MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1954 82. For your punishment is...
Chapter 1954 82. The punishment for you is.
"When the Firstborn created us, the order of the Shadow Kingdom was not yet complete, they were still in the stage of groping for creation, and they were still a group of newbies.
No one knows the origins of the firstborns, and I feel like they may not even know.
They were born in Genesis, and they existed before the concept of "death" was born, even before the derivation of the Six Forces, and they were probably the first beings born in all fields.
So they call themselves the 'Firstborn'. "
On the edge of the platform that ascended to the top of the tower, the eldest daughter Gloria, who was sitting cross-legged with a golden Grian spear, described to Black the memories of the end of her life in a tone of telling an ancient story.
She looked down at the celestial blissful castle below, who were tortured by the memories brought by Blake. She also saw the Forswearers pouring into this sacred place from the golden gates of heaven. them.
She saw DeVos, who was extremely loyal, and Sandelia, who was known for her bravery. These two saints, who were chosen by her hand, fluttered their jet-black wings and walked in the sky without the slightest holiness.
But the eldest daughter, who should have been desperately defeated by Black's sword, showed a fleeting smile of relief at this moment.
"I remember the day my brothers and sisters were born in Zare-Sentis, made and infused with souls by the Firstborn with unparalleled power.
When we opened our eyes, we saw a strange land and a group of creators who seemed very excited.
They are celebrating their successes, they see our birth as an advancement of ideas and a complement to their grand order, and in order for us to better serve the system designed by the firstborn, we are at birth. Imbued with knowledge and strength from the beginning, we still need to be taught like newborn children.
Like chickens emerging from their shells, we take our Creator for granted as father and mother, and obey all their commands.
Even if we don't understand. "
The eldest daughter described the story of the creation of the Shadow Kingdom with a calm tone, and the indifferent tone seemed to be that she was not talking about herself but commenting on others from the perspective of a third party.
Blake, who was holding the notebook and recording these stories that had never been recorded in any way, reached out and interrupted her, asking:
"How many firstborns are there? From your description, it seems that there are more than one or two?"
"There are many of them, evil god."
The eldest daughter replied:
"They are high-dimensional creatures with special shapes, and I can't even confirm that the images they appear in front of our eyes are real, or just a projection of a higher material.
But what is certain is that the firstborns are a group and a civilization.
Their creation in Shadowlands was just one of many attempts.
Although the origin of the creation of the material world is not clear, I have sufficient reasons to suspect that the birth of the material world also has some connection with the firstborn.
But you don't have to worry about them.
The Firstborns have left. They will never return. "
"I believe this."
Evil God shrugged and said:
"The children who climbed out of the cradle will no longer have the slightest nostalgia for the cramped cradle after seeing the wider scenery, and they will no longer care about the troubles they have left in the cradle.
What a bunch of irresponsible **** creators. "
"Well, it's not."
The eldest daughter looked at Blake strangely and said:
"The Firstborns left something behind before they left, in Zare-Sentis and elsewhere, they said it was a reboot device that could rewrite everything wrong.
That was their last gift to us. They said they failed to resolve the conflicts and inevitable disputes of the six forces, but they left behind a force that could give us hope in the worst of times.
They also say we deserve it.
Zovar is to obtain the power that can rewrite all reality, in order to realize his stubborn and weak crazy ideal. But he is not the first eternal one to pursue it. "
"So, you were the first to rebel?"
Blake squinted at the eldest daughter who was incomparably salty in front of him. He looked up and down at this guy and said:
"Is your first machine destroyed for this reason? Why? Didn't you just say that you Eternals regard the Firstborn as their parents?"
"Yes, they do treat us like children."
The eldest daughter shook her head and said:
"But we were created for duty, Blake, and the Firstborn did not give us eternal life for fun, we were the enforcers of their 'perfect system'.
According to the plan of the first born, we will shape the most basic life in the original shadow kingdom, which was empty and extremely primitive, and give them different growth environments to simulate the reproduction of different civilizations and different races.
The Firstborns are trying to find a perfect system to fit all civilizations, their plans are extremely grand and will be revised according to new observations.
And we are their eyes and their hands.
Besides us, the firstborns also created a lot of low-level prototypes to assist in some repetitive work, which was the beginning of the shadow kingdom.
