October 3, 557, New Yuan calendar.
Cruzd Federation, Extreme Cold Special Zone Q Zone (Old Cold Extreme Cold Area), "Peslunne" area, wilderness tourists group "star spots".
boom!
The bright light that turned the night sky into the daylight flashed by, and in the central square of this independent settlement, a burning, pure and sacred flame was ignited.
A few seconds later, as a mechanical middle spell passed through everyone's ears, the flames turned into a straight column of light under the powerful control of a pair of white hands like putty applied to paint the walls, and rushed into the stars in the depths of the universe who were confused in the darkness.
"This is already close to the power of rank 4: hope, Luo Nai." A heavy, low, mechanically synthesized tremolo appeared behind Luo Nai:
"It's only a little bit long now. As long as the Lord of Machinery gives you any blessing, you can really gain your own strength and become the upper-level professional you hope for."
"But the Lord of Machinery created me, but gradually forgot me. I am like a doll made at will. After so many years, I have never made any contact with Him except for the first few years." Luo Nai shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"When I was a machine, I longed to get [personality]. I thought I had obtained [personality], gained the ability to advance to the order of the demon source, and gained the opportunity to become a god, and I could re-establish even a little bit of a connection with Him.
"But in fact, I just got the pain of being a human being. The gods seemed to have taken hypnotic drugs and disappeared into an eternal nightmare under the influence of the sleeping emblem. They were not willing to take on the responsibility of being a god, but were also afraid of these crazy evil spirits and viruses in the wasteland era."
Luo Ni said, walked forward and grabbed the herald of the "Life" carved in the air with the words "生" of the Fire Empire floating in the air, put it back on the inside of the top, and in the pocket close to the heart.
Then, he casually kicked the white dust on the ground, turned around and looked at the man in a black windbreaker who had just made a mechanical tremolo.
He is the founder of the "Wild Tourist Group", the current supreme leader, and a mysterious man called "Big Brother" by Marco and Talia. In an independent armed organization, "Big Brother" has always maintained an absolute mystery. Not only does he have no name, but only this terrifying title that sounds chilling, he is also accustomed to completely covering all parts of his body with heavy equipment and clothing. Even the core figures in the "Wild Tourist Group" have never seen his true appearance since the moment they saw him.
He always wore a leather windbreaker, an old jeans filled with cotton, a pair of gray mecha gloves covered with patches, and a pair of thick-soled functional shoes purchased privately from the Federal Army. Overall, the "Big Brother"'s clothes were iron gray, and a shabby feeling that contrasted with the wasteland yellow sand, wasteland, and ice fields.
"Big Brother" heard the complaint and loss from Luo Nai's words. He took two steps forward, slightly raised his head and stared at Luo Nai's beautiful sapphire pupils, and said:
"Lau Nai, disrespect to the gods will be punished. In our wilderness tourists group, even those who can sacrifice their lives for their faith will bend their steel-solid knees in front of the gods' sculptures.
"Because only in this way can the God slowly bring down his blessings to fulfill what you extremely long for you. You know, the power of God does not come entirely from the Creator who is entangled in the nightmare. In fact, the vast majority of the power comes from 'faith'."
"'Faith'?" Luo Nai asked in a questioning tone, obviously he had heard similar conclusions.
"Of course, 'faith'." "Big Brother" nodded:
"Just like you finally chose our "Wild Visitors Group", you don't trust the cowards, traitors and sinners of the Federal Council. You don't want to fully believe that boy who was once a "alien monster" and the impulsive big guy around him.
"You don't believe in the "chaotic group" and "understanding religion" that have now become completely reduced to the "monster Alto" plaything. These people are either relying on some illusory fantasies to create a disaster that transcends our cognition, that is, the "Global Energy Evolution Station" plan; or, for their own pitiful interests and desires, push humans and creatures existing on this continent into the abyss of destruction."
"That's true. Although I also smelled a bit of cruelty from you, relatively speaking, you are the most 'human' organization." Luo Nai agreed.
