Chapter 1092 Killing the mouth (seeking a monthly ticket)
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Looking at the document, Edwood felt as if he had found a treasure, and couldn't put it down for this thin, myth-like story.
If a modern person saw this thing, he might sneer at the composition level of a second-grade elementary school student.
I didn't take seriously the bloody and sensational stories told in it.
The protagonist like this is bitter and has a deep hatred. His father died and his mother remarried. He has been hunted and hunted since he was a baby. But there is a group of powerful old men behind him. No matter how hard he kills, he can't be killed.
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Then he kills all the way, and finally feels proud, and the great revenge is avenged. And on the way to defeat the devil, you can also drink tea, recite poems, show off your temper, pick up girls, etc.
This kind of plot is just like the kimchi drama "The whole world is ours, the country is suffering 13, 2 13, stupid 13". It makes people tired of watching it for a long time, and even makes them vomit.
This kind of rubbish story can only be written at Leo's level.
So Catherine sneered at this, thinking that what Leo wrote could not fool people.
But...but don't forget, this is not an era of information explosion in later generations, but an era of extremely poor entertainment, extremely poor information, and extremely poor knowledge.
Education cannot be universalized at all. Even a large part of the aristocrats who have become social elites by virtue of having a good father are not literate.
In fact, in high-end universities like Maple Leaf College, basic mathematical knowledge such as "The Multiplication Table" is also a required course for students.
From this we can see how poor their knowledge is.
So-called historical masterpieces such as "Faust", "Don Juan" and "Hamlet" written by Lord Lowe are very popular. On the one hand, they are good in content. But more importantly, in the whole world, they are popular.
There are very few people in the literary and art world.
And most of them make a living by flattering the royal family. They have no time to do those messy things.
Not to mention, even if it were developed, there wouldn't be much of a market for it. Moreover, it would still run the risk of being in jail.
Under such circumstances, literature and art are not popular, and the amount of knowledge and information that people are exposed to is naturally very small.
It is said that the American devils once made statistics and found that the amount of information published in a butt-sized New York Times is basically equal to the information that an ordinary person in the Middle Ages was exposed to in his lifetime.
Although a lich like Edwood is knowledgeable, it is only relative to ordinary people. In fact, his knowledge may not be as much as what a primary school student knows today. Of course, this does not only refer to what he learned in school.
And I also came into contact with it from various media.
Therefore, when Edwood saw this document that was made up randomly and seemed to have a nose and eyes, he immediately realized that this document was of extraordinary significance~!
The first thing that makes Edwood feel real is this simple brushwork.
Because no one can identify all the texts that have been handed down from ancient times. Even those who have studied the most deeply cannot thoroughly read an ancient text.
This kind of article translated by blind guessing will inevitably have awkward sentences and will not be fluent.
The content must be straightforward and simple, but everything contained is earth-shattering.
This is just like the translation of oracle bone inscriptions by later generations. Most of the translated contents are concise and direct, and most of them have no modifications or gorgeous vocabulary.
On the contrary, it is as exciting and rich in content as a modern novel, and you can definitely tell it is a fake at a glance.
Edwood judged that the content above should come from important documents such as divine scriptures.
In fact, the content written above is not very different from the sacred scripture.
This is not because Lei Erye did it deliberately, but because history keeps repeating~!
No matter which era or dynasty it is, human nature will not change, so there will always be the same or similar stories happening.
Therefore, whether it is the standard version promulgated by the Holy See of Light or the official textbook of the Demon Temple, the "Demon God's Codex", as long as you search briefly, you can always find some similar plots in it.
The protagonist always suffers first. When Qiu Shen was born, he was surrounded by a lot of perverted relatives who didn't know how to deal with them. Then the protagonist first experienced disasters, such as seven, seven, eighty-one, six, six and forty-nine. In short, all suffering must come first.
Eat it once, but even though you have suffered a lot, you still have a firm belief in enduring hardships and spreading miracles at the same time.
Then one day when his wings harden, he kills all his relatives who are poor and unruly, or who live alone without sharing the profits, find a crown, put it on his forehead, and establish a sect as the boss from then on.
Of course, in order to enhance the fun or dark attributes of the Demon God's Code, some content such as the Nine Dragons seizing the legitimate children and killing one's own brothers and sisters will be added.
The main line of the story is definitely not much different from the decrypted document snatched in this article.
Wasn't the war of the gods more than 10,000 years ago just such a war?
Humans have long forgotten it, but there are still detailed records from the dragon tribe.
To the dragon clan, ten thousand years is just three or five generations of dragons.
The set of Dragon Soul Armor in Lorraine's hand was obtained from the Dragon Clan and is a treasure passed down from the era of the War of Gods.
With such a living example in front of him, Edwood couldn't help but not believe that what was described here was probably another battle of the gods.
Edwood's heart was filled with excitement. He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't been as excited as he was today. The last time might have been when he successfully transformed into a lich.
Putting down the few thin pages in his hand, Edwood dug out the set of articles discussing the theory of the force from the pile of documents at his feet.
