"So...this is the real goal of the Gray Plan, is it?"
Soshiyan discovered that at this time, he was unexpectedly calm, even a little terrible, or a stone that had been pressing on his heart was relieved.
"What kind of network channels and what kind of reconstruction legion are just a scam... Everything is to resurrect Xerxes."
"So that's your final conclusion?"
"Isn't it?"
The mortals looked at Soshiyang with a smile and asked back:
"So who told you all this?"
Soshiyang blinked, immediately recalled, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and then said softly:
"These words were told by the Devil... The Mortal, what you mean is that he told me these things and did not intend to lead me to the real gray plan? I remember the Devil said that his existence was for questioning and opposing... The Devil, you said before that this plan was a trap, but you still agreed to continue this plan after Xerxes' death. Then I boldly assume that the resurrection of Xerxes is only a step in the plan, the ultimate goal... Or just like ten thousand years ago, provide you with an extremely powerful body, right, the Mortal? The Emperor? In the end, Soshiyan will be destroyed, and Xerxes will be destroyed! Only a god that transcends reality and supreme heaven will rise in the galaxy!"
Although Soshiyan's tone gradually became excited, the ordinary person always just looked at him with a smile.
As he said that, Soshiyang pointed his finger at the painting.
"Like that sad god, continue to devour the future and survive in trembling!"
The boy curled his smile and looked straight at Soshiyang. When he spoke, his voice turned into a thick male voice with an echo, as if it was a huge bronze bell.
"Is there anything wrong with this?"
Then he jumped out of the chair and walked towards Soshiyang, with golden light on his body.
"For the great cause of human survival, for the welfare of trillions of living creatures, for the people scattered in the universe, for the stars who do not need the Geller force field, and communicate freely without the strange dreams of the star speakers. In order to make human beings a race that transcends the limitations of the soul, nothing cannot be sacrificed, and nothing cannot be destroyed!"
The grand voice echoed in Soshyang's ears, and when the other side took a step forward, he instinctively stepped back.
Step by step, the originally short body quickly surged and was transforming into a giant wearing golden armor like Soshiyang.
"Nothing cannot be used! No one is qualified to object! I am both the beginning of man! I am also the most important man! I am the natural and unquestionable ruler of mankind! I have the right to deal with anyone!"
For the first time, Soshiyang felt the pressure of cold sweat. He stepped back step by step, while the other party was approaching step by step, his body getting bigger and bigger, and pulled out a burning sword from his huge sharp claws, as if it was a dazzling sun, which made Soshiyang almost unable to open his eyes.
"Without me, human beings cannot prosper! Without me, human beings are still trapped in the dark night! It is me guiding and honing this race! It is my cradle world for conquering mankind, followed by the entire galaxy. I have to control everything! Human beings need rulers, and only rule brings supreme order! I - the ruler of all mankind - will bring redemption!"
The other party was already close to him, so close that it seemed that he could hold Soshiyang in his palm with just one stretch of his hand.
Faced with the huge pressure like a landslide, Soshiyang was almost suffocated.
Almost instinctively, he slowly moved his hand toward the sword around his waist.
"Anyone! Anything! It should be used by me! Even my son, too!"
The moment the other party leaned over, Soshiyang, who was gritting his teeth, was instantly dyed silver, not only his armor, but also his face. At the same time, the Holy Flame Sword on his waist was also pulled out of the scabbard amid the screaming sound, and cold black flames ignited on the spiral sword body.
The next moment, the pressure disappeared, the dazzling golden light disappeared, leaving only the light curtain tent slightly whirling.
Soshiyang woke up instantly, and he saw the sword in his hand pointing at the mortal who had become a child.
"ah!"
A second later, he let go of his hand in horror, retreated repeatedly and even knocked down an exhibition rack.
While many objects fell sharply and shattered, the Holy Flame Sword also fell heavily on the street stall.
"I...I..."
Soshiyan finally realized what he had just done...
He actually drew his sword to the Lord of Humanity!
Only those primordists called traitors have done this, but today he—
The mortal drooped his eyes and glanced at the Holy Flame Sword, and chuckled with his hands behind his back:
"Soshyan, you have given the answer."
"I...not...I..."
Soshiyang stood there hesitated, looking a little helpless.
But a meaningful sentence appears.
"Someone told you that no matter who you face, you must know how to resist, right?"
Soshiyang was speechless.
But the ordinary person walked towards the broken artwork and picked up a piece of fragment.
"Actually, what you said is right. If you swallow the future, you can only survive. Just like these things, even if they recover, there will be cracks that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. It will be more difficult to repair after the next break."
As he said that, he threw away the fragments and the broken display racks automatically returned to their original appearance.
"It's broken, it's broken. No matter how it is repaired or repaired, it cannot change the reality that it once broke."
"Feel sorry..."
"You don't need to apologize to anyone, as Soshiyan, you did a great job... But there is one thing I need to correct, grey has always been a trap, and it's still the same."
"I...I don't quite understand."
"I can't find the answer, but you can find it."
"Why?"
"Only you can find the truth about Asuyan and the Immortal Star Fall. We don't know how many players there are on this chess game, but we can infer that there is an invisible hand in this fog, even more hidden than the four destructive powers."
"Since that's the case, why is Makado..."
"This is a big gamble. Although there are various risks in it, they believe that many risks can be avoided. Compared with huge returns, taking some risks within the acceptance range... However, there is always an unpredictable variable that controls everything."
“What is it?”
"Time... in ten thousand years, many things have changed. Is this plan still going on according to the original plan? No one knows, I don't know, and the confused ones don't know, probably... only he himself knows."
"he..."
Soshiyang frowned.
“Macardo?”
Anyone shook his head.
"Macado has long passed away. Now the one who leads this plan is his 'consciousness', or the 'he' shaped with memory, which is close to the 'he' of Macado, but... as you think, is that person just having memory?"
Chapter completed!