Haydn's expression remained normal and he said respectfully: "This is the Red Pill Pill made by Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty."
Finally, the curtain was opened, and the remaining person showed his face again. He looked at Haydn with a solemn the other hand, Aisha beside her looked proud. Just like she said, someone with knowledge of the situation was here.
"Tell me about this door, this Dan, and everything about you."
The rest paused and said, "Besides, I can listen to your request."
Haydn said coldly: "All I ask is that you don't open that door."
The rest chuckled.
"Now, tell me all about you."
Haydn took a deep breath and explained: "Emperor Jiajing was the emperor who ruled the Ming Dynasty for the longest time. He oversaw the affairs of the Ming Dynasty, conferred the title of Third Living Buddha, and compiled the "Martial Theory". Later, he became addicted to Taoism, and he also had some talent. It has gathered the mystery of the Ming Dynasty, so it can be called a success."
"If there are no accidents, although you can't live forever, you can still live for hundreds of years. Until the 'truth' catches up with you, during a certain practice, you become possessed and die."
Haydn's voice was extremely seemed that he had already expected that his request would not be accepted.
"It's just that he is too greedy. He intends to use the method of King Aizen to refine a fruit, a longevity fruit, with the flesh and blood of his furnaces."
The rest of them sat on the stage, playing with a deer antler at will, and said with a smile: "Then he should control his own body, whether it is his mouth or other things."
Haydn said: "Yes, the furnaces and the palace maids and concubines took the first step and destroyed Jiajing's cultivation, but it was a pity that they did not kill him."
"In the end, they were refined into elixirs, but it was no longer for the sake of immortality, but just for revenge."
He stroked the box gently, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"It is full of women's hatred. During the Wanli Korean War, it was used to curse Japanese conjurers and local daimyo."
Haydn looked directly into the rest of his eyes: "There are rumors that the secret of immortality is hidden in the red pill. Therefore, the king of North Korea hid this thing secretly and publicized it to the outside world, but it was accidentally destroyed during the war."
The rest raised their glasses and took a sip of water.
"So, what's that door?"
Haydn said this with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.
"It was a sacred artifact once owned by the Holy Roman Empire. Although it was a subordinate god, it was a space of its own. It was originally a collection of the Austrian Emperor."
"After the Marquis de Vauban achieved his great achievements, he democratized the knowledge that was monopolized by the Holy See and the nobility at that time. As a result, astrology became astronomy and mathematics, alchemy became chemistry and engineering, and the making of sacred tools became physics. and engineering…”
His voice echoed in Kamogawa and in everyone's hearts.
"Only those chosen by God can explore the reality of the world, but mortals have also gained the ability to explore the world, and the Marquis spread this knowledge wantonly in a playful mood."
Elsa blinked and smiled with interest.
Haydn continued: "The Enlightenment changed from a nostalgic movement to the spread of science. Countless people became followers of the Marquis and scholars who rebelled against religion; countless craftsmen abandoned their faith and became atheists."
"...After a battle, the Marquis Vauban passed through the Arc de Triomphe and walked to the distant Liaodong."
Therefore, the Khitan emperor and the Arabian caliph asked questions with great interest.
""who are you? ""
As the words fell, Haydn's body began to swell, and his face showed pain, as if he was wailing or repenting.
"I am...his prisoner of war!"
On the Kamogawa River, under the starry night, werewolves were speaking.
Never lie to your lover: Chapter 40 An author, a bad chapter
In 1787, a tragic war ended in Austerlitz in the Austrian Empire.
For this war, the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire came to the battlefield in person and brought ancient artifacts collected by the royal family, including the triumphal arch belonging to Janus. Relying on the door, countless magicians, knights, monks, etc., and many strong men in the world of magic Traveling through the underworld, I came to this battlefield.
In addition, there were the king of France, the czar of the north, the sultan of the Ottomans, and the prince of Spain who were expelled by the people. They all personally led their armies to participate in the war that swept Europe.
However, all this pales in comparison to their enemies.
Sasha Dejansdal Voban, an orphan born in the Balkans, one day became the Godslayer and gained supreme authority.
In fact, from the beginning, the Holy See knew about the existence of the God Killer.
Although there had been no god-killers wandering around Europe for hundreds of years before Woban killed the gods, the Holy See, which has a profound historical background, still has its information.
At first, the Holy See was doubtful. After a period of testing, the European conjuration community fell into disputes.
After half a century of entanglement, the Holy See, European kings, the Orthodox Church, magicians, witches, and the Palace of Wisdom came together in a rare alliance to defeat the devil.
just because...
"Why do you want to spread that forbidden knowledge at will?" On the ruined battlefield, the Templar Commander Haydn asked the Demon King.
"Do mortals need to know the truth of the world? You are so cruel, you want to disrupt the peaceful hearts of the world, let the miracles that belong to the Lord be arbitrarily degraded, and be handed over to those people. Wisdom belongs only to the Lord and belongs to the chosen ones. people."
The wisdom in Haydn's words is not something as simple as technology, but the path to explore the truth.
Originally, they only belong to the chosen ones, those who can "see" auras and spirits.
However, Vauban changed everything. He actually turned mystery into science and spread it wantonly in Europe.
"Businessmen, farmers, and slaves will only make this world a hell after they know the truth. They are already pitiful, why do you still push them!?"
Haydn asked loudly: "Sasha! Why did you do this!?"
That's the question for Europe, whatever Woban wants, they can give it.
Wealth, glory, honors, war, peace, faith, throne... they could give them everything, so why should he refuse it all.
Woban just chuckled and replied, "Because it's more fun."
"————!?"