Edwood put the two documents together and looked at them hesitantly, feeling suddenly extremely confused.
"Should we hand these two documents to the High Priest of the Undead?" Edwood held the two documents in his hands and weighed them in his mind.
Leave it to the High Priest of the Undead, and act with the prudent and decisiveness of the High Priest of the Undead, and naturally you will be rewarded by Edwood.
He would even be given a big reward because he successfully snatched these from Lorraine.
Perhaps just as Edwood expected, he would become the first person under the High Priest of the Undead and gain a prominent position.
"But if these things are left behind..."
Edwood couldn't help but have this idea in his mind.
From the perspective of his own specialized knowledge, Edwood briefly thought about it and immediately judged that the so-called Force was probably real. Because from this perspective, many problems encountered in previous magic experiments
, can all be easily solved.
And this kind of force that can explain the origin of the entire world is probably divine power~!
Now the simple information in his hand points to a path leading... to becoming a god~!
That’s becoming a god~!
Become a god with eternal life and the ability to reach heaven and earth.
For mortals, there is no more exciting temptation than this. The position of the first person under the High Priest of the Undead is nothing compared to becoming a god.
Edwood knows, and all lichs know, that becoming a god is not an illusory emotion, it is completely possible. Vergalis is a living example.
The world doesn't know the name of Vigalis, that's because Vigalis is a man who is indifferent to fame and fortune, a freak among the strongest.
But among the strong men, the name Vergalis represents unattainable heights and the dream that a mortal may also become a god.
Of course, the road to becoming a god is elusive and no one knows how to explore this road.
The High Priest of the Undead has lived for more than two thousand years, and his power is unfathomable. He is hailed by the world as the most powerful person under the true god.
Behind this dazzling title, the High Priest of the Undead, Kalimdor, and Beatrice are still human beings, to be precise, a monster.
For two thousand years, the secret to becoming a god has been lingering in front of the gate of the supreme power, which cannot be grasped by powerful people like the High Priest of the Undead, let alone other people.
Someone once proposed that the statue of the high priest of the undead should be placed in the temple to receive worship from everyone.
However, this suggestion was rejected by the High Priest of the Undead himself. He believed that since he had not yet become a god, placing a statue in a temple would make him look arrogant and ignorant, and he would be laughed at.
Edwood doesn't care about the unforeseen difficulties on his way to becoming a god.
If becoming a god was simple, it wouldn't be called becoming a god.
As a lich, Edwood has an unlimited lifespan, which means that he can spend thousands of years studying this ethereal theory.
If it succeeds, he has earned something. If it fails, he will not lose anything.
In fact, if there was such a deal, everyone would choose to do it without hesitation.
Edwood made up his mind and murmured with a solemn expression: "Forget it, just use my life to gain this possibility, so what if I fail.
If successful..."
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Edwood's face, and the crack on the phylactery opened by Vergalis felt a faint pain.
That sword stung Edwood deeply. It was the most frustrating and humiliating day in Edwood's life.
Edwood knew that Vera's parents didn't take him seriously at all. He was slashed with a sword, but he still had to be grateful for their generosity.
The huge gap in strength made Edwood not even dare to take revenge, so he could only throw all his anger on Lorraine.
This experience further stimulated Edwood's determination.
Edwood carefully put away the two manuscripts.
As for handing this priceless manuscript to the High Priest of the Undead and keeping a copy for himself to study secretly, Edwood had no idea at all.
If after the High Priest of the Undead gets it, he finds out that Edwood is also secretly studying it, what awaits Edwood is a dead end.
Although the high priest is kind, he is never tolerant~!
In front of the High Priest of the Undead, it was even more impossible for him to hide this small move. Either he would not let the High Priest of the Undead see it, or he would give up on this idea himself.
Edwood swept all the remaining information into the bag. In his eyes, they were no longer as important as before.
"What we have to do now is to go back as soon as possible." Edwood thought to himself: "But before leaving, we must clean up this place."
Edwood stood up and smiled coldly.
He walked outside and saw Nick squatting in front of the stove to light the fire, but he kept frowning and sighing.
He hesitated before taking action - as a lich, he didn't think there was anything wrong with attacking from behind.
At this moment, Nicks looked back and asked with a smile, as if he felt something, "Have you finished your work, sir?"
Edwood was startled for a moment, then nodded with a smile and said: "Everything that needs to be done is done, and there is an unexpected big gain."
Nicks twitched his lips and smiled dryly: "Then I would like to congratulate you sir."
Edwood said: "Now that the work is done, it's almost time for me to leave. I see that you are also packing your luggage, so you must be preparing to leave too, right?"
Nicks was startled for a moment, then nodded, and said truthfully: "There is a martial law in the city, I want to leave to avoid the limelight."
Edwood immediately laughed and said, "Then I'll give you a ride~!"
As he said that, he stretched out his hand towards Knicks.
Nix's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body jumped to one side out of instinctive reaction.
