"The Thousand-Armed God really doesn't leave any mercy at all."
Year looked at the picture in front of him and was quite helpless. One must realize that this matter now was not as simple as it seemed. This matter was one of the big news of the year even in the void.
"The Vinel Star Abyssal Infection Incident. I didn't realize that even after so many years, the Thousand-Armed God was still so concerned about this matter."
Year spoke thoughtfully, "Could this be the direct reason why he chose to retire?"
The Empress gave him a blank look in dismay, something that happened tens of thousands of years ago, could it still be the direct reason, this is not nonsense.
However, thinking about that matter, the Empress also shook her head and sighed.
"Actually, the decision that Thousand Arm God made back then was not wrong." The Empress said with emotion, "In that situation, especially at that time when the Abyssal Rift appeared and caused a large number of tragedies, he actually didn't have much of a choice."
"Everyone was staring at the Thousand Arms God, but even then, the Thousand Arms God withstood the pressure and made a decision only after investigating."
Year looked at the Empress somewhat helplessly, "But the pressure you guys put on him is still too much. His investigation was actually just getting off the ground when it was stifled by you guys. In the end, it's still you guys who are too aggressive."
The Queen didn't say anything. It didn't refute Year's words, because what Year said was actually the consensus of the Void over the years. But those forces that had been sniping at this all day had forgotten that the ones who had made diplomatic remarks to force them to hurry up and settle things back then also had their share ah!
The destruction of Venr Star, none of the superior forces in the void were able to stand alone.
In the end, one and all of them were not clean.
"And I've always wanted to ask..." Year had a gossipy look on his face, "On the front foot, Vinel Star had just been destroyed, with countless populace annihilated in the beams of the Star Annihilator Cannons, and on the back foot, an actual Vinel Star remnant appeared, not only exposing Vinel Star's conspiracy, but also twisted his body and threw himself directly into the abyss, creating a large number of tragic cases, and was ultimately annihilated by the Thousand-Armed God himself..."
"What's even more crucial... you, me, and most people in the void know that the Thousand Armed God's rise to power started from the planet Vinel, and you guys still let him go on this mission."
"Your empire, what on earth were you thinking?"
To let the most powerful general under one's command go on a mission to destroy a planet like one's second home for no reason at all, and to ask that people's generals must go to be loyal, isn't this pure bullshit?
Obviously, it is the rhythm of letting people and you turn over.
The empress was asked to be dumbfounded, a mention of this matter to scold their empire's rulers can only be a sigh. One must realize that this matter was not the direct cause of the split between the Thousand Armed God and the Empire. But it was indeed the root event of the Thousand Arms God and the Empire's flip-flopping, as well as the flip-flopping of the Empire's civil and military systems.
"My main job right now is to seek peace in the true sense of the word as much as possible while whitewashing it."
The Empress stared at the light screen in front of her without blinking, she desperately wanted to know what kind of choices Rope would make, and what kind of choices would satisfy the Thousand Arms God. Only by knowing what exactly the Thousand Arms God was struggling with would they be able to do the right thing and salvage as much of the empire's dignity and future as possible.
Year, on the other hand, was not at all amused.
"What's the point of Rope even if he made the right choice? Things have already happened, and because too many big names are involved, the constraints of that point in time are ridiculously high, not to mention Rope, even the Thousand-Armed God, me, or that dead old man from the Cultural Affairs Bureau can't do anything."
There was such a hint of mourning in Year's eyes, "What your civil officials did at that time was really disgusting. Honestly, I think the Thousand Armed God was already thankful for your empire's great kindness at that time when he didn't gather an army to directly fight on your royal court."
And while Rope didn't know about such a question, he did have a vague guess. Honestly, Rope didn't feel that he was some kind of peak intellect, wise beyond his years and close to demons or anything like that.
He even felt that if he was thrown into the ancient times of the original world, he might not really be able to deal with those famous wise men even if he had all that historical knowledge. After all, even if the big picture was good enough, in some small details it was enough for Rope to be played to death.
So he didn't feel like he was that much smarter than that Al guy even now. There would be no fools in the true sense of the word in any place where one mixed to a certain height.
The useless ones are all pressed tightly underneath the big waves. Want to get a rise out of it? Impossible.
So he arranged himself in such an illusionary realm, compared to which there was no ability to change anything. That would mean that this time, the illusion would be simply trying to see Rope's heart. Not that there was anything special going on.
"So, is it a choice to be made, or the truth?"
Simply put, to kill, or not to kill?
