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Chapter 581: Imprisoned Gods (4k+)

“Beneath the sea, those palaces that were once the abodes of ancient gods have now become damp hotbeds of the overflowing will of the Sourceless Root.

Every day when the celestial spheres overlap according to a regular pattern, the followers of the Source of the Originless will awaken and reunite under the deep sea.

No one could witness the cold and disgusting mass ceremony. All the world knew was that failure and repeating the same mistakes were the main themes of fate..."

At the dining table, the little man on the road was still shaking his head and talking about clues in ancient books related to the stone slab.

The lyrics are all written by scholars from the Hermit Island, but the tone... Henglu was somewhat influenced by Liu Yonglu, and every word and sentence is full of ups and downs, almost like the lines in an opera.

"Mi Li'er, so, we have to go down to the sea no matter what? We can't avoid it anyway?"

To be honest, Liu Yonglu was a little scared in his heart. He wouldn't frown at other things, but the deep-sea fishing job... made his legs cramp.

The last time Big Head rushed into the sea and survived, it was because he was lucky and happened to encounter Henglu. Even so, Liu Yonglu still felt very uncomfortable when he recalled it.

"These are the next specific steps, and we can discuss them slowly."

Mili Tang also knew what Liu Yonglu was afraid of and patted the back of his hand gently:

“At the beginning, we must use some simple forbidden spells as a test, such as the fish-driving spell. If someone needs to go under the sea level to explore, there are also forbidden spells and ancient relics that can do it.

For example, Kogan's gloves can make the wearer grow gills, provided that forbidden spells are arranged in advance to neutralize its side effects.

Anyway, you don't have to worry about this, Andreas and I will arrange it.

But these are small details in the mission, what you need to do now is to formulate the main direction."

Liu Yonglu has been rolling around in bed these days, feeling depressed. Comparatively speaking, Millie Tang's thoughts are more thorough.

"The general policy?"

"Yes, Ricky, have you ever thought about this question? For tens of thousands of years, the Virgin Mary's will has not been fully awakened. Is it because her preachers on earth have not found the stone tablet? Or is it that they have found it but have not been able to complete the mass ceremony?"

Dinner was over. Liu Yonglu lit a cigarette and tapped the edge of the bowl with a spoon while smoking.

After thinking for ten minutes, he finally said:
"It's definitely the latter, the possibility of the former is very small.

Think about it, Mi Li'er, after tens of thousands of years and dozens of restarts, round after round, even if these preachers on earth are useless, they can always find the approximate location of the stone slab.

Moreover, regarding the clues of the stone slab, the Hidden Island must be a way out, but so many years have passed, and I have never heard of any preacher on earth setting foot on the Hidden Island.

It is likely that these people already knew the location of the stone slab, but they were always one step behind, and the Virgin Mary fell asleep again. "

Millie Tang nodded and continued to ask:
"Then what do you think is the reason why the Mass of the preachers on earth fails?"

"reason?"

This time Liu Yonglu didn't think too long and blurted out:
"Let other gods get involved. Anyway, it has nothing to do with the Saint. Those preachers on earth have said that the Saint is not a person. She has never won in dozens of restarts except this time."

"Yeah, pretty much what I deduced."

In fact, Millie Tang had figured things out long ago. She was deliberately guiding Liu Yonglu to think more and restore his previous mental state.

"So... Mi Li'er, what you mean is... somewhere under the sea, the Virgin Mary's preachers on earth are already in place?"

Liu Yonglu is not a fool. After they came out of Kurt, they wasted more than a month on the Hidden Island. Those preachers on the earth certainly did not take this step. They may have already reached the stone slab.

Eh... Mi Li'er's reminder is good. The psychological state of the attacker and defender has a great impact on the entire game. If we are unintentional and the enemy outnumbers us, we can still win. If the other party has outsmarted us, we will inevitably make mistakes in a hurry.

Millie Tang unscrewed the nut jar on the table and put a nut into her mouth. Looking at Ricky's expression, she knew that the mean and bad Ricky she used to be familiar with was back.

"If that's what you mean, then we can't be anxious. The more anxious we are, the worse things will happen.

Since it's already late, we have to be calm and find a good opportunity to intervene.

The best scenario right now is that those earthly preachers have already started a fight with other gods, and we can just sit back and reap the benefits.”

