"I am only pursuing the path of sublimation. I am not like those cowards who put their hope in vague beliefs, nor am I willing to learn from those fools who are willing to sell their souls to monsters for temporary power."
"I did kill a lot of people, a lot of people...but this is a necessary price..."
"Killing is not an end but a means. When I achieve greatness, I will become the new guardian of Namibia and lead the world forward in peace and stability."
……
"You want to create a god again?"
When consciousness returned, Xia Yibing suddenly realized the key.
This person's argument is so similar to Yin Seer's... Even if he keeps saying that he and Yin Seer are not on the same path, as long as it is about deification... does it make any difference?
Considering the general situation of the Xixinna Diocese and the intelligence they had already obtained, she could guess what this person was trying to do even if she used her butt to think.
It's Lana!
Maybe he really didn't intend to follow Yinsel's example and try to swallow the remains of the great man in such a dangerous way, but what if there was a ready-made, living great man?
What if his plan is to awaken this great being who is still dying and recovering, and let it replace the Mechanical Sun and the Mother Tree to become the new god who protects Namiia?
Damn... He still has the nerve to say he's not crazy?
"It seems you have guessed it." The maid chuckled, "You should have been in that world before, right? That dream that keeps repeating... You know what "He" is, so you should know that this is our only choice right now."
"A plant, a plant spirit." She continued to emphasize, "Not tentacles, rotten meat, floating spirits... Not those invisible, intangible, and even incomprehensible particle lights in the void."
"He has a physical form, he can be seen, he is even a plant in our understanding, can you find a better candidate?"
"You are playing with fire..." Xia Yibing could hardly control the anger in her heart, "Why do you think you can control this thing?"
"You understand me wrongly, Sheriff."
The maid leaned forward and sat down, putting on a haughty attitude.
"It's not a question of whether you think you can control it, but whether we have any other options."
"The Sun is gone, and the Mist is approaching. How about you tell me, if we can't find a new Patronus for Sara soon, how are we going to fight the apocalyptic threat?"
"The Eclipse Church does not exist to destroy the world! If possible, we would also like to be the savior! It's just that the method you use is different from yours."
"Zheng——"
The knife flashed.
Xia Yibing didn't want to waste any more time talking to him, so she immediately pulled out her sharp sword and cut off half of the maid's head.
But the carrier did not die.
She was still sitting with the support of some force, and said to her with a smile: "Look, this is 'arrogance'."
There is no way I can subscribe to this theory.
Xia Yibing gripped the knife handle even tighter.
Those who died...
Innocent...
Victim!
In the end, all you get is a "different approach"?
The rage in her heart was about to overflow, and she swore at this moment that she would find all these maggots and kill them!
These people are more hateful than the evil gods!
"I'm curious."
But she tried her best to remain calm.
"Why don't you tell the count these words?"
"Count Hitzfeld? Indeed, she is a better choice than you."
The maid nodded.
"The power she possesses is incredible... But she and we have a blood feud. I've heard some news about her... father? Well, there's a complicated story here~"
"what about me."
"You are different."
The maid shook her chin.
The brain matter inside the cut forehead was flowing out as it shook.
"Essentially, the Emaar family was destroyed by Sarah. At best, we played a role as a pusher."
"And if you really want to find someone to blame, you should go to Yin Seer. The solar eclipse now is different from that time. Why can't we work together?"
"Please believe that I came here with sincerity."
The maid glanced at the file bag next to her, her eyes fell on the word "tree house", and the corners of her mouth curled up.
"...For example, I can tell you right now that the basic requirement for the Tree People to establish a base is to ensure that they can draw enough nutrients from the land. If the land in an area is too barren - or they 'think' that it is too barren to support the survival of the tree house, then of course they cannot...stay here to bloom and bear fruit."
Does that mean there is something else under the land from Sicinna to Manion, something else competing with the tree house for nutrients?
Xia Yibing immediately realized the deeper meaning.
Because it's obvious - even a place as bitterly cold as Allwater can have tree houses, so what land could be more barren than rock?
Combined with a series of strange phenomena in the local area.
There is a large population flow and frequent diseases and disasters.