To kill, what is the resistance? To not kill, what is the resistance?
Judging from the reaction of the military people before, if one chooses not to kill, then one's own army, or the country or power after the army, will give a lot of pressure, and according to the practice of the Void, if one lets the contamination spread, it's also a kind of heavy pressure on public opinion. Rope, no matter how one thinks about it, feels that if one wants to drag it on, the pressure of those who are in one's current position is estimated to be The pressure on the people in their position would be so great that it would be outrageous.
And the person in this position is Al.
Then what is the resistance that urges Al not to kill?
Anyway, it can't be the so-called goodness. A general's success is never an empty word.
The birth of a general is inevitably accompanied by blood and fire, and whether the bones of one's own soldiers or those of one's enemies are on that white-bone cast of medals doesn't make much difference in a sense.
It was impossible to say that such a person would be kind-hearted towards a planet that had little to do with it. Even if he had a kind heart, then he could have done something about it after going through all that he had seen.
But was it really the right thing to do if one made a choice just like that? Even if the situation just now fit the current situation of a planet polluted by the Abyss incredibly well, Rope still felt that there were doubts.
The reason why Al was so torn up was probably because he had sensed these suspicions, but at that time, he might not have, or did not have the opportunity to investigate them to the end.
In any case, the relationship of this planet must be incomparably close to Al. Otherwise Al wouldn't have cared so much about such a planet. A planet that had been so kind to him when he was weak?
And Al was faced with the choice of destroying this planet that was so kind to him...
"What kind of psychopath came up with this decision?" "Al is offended by how hard he is offended." "Al, you're also too much." "Even if I wanted to destroy this planet, I would have to kill that bastard first." "Let him bury this planet with him. Let him give this planet to accompany the burial."
This wasn't really pointing at Al. This was directly pointing at Al's nose and cursing.
Of course, the reason why he dared to curse like this was still because Rope had already initially figured out Al's character. Since he would feel entangled and stuck because of this matter, the bottom color of this person's heart was bound to be kind and orderly. And not the kind of person with a good face and a black heart. Which meant that it didn't matter much if he himself let loose a little here and there.
Even may also because scolded in the point and let the big brother feel empathy.
This is a good way to bring the relationship closer. Sometimes, simple comfort can't make a person's good feelings deepen indefinitely, some goodwill, find the right angle of rebuke can do the same, and even the effect will be better.
Outside of the illusion, Whitley and Hooper wondered how Rope had popped up with such a sentence out of nowhere, realizing that in their line of sight, it was roughly the same thing as Rope arriving at the roof of the building, freezing for a moment, and then starting to inexplicably curse Al.
No, what did all this just now...have to do with Al?
The two of them looked at Al on the side with a puzzled face, but strangely saw that bitterness on Al's face. It was like he was scolded, but he was scolded to the point, and he couldn't refute it at all.
Al shook his head with a bitter smile, took a sip of tea, and lamented to Whitley, "Your family, Rope, is really too smart..."
Analyzing the truth of the matter with just a little bit of clues, knowing that he had purposely not revealed all the information in order for him to make a choice that was uniquely Rope's, and that all these so-called clues were accidentally left out by him. You should know that he had hidden the thirteen consecutive Imperial Royal Orders at that time, as well as the news of that time when the biggest abyssal rift in history was made.
Of course, it also hid his relationship with Vinyl Star. But even so, Rope still analyzed everything from his psychology, and the matter of creating the illusion itself.
Even if this wasn't considered a top-notch intellect in the Void, it was definitely not an ordinary person that Rope was self-effacing about.
Whitley, however, felt a bit skeptical, not... Before, he felt that he could still keep up with Rope's rhythm of analyzing things, more or less still saying one, two, three, four. As a result, when he wasn't around, was Rope, who was on fire, so scary?
Even in the void, Year looked at Rope's performance with some wonder.
"Do you think it's a bit of a shame that I gave him the Seed of Flame Power. If I had given him a mind faculty or one of those other power seeds for people who use their brains and cultivated them a little bit, maybe this would have been another think of a high end wise person!"
It was important to realize that people with strong powers weren't a minority in the Void. But still, there are many smart people, but smart people are also divided into three, six, nine classes. The gap between anyone's house could be bigger than the gap between a human and a dog.
After all, some people can look at the results of binary calculations and see at a glance where they went wrong. But the average person and dog can't...
For her part, the Queen simply ignored this Versailles fellow.