And we creatures, in awe, call the Firstborn's perfect plan for the stars of the universe.
Destiny! "
Black nodded.
These materials do not exist in the game, but the thinking about these backgrounds did not exceed the cthulhu’s cognition. He glanced at the notes he recorded, then glanced at the eldest daughter, and said:
"Then, the god-servants of Olympus who talk about their destiny all day long"
"They are the original low-level prototypes, the servants of our era."
The eldest daughter replied casually:
"There is no need to wonder why they believe in the destiny, or even why I am the only one who still has the memory of that era among all the Eternals.
I'm about to get to the twist of the story, so be patient. "
Evil God didn’t say much, just listened carefully.
The eldest daughter was silent for a few seconds, and closed her body with her wide and sacred wings, feeling bleak like a tree trunk blown by the cold wind in late autumn.
she says:
"The Firstborns obviously possess transcendent intelligences beyond our imagination, but even they can't really map out the perfect blueprint for all life.
At the end of the Creation Era, those civilizations that had high hopes by the firstborns and had persisted in countless civilizations collapsed and died out one after another, and the failures one after another made the firstborns realize that things were changing.
They began to meet frequently in the Holy Land of the Creator, discussing what they had observed in different fields.
Soon, they determined that the evolution of this cosmos system had entered a new stage, and the six Origin Forces began to be born, which was the basis for the prosperity of the entire cosmos, but the emergence of the Six Origin Forces exceeded the plan of the first-born.
They also cannot predict the future, and to reintroduce the complex concept of the Six Forces into their perfect blueprint means they have to start from scratch.
That is impossible.
The firstborns seemed to know that they would leave this universe one day, so they began to modify their plans, and they began to build their own sanctuaries in various fields, trying to connect the six forces of the universe together.
Zaresentis was built at that time, and there may be similar structures elsewhere, but I don't know more.
And the shadow kingdom was also 'pushed' into the realm of death at that time, and we were renamed the 'pantheon of death' at that time. Obviously, the firstborns were ready to leave at that time, and they were called shadows The maintenance of the order of world design has taught us.
Of course, the plans of the Firstborn are too complex for us creatures to be involved in.
We are only their servants.
But after the construction of those mysterious sanctuaries was completed, the firstborns began to plan the next step.
After they created the world, they wanted to destroy it.
Because they believe that in order to maintain the balance of the six forces and not cause the force to run out of control and destroy the foundation of the universe, they must trigger the collision of the forces in advance and let the "seventh" be born to a controllable extent.
That is the "perfect power" that the firstborn wants to shape based on the six forces of the universe. It combines the wisdom of the firstborn and the root influence of the six forces of the universe on the system of all things.
Once it appears, it means that the perfect blueprint for the firstborns will be guaranteed.
That was their last attempt to achieve the perfect blueprint. "
The eldest daughter sneered and said:
"The Firstborns announced their plans to us, and that was the first time we rejected our Creator.
We were too young and naive at that time. We were responsible for sowing civilization and taking care of civilization. Just as the first-borns regarded us as children, we also regarded those civilizations as children.
As a parent, you can let your children go and fight for themselves, but how can they kill their creatures with ruthless hands?
We refuse to fulfill the firstborn's order to destroy the world, and they accuse us of being short-sighted and unable to see the significance of the birth of the "Seventh" to the stars of the universe.
But we still choose to refuse.
The Firstborns realized that they may have given us too much wisdom and freedom when they created us, and they realized that too much emotion has become a burden on us.
So, they want to 'help' us.
Guess how they helped? "
Black shook his head, he didn't have to guess to know the development of the story, this is a magical version of "Omnic Crisis".
"There is no need to say much about the process, I will tell you the result directly."
The eldest daughter touched the unique ciphertext symbol on the collarbone, and she said:
"The Lord of Soldiers, the Queen of Winter, Zovar and the Emperor created opportunities for me, unimaginable, right?
Denasius at that time was not as bad as the conspiracy he is now. At that time, he was very honest and hated all injustice. That was his duty as the prototype of forgiveness, and it was the pattern written into the soul.
My brothers and sisters were sent into the workshop that shaped us, and when they reappeared, they had no memory of the past but were programmed with new missions and rules.
