Eternal Night

Chapter 451 The First Outsider

Wu Xianxiao originally thought that he had to kill ordinary people, but he actually didn't want to do that. Although he would not show mercy when it came to battle, he didn't have much malice towards the humans in this world, and all the humans he came into contact with were normal humans.

Although there were sacrifices and murders, it would be meaningless to talk about these things without considering the era. He is not a mental hygienic person and it is impossible for him to blame those who live in this era and this world for having ideas that transcend the times.

As a result, when he kicked open the city gate, all the soldiers dropped their weapons and neither attacked nor resisted. They all squatted down obediently. Even the magic tower that had stored energy did not release any magic. All the magic lights quickly went out, and the entire city did not offer any resistance at all.

The only thing that was different was a huge stone building in the center of the city that looked a bit like ancient Greece. It should be a temple or a shrine. There was a white holy light above the building, but it was quickly dyed red. At the same time, a black aura began to appear in the red. It looked like a distorted human skeleton or other creatures. Wu Xianxiao naturally did not attack the humans who laid down their weapons. He looked in the direction of the temple, and then he found that everyone around him was looking at him, not only the humans and barbarians who followed him, but also the soldiers, citizens, farmers, etc. in the city. They were all looking at him.

"…Have the gods been suffering for a long time?"

Wu Xianxiao murmured, then he looked back and saw the extraordinary barbarian, the human soldiers, magicians, and priests who followed him all surrounding the three little animals. Then he picked up the broken knife and walked towards the temple.

The closer they got to the temple, the bloodier and darker the holy light became. The people around were howling and fleeing the temple quickly. Even Wu Xianxiao could hear the dim wailing and groaning. The sound had the effect of distorting his mind, making his sleepless light burn even more fiercely.

"The Lord, my Lord, be with me..."

"God, I sacrifice myself, I sacrifice myself..."

"We live and die together, we are together..."

These sounds were full of distortion and distortion, and even Wu Xianxiao himself felt uncomfortable after listening to them for a long time.

At this moment, the entire temple exploded violently, and a large amount of rotten flesh and blood mixed with black and smelly plasma gushed out. A huge bull was rotten all over, deformed in many places, and its skin was peeled off. A large number of tentacles stretched out from its body surface and internal organs, and eyeballs and mouthparts of different races emerged from its body surface and internal organs. However, these eyeballs and mouthparts did not seem to be their own. They kept spinning around and even devoured the rotten bull's body.

The giant winged bull seemed to be in extreme pain and anger. As soon as it emerged from the temple, it began to rush towards the surrounding crowd frantically. However, just after it took a few steps, Wu Xianxiao blocked its way. Then, a little clarity appeared in the giant bull's eyes, as if with a kind of fear. However, the festering and decaying of its body, as well as the horrible deformation, continued. This little clarity immediately turned into boundless rage, and the rotten bull slammed towards Wu Xianxiao.

"…A carrier of distortion and negativity?"

Wu Xianxiao remained silent, raised his knife, and flashed past, appearing behind the rotten bull. The rotten bull stood still, and then its body shattered, annihilated, and dissipated...

The temple collapsed with a loud bang, and the statues inside the temple also exploded violently. All the holy light with a bloody and black aura slowly dissipated, and the city was filled with only the stench of decay, while the horrible sound and pollution disappeared.

Wu Xianxiao stood still, and everyone around him slowly knelt down in front of him...

"Prime Minister?"

While eating a large piece of beef and crushing the beef bones, Wu Xianxiao curiously asked the young man in front of him.

The young man bowed his head and said to Wu Xianxiao respectfully: "Sage, please allow me to report. A family has a family steward, a village has a village steward, and a city-state has a chief minister. Those who are capable should take up these positions. This is the right way."

Wu Xianxiao shook his head and said, "I'm not questioning this. Of course I understand what you said. I'm just curious. This city-state is a religious regime, right? You don't seem to be a priest, nor a magician. How can you become a prime minister?"

The young man was neither surprised nor angry when he heard this, but was very happy. He immediately said, "The saint is indeed not a barbarian. He even understands the nature of the government. That's great... That's right, I'm neither a priest nor a magician. According to common sense, I can't be the prime minister, but doesn't the saint understand one thing? That is, the foundation of all governments is..."

"Power." Wu Xianxiao waved his hand and said, "Violence is the foundation of the stability and existence of the regime. There is no need to elaborate on this. Please continue."