She was now thinking about how she could poach Rope. The group of saviors under the company's command were indeed all bad at poaching, but once they were poached, it was a big gain! The company never cared about people poaching. It had to be said that the company's people had already taken this into consideration when screening saviors. If they couldn't remain loyal to the company, then they'd rather choose a low desire person with slightly weaker abilities but even less interest in getting stronger and other temptations than the kind of person with great talent to train.
Rope's words... definitely doesn't have much loyalty to the company, but he understands the company's kindness and is willing to return the favor, and he does fall into the category of a low desirer in terms of strength. Something like strength, just enough. In a sub-world, to be very strong are not very useful.
Just like Al, if he wanted to stay in this world, apart from the recognition of the world's will, he also had to disperse all of his power essence, or else he would be rejected away by the world's will.
As for eliminating the World Will...
Are you really not afraid of being targeted by the Void? One must know that the Void Will is impartial, and He treats all powers equally except in this matter of the same race.
That's why Year isn't at all afraid of Rope being poached.
People? Things like being able to not be scooped up by others were doomed from the start.
Those who have the desire to leave, as long as they feel that they should go, then they will definitely go. And those who will not go, unless you die, you fall, or he will never go.
Of course, the reaction of these people outside had little to do with Rope in the middle of the illusion.
Rope was now certain that there was something fishy going on here with this abyssal contamination thing. Maybe it was a conspiracy against Al, I just don't know if Al's illusion has any relevant information or not. If Al himself didn't even know about this information, then his own search wouldn't be fruitful.
Of course, by the same reasoning, since Al put it in to see his own choice, then no matter what, he should know all the truth.
Rope also sighed helplessly... Al, who knew everything, still didn't resolve his regrets? That is to say... any choices he makes are essentially meaningless.
Rope thought here, eyes steeply stern.
Even if nothing works, even if this is all a lie, the bad guys have to be put to death.
"There are some things that he's right is right and wrong is wrong."
After saying that, Rope once again snapped his fingers, and with a flash of the screen in front of him, Rope had arrived at the beach.
The originally beautiful beach was now filled with a faint scarlet mist. For the average person, this kind of place was already considered to be moderately abyssally polluted, and if one stayed in the mist for a long period of time, they would transform into the Shadow of the Abyss.
But for the current Rope, or the Al back then, this level could only be described as a sprinkle.
Rope was also quite puzzled as he felt the force of this earthly pollution.
"It's a fact that the Abyssal Contamination feels, there's nothing strange about it. That is to say... is it true that this place is contaminated by the Abyss?"
Rope's brows tightened. Then with a thought, his entire body flew up, and after leaving a sonic boom cloud behind, he flew towards the center of the scarlet he saw in space at that time.
Where, even for Al, it was dangerous. But not to an unacceptable degree.
As Rope flew inward, the red mist around him grew thicker, even taking on a seductive feel. It was as if someone was whispering in your heart, speaking. Rope nodded, such a state was also in line with the Abyssal Contamination. This was the typical characteristic of Abyssal Contamination, with the refinement of flesh and blood, as well as the depravity of the mind.
Of course, the specific manifestations of Abyssal Contamination were many.
Rope's body was flooded with white light, and those red mists were immediately dispersed by force, desperately wanting to surge towards Rope's side, but they were blocked to the outside. This level of erosion, Rope still did not put it in his eyes. After all, it wasn't as serious as that.
But just as Rope continued to fly forward, suddenly there was a red shadow in front of him out of the corner of his eye, rushing towards himself.
Rope subconsciously sidestepped to avoid this attack. After stabilizing his stance, Rope looked at getting the blood red shadow. The shadow as a whole looked like a normal person, except that the image of his lower body looked like a sheep's hoof. And his upper body was unusually lanky.
There were no wings behind him, and there were no energy fluctuations around him, but he did float in front of Rope's eyes.
"Shadow of the Abyss, even this thing has it, this would be a little too costly if it's a fake."
Rope couldn't help but say with a sigh.
What was in front of her was the most elementary abyssal creature, the Shadow of the Abyss, after normal life was infected by the abyss it was possible to form such a creature in front of her. The probability was not low, and this was also the preliminary product of the blood and flesh refinement that Rope had mentioned before.
They had to absorb flesh and blood in order to evolve, whether it was the enemy's or their companion's it was the same.
So in the absence of a leader, Shadows of the Abyss were generally not much of a threat, as it was rather more cost-effective to devour their kind than those who dared to go deeper into the abyss.
They didn't have a high level of intelligence, but they had the instinct to survive.