She finally understood why Hitzfeld went to the mines.
The largest part of the population movement is the miners and slaves. If someone wants to influence them subtly through "epidemics" - if they have enough patience, that is, if they intend to use this method to transform the physiological structure of the local residents from generation to generation.
Then there is no better way than to pollute these people first, then let them marry with the locals, and then pollute their next generation based on this marriage, and then the next generation will continue to marry with the polluted slaves...
There is no plan or method that is more stable, more complete, and more comprehensive than this.
So the source is underneath the mine.
The seeds of Fran Middle School did not come from heaven.
They were buried underground from the beginning.
Chapter 41: The Truth of Totems (Questionnaire + Two-in-One)
"So... I think everyone who comes down from the mine may be contaminated by the flower mist."
After finishing a series of introductions to the case, which sounded too long-winded, Maps-Dalent added confidently: "You have become the experimental subjects of these things."
"No, no, no, I don't understand!" Sheriff Dabe was the first to raise his hand. He was seen sitting cross-legged on the ground with others, using this method to save energy (and slow down his breathing rate to ensure that more oxygen is retained).
"You mean... this is what you came here for in the first place?"
"Yes."
"Is this the thing that caused those spiked weirdos to appear here?"
"Of course!"
"Then why didn't it appear before?" Someone didn't understand and asked in a low voice, "If, as you said, this thing has been buried underground for many, many years, then why didn't those spiked monsters appear before?"
"Who told you that you didn't show up?" Darent was really disappointed. How could these people not see such an obvious and simple fact?
"Let me ask you...are you all the only children in your families?"
"I'm……"
"I'm not... I have a brother."
"I have a sister."
"But most of them are, right? I saw only two people raise their hands and say no!" Darent asked.
The others confirmed the situation with each other and nodded at him half-confusedly.
"Have you ever thought about why this is happening?" Darent clapped his hands. "I just told you that you are being used as experimental subjects. Do you really not understand?"
"Mr. Agent." At this time, High Priest Falam frowned and spoke, "Let me tell you what I understand. Is it correct? You mean, the source of everything is these white 'snake roots'. They grow plants like fog lamp flowers, which use the dust in the mine as a cover to release a kind of... poisonous gas? I guess that's how it should be described... It contaminated the first batch of slave miners who discovered it in this way. If some of these miners survived the long-term work, redeemed themselves, got married and had children, they would spread the seeds of this pollution... until the scope became larger and larger?"
To be honest, the more he analyzed, the more terrified he became. This, this, this... If everything Darent analyzed was true, then what kind of far-reaching and cunning conspiracy was this? Who would plot against innocent citizens from Sicinna to Manion in this way?
"Have you ever studied botany and zoology?" Darent sneered, "Plants need insects to help them pollinate. They can't reproduce quickly on their own."
"Ah!" Priest Faram shouted. Could it be that the ultimate goal of this pollution and transformation is to select humans who are capable of becoming 'insect people'?
How terrifying would this be? If the source was deep enough, after countless generations of reproduction and spread, the contaminated seeds would have spread throughout the city, and even to the entire Sara.
"It shouldn't be that serious." When he made this guess, Darent seemed optimistic at this time, "Didn't you tell me about the legend about Manion before? Now think about it, whether Manion is the name of a tribe or a person, the white snake in the legend should be the things we see now. The sacrifice may have been an evil ritual in the beginning - the purpose of its existence is to let this thing absorb the flesh and blood and corpses to eat, and it is just blood food to help it recover its vitality."
High Priest Falam kept silent with a gloomy face, but Heim could not help himself. The bearded man asked dissatisfiedly: "Maybe this is a coincidence? We usually do not worship this kind of monster!"
He was just taking the opportunity to express a little dissatisfaction with these arrogant Sara people - he didn't dare to say too much, for fear of angering the other party. This was the limit of what he dared to test.
"Really?" Darent glanced at him. "Then how can you be sure that the power of this ritual is benevolent?"
"We have been protected by it for so many years! It is helping us fight against the evil fog! Isn't this proof enough?"
"On the contrary." Darent shook his head. "This proves nothing except that it and the gray fog are not on the same path."
