This isn't a souls-like game at all.

Su Ke's eyes suddenly widened. "Is this... the Glorious Virgin Mary? No! This doesn't look like the statue of the Virgin Mary!"

After a moment, the illusory feminine light disappeared without a trace.

Ye Yiyi put down the sword in his hand thoughtfully and looked down.

An illusory, delicate white flower was blooming on his chest.

Chapter 374 Cyber ​​Relics

“Are there really flowers?”

Looking at the delicate white flower blooming on her chest, Ye Yiyi curiously reached out her hand and touched it gently.

The sharp gray claws pierced through the illusory petals and touched the dark green stalk.

"Flowers don't have substance, but the pedicels do?"

He pinched the flower stalk thoughtfully and lifted the white flower from his chest. He was surprised to see a long root stalk extending from his chest and finally completely leaving his body.

The white flower left the body, and Ye Yiyi was in a trance for a moment, as if a warm and gentle current was being withdrawn from his body, and the temperature around him seemed to have dropped by a few degrees.

"The temperature has dropped? No, it seems to be a problem with this flower."

He put the flower back into his chest, and a warm current extended from his chest to his limbs, like sunlight shining on his body, driving away the cold.

"I understand!"

He suddenly realized, "This is the effect of the withering flowers on the grave. If I die unfortunately, this flower inserted in my body will wither, so that I can escape death.

"I don't know why I can take it out of my body, but it seems... I can help give the flower to others, so that they can also escape death?"

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the dumbfounded Alatron and waved to him.

"Come, help me test the effect of this hymn."

"Sir... besides magic, can you also use hymns?"

Alatron swallowed and walked forward blankly, with disbelief in his eyes.

"Is there a problem with this?" Ye Yiyi looked at him in confusion, frowning slightly. "Is there a conflict between magic and hymns?"

"More than that..."

Alatron shook his head repeatedly.

"As I said before, the essence of magic is the reproduction of objective reality, while the essence of hymns is the manifestation of subjective fantasy. In other words, these are two completely opposite forms of existence in terms of cognitive form..."

"I think I understand what you mean." Ye Yiyi interrupted Alatron's explanation.

Ultimately, it is a battle between materialism and idealism.

In other words, it is the fundamental difference between a magician and a hymn-praiser.

Alatron probably meant that a magician who grew up in a materialistic environment would be absolutely unable to use hymns, which are essentially idealistic forces, due to his rigid worldview.

"But sir, he is a noble ancient dragon, not a human. So what if he can use magic and hymns at the same time? Just because humans can't do it doesn't mean ancient dragons can't!

"You can't impose our human problems on Master Gu Long!"

Su Ke was very dissatisfied with Aratron's shock and couldn't help but interrupt and retorted angrily.

"And ultimately, magic and hymns are just different forms of power. Why bother with all that nonsense?"

"But how do you know that magic and hymns are different forms of the same power? Have you verified it? Proved it through experiments?"

When Alatron heard Suke's words, he narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head and glanced coldly at the metal mouse.

"Besides, I've never seen anything like this before, so I'm just surprised.

"From my perspective as a magician, when I discover a problem, I should first make a bold guess, then carefully verify it, and then get the answer from practice. This is a very normal thing.

"Rather than being like the hymnists, who are full of ignorance, prejudice and assumptions, and take something unproven as axiomatic truth!"

"Ah!"

Su Ke grinned and sneered disdainfully when he heard this.

"As expected of a high and mighty magician, your speech is filled with reason and reasoning. So, is this why you traffic in non-humans and then send them to the dissection table in order to understand the source of their power?"

When Suke said this, Alatron was slightly stunned, then his face became gloomy, and suddenly there was a great anger in his eyes when he looked at Suke.

But Metal Mouse's next words made his face change drastically.

"So you want to study Master Gu Long? You want to find out why Master Gu Long can use magic and hymns at the same time, and where his power comes from. What do you want to do?

"Persistent? Digging deep? If you can't get the knowledge you want, will you do something behind my back, or even take the opportunity to plot against me?"

"How ridiculous! This is sheer nonsense!!"

Alatron was furious, his emotions fluctuated violently, and even black air rushed out of his seven orifices!

"Ha! I was right, so you're angry and embarrassed?" Su Ke sneered.

"Do you think I don't know what kind of people you magicians are?

"Was the genocide of the Kesujin people carried out by the Hall of Stopping War?

"Are you the ones who stopped the Ratman from restoring their country?

"Were you magicians the ones who sent spies to secretly monitor the bordering countries to the south and instigated the Great Hunt?"

"Don't confuse right and wrong! Lump me in with those who do evil!"

Alatron was furious and said, "Even if what you said is true, what does that have to do with the stargazers of our Star Palace?

"We at Xingdou Palace didn't participate in the examples you cited. Just because I'm a magician, do I have to be held responsible for the bad behavior of the scum among the magicians?

"Then can I also say that you, the Hymnists, imprisoned the evil god with the intention of provoking a war among the nations, seeking divine power amidst the suffering of all living beings, and attempting to kill the god and establish your own throne?

"You like to give examples, right? I can give similar examples too!

"The calamity of weapons and weapons that slay the Lord! The blazing fire of the Burning Lord that incinerates the city! The terror that terrifies even the gods!

"Which of these things doesn't have something to do with you hymn-praisers? Huh? Am I wrong?"

"Ha! You've given a good example! The hymn-praisers each have their own beliefs and religious orders. Even a saint can't rule the world!"