They were banished from Zare-Sentis, and forged their own kingdoms in the realm of shadows that were finally preserved.
but me
The last one I wasn't so lucky, I can't tell you the scene when I confronted the firstborn, I can only say that the fire of the underworld forge really hurts.
The moment my consciousness died, I realized that all they needed was an executor.
And when you are part of a grand system, too much thinking is a burden for you, too much pursuit can lead to your own destruction, and the only thing you have to do is complete your own responsibility.
Nothing more than that. "
Gristia hugged her knees and stared at DeVos and Sandria flying towards her with black wings flapping in the air below. She said expressionlessly:
"The past is a burden, Blake.
Whether it is good or hated, it becomes meaningless after rebirth and death, and tired souls have to release those burdens if they want to get back on the road.
I am not indifferent to my followers, nor am I stupid enough to see the hidden dangers of the promotion path. In fact, when I shaped this promotion path for the promotion fortress, I knew that today would come sooner or later.
I just.
only"
She couldn't go on.
A kind of cowardice from the bottom of her heart was eroding her heart, preventing her from being able to say what she was thinking.
And Lord Evil God stretched out his hand at this moment and placed it on the trembling shoulder of the eldest daughter, he concluded:
"You are just treating the Grians in the same way that the firstborns treated you. After the position was changed, you became the ruler who had to maintain a cold order, and these good souls from the other world became you. .
You are not unaware of all this loopholes.
You just want to see if they will rebel against the rigid dogma you set for them now, just as you rebelled against the order of the Firstborn.
You have to do this, so that you can be sure that you did nothing wrong in the first place, and to convince yourself that resistance is not a sin, it is just the resistance instinct that exists in the heart of every soul. "
"I'm doing my job!"
The eldest daughter gritted her teeth and said:
"They asked me to look after the civilizations that were sown, to protect them under all circumstances, and I kept my duty, even if my creator wanted to destroy everything, I would stand up.
Although the price is heavy.
I am very pleased to see that my followers have finally learned to resist after a long period of obedience, just like me who chose the latter between ignorance and duty.
This means that the promotion of the fortress will no longer require my presence to be maintained for a long time.
Of course, I have kept my involvement to a minimum over the years.
Facts have proved that even without a painful Eternal who can't let go of the past, the Grians can manage their own kingdoms on their own.
Come on, evil god. "
Gristia raised her head and said to Blake:
"Kill me and end my pain."
The icy sword of grief pressed against the eldest daughter's neck, and the evil **** violently pulled her blue Xinneng long hair, causing her to raise her neck like a swan.
Black moved the hilt and whispered:
"You know, you can actually fight with Zovar, or join forces with the soldier, your memories can help a lot."
"Not every soul wants to be a hero or villain."
The eldest daughter closed her eyes and said tiredly:
"I was a hero once, that time I lost my brothers and sisters, I lost myself, I was tired, and I don't care whether you are about to bring destruction or new life.
I should have died with my brothers and sisters.
I'm just a ghost from the last era, but I've survived until now. The firstborns let me keep these memories to torture me and punish me, but who knows what they think? "
"You forced so many souls to take the road of promotion, and made so many lives lose their ego, and you also used this method to destroy one of my unknown Moon and Night War Gods.
This **** me off, Gristia. "
Black grabbed the eldest daughter's long hair and said:
"If you've made a mistake, you shouldn't expect it to end like this. Just in time, I need a 'native' as a guide to go to Zarecentis.
Anyway, as long as this land has your godhead in it, it will not collapse. Grians should also choose their own future, and choose whether they want to forget the past and embark on the path of promotion.
The design of the black and white angel is also very cool and great, you have nothing to regret.
Now, say 'goodbye' to your children. "
“Shu”
The blade of mourning slashed across the eldest daughter's neck.
It was like cutting a water pipe and letting the blood of the blue gods spurt out, frightening Devos and Sandria who flew over to the ground. They just wanted to ask for an explanation, but they never thought of killing an Eternal so neatly.
"Puff"
The eldest daughter's body fell into the pool of his own blood as Blake loosened his fingers. The evil **** flicked the blue divine blood on his fingers, and glanced at the dumbfounded Forsworn Shengjie.
He ignored them.
Instead, looking at the cosmic soul shining in his fingers, he flicked the beating light and said:
"It's time to visit your hometown, Zarecentis is waiting for me and my friends to come."
(end of this chapter)