Chapter 705: The Mission That Can't Be Rejected (2)
Chapter 705: The Mission that Cannot Be Rejected (II)
Carlisle really wants to say, why is he the one who was selected? In fact, from the beginning to now, he has always felt that he is an outsider. He is trying hard to become stronger, but this does not seem to be able to change him.
He didn't care about his fate, but this was just his belief in living!
But now, someone appears and says such words to him, so he naturally cannot accept it. In his opinion, these so-called fates have no direct relationship with him, but now they have to be imposed on
In my own way, this is something I can accept!' Young man, I will not say that I never force others, but in my opinion, things now seem to be no longer a matter between us, and
It is related to the whole world, so we have no right to say no, whether you or me.' The old man's eyes shine with wisdom, as if he can see through everything.
‘Why can’t it be?! Can’t I make a decision for myself anymore?’ Carlisle looked straight into the old man’s eyes. He was unwilling to accept such a fate. In his opinion, this was extremely unfair!
‘None of us can make decisions. As long as we come here, we will no longer be ourselves.’ The old man looked at Carlisle apologetically. He still liked this young man very much, but liking and obedience are not the same thing.
Carlisle stood in the hall. The empty hall made people feel indescribable coldness. He wanted to give himself some warmth, but he found that this seemed to be a very difficult thing, even if he hugged him.
‘What should I do?’ Carlisle was stunned for a while, finally raised his head and asked the old man sitting on the stone chair.
‘Child, it’s just as I thought. You finally figured it out.’ The old man had a gratified smile on his face, as if Carlere had done something very amazing.
'Don't I have no right to choose? I have been imprisoned here for a long time, and I really want to go to the outside world to see it.' Carlisle said with some self-deprecating self-deprecating that in this world, I have long lost the right to choose, since I have even made choices
All rights are gone. Then I can only try to obey.
'Child, believe me. From the beginning to now, I have wanted you to be well and never wanted to force you to do anything. What I asked you to do is definitely something that is good for you.'
There was a sincere smile on his face. If it weren't for the current location and situation, anyone would think he was just a very ordinary old man.
'Then, can you tell me your true identity now?' Carlisle looked at the old man, he didn't know whether he should believe him. But he thought, if he didn't even want to tell himself the real identity, what else to talk about
Mutual trust?
‘The words are about to grow.’ The old man looked into the distance, as if he was recalling something, and as if he was sighing something.
‘Then you always say short words.’ Carlisle said impatiently.
The old man didn't care, he just looked at Carlisle, as if he was looking at an ignorant child.
'I think I have been around for a long time. You can probably know when I look at my body that is about to decay? When I was a child, the whole world was just a whole. All races live in this world.
We are so equal to each other. No one will destroy the peace of the whole world for those little interests.' The old man looked into the distance, as if he was recalling very distant things,' but not all
Things will only develop in one divine way. When all the gods of ancient times fall, the whole world begins to breed some panic atmosphere.'
Listening to the old man's narration, Carlisle seemed to have seen a completely different world. He was sure that he had never seen anything he had experienced before. In this relatively cruel environment,
He could not imagine a relatively harmonious world.
This is absolutely impossible in his world. Carlisle looked at the old man in confusion. He might never understand what kind of world it was. But what does this have to do with his so-called mission?
'I know what you are thinking, I think I am an old liar, do you?' The old man chose to laugh it off with a smile, 'I also hope that all this is true, so I don't need to go through this
It's going on.'Although the old man still looked calm, Carlisle was not a fool, and he could still feel that the old man was a little bored with him.
‘But I should always have the right to know what I am going to face, right? ‘Carlisle wants to be right for himself, but the old man waved his hand to leave.
'It's not that I don't want to tell you something, but now it's not the time when you can know these things. So, kid, wait patiently, time is coming, and our fate has unfolded.' The old man's voice is still
Echoed in Carlisle's ears. But his man had been thrown out of the hall. He looked at the guard who was approaching his own, not understanding what the meaning of this conversation was.
Next he was taken to a place he had never seen before. He didn't even know that the place he had taken for nearly fifty years would still exist. He always thought that his exploration of this place
, there is nothing to hide from him.
This is a huge confined space. He can see things outside through the closed doors and windows, but the gods outside will not find themselves imprisoned. This is really ironic.
What he can do every day is to stare at the gods coming and going outside. This place is clearly in a downtown area, but he has become the loneliest among these gods.
He even found that he had no ability to fight. He felt infinite despair and even thought that no matter what those people wanted to do, as long as they could let themselves go, they would agree to anything.
But no matter how he thought, he could not change the fact that he was imprisoned. He didn't know how long he had been here. He finally saw someone visiting him, but he didn't understand why he was put on strange clothes.
The visitor took off all the clothes on Carlisle and then changed into a strange black robe, just like some of the priests in his memory. The clothes were very strange, but they were also strange.
He even felt that his body seemed to be isolated from the outside world, and he could not feel any breath of the divine realm.
Although I was still curious, I didn't dare to ask any questions, for fear that I would be sent back to that isolated place again.
'Child, I think you should have figured it out, right?' It's still like that palace, and the old man, but Carlisle felt that he had experienced countless years. He looked at the old man on the stone chair with a little dullness, and then
Nodded a little bit.
'That's right. Everything we have experienced is a gift from heaven and earth, so we should not refuse it.' The old man looked at Carlisle with some relief. He still likes Carlisle very much, so he doesn't want him to get into the horns.
Although he was not afraid that no one could accept the task, he still hoped that the person who accepted his task was Carlisle.
'Can I know what my task is now?' Carlisle looked up at the old man, his eyes as if he wanted to eat people. He never felt so strongly. He always thought he was a relatively peaceful person
.
'Just as I said before, the world was not like this, but one day he became like this, and we have been trying to change some things, but it seems that they have failed.' The old man was watching as he said
With Carlisle's expression, he saw that he was looking at him focusedly, and said, "All these years, I have been looking for children with ancient gods, and then raising them, but doing some things, and you should be me."
The best qualification ever seen.'
When the old man talked about his qualifications, Carlisle smiled a little self-deprecatingly. He knew the most about what kind of qualifications he was. The gods who entered the divine realm at the same time as him have become very powerful beings, but he
He was still struggling at the bottom, and he really couldn't think of what qualifications he had for such a person.
'Child, I know what you are thinking, but one thing you should be clear is that your current strength is not because of your qualifications, but because the skills you practice now are not suitable for you at all, so what you have achieved
The achievements are simply not as good as those of your so-called colleagues.' The old man seemed to know what Carlisle was thinking, so when Carlisle wanted to get stuck in the slightest, he shouted.
‘Do you really think you are just an ordinary god?’ asked the old man stared at Carlisle’s eyes.
Carlisle lowered his head, and no one could see his eyes, but his tight hands still leaked his mood.
'The blood flowing on you is the breath of ancient gods, so you are not suitable for practicing these wonderful techniques at all. What you need is the techniques you practiced by ancient gods.' The old man's words seem to be thunder, and then Carlisle
The ear exploded, and he felt as if he had been hit. Ancient gods? He is a descendant of ancient gods, so he could not practice the current skills of gods practicing. Everything sounded like a joke.