I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

“Diana, you are too pessimistic. They are the ones who should be afraid, not us.”

Roland shook his head and said, "The Kingdom of Heaven does indeed involve half of the people, but it's not without a solution."

The name Diana sounded very intimate, softening Olivia's eyes.

She said, "Roland, it's not that I'm too pessimistic, but that you are too arrogant. You don't really understand what kind of beings you are dealing with."

They don't care how much you grow stronger.

Because you are just insects in the beehive.

Roland frowned: "A beehive?"

Olivia said, “Roland, the pastures of the gods are countless, like beehives placed in greenhouses, producing a continuous stream of honey for heaven.”

Your beehive is indeed special because these bees won a fierce battle.

Therefore, they began to believe themselves to be like gods.
What they didn't know was that they had only defeated a group of little elves that humans had sent into the beehives to manage them.

Bees spend their entire lives inside the hive and never even leave the greenhouse.

They even believed that humans were also little elves—about the size of a palm, similar to themselves.

They have no knowledge of the world outside their hives, and even less knowledge of the world outside the greenhouse.

Roland nodded and said, "I'm so damn impressed with myself."

Olivia frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Roland said, "It's nothing. I just told someone a story about 'the bug and the garden' after I visited the Garden of Sincerity. Now, this story should have been written into a paper by some guy who likes to show off his knowledge, and published in a journal under his own name."

We are currently running the Sincere Garden, and everyone is surely aware of these things.

Roland looked at Olivia: "Diana, we know we are insects. We are slowly learning about your world."

For some reason, the phrase "We are slowly getting to know you" made Olivia feel inexplicably irritated and flustered.

She shook her head and said, “Roland, we will learn more and more about the world outside the greenhouse. Once you fully understand everything, you will cherish the opportunity given to you by the gods, just like the generations of bees that ascended to heaven and transformed into humans.”

Roland said, "Diana, you are wrong. Perhaps there will be one or two, or even thousands of powerful insect warriors, who will bow their heads in fear and betray everything they once had."

But the swarm will not.

Even the gods knew that insects would bow their heads, but the swarm of insects would not.

Olivia said, "Roland, you are too arrogant. You think that just because you've researched some things from the forbidden creators, you can rival us?"
Even they, your group of forbidden teachers, wouldn't dare to speak so arrogantly as you.

You have no idea what happened between the gods and the forbidden creator.

Roland said, “I don’t really understand, but there is one thing that both insects and gods are very clear about.”

—Diana, the gap between us is not the gap between the human empire and the bee swarm. It is the gap between the unknown and the known.

You understand us, but we don't understand you, so we become insects.

But we all know very well that once these dangerous little insects fully understand the outside world and fly out of the beehives and greenhouses, the whole world will face an unprecedented disaster!

These insects, cultivated in gardens for millions of years, are dangerous experimental subjects. Their rate of development and adaptability far exceed that of any natural species in the natural world.

It far surpasses yours.

The natural species outside the garden will be eliminated and extinct one by one by the insects.

And you are just one of the millions of species that have been eliminated.
We are special, but you are not.

You've been rotten to the core for ages, yet you've bred a bunch of bugs that you can't control at all, and you even think that each generation of bugs will be as simple as the first generation.

Diana, you are arrogant. You lack any understanding of the insects you have domesticated.

A group of insects kept in a beehive, once they crawl out of the hive, will wipe out all species in the world.
This is clearly the ravings of a madman.

Olivia inexplicably felt a chill run through her body.

Because she knew that in the very, very distant past, before the gods arrived in this great star realm, such a history had already occurred.

Olivia murmured, “How similar the bee in the box is to the worm on the paper.”

Once the insects on the paper crawl out of the paper, they will transform into the gods of the creators.

The bee in the box can naturally transform into God's God.

Therefore, God does have reason to fear insects.

'A worm on paper?'

Roland couldn't fully understand what Olivia was trying to say, but the word 'creator' that Olivia used was very similar to the word 'forbidden creator'.

