluchimo laughed and said: "Yes, Feila is right, how can we turn back a year without such power."

"This half-plane is the closest to the mind of the plane."

"Just as living creatures occasionally open their hearts."

"Plane will also."

"And this kind of opening, once it is opened, it will take a long time."

"For the plane, it's just a moment."

"For us, it's long enough."

"We can draw enough power from it to forge a huge artifact."

Murphy was shocked when he heard it, but he still underestimated the background of the legendary level.

A Manifestation Association, which is far inferior to the Kaserli Mage Union, has come up with such a powerful artifact.

Although size is not everything, it is too exaggerated.

So what kind of background should the most powerful Kaserli mage alliance have.

Murphy interjected, "I have a very important question. Is there only two people in your organization?"

"I think if there are only this few people, it's better to run for their lives then."

"And I think you all have such magical weapons, and in the future, you will be killed by the Kaserli Mage Alliance through time and space."

"It's better to choose the path of surrender."

Murphy really thought so.

Run away if you can't beat it, join if you can't escape, there is really nothing shameful.

After all, we are not life and death enemies.

There is an inextricable hatred.

There are no apparent conflicts of interest.

Isn't it good to surrender?
What are you still resisting?
You must be able to fight against it?

Such a powerful artifact was beaten so miserably.

If I were to do it myself, even if I really improved the mage level and reached level 30, so what?
It still feels like a cannon fodder.

Fela "..."

The old man sighed: "Of course it's not just these people. We also have other members who went to other prison floors to contact the rest of the legendary spellcasters."

"And it's impossible for us to surrender."

"If we could surrender, we would have voted long ago."

"Why bother trying to figure out a way to fight against the Kaserli Mage Alliance."

Murphy wondered: "Isn't the life-saving ability of legendary spellcasters very powerful?"

"Why are you so afraid."

Even though he asked like this, Murphy already had a bad premonition in his heart.

Uluchimo didn't answer, but said, "Varot, come out and show Lord Murphy a cruel future."

A head floated directly from somewhere on the giant Eye of Cambert.

The head is very mutilated, the neck below seems to be torn, and there are still remnants of the trachea and muscle filaments.

A pit was sunken in the center, exposing the walnut-like pattern of the brain.

One eye is also missing, and the other eye is not much better, it is a vast expanse of whiteness, and it is impossible to focus at all.

The skin on the head also melted completely, as if peeled off.

Wisps of blood dripped from these exposed subcutaneous tissues.

It was vaporized by an unknown force in the air again.

"Welcome Your Excellency Murphy, my name is Varot, and I am a reborn from the future."

(End of this chapter)