"This is 'faith', and only 'faith' can maintain 'existence'." "Big Brother" explained in a affectionate but still trembling tone:
"Humans 'believe' Gods, and Gods 'exist' due to human needs'. The stronger the human mind of 'belief', the stronger their power will become. And once no one "believes" them anymore, their "existence" will slowly weaken.
"Because Gods are different from humans, Gods will not experience the process of physical death like humans. They do not have physical bodies and will naturally not be truly 'killed'. Only when humans no longer 'believe' them and gradually forget their existence will they truly die."
"'Really die'?" Luo Nai murmured, looking up at the dark starry sky.
"That's right." "Big Brother" further explained:
"The death of the gods on the flesh we see is nothing more than a certain projection of their world that has been destroyed. They always exist in a higher dimension than our humans, and their superior Creator is a ten-dimensional creature in the form of energy bodies.
"The 'death' of the gods is actually disappearing, completely disappearing, just as never before. When the last human who believes in them dies, the memories of them will also disappear into the minds of other gods."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What?" Luo Naipeng asked.
"Big Brother" paused. After a violent cough that was enough to send him away, he took a few deep breaths and continued to tell:
"Then... all records about them, even the words buried deep under the thousand-meter yellow sand, will disappear. No one can spy on their existence in any form except the profession of the [Prophet] who is recognized by the Creator.
"After all, it's nonsense to find their traces as if they had never appeared."
"So, Mr. 'Big Brother', will the Master of Machinery disappear in the end?" Luo pinched his lips and asked the question he was most concerned about.
"It will be done in theory." "Big Brother" gave a positive answer:
"Compared with the human era, the steam era is advanced and progressive. It led an era, belonging to a new era of steam machinery, but one day, electricity and light energy will replace steam, protons, and the delivery point will replace machinery. When we have the strength to transcend dimensions, the master of machinery will be forgotten by everyone and eventually disappear into the dark universe."
"So, well, in fact, I have been unable to contact the Lord of Machinery for so many years. It is not that He has forgotten me, but that humans have quickly forgotten Him. The less humans have 'belief' in Him, the weaker His power will become until they can no longer escape from the divine realm that conquers Him, right?" Luo Nian speculated.
"That's right." "Big Brother" closed his eyes lightly and nodded slightly:
"So, what you have to do is not complain here, but need to contact the power that condenses the 'divine nature' and 'divine nature'. If you are an ordinary human being, if you are not prepared for these powers, you will be destined to explode and die, or you will bleed in the seven orifices and fall into madness. And you are the product of the Lord of Machinery and have obtained the extremely rare [personality], and you will definitely be able to control this power.
"When these forces finally spread to every corner of your body, you will get a short-term ‘spirit’, and by consuming vitality, you will get the opportunity to communicate with the Lord of Machinery."
"So, in this way, if you want to truly get the opportunity to communicate with the god who created me, that is, the Lord of Machinery, I must enter the 'Red Illusion Relic' behind that small hill, right?" Luo Nai said without waiting for the "big brother" to answer:
"In fact, Mr. 'Big Brother', even without you coming to persuade me, I would enter it without hesitation. Because, I smelled the smell of 'fate'. I am sure that the deepest part of 'Red Illusion Relics' is the human beings I am looking for."
"Oh, who is he?" asked "Big Brother" with interest.
"He is a poor man, but he was poured into the uncontrollable red magic power. He had struggled in every corner of the Sunnese Empire, trying to find a way to end the wasteland and return to the original world. However, fate played a joke with him again and again.
"After killing the 'Daughter of Mechanism', he was driven into the snow and ice by the 'Fire of Heaven' set up by Ivant. The Shines called him Lyte Sogra, while the Cruzedes called him - the evil god 'Echoer'."
Luo Ni said, taking out the thirty-cm-long "Mad Bear" pistol that originally belonged to Wright from his waist. While carefully examining the dirt and blood that could not be washed away on the surface of the pistol, he continued in a tender voice that belonged to the young man:
Chapter completed!