Olivia pulled herself out of her distant memories, and her gaze slowly fell on Roland.

"Roland, history tells us that the world is a vicious cycle; the past always repeats itself in the future. The only difference is the protagonist."
But it's too early for you to say such things to us!

As one of the three great sages of ancient times, and one of the people who brought truth to this world, Heracles can be considered the mentor who enlightened the entire civilization of the East.

Although He later left the community of wizards and submitted to the Kingdom of Heaven to become a new god, people still believe that He must have had His reasons.

Even many wizards who study the Path of Truth of the Black Holy Blood Shepherdess believe that Heracles submitted to the gods in order to preserve a Path of Truth for the entire world.

After Roland saw the 'Goddess Bathing' painting by the Dracula family, he became even more convinced that Heracabbai was at the feet of the gods in order to save the world.

But now, this goddess's every word and action aligns with the Kingdom of Heaven, as if she were the most orthodox and legitimate God of Heaven.

If it weren't for the person in front of him, and the fact that he was using Heraca's memories, Roland would have even suspected that the drug's effects were wearing off and that she was mistaking him for Olivia again.

Roland frowned and said, "Diana, sometimes I really don't know which side you're on. You were born into the wizarding world, even into the most orthodox and anti-god forbidden wizarding world, so why do you always have to stand on the side of the gods in everything you say and do?"

"Who said I was born into a forbidden wizarding family?"

Olivia's smile was very meaningful, and also very dangerous. It was as if that smile held a shocking secret that could not be known to outsiders.

Roland said, “Diana, I hope you will stand on our side. But not because we need your help. It is because the gods are doomed to defeat.”

I know that compared to the gods, we are as weak as a swarm of bees.

But the beehives are now completely out of control.

The world is now reduced to a few small wells of faith, and the gods can no longer directly intervene here. They can only restrain us by making us kill each other.

This tactic is indeed insidious, and we do indeed have irreconcilable contradictions within ourselves, such as mutual hatred and misunderstanding. Therefore, a fierce civil war is inevitable in the future.

This civil war may last for a decade, several decades, or even a century.

However, the war will eventually end, and we will eventually be united again.

And at that time, the beehives will no longer be able to contain us.

Olivia smiled and said, "I understand what you mean, Roland. You're saying that as long as you destroy all the Wells of Faith and completely sever the connection between this world and Heaven, you can slowly solve your internal problems and gradually develop?"

Roland frowned.

Olivia's expression gradually turned serious. She said, "Roland, no one knows you better than me. At least among all the gods, I am one of the people who knows you best."

And you are even more outstanding than I imagined.
You have not only far exceeded my expectations back then, but I'm even starting to doubt you.
Perhaps even I cannot predict what your future will be like.
I admit that if you live in a stable world that is beyond the reach of the gods...

Then you will surely be the greatest threat to Heaven in the future.

But you cannot escape the hands of the gods.

Roland said, "Do you think we can't completely destroy the Church, or seize all the Wells of Faith?"

Olivia said, "If you can't even do this, then there's no point in talking about grand pronouncements like escaping the beehive or conquering heaven."

Roland frowned and asked, "Why is that?"

Olivia's eyes gradually reddened, and she said, word by word, "Because this world is a giant balloon that's been tethered!"

Once the rope breaks, it will fly out of the safe atmosphere and explode in that chaotic void!

This rope must never be broken!
The hand holding the rope must never let go.
Roland, the gods are this great hand!
The rope is the anchor that connects you to the gods!

Once the anchor point is broken, the entire world will continue to sink into the lower world, all the way down to the Sea of ​​Chaos!

And once the gods loosened their grip
Roland, you have an infinite future. But your future is in the hands of the gods!

Olivia's words were thunderous, and Roland remained silent for a long time.

Roland suddenly realized that these things had actually been hidden in history all along.

The exact date of the first time a bee colony defeated a beekeeper is very unclear, but historians speculate that it was at least tens of thousands of years ago.