At this time, Edwood raised his arm, and a black flame flew quickly towards Knicks.
The flames flew past Nicks' body and hit the wall and spread in all directions - Nicks' long-trained body came into play at this moment, saving him.
The flying sparks now touched the furniture, instantly igniting the wood, and the flames suddenly burst into flames.
Nick's heart felt cold for a while, that lich was going to kill people and silence them~!
He turned over and rushed out of the door while crawling.
He rushed out without looking back. At the same time, he took something out of his arms and threw it beside Edwood with shaking hands.
Seeing that the human had actually escaped the blow that he thought was a fatal blow, Edwood was stunned for a moment. In less than a second, a small stone that Nicks had come in from hit the ground violently. Then a violent explosion occurred.
explode.
The smoke of the explosion instantly enveloped Edwood.
This is an exploding crystal that Knicks used to save his life. He was also inspired by the artillery and worked hard to get this small one. He usually treasures it and puts it in a box with jewelry and gold.
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And now, it finally worked.
Nix rushed into the courtyard, and then ran towards the door with all his strength without stopping, thinking to himself: "The old guy should have been killed by the explosion, right?"
The moment he rushed to the courtyard gate, Nick couldn't help but look back.
He was horrified to see the old guy's body covered in bruises and wounds as he walked out of the house with steady steps.
His face had been horribly blown up, exposing large areas of muscle and bones, but there was a hint of a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth as he raised his arms towards him.
The situation was like a nightmare.
Nick only regretted that he had lost two legs. He grabbed the door with trembling arms and tried desperately to open it. At the same time, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "It's a murder, help!"
At this time, a rain of arrows composed of white bones fell from the sky.
When the bone arrow was about to hit him, Nix finally managed to open the door, then rolled out and huddled under the corner with his head in his hands.
There was a "crackling" sound, and bone arrows covered the door.
Knicks rolled over and got up, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Kill, kill..."
At the same time, he took off his stride and ran towards the street. As he ran, he looked back and saw the old mage floating in the air, chasing after him.
The clothes are fluttering in the cold wind, like a vulture hunting prey.
Nix immersed himself in running and took a few steps to the entrance of the alley. Then he saw a group of Nai'an soldiers guarding the street entrance. He couldn't help but feel pleasantly surprised: he was finally saved~!
At this moment, the soldiers also immediately discovered Edwood flying at the height of the roof.
Just when Nix was about to shout a warning, the soldiers turned around and ran backwards as if fleeing for their lives, shouting at the same time: "We found him, we found him~!"
Nix was surprised to see that these soldiers did not stop the enemy, but started running for their lives like him.
And it ran away faster than him.
Edwood looked at the situation below, hesitating in his heart whether to pursue it or not.
His whereabouts have been exposed, but the lichs had agreed before they parted that they would kill Hadou's spies at the right time and erase all traces.
The moment he hesitated, the entire street whistled loudly.
Immediately, a group of black-clad soldiers were seen rushing towards the fleeing crowd.
When the soldiers saw them, they hurriedly gave way.
The soldiers in black were holding weapons similar to short spears. After seeing Edwood, they quickly stood still, leveled the weapons in their hands, and pointed them at Edwood in the air.
"Fire~!" the leading security officer ordered.
"Crack, crackle, crackle" came a sound like exploding beans, and more than a dozen short spears spewed flames and white smoke from their mouths at the same time.
Edwood felt like he was hit hard by something. Several bones in his body were broken, and his whole body retreated several times in the air.
"Danger~!" Edwood made a quick judgment in his mind, then took a deep look at Nicks, then turned around and flew out.
The security officer raised his hand and fired a flare into the sky. Then he waved his hand and shouted: "Chase, the boss said, there is a reward of 100,000 for getting back the information~!"
Edwood looked back, smiled proudly, and thought to himself: "It's only one hundred thousand, Lorraine is really stingy."
Lorraine was lazily leaning on the sofa, squinting her eyes and concentrating, listening to the chatter of the girls.
It was almost dawn when she went to bed last night, and Lorraine felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
The door was suddenly knocked open with a "bang", and Lester rushed in with a fluttering beard and shouted eagerly: "I found the lich, hurry up, hurry up~!"
Without any explanation, he picked up Lorraine and ran out. Lorraine was unprepared and was almost pulled to the ground by the old man's strong force. His mind was completely clear in an instant.
"Caught Edwood?" Lorraine also ran out quickly and said, "We can't let him run away."
"Wait for me~!" Vera and Leo shouted at the same time, running after Lorraine.
When Xiaobai heard that there was a lot of fun to be had, he immediately got up and followed.
The girls looked at each other.
"Aren't you going?"
"It's just acting, why are you going? Why don't you take a good sleep and go home."
The war fortress parked in the Governor's Mansion rose into the air and flew quickly towards the direction of the signal flare.
At the window of the war fortress, Lester looked at the fast black spots in the distance, gritted his teeth and smiled, saying to himself: "This dean has never escaped in such embarrassment before. Now, it's my turn to chase him."