Haydn's eyes widened in disbelief: "Just for this?"
The Marquis of Vauban casually kicked the Tsar away from his feet like a dead to Woban, there is a short officer, who is obviously a servant, but as proud as a giant, making people doubt his loyalty.
"Just like defeating your legion, I already have countless hounds and loyal undead, but I still established a legion to play this game with you. Just because it would be too boring to terminate you directly."
Haydn glanced at the army surrounding them. This was an army completely different from the previous armies. Under the construction of Woban, it was enough to sweep across Europe.
They looked at Woban like a god, with only loyalty in their eyes, just because he could bring victory.
"Captain Templar, what are your plans?" Woban asked.
Haydn was silent for a while, gritted his teeth, knelt down and said: "In that case, there is only one answer, and I will offer my loyalty to you!"
"Hahaha--!"
Woban laughed for a while: "Okay, you can use whatever tricks you have, I'm sure."
Anyone who is loyal will be rejected and expelled by him.
Anyone with evil intentions must be left alone.
So, a knight offers his loyalty.
……
In the hunting ground of the Houjin royal family, a man wearing a dragon robe was running away.
Once upon a time, Yongli, the last emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty, sent Bomige to Rome to seek help from the Holy See and express his willingness to convert to Catholicism.
However, when he arrived in Rome, the Pope refused to see him because of the conflict between the Church of Christ and the Holy See.
When he finally met the Pope, Wei Kuangguo, the envoy of the Qing Dynasty, represented Hou Jin and prevented the Pope from sending troops.
Since then, the Holy See and Houjin have been on the line.
In fact, the royal family of the Later Jin Dynasty had always been very understanding of European society and the changes in the world. They even knew that the Marquis of Woban killed gods and exchanged the information about the heavenly beings (godkillers) collected by the scholars of the Central Plains with the Holy See.
Moreover, the King of France and the Emperor of Houjin continued to exchange letters until the King of France was confused.
Therefore, when the Holy See asked for help, Hongli chose to send troops. He sent monks from the Yellow Sect, shamans from Monan, martial arts from the Central Plains, Celestial Masters from Longhu Mountain, elites from the Eight Banners, etc. through the Arc de Triomphe to the battlefield in a foreign country. .
"Heavenly Man, this is such an arrogant title, is it even worthy of a bastard from a foreign country!?"
This was Hongli's idea before sending troops. In addition to these, there were also some ambitions, based on their informants in Central Asia and the news from the Thirteenth Line.
The world situation is changing, and ambitions inevitably breed in Hongli's heart.
But now, he just wants to escape here, this hunting ground belonging to the Houjin royal family. Hongli never thought that the legendary Shura would actually pass through the Arc de Triomphe and step into this territory.
run!
run!
Run desperately!
Hongli's face was already scarred, his luxurious dragon robe was scratched by branches, and his boots were stained with mud. At this time, he looked more like a beggar than an emperor.
"Hahaha--!"
Panting, under the pressure of hunger and fatigue, Hongli finally fainted.
"------"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was the face of a handsome man, who was his favorite.
"Slave, my rescue came too late, please atone for your sins!"
Hongli raised his head hard and saw that he was surrounded by his cronies. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then reluctantly said: "Is that madman gone?"
"Reporting to Your Highness, the Heavenly Man has left. According to the Rakshasa people around him, he seems to be heading to Liaodong."
【Heavenly Man】
This title broke Hongli's heart. Only then did he clearly see the expressions of those Han slaves, Fanbang princes, and Eight Banners disciples. They were looking at their kind on the ground.
"...Go back to the palace."
This was Hongli's order. He no longer cared about the majesty of the monarch, the ambition of the emperor, or his own pride. He just wanted to return to the gorgeous palace, the gentle water town, and enjoy the dignity he had always had.
Damn your ambitions as emperor!
So, an emperor closed his eyes.
……
Gyeongbokgung Palace in North Korea.
The king of the country had long since disappeared, but at that time in Seoul, thunderstorms were coming, and the terrifying divine power was pressing down, as if the city would disappear in the next moment.
The streets were already deserted.
Only the most ferocious and evil devils and the trinity of gods freely exert the power of nature and the power of gods.
In the harem of Gyeongbokgung Palace, countless female officials fainted on the ground, with flushed faces and happy faces.
Haydn's clothes were ragged, like a beggar, and he was incompatible with everything around looked at all this indifferently, holding up a coin with the two-faced god engraved on it.
Real and illusory, ugly and beautiful, beautiful and harsh, the extremely contradictory divine voice echoed in the palace.
"It seems that you have obtained what you want."
The god whose voice was so realistic that it made people feel happy just listening to it also spoke out.
"Yes, I found... the Linga."
The extraordinarily handsome male god replied. He has a handsome face and green skin, which reminds people of spring. He holds a bow and arrow made of sugar cane.
"Unexpectedly, the clues to the missing Linga after the death of the Ten-Dead Demon King are actually in the elixir of the Khitan Emperor."
As he said that, he casually glanced at the red pill not far away and showed a gentle smile.
"Then please find a secluded place for me and let me sleep for a while."
The two-faced god on the coin said: "Yes, returning to the source is not easy. Compared to the goddess of wisdom, you are lucky."
The Two-Faced God thought for a while and added: "Walking on the earth is a problem for you and me, and there is already a demon king in this world. Let's do this... I will let an undead guard the door for you, but the time to wake up, I'm afraid You can only wait for the opportunity and wait for someone to wake you up."
Jiamo just smiled: "Okay."
After listening to their conversation, Haydn squeezed his hands hard, his nails piercing his palms, and there was endless resentment on his face.