In the past few days, Olivia has mentioned one thing several times—70,000 years ago.

That war took place 70,000 years ago.

However, the recorded history of existing civilizations is far shorter than that.

In the south, the oldest remnant of civilization is the Vermeccha Palace, the palace of the Old Catholic Alayean royal family. While the magnificent castle certainly has a very long history, the oldest artworks within it are no more than two thousand years old.

In the Eastern Territory, there are no kingdoms that have existed for tens of thousands of years. Not even a few thousand!

The White Wizards are 'new wizards' from the south, and the White Council only began to rival the Twilight Council because of 'Alexandra'. Before her, the strongest White Wizard was the third-tier White Queen.

If we delve deeper, the Twilight Council is the oldest wizarding council in people's minds.

The Twilight Council could not possibly have existed for tens of thousands of years. Going back further, we would reach the Forbidden Age, but nothing from the Forbidden Age has been left behind!
In this world, there is a huge gap between the wizards' magic and technology. The once glorious forbidden magic and the forbidden knowledge that once posed a great threat to the gods have vanished like a mystery. Not a trace can be found.

Historical records show that the wizards had clearly defeated the gods and driven them away. Yet, the Old and New Churches inexplicably appeared in the south.

Some have suspected that the ancient wizards eventually fell from grace, leading to the rise of the church and the expulsion of the wizards to the north. However, no historical evidence can be found to support this claim.

Some people suspect that there is a limit to the transmission of human civilization. After five thousand years, it is difficult to record and pass it down in writing, and we can only fill in the gaps in history through archaeology.

However, the ancient scriptures found in all the ancient ruins record the history of the forbidden era. The history of the modern era and the forbidden era is extremely vague!
Therefore, some people suspect that there may have been an incredibly crazy era between the forbidden era and the modern era.

This era was incredibly long, spanning tens of thousands of years.

This era of madness was intermittent, like a patient who would recover and then go mad again. Every so often, it would go insane, erasing some of history and corrupting the wizards.

It recovers periodically, leaving behind a vague history.

This third doubt is extremely niche, yet it perfectly aligns with the trajectory of history.

Today, someone said something 'crazy'. She said that in the past 70,000 years, the world has been constantly restarting and has wiped out more than 300 civilizations.

And now, she says that the world is a giant balloon that keeps flying upwards, and once you let go, it will fly into a crazy, chaotic sea.

These words all came from a mad god.

Every word she uttered sounded like madness, yet they were incredibly close to the truth.

Roland looked at Olivia and said, "The gods loosened their grip, and the world went mad. They grabbed the rope, and the world returned to normal?"

Olivia said, "Roland, the gods can't always grab the rope again after letting go. At least now, the possibility of them not being able to grab the rope is getting bigger and bigger. Because the laws of this world are already in complete chaos."

Roland nodded, thinking to himself: 'My father gave me normal flesh and blood and soul as a mortal, while my three evil god mothers gave me a twisted shadow.'

This shadow is clearly hidden in the deepest, most fundamental world, not floating in the void between the outer gates of the surface world.

Yet this world bears the marks of having been shrouded in shadow.

This phenomenon is very strange, and I've considered many possibilities. I even once mistakenly thought that shadows would crawl out of the water, envelop the entire world like slimes, and then return to the bottom of the sea at certain times.

I guessed all of them wrong.

The balloon and the giant hand that Olivia mentioned are the truth.

Roland's expression gradually became serious.

Olivia, or perhaps Heracles, said that the fate of mortals is in the hands of the gods, and that mortals can never escape the gods' grasp.

But Roland believed it was not impossible.

The wizards had been secretly planning this all along—throwing incredibly strong cables at the Rubik's Cube.

This cable can completely replace the rope in the hands of the gods.

However, this plan is extremely difficult to implement.

After learning more about the situation, Roland discovered that the plan was even more difficult than he had originally anticipated.

Because it originally only needed to be done quietly.

But now, the 'cooperation' of the gods is needed again. (End of Chapter)