Looking at the menacing eyes of Viscount Lister Roald, and then looking at Mrs. Narberal who was lying on the bed with no will to live and just wanted to die, Zuo Si suddenly let out a slightly contemptuous laugh.
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"Ha ha ha ha!
Interesting, I haven't encountered such an interesting thing in a long time.
If you don't mind, could you tell me what you sacrificed when using Behelite?
Is it his wife and newborn child?
Or the older brother whom I once admired and loved?
Or were both part of the sacrifice?
Did you feel pain when you sacrificed them?
Do you feel regret and guilt when you think about them now?
Is this also the origin of your twisted and morbid feelings for Mrs. Narberal?
Don't deny it!
Just because she is the only one who can give you these cursed heirs speaks volumes.
After all, the essence of Behelet is the medium that connects with the God of the Abyss in the Sea of ​​Thoughts, and the God of the Abyss will fulfill the wishes of everyone who offers sacrifices.
And this kind of desire is not the kind that many people talk about all day long, but a real desire that is hidden in the heart and maybe even I am not aware of it."
"Aren't you from the empire on the other side of the sea? How do you know these secrets?"
Viscount Lister Roald frowned subconsciously.
"Do you think the God of the Abyss, the Hand of God and the Apostles only exist on this continent? No, they exist in the entire world. So please answer the question I just raised."
Zuo Si started to take the initiative with a smile on his face.
Although he looked so small in front of the giant apostle, the aura he exuded was completely different from before.
As a fairly perceptive person, Viscount Lister Roald quickly noticed this change, and immediately frowned subconsciously and asked: "Are you trying to delay time?"
Zuo Si shook his head gently: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to hear your story, the war that permanently changed the trajectory of your life, and your unique destiny and cause and effect. Wait until you finish answering me.
question, I will tell you my choice."
"Hmph! Boring curiosity!"
Viscount Lister Roald curled his lips in disdain, and then responded patiently: "You guessed it right, I sacrificed my brother, wife and newly born child. Because this is the only way I can
Only then can I gain powerful power to reverse the outcome of that losing war. As you can see, I lost something, but I also gained something."
"So...your wish is to win the war to ensure the continuation of the family and to allow it to continue to grow and develop?"
Zuo Si could see into the other person's heart with just one sentence.
Because whether it is the Hand of God or an apostle, the desire itself is often reflected in the image and ability after transformation.
In addition to representing bravery and fearlessness, the lion also has another unknown symbol, which is family and leadership.
In particular, the tentacles on the lower body of Viscount Lister Roald should be used for reproductive activities.
A pride of lions is established through the reproduction of offspring with some of their own characteristics and abilities through a specific mother.
But what's interesting is that he seems to be able to only have offspring with women from his own kin who grow and age quickly.
Is this some kind of curse or price?
Or is the God of the Abyss or the Hand of God deliberately playing tricks on this apostle who has not lost all his humanity and can still continue to sacrifice?
Of course, these are actually not important anymore.
Because Zuo Si already understood why the God of the Abyss was created by mortals in this world.
Just like the birth process of the Chaos Evil God in the subspace of the Warhammer Universe.
Jealousy, anger, unwillingness, greed, sadness, loneliness, pain, despair...
All these violent waves of negative emotions are constantly stimulated and catalyzed by the environment of long-term war and disorder, and they continuously converge into the deepest part of the sea of ​​ideas.
When accumulation exceeds a certain critical point, it will naturally be born.
Zuo Si felt that the time when the God of the Abyss developed self-awareness was far less ancient than people imagined, probably only a few thousand years or so, and most likely less than two thousand years.
The birth of Boyd, the oldest hand of God today, is a landmark watershed.
It was his sacrifice that ended the empire and order that Overlord Garcelik had finally established, plunged the continent into boundless chaos and war, and then spawned more negative emotions in humans, and then created the rest of the world one after another.
The Hand of God and the Apostle.
The essence of the God mentioned by Fawang Hall is the worship of the God of the Abyss.
Therefore, Boyd can be said to have personally started the entire era of rampage, constantly strengthening the power of the God of the Abyss so that it can carry out more and more powerful interference in the real world.
Of course, Skeleton Knight Overlord Garcelik is probably not a good guy. He definitely belongs to the kind of conqueror and tyrant who builds massive infrastructure and doesn't treat civilians as human beings.
This can be gleaned from the reflection of the torture that was endured during his lifetime behind the terrifying appearance of Boyd, Hand of God.
In addition, any monarch who achieves unification by force of conquest is basically impossible to be kind. Things like massacre of cities and genocide must be commonplace.
After all, to reintegrate so many long-divided regions, the first thing to do is to cleanse the original vested interest groups in each force and suppress by force all those who dare to resist.
Moreover, when unifying thought and culture, we also need to arrest, kill, and exile on a large scale to ensure that all those things that may cause division are eradicated.
So Zuo Si has always felt that the grudge between the Skeleton Knight and Boyd should be a dog-eat-dog kind of thing, and there is no such thing as a victim at all.
If I had to label the former, it would be just a persistent "Avenger".
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Looking at the little mortal standing in front of his apostle form who still maintains grace, elegance, courtesy and indifference, Viscount Lister Roald was silent for a moment. Then he finally said slowly: "When I was very young, my father always taught us that in this dangerous and chaotic world, family is the only trustworthy support for everyone.
We must defend it and protect it at all costs.
Just like a tree, water it, fertilize it, and eliminate insects until it grows into a towering tree that can provide shelter for all family members.
For a long time, I despised this kind of rhetoric.
Because I always think that I can create my own legend with my own hands and sword like the heroes in the legends.
What's more, the person who will inherit the family in the future is my brother, so I don't need to bear that heavy and boring responsibility at all.
But that war changed me.
Facing the waves of enemies coming at me, I realized that I was just a mortal. Even killing a few mercenaries who didn't even have armor was extremely difficult, and I even almost died in their hands.
In the end, it was my brother who brought me back from the brink of death.
At that time, I lost an arm and my knees were shattered by a war hammer. I could not stand or walk. I could only lie on the bed like a useless person and watch others fight.
But even so, I still have servants to serve me attentively, and I don't have to worry about being left to fend for myself like other wounded soldiers.
From this moment I understood the meaning and importance of family.
My father is right, family is the only support, and it is a tree that can protect all members from wind and rain.
If it is destroyed one day, those of us nobles who rely on our family to obtain power, status and status will also disappear.
When the castle was breached, I, who was already a cripple, had a strong desire to save my family.
Because I don’t want to die, I don’t want to be one of those wounded soldiers who are randomly abandoned to fend for themselves..."
"Behelet responded to your overwhelming desire, summoning the divine hand and completing the sacrifice.
As an apostle, you can easily defeat those fragile ordinary enemy soldiers.
He even killed the noble lord who tried to forcibly seize the hereditary territory of the Roald family.
In the end, you not only saved your family, but also became the master of this land.
But the only problem is, you lose the ability to produce healthy offspring.
For a family, there is nothing more terrifying than the loss of an heir.
After all, this means the severing of the bloodline, and it means that no matter how much wealth, land and power one holds, they will eventually become a wedding dress for others.
And Mana is the last hope of the entire family, and also your last hope.
This also explains very well why you have never arranged any marriage for her in these years.
Once she marries another noble family, it means she may break away from the Roald family.
To be continued...