The little pastor is taking care of the weirdness of divinity

Chapter 314 6. New World

Pangloss trembled all over because of the backlash of the spell, coughed violently, and his entire soul became transparent and blurred.

"I'm really sorry for letting you see the embarrassing side."

Chabron used his occult knowledge to immediately determine the reason.

The present Pangloss is only a [phantom], the reflection of the great man in the real age.Chabron has previously discovered that the upper limit of the strength of this kind of projection is around level 10, which is probably because the strength of the newly appeared Nemo and pirate captain Sigurd is far weaker than the real Pangloss in history.The spell that Pangloss wanted to release exceeded the power limit of the projection, so naturally he could only end in failure.

Taking advantage of the time when Pangloss failed to cast a spell, the tide of living people and beasts spread and wreaked havoc inside the railing.

Inside the wall, the leader of the security team was an undead with a female appearance. She was very similar to a human, but her skin was so pale that there was no blood color - Chabron thought she seemed a bit familiar.

The commander looked at the influx of undead and shouted:
"Array!"

A dozen undead from the security team lined up, using spells, enchanted firearms, and many magic items that Chabron could not understand to bombard the tide of living creatures.

A series of bombardments followed, and colorful lights flashed continuously.

An attack of this level can only weaken the offensive of the living creatures.

Because it was just a projection, the elites of the security team, like Pangloss, were limited to level 10, and high-level magic items could not really exert their power.The undead of the security team were surprised to find that they had never been as weak as they are today.Under the sunlight, the power of the undead was further weakened.

And these living people and beasts are a hundred times more ferocious and tenacious than those that Chabron has seen in the normal world, and they are all estimated to be above level 5.Even if they are hit head-on by a single spell with four or five rings, they can continue to move forward with their injured bodies, instead of being wiped out like ordinary humans and low-level professionals that Chabron knows.

Watching, the living people and beasts are about to break through the fire line blockade of the security team!
Nemo held the scabbard with his hand, unable to judge whether he should take action for a moment.After all, it goes against common sense to help the undead eliminate living people.

A living person rushed forward, broke through the line of fire, pounced on, and knocked down the leader of the security team.It roared like phlegm stuck in its throat, and bit hard on the security captain's neck with its sharp teeth.

Perhaps because he was an undead, there was no blood flowing out of the officer's pale skin.

However, the next scene made Nemo couldn't help but scream——

The officer's originally pale and bloodless skin turned slightly red, and the outlines of muscles began to be visible on his originally thin body.

At the same time, several undead were knocked down by the swarming living people or beasts and bitten by sharp teeth.

Compared to the commander, who was not that different from humans, the changes in other undead were more significant.

The skeleton was bitten by a living person, and organs began to grow in the skeleton, followed by muscles and skin; the ghost was bitten - I don't know why these living people were able to touch the incorporeal ghost - the illusory body became Increasingly solidified, the blue soul body gradually turned into substance, transforming into the color of white and red human skin.

Undead bitten by a living person will also turn into a living person!

After these undead souls were transformed into living people, they grabbed their own necks in pain.

Immediately afterwards, their eyes turned white, and a growl of phlegm emerged from their throats, and they looked like monsters of the same kind as the living people who bit them.

Several members of the security team who were transformed into living beings after being bitten turned around, staggered, and immediately pounced on their original teammates!

No, there is still an undead who retains his sanity.

It was the female-looking commander. She bit her collar tightly and looked in pain after the transition, but she did not rush towards her teammates like the others.

"Forget it, I'll take action." Xia Bilun strode forward, facing the incoming tide of living creatures without fear.

He was like a hero blocking the tsunami with his body, walking step by step against the wave of living people and beasts.

The living creatures rushed towards Shabron.

But before the sharp teeth of living people and the fangs of wild beasts could touch the blond boy, it was as if they were blocked by some invisible barrier.Chabotran waved his hand casually, and the living creatures beside him disappeared like a dream.

This is the effect of [blasphemer·dispel].

After all, all living creatures are essentially mirages projected by the divine power crystal.Together with the city, they serve as forgotten history, presented by dreams and trickster priesthoods.