Su Ke refuted with his rat eyes wide open:

"But you magicians are a whole. The Hall of Stopping War has a supreme leader who has the final say! How dare you say that the Xingdou Palace didn't participate in any of those dirty deeds? Don't be so confident, don't be so ridiculous!"

"..."

Ye Yiyi listened to the two people arguing with great interest. At the same time, she looked down at the little fish that was holding the white flower with its many tentacles and was extremely excited, and nodded with satisfaction.

“It’s just as I thought. This grave flower is hot-swappable. As long as you plug it into your body, it will work no matter where you are.

"In this way, I can give the grave flower to others to use, so that they can also get the effect of avoiding death once."

He patted the little fish's tentacles, and while the illusory holy monument was still there, he released the withering grave flower twice more.

When the golden light faded and the illusory female figure disappeared, Ye Yuba was holding a grave flower in his hand and another grave flower on his chest.

Turning his head again to look at the rat and the man who had suddenly stopped moving, he couldn't help but grin with his mouth full of sharp fangs and smiled.

"Why aren't you arguing anymore?"

"My apologies, my lord!" Alatron bowed at a full angle. "I lost my composure."

"I'm sorry, sir. I was a little drunk and forgot you were still here..." Su Ke whispered while lying on the ground, but his posture seemed to be prostrating himself.

Ye Yiyi curled her lips, thinking that he was not blaming them, but was really curious about why they suddenly stopped arguing.

"Is the relationship between a magician and a hymn hymnist the same as yours?" Ye Yiyi asked curiously.

"This... isn't the case." Su Ke was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head.

"Except for special reasons or necessary circumstances... like now, generally speaking, magicians do not come into contact with hymn hymns."

Alatron still maintained his right-angled posture, following closely behind Suk and whispering,

"So, as far as I know, quarrels like this rarely happen...or rather, they don't even come to blows."

"It's just like that for old-school magicians like him."

Su Ke said, "At least since the opening of the academy at the Zhige Temple, similar incidents have rarely occurred... After all, even hymnists can now learn magic."

Aratron, who had been imprisoned underground for many years and had not seen the light of day for a long time, was suddenly stunned.

"Oh? Have they learned it?" Ye Yiyi asked curiously while playing with the grave flowers in her hands.

"As far as I know, there are quite a few..."

Su Ke couldn't help but look up at Alatron and said with a curled lip:

"But that's limited to simple magic. If you want to go further, you must first join the Hall of Stopping War. Angel should have mentioned this."

"Yes, that's right."

Ye Yiyi nodded, walked forward, and patted Alatron on the shoulder, making the inexplicably silent stargazer stand up.

"After you get out of here, find time to go back to the Empire and visit the Xingdou Palace."

Ye Yiyi said softly and placed the grave flowers in the magician's hands.

"I don't know how long you've been imprisoned, but you've heard what Suke said. The world outside is changing. Even humans can use magic and hymns at the same time...

"I really like what your Chief Magic Master said: The infinite world has infinite possibilities, and it is never unique."

Patting the magician's shoulder again, he walked past the two of them and headed towards the stairs across the corridor.

"grown ups……"

Alatron quickly followed behind with flowers in his hands, looking a little nervous.

"Actually, what Su Ke said about the Hall of Stopping War is true...

"Some magicians will indeed resort to any means necessary to verify the truth, resulting in all sorts of horrific tragedies... However, I beg you not to discriminate against magicians because of this..."

"I don't discriminate against magicians, nor do I discriminate against hymn-praisers."

Ye Yiyi shook his head, interrupted Alatron and smiled at him.

"I've lived for so many years, what kind of existence have I not seen?

"I have seen the most evil evil god, who once plundered the lives of tens of millions of people and turned them into food to prolong his own survival.

“But I have also seen the most benevolent gods who, on the road of escape, spared no effort to protect all living beings, even if they suffered hardships and lost their glory.

"I have seen lone heroes turn into desperate demons, and I have also seen the humblest common people ascend to the throne of the favored.

“I have witnessed the fall of the old era and the rise of the new era.

“I have seen the end of a hopeless world, and I have also seen the dawn of a new world.

"In this vast span of time, every life is a microcosm of the times, a part of this world, whether good or bad."

“So I don’t discriminate against any existence, nor do I elevate the behavior of one individual to that of the whole, because that is meaningless arrogance and prejudice.

"The most important thing for you is to live each day to the fullest. Those who know that this world is cruel but still strive to live are heroes."

"..."

Alatron's eyes were dull and he subconsciously tightened the flowers in his hand.

Until just now, he was worried that his argument with Su Ke would change Lord Gu Long's attitude towards them, but now he realized how narrow his perception was.

But perhaps it is precisely because of this understanding and attitude that he deserves to be considered as the incarnation of nature, Lord Gu Long?

Alatron looked at the white flower in his hand with a complicated expression, then turned his head to glance at Suke who was standing aside with an infatuated look.

"Then...what about you, Master Gu Long?"

Alatron couldn't help but ask, "What is the most important thing for you right now?"

Ye Yiyi picked up the delicate white flower in front of her chest, bent down to kiss the illusory petals, then turned her head and smiled at the stargazer.

"The world is sick, and I'm going to heal it."

After saying this, he put the flower back to its place and walked up the stairs.

Alatron stood there blankly, looking up at the tall figure with four drooping wings of light, his eyes blank.

The mechanical mouse on the side collapsed on the spot, as if it had lost its energy and was paralyzed.

Somewhere far above in the Dragon Soul Fortress, Aidan frowned and chanted a healing hymn to Suke, whose face was flushed and his eyes were rolled back.