Rope looked at the fellow in front of him, but for a moment, he felt that something was wrong. This Abyssal Shadow in front of her was very strong now, the basic form had already congealed, and the next step was to evolve into an Abyssal Walker. But such an evolution was certainly not an overnight process. To say that the other Shadows of the Abyss around him had been absorbed by him did make sense.
But it was only reasonable. There were still a lot of things that didn't make sense.
Rope now felt more and more that there must be something strange about all this.
While Rope was thinking about things, the Shadow of the Abyss over there was not idle, and after giving a mournful roar as if he was cutting glass with a knife, he rushed towards Rope's direction.
A layer of bloody light lit up on those ghastly claws, and a look of cruelty and joy seemed to emerge from his empty eyes.
This was a creature tainted by the Abyss. Or rather, the remnants that couldn't be called creatures at this stage. They were always thinking of replenishing themselves, and even more so, they were always thinking of dragging everything they had ever seen into the abyss.
Cruelty and sadness were the main colors of some pathetic creatures.
But just as the imposing man was about to step forward to finish off Rope.
When he was really close to Rope. the white light around Rope suddenly swelled up, encompassing the entire Shadow of the Abyss into its own hood, and then in the blink of an eye. The white light returned to its original form. Once again, it covered Rope's surroundings.
However... the Shadow of the Abyss, thus disappeared without a trace.
Rope didn't care, he just shook his head and directly walked towards the depths of the abyss.
Just kidding, the Shadow of the Abyss, the lowest level of abyssal creatures. And whose body is Rope's now?
It was Al's, the Thousand-Armed God's, a true powerhouse in the upper pyramid of strength in the void. A great general that the empire relies on the most. Such a person, forced to make a move by a Shadow of the Abyss...
A great joke.
Rope's own strength of course could not be considered as strong, he felt that his own strength, if he was barely able to fight this Shadow of the Abyss, in the end, it was really hard to say whether he would win or lose.
But now Rope has opened an experience card.
The Thousand Arms God Limited Time Experience Card. A powerhouse that made Even Year feel outright powerful.
In a sense, an experience like that was priceless in itself. The reason why many people were stuck locked in a certain realm was more than likely that they hadn't seen the higher landscape.
If this opportunity were given to those who are stuck in a bottleneck, they would be willing to give everything they have in exchange for it, or even briefly trade their freedom for it.
And that's how Rope experienced it. It was safe to say that Rope wouldn't experience what it meant to be bottlenecked for a long time to come.
If Rope really wanted to get stronger.
Rope continued to fly forward, still seeing the presence of quite a few Shadows of the Abyss. The overall look wasn't too different from the Abyssal Contamination itself. And as Rope went deeper, the contamination that the Abyss gave off, and that powerful sense of oppression was also getting bigger. It was as if there was some powerful creature lying dormant somewhere. And Rope looked at where, but there was a bit of a strange feeling in his eyes.
"It's not right... it's too similar..."
Rope looked at what was in front of her rather strangely. Groups and groups of Shadows of the Abyss surrounded Rope under the leadership of the Abyssal Walkers.
Rope, on the other hand, was looking at everything in front of him a bit strangely.
It was too similar, it was just too much like the standard Abyssal contamination that had been looked up in the information.
It was as if someone had taken a textbook and moved it here. And that in itself was a rather strange thing.
One must realize that the Abyssal Contamination itself was a thousand and one things. Even for the Abyssal Shadows, trying to find two Abyssal Shadows that looked exactly the same was almost an impossibility.
The Abyssal Walkers were largely similar in appearance, basically having sheep's hoof-like legs and lion-like tails, with the difference being their faces and wings. The face was that of the one with the largest percentage of their consciousness, but of course there would be parts of others as well, as if the eyebrows of a man with thick eyebrows did have a woman's cute cherry mouth underneath. More or less, it makes people feel a bit awkward.
The wings on the back are also of various kinds, and to say that they are mixed is giving them face.
It's like someone moved the textbook here. This in itself is a rather strange thing.
You know, the Abyss Contamination itself is very strange. Even for the Shadow of the Abyss, it is almost impossible to find two Shadows of the Abyss that look exactly the same.
The Abyss Walkers are generally similar in appearance, with sheep-hoof-like legs and lion-like tails. The only difference is their faces and wings. The face is the face of the person that occupies the largest proportion in their consciousness, of course there will also be parts of other people, just like the eyebrows and eyes of a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and underneath is a woman's cute cherry mouth. It makes people feel a little awkward.
The wings behind them are also of various styles, and it would be an exaggeration to say that it is a mix and match.