With a wave of Chabron's hand, a howling wave of flames rolled in, engulfing the tide of living creatures in front of him in an instant.The wave of flames spread, rushed to the outside of the wall and the gate, and burned up large areas of living things outside the gate.

Seven-ring magic, [Fire Storm].

The undead members of the security team looked at everything in front of them with incredible eyes!
The one who saved them was actually a living person!
Is this... living creatures killing each other?

Chabran walked to the ruined gate in a chic way, flipped his hands lightly, with a relaxed and free expression on his face, and the monstrous waves of fire followed one after another.

In a short amount of effort, the entire wave of living creatures gathered outside the city was all burned to ashes by the flames.

The disaster is over.

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Chamberlain turned around as a hero.

The undead were trembling, looking at the living people facing them, and looking at each other.

Pangloss hurriedly floated down and explained to the undead of the security team that Chabron and his partner Nemo were not ordinary living people, different from ferocious monsters, but his friends.

Chabran's focus is not here.

He noticed that the undead members of the security team were comforting the former chief and using purple liquid to disinfect her.She had just been bitten by a living person, but she could still maintain her sanity.

This officer now looked exactly like a human girl. She was breathing heavily and her body was trembling.

Chabron looked at her soft facial features and suddenly remembered where he had seen this face.

——The god who helped him twice, the Deathrattle Girl!
In real history, Pangloss's power was not limited, so the Deathrattle girl should not have been bitten by a living person.Chamberlain thought.

"What will happen to her?" Xia Bron asked Pangloss, pointing to the deathrattle girl lying on the ground.

"The transformation is not completely successful, and the will can still be retained." Pangloss said, "But after being infected with the plague, even if the will can be retained, it will not take long before the person becomes ill and dies.

"But we are just ghosts who live and die in the tomb, so it doesn't really matter. It's just that her companions will feel sorry for her."

Nemo showed an apologetic expression and asked in a low voice:
"After being infected with the plague, how long can you generally live?"

"Probably, decades, maybe hundreds of years." Pangloss replied. "However, in order to delay the disease, she had to keep taking water and other body parts of living animals, otherwise she would not be able to survive for a few days."

decades?Nemo and Chabron couldn't help but swallowed after hearing this answer.

Chabolon controlled his expression and asked again:

"Where did these living creatures come from? Can you tell me about them?"

Mentioning the birth of living creatures, Pangloss looked a little sad:
"This is all my fault."

"..." Xia Bron stopped talking.

Looking at Pangloss's transparent and illusory soul body, that sense of familiarity also surged up.

Chabron's extraordinary intuition told him that he was very close to the secret of his life experience.

"Come with me, go back to my laboratory," Pangloss turned around, and began to chant the incantation of the teleportation spell, "I will tell you everything. About the mistakes I made."

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The teleportation flash flashed away, and the surrounding scene distorted and changed.

Pangloss took Chabron and Nemo back to the original building, and the silver-white layout came into view.

Pangloss stood there and said suddenly:
"Since you come from a long time ago, our civilization should have been destroyed."

His tone was calm and soothing.

Chabron nodded slightly and answered truthfully:

"In our era, all creatures walking on the earth are living creatures with heartbeats. The undead are considered evil, dirty and ominous."

"Is that really the case?" Pangloss sighed softly, and his sigh was slow and long. "In order to prevent the onset of the disease, you need to constantly swallow the body parts of other living creatures, and you will breathe the surrounding gas like an addiction, right?"

"Yes," said Chabron.

His expression did not waver. He knew that Pangloss was talking about eating and breathing.

"So, in real history, my people and I failed to stop this plague." Pangloss said slowly.

Chabron asked: "Can you tell me about your civilization and the cause of this plague?"

Pangloss eloquently told this story across hundreds of millions of years.

"In my time, I was of the same race as me, living on thousands of planets in the galaxy..."

Chabron listened attentively.

He still remembered the records of the plague in the mysterious ruins in the center of the Sea of ​​Storms.

While listening, Chabran also told Pangloss what he had seen in his own time.

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Imagine a civilization older than time and history itself.

The most prestigious men in civilization formed a council, in which they hammered out every law and order of the universe.