Liu Yonglu exhaled a puff of smoke. In dozens of games, the Virgin Mary was always evenly matched with the other gods, and the Saint Girl was the worst, having never won once.

This time, if he were to go out on his own and engage in a war of attrition with the Virgin Mary's earthly preachers and other gods... that would definitely be courting death.

"Well, I hadn't thought it through clearly, but now that you've said that, the situation is indeed as we analyzed. We can't act rashly."

Millie Tang had actually been thinking about this for a long time, and now she was saying this to help Liu Yonglu build up his confidence:
“In addition, there are a few more points I need to add. Regarding the location of the stone slab, whether it is the fragments of consciousness left by Henglu or the oral accounts of the islanders of the Hidden World Island, there is a point that is difficult to understand.

Among these clues, the stone slab sank under the deep sea, but there are different opinions on its exact location. "

Mili Tang opened the map she brought with her and spread it on the table, pointing to the Lost Sea:
"From here to the northernmost side, there are relevant records of the stone slab. The entire sea area is quite large. The key is that I have no way of judging where the stone slab sank, because these clues are almost the same except for the deviation of the direction."

Liu Yonglu remained silent. Is it only the direction that is different? And are there similarities in other aspects? What's the reason?

"Mi Li'er, do you remember what Amphion said before he died?"

Millie Tang didn't expect Liu Yonglu to mention the painting. In her eyes, the painting might be an important detail in finding the stone slab, but it did not affect the overall situation.

"Yes, but I can't connect the painting with the slate yet."

Liu Yonglu extinguished the cigarette in his hand and said slowly:

"I have a guess, but it may not be mature. I am just speaking out of my own will and you can just listen to it.

A painting is not a stone slab. No matter what kind of painting it is, it will not last long if thrown into the sea. It must have a storage medium, such as hanging it on the wall or putting it in a box.

And if this carrier is mobile... can't it move back and forth between different locations?"

Millie Tang had never thought of this. Yes, a painting cannot appear out of thin air on the sea surface or under the sea. It must have a carrier. If this carrier is movable, then everything makes sense.

"Take your time to find it, I mean."

Liu Yonglu patted the table and set the tone:

"First of all, we don't know what this thing is yet. It may be a ghost ship, sometimes drifting on the sea, sometimes swaying under the sea. There's no point in getting anxious. Besides, as you reminded me at the beginning, Mi Li'er, it may not be a good thing to find it early. We're the first to come forward before the fight starts. It's dangerous, very dangerous.

Let's search step by step, and for the rest we can only hope for the blessing of the Saint Lady in heaven."

……

"I didn't expect that the god who fought with us for the stone tablet this time would be so easy to deal with."

In the darkness, Gama's voice came slowly. Although he tried his best to suppress the joy in his voice, one could still hear that at this moment a long-dormant throbbing was rising in his heart again.

His voice was not loud but it still echoed in the space, which was an extremely empty indoor space.

Countless stone pillars around support the grand square of the underground palace. These pillars are narrow at the bottom and thick at the top, blooming in four petals towards the dome. The surface of the stone pillars is engraved with complex and obscure strange patterns, and the surface of the patterns is covered with black silt.

A cluster of flames ignited the torches on the stone pillars, and the dark underground palace was slightly illuminated.

A huge white monster was crawling in front of a huge wall. They were the preachers on earth who had remained immortal for tens of thousands of years.

"Gamma, don't be too careless. Although we have the advantage this time, the main reason is that we got a piece of stone slab fragment in advance."

The person who spoke was Miu. He had played a relatively small role in the previous battle of the Holy See, but with the death of one-third of the preachers on earth, his status was pushed up.

In fact, he had some complaints about the dozens of failed restarts before, but he was insignificant and had no say in the matter. This time the situation was very good, and he couldn't help but remind them.

Inside the underground palace, a huge uneven stone was placed in the center. To be honest, the dozens of preachers on earth had never entered this space before because there were no stone fragments.

Suddenly, there was a violent shaking, and the sound of falling "bang, bang, bang" was endless. Clumps of black mud attached to the ceiling and stone pillars of the underground palace fell to the ground.

These black muds seemed to contain the power of life. After falling to the ground, they slowly crawled back to their original position.

"I didn't know where those lives came from after the restart before, but now I know that the great Mother Goddess had arranged everything during her sleep."

On the spine of the milky white monster, Gamma's head looked around in awe.