"I repeat, what you see now is probably not an ordinary plant." He pointed at the static "snake roots". "If you insist on thinking that these are 'roots', then that's up to you. Anyway, I've read a lot of books... I may have lived longer than any of you! I've never seen or heard of anything like this in this world!"
"You mean, it comes from 'outside the boundary'..." Sheriff Dabe helped to guess with a gloomy face.
Outside the boundary actually means the outer space or deep space. Although there are very few myths and legends involving this aspect, it is impossible for them to be completely ignorant of this area.
After all, there are always shooting stars in the sky. There are always legends about shooting stars and meteorites passed down. If someone is particularly interested in astronomy and astrology, they can buy relevant journals every month to learn which stars the most cutting-edge scholars have discovered.
"There should be no other possibility." Darent nodded and made the final summary for these people: "It is a thing similar to those gray fog evil gods. It is hostile to those things... Maybe it was chased here by them! It may have suffered some trauma in the continuous confrontation with them... It needs a long time to recover - it happened to fall in Manion City, on the land where this city did not exist at the beginning! It used its remaining power to influence all living things nearby, including the earliest Bro people, causing them to regard the thing as a 'white snake' and establish the initial prototype of the city with the belief of serving it."
"Oh!" the sheriff cried palely, "If that's the case, it's too terrible!"
Then Manion is completely evil...
Everyone couldn't help but look at High Priest Faram who had told the story earlier.
The legendary Manion tribe, the origin of the original name of the city of Manion. Although they don’t know about this and have never had the power to verify it, I think this can only be the reason, right?
It must be the Manion tribe... They used the "white snake" as their totem and wantonly attacked other tribes, attempting to plunder people as sacrifices to the "white snake". They must have been united and destroyed for this reason!
Then, for some unknown reason, the history was lost. The Sara people who came here later may have found the word "Manion" from some remaining murals and tomb carvings, and they were too lazy to think about it, so they named the place after that.
"Not necessarily." Darent suddenly broke the silence.
"Who told you that Manion lost?"
"If that tribe lost, why did these white snakes survive?"
When this guess came out, Heim couldn't stand it any longer. He complained in a low voice: "So what you mean is that they won, and the existing Buro people are all descendants of the Manion tribe?"
This accusation was too serious. Wasn't he slandering them as the children of evil followers? Not only was he trying to destroy their faith, but he was also going to overturn their worship of their ancestors!
Heim felt that he was very restrained in protesting in this way, because he had ready-made evidence - those thick roots placed next to him. Otherwise, if he were in another place, he might have been unable to resist taking action.
"It's also possible that they were all eaten?"
"It is indeed possible... They just said that this thing contaminated slaves in order to transform them into monsters... So those spike monsters should be in the same group with it, and it didn't show any mercy when it came to eating them."
The crowd began to talk in low voices, expressing their own opinions, and the underground space suddenly became buzzing.
Sheriff Dabe glanced at his officers, stood up, walked over to Darent, and habitually took out a cigarette to hand it to him.
"Thank you, I don't smoke." Darent declined.
Actually it was smoked.
But he is an old hand after all, and he will not reveal his personal habits in front of a small sheriff in such a remote area. This is very dangerous for people in their line of work.
"Inspector." Inspector Dabe was not angry. He continued to lean closer and asked him in a low voice: "Well... did you not finish your analysis just now?"
Can he see that?
This time it was Darent's turn to be surprised. He couldn't help but apologize for his previous arrogance. It seemed that Sheriff Dabe was able to sit in this position not because of those superficial factors.
But he couldn't tell him the truth because of this. If he remembered correctly, some of the insects came out of the team, and he didn't dare to trust Sheriff Dabe completely. Besides, it's no good to say some things too thoroughly, it will only cause greater panic.
But the sheriff's prediction was pretty accurate.
With his expertise and life experience, he could deduce things that Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing had not yet told him - or perhaps things that were temporarily inconvenient for outsiders to tell him - based on the existing evidence. Of course, he could guess that these "white snakes"... their seeds were likely to come from the stars, so several questions would inevitably arise from this.