They set up gravity so that matter can attract each other, and weave action paths for the stars...
They weave every warp and weft of the magic web, allowing magic to shake the very foundations of reality...
They used elemental materials to create the material world, and created stars in the void of space; they also used ideas and concepts to open up the outer plane, and extracted the most stable and friendly parts of the creation process to build the Shadowfall World. ······
They smooth the space, set the distance, and stipulate that the line segment between two points is the shortest...

They integrated the time flow and destroyed every possible branch of time and parallel universe...

They order entropy and cause and effect, requiring that the cause must precede the effect, so that the parliamentary ruling can take effect...
Trillions of inhabitants are scattered on countless planets in the galaxy, building billions of cities.

They don't need food, unlike humans who are bound to the land with sweat, so they don't need villages. Cities are the units of settlement.

The city where Chabron, Nemo and Pangloss are now located is just one of the extremely backward cities among hundreds of millions.Larger and more advanced cities are starships comparable in size to planets, traveling through the vast space.

Since the law of time flow was established, every individual in civilization is immortal.In this civilization, even the most ordinary civilians have experienced more time than some of the gods today.

In eternity without beginning or end, trillions of years are indistinguishable from moments.

They are different from the lower creatures that later occupied the universe. They do not need food, drinking water and air, and they will not go on a killing spree to compete for land.They may have fought, but there was never a war in the human sense.

They only have the most basic security team to maintain order.Spellcasters may invent thousands of spells just to create more beautiful fireworks, but only master one or two attack spells.Fighting is what they are least good at.

When Chabron told Pangloss about what he saw and heard on the planet Rioli, Pangloss seemed extremely surprised by many of the sparse and ordinary things.

For example, on the planet Rioli, most humans and demi-humans only have short life spans of tens to hundreds of years, but they do not devote most of their energy to self-realization, but are busy for life.

Most people need to spend a lot of time doing things they don't want to do in order to make a living.The hard workers in the Eastern Continent have to spend most of their already short lives carrying heavy objects, and this kind of fatigue will further shorten the life span of living people.

Pangloss speculated that this morbid situation occurs because the existence of living creatures-especially animals-is extremely deformed and is entirely based on plunder and destruction.

Plants can still exist through sunlight, but humans, demi-humans and other animals need to eat other living creatures in order to delay their illness and maintain life.This abnormal and pathological pattern encourages living creatures to fight and kill each other.

Throughout the history of civilization, certain powerful leaders have summoned thousands of humans to attack each other.It is also called "war".Usually the competition is for land and population, because land plus human work can produce food, and living creatures rely on food for a living.

The pace of life of living people also made Pangloss feel terrifying and uneasy.When Chabron told Pangloss that in their time, "rare time" was a universal law in different civilizations.

The cost of time is measured in simple terms, namely rent and interest.The existence of a discount rate reflects that "today" is more valuable than "tomorrow."

Living people will set plans for what they want to accomplish every day. If they have not completed the tasks of the day by the end of the day, they will be extremely frustrated, worried about it, and sink into depression.

This sense of urgency and pressure associated with time has been with living people since birth.The deterioration of the condition—that is, the appearance of wrinkles in the skin, age spots, weakness in the legs and feet, decline in other physiological functions, etc., will always remind the living that time is running out.

In the age of the immortal, "time" is the least valuable thing.

Any civilian can study a certain philosophy or art in a time that is a hundred times the length of human civilization in Raoli.The most ordinary civilian, as long as he is willing to learn, can possess more knowledge than the sum of all the books in a country today.

What Chabron saw were only a small part of the undead on the streets.More undead may stay at home and remain motionless for more than ten years, just to think about a certain philosophical proposition, or to demonstrate a certain mathematical conjecture, or to delve into the concept of a certain vocabulary in linguistics.

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When Chabron heard this, he couldn't help but nod his head. Instead of lamenting the changes in the universe, he asked a question that he was very concerned about:

"So, how did the plague called life appear? Why do you say it's all your fault?"

He heard the answer from the King of kings,

Now, he wants to know another version of the answer.

　Refer to Volume 59, Chapter [-] "Illness Names Life"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)