The young man looked even happier, and he said respectfully: "The reason I can be the prime minister is that I am stronger than them. I am not a supernatural person, but my family is an old noble family in the city-state, and we have family armed forces. I am good at management and business, and I understand people's hearts and politics. I also understand agriculture and pioneering, and I understand the deployment of manpower. I have won over most of the magicians and priests, and the remaining magicians and priests who were hostile to me were eliminated by me. This process is a bit long. If the saint wants to know, I will tell him everything. Under such circumstances, I became the prime minister of this city-state." Everything the young man said was true, and Wu Xianxiao sensed it all from his emotions.

This made Wu Xianxiao secretly smack his lips.

A person who is not a supernatural being, but relies only on family power and his own management, actually suppresses the supernatural beings and the religious priest class, and makes these people obey his orders willingly... This is a great man. If he were in the ancient times of the Earth, he would be at least a Zhuge Liang, if not Jiang Ziya.

Wu Xianxiao looked at the young man, who also had a calm and natural expression on his face. Wu Xianxiao asked, "After I killed the bull, you couldn't understand anything I said, and I couldn't understand what you said either. Then you tore open a piece of parchment, which also contained supernatural powers, and I was able to understand what you said again. Was that parchment the storage of the bull's supernatural powers?"

The young man continued to speak softly and clearly, "That's not the case, Saint. All the supernatural powers in this world come from gods and spiritual things. When gods die, all the supernatural powers from them will completely disappear. This parchment scroll was purchased from a foreign country, and the gods of the foreign countries still exist, so this parchment scroll can be used."

Wu Xianxiao nodded, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The young man said with joy: "My name is Samara von Gondorra. Saint, you can just call me Samara."

Wu Xianxiao said: "Then you continue to be the prime minister. By the way, I still have many questions to ask you. For example, you called me the original outsider at the beginning. What does that mean?"

Samara said seriously, "This is the name I found in an ancient monument. There are remnants of ancient text in the monument, which describes a wonderful world. The whole world is divided into two different dividing lines: reality and illusion. The real falls towards the illusion, and the illusion rises towards the real. In this process, the real gradually gains the power of the illusion, and the illusion gains the existence of the real. The whole world will constantly switch between reality and illusion, until something big goes wrong with the illusion..."

Wu Xianxiao stood up suddenly and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Xuhuan?!"

Samara was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Wu Xianxiao to react so strongly. He immediately said, "I don't know, because the ruins are quite damaged, and only a few murals are left. I also deduced these contents based on the murals, so I don't know what big problem the illusion has. It's just that the mural has a hideous eyeball painted on the camp representing the illusion."

Eyeballs!
Wu Xianxiao sat down silently, thinking of the huge eyeball that seemed to occupy one-third of the volume of the entire universe. That was also the origin of the weekend. There was a big problem with the illusion... the eyeball... what was the connection between them?

Wu Xianxiao thought for a few seconds before he continued to say to Samara: "Go on."

Samara nodded respectfully, and he continued, "From these ancient relics, I discovered this information and learned that the entire world is constantly cycling between reality and illusion, until a big problem appeared in the illusion, and a drastic change occurred. Then the reality kept falling. Although a new reality appeared, this fall will never end. This is the world outside."

"Outside?" Wu Xianxiao asked.

"Yes, outside!" Samara said with a serious face: "Our world is not the real outside world, or our world is not in the model of the real and the unreal world. In the murals of the ancient ruins, there are many hideous insects next to the huge eyeballs born from the unreal world. These insects keep biting and devouring the fragments that fall from the real world. These fragments will be digested bit by bit in the long bodies of the insects and completely turned into nothingness... Saint, this is our world, the 'food' that is devoured by the insects born with the giant eyes, then mixed together and digested completely in the bodies of the insects!"

Wu Xianxiao was silent for a while and then said, "How do you know that I am the original outsider? What does this word mean?"

Samara said: "In addition to this ancient relic, I have also explored more than a dozen ancient monuments of varying sizes, visited many city-states, and even studied in kingdoms. I have visited many sages, elderly wizards, and priests who have served the gods for decades... I have learned some truths from all of this, including the description of the original outsiders. It is said that in the real world, life can obtain extraordinary powers on its own, and does not need to be granted by the gods. After such foreign extraordinary people fall into this world, their extraordinary powers will not disappear. They can still be on par with or even surpass the gods, but their offspring or apprentices cannot obtain extraordinary powers. This is the original intention of the original outsiders. Only the first generation has extraordinary powers other than those of the gods!"

Wu Xianxiao stretched out his hand thoughtfully and looked at it carefully for a few seconds. He roughly understood why Samara confirmed that he was the original outsider.

After a few seconds, Wu Xianxiao asked again: "Then, I have a biggest question."

"How can I leave here? How can I escape the fate of being devoured by insects and return to the real world..."

"Can you tell me?"

(End of this chapter)