"In addition to other gods, we also have to be wary of Saint Barlan. Since he is an ally of the Saint, he will definitely come here before the mass when the Mother Goddess awakens."

Miu said in a deep voice.

Over tens of thousands of years, and after countless restarts, even though the Source of No Source has not fully awakened, the preachers on earth have never caused any trouble in the step of punishing the Saint.

Miu didn't believe that this was a coincidence. There must be a reason behind the sudden rise of the Holy Maiden Faction.

“That’s because we didn’t get the slate in the first place.

Even if these guys come, they will regret their cowardice. They don't know that they have lost their only chance to defeat us."

The only chance Gama mentioned was the one that happened in the ruins of Mu Continent when Liu Yonglu made peace with him. At that time, the preachers on the ground did not get the stone tablet fragment, and Saint Balan had strong supporters.

But at this time...

Gama looked meaningfully at the wall in front of him. The wall was several dozen meters high and nearly a hundred meters wide, with a huge oil painting hanging on it.

The area of ​​the oil painting is not small and almost occupies most of the wall.

In the dim light of the torches, Gama could see that the painting showed a busy city scene with tall churches, rows of houses and streets, and pedestrians and hawkers on the streets.

The strangest thing is that this painting looks like a completely still classical oil painting.

But every time Gama cast his eyes on the painting, he would find that the city in the painting had some subtle changes compared to the previous one, which could be the color of the houses, the opening and closing of the windows, or the position of the characters or the work they were doing.

Gama and other preachers on earth cannot fully understand the power of oil paintings. They only know that oil paintings are part of the will of the Source of the Sourceless, and are also their greatest reliance on awakening the Mother Goddess this time.

"Look here."

Gama grinned and cast his gaze towards the upper left corner of the painting. The preacher on the ground shared his thoughts, and the others also looked in the direction Gama was looking.

In the upper left corner of the oil painting is an open camping site. At this time, large and small tents have been set up around the camp. The tents are colorful, and many workers are carrying performance animals and equipment from horse-drawn carriages into the tents.

Among the animals, the smaller ones are monkeys, rabbits and white pigeons in cages, while the larger ones are lizards, leopards, pythons and many other ferocious beasts.

There are many small wooden pavilions at the entrance of the camp, with ticket sellers, clowns and vendors selling cotton candy standing in the pavilions.

But these are not Gamma's focus. At this time, there are three people queuing behind the long line selling marshmallows.

The first one was a boy of five or six years old, with black hair and black eyes. He tilted his head, hung his hands, and had six fingers on his left hand.

Standing behind him was a girl of similar age with long black braids hanging down her head. She lowered her head and held a book in both hands. Her right hand had six fingers.

Behind the two children stands a donkey-headed man in a black suit. He is looking around with great interest, as if he is full of curiosity about the world in the painting.

"Maybe we had some problems with our thinking in the past. If we had found this fragment of stone tablet earlier, even these high-ranking gods would not be able to stop the awakening of the Mother Goddess."

Gamma pretended to reflect and examine himself, but at this point, even the cautious and prudent Miu could not refute it.

Indeed, in this plan of the Mother Goddess' awakening, old rivals such as "Green Decay" and "Blood Mad God" were gone, and the high-level gods who were thought to be invincible were now also controlled in the oil painting.

Once the time is right, the Sourceless can rely on the ancient knowledge in the stone tablet to regain his will.

Just as the monster was admiring the oil painting, dozens of little people actually walked out directly from the painting. The whole process was very natural. They were strolling on the streets in the painting in the previous second, and in the next second they followed the road in the painting and walked directly across the frame to appear in the underground palace.

These little people had dull eyes and their bodies were the same size as in the painting at first, but after they took a few steps in the real world, they expanded to the size of normal human bodies.

The people in the paintings said nothing, ignored the preachings in the underground palace, and all walked out of the palace in unison.

Gama and others attributed this abnormal phenomenon to the power of the Mother Goddess. This situation had occurred repeatedly before the three gods in the painting were trapped in the oil painting. Therefore, this vision should have nothing to do with them.

"Let's continue preparing for the mass and wait quietly for the Saint's allies to come and die. Anyway, the most difficult gods are no longer a concern now."

Gama snorted coldly. He discovered that among the little figures who had just walked out of the oil painting, there were the three gods they had imprisoned!
(End of this chapter)