Chapter 2299 The war begins, the cruel truth
The original Temple of Doom, like their two major forces, was the most powerful force in Castlevania.
Even when the Temple of Doom was at its peak, Blood River Valley and the Tomb of Doom needed to unite to defeat the Temple of Doom.
But don't know why.
Suddenly one day, the Doomsday Temple announced its retirement.
They gave up all their power in Castlevania, and the only thing they retained was this temple.
Except for the annual sacrifices, the Doomsday Temple is silent with almost no news.
Over time, from the initial vigilance to now, the other two major forces no longer pay attention to the Temple of Doom.
But now that they know that Xu Zimo has entered the Doomsday Temple, the two major forces still dare not relax at all.
What if this is what the Doomsday Temple wants to do?
If the Temple of Doom is going to pay, then the two major forces of Blood River Valley and Tomb will definitely put aside their conflicts and hatred temporarily and join forces to suppress the Temple of Doom.
Because Castlevania is so big, if someone wants to compete with them for the cake, this is absolutely not allowed.
At this moment, countless rivers of blood intertwined with countless walking corpses, surrounding the Doomsday Temple airtight.
When Xu Zimo walked out, the Qing Emperor frowned slightly.
He knew the old monk from the Doomsday Temple.
The opponent's all-encompassing method is very tricky.
But Xu Zimo is a new face.
"Master Doomsday, when did your Doomsday Temple have a living person?" the Qing Emperor asked calmly.
At the gate of the Doomsday Temple, the old monk slowly walked out.
I saw that his eyes were pure, neither sad nor happy, but rather kind-hearted.
The Blood Ancestor laughed and said: "Doomsday, you haven't been born in these years, eating fast and chanting Buddha, how come the devil's hands stained with countless blood now have the feeling of a treasure elephant?"
"Don't you think it's ironic?"
"You've already embarked on this path and you've been born in Castlevania. If you don't follow this path to the end, do you want to be a good person again?"
Hearing this, the old monk shook his head.
Said: "It's meaningless, no matter what path you take or what you do, it's meaningless."
"Because everything is false. The things you have done and the people you have killed will eventually start again."
"Doomsday, what are you talking about? You are trying to be mysterious," the Qing Emperor said coldly.
"Who is this person?"
"He killed people from our two major forces. Do you want to protect him?"
"He, he is the one who makes dreams disappear," the old monk looked at Xu Zimo.
He smiled miserably and said: "That's right!"
"Everything has to go back to the way it was, right?"
"It's easy to deal with smart people," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"How can it be said that something that does not exist has disappeared?"
"I want to know, who is that bit of truth?" The old monk seemed a little unwilling.
In other words, even when death is imminent, you still can't let go and have extravagant hopes of knowing the truth.
After all, after searching for more than half his life, this has become his obsession.
"It's true, it doesn't hurt to tell you," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"The Medicine King of Castlevania, are you still familiar with the name Lu Simiao?"
"Lu Simiao, Lu Simiao," he repeated the name twice.
The old monk suddenly became excited.
Then I saw him laughing, laughing and crying again.
"Everything is fate, fate!"
Medicine King is so famous in Castlevania, but he has never heard of it.
Why haven't you heard of it?
Because their existence has already been designed.
Although they are in the same city, the two of them seem to exist on two parallel lines.
Close at hand, never see each other.
It is like a machine that has been programmed before leaving the factory, and all machines follow the program.
Just like the Blood Ancestors, including the Qing Dynasty Emperor, they are all the same.
The old monk Doomsday Lord's machine broke down halfway, so he discovered the sad fact that he was a virtual image.
So he gave up everything, fasted and chanted Buddha's name all day long, thinking that everything was meaningless.
"Why, why did you create us?" the old monk whispered silently.
"I'm afraid it's just to repay the inner demons," Xu Zimo shook his head.
On the other side, the Blood Ancestor and the Qing Emperor looked at each other.
Seeing the old monk's attitude, they all thought this guy was crazy.
"Is this old guy stupid? No wonder he retired."
"It's better to be stupid. Just bulldoze the entire Temple of Doom today. From now on, Castlevania will be divided into two and we can share the world."
The Blood Ancestor sneered and said.
Although the two of them usually have conflicts, if they share a piece of cake, everyone can eat it.
If there were a few more people, they would naturally not be happy.
The two men waved their hands, and countless rivers of blood and walking corpses came over to kill them.
First, they attack Xu Zimo, and first get rid of Xu Zimo to restore the prestige of the two major forces.
As for the Temple of Doom, this is probably going to be a tough battle.
………
Looking at the massive blood river and the army of walking dead, Xu Zimo smiled.
Look at that weird person.
He smiled and said, "I'll leave it to you next."
The weird man roared angrily. From the very beginning, he had been trying to break free from Xu Zimo's shackles.
But all to no avail.
Because it itself is a thing of greed.
Born out of greed, and bound by greed.
………
I saw a strange person being forced to make gestures.
Hand seals.
At this moment, the entire Castlevania seemed to be affected.
"Boom, boom, boom."
Both the earth and the sky were cracked.
Countless powers burst out in the blood river.
At this moment in Castlevania, in the room where Lu Simiao is sitting for consultation.
To be continued...