Chapter 123: The truth of the deity

Circe shook his head, "I also wanted Medusa to recover the dead souls of Sham, Scotland. After all, the Alchemist was indeed a magnificent man, and might be a big help against this genocide, but she was rejected. , She said, did not want to desecrate this most respected opponent."
Although she believes that "women" have a very high status, men should be enjoyed by women, and they are extremely "feminists", but after all, they care about tribes and countries, otherwise she will not become three witches at that time. That hard tribe years.
　　 But her disciple, Medusa, is more extreme than her. In the eyes of Medusa, what does the destruction of the world have to do with her? She has her own pride, does not resurrect the Alchemist Emperor, uses her will, ignores the overall situation, and just thinks about her breakthrough.
　　 The result now fails...
　　 left a mess in desperation.
　　But as Madusa said before: We pin the hope of the whole world on her, the most evil wizard emperor in history, is she crazy? Or are we crazy?
　　 "Then we should be good now." Emperor Elmin looked dignified and looked at the gathered people, as well as the ancient legendary witch Tracy, "Those who must come, are the last hope of this world."
　　 According to legend, when Circe died, he was a legendary wizard of the sixth grade.
　　 is now a ghost, and she continues to practice, she has entered the seventh-level epic.
　　 Even the dead souls of Circe have also opened up an unprecedented "necromancer" cultivation path, practicing with the body of ghosts to improve the level of the wizard, but this difficulty is no less than opening up a whole new realm.
　　 "Already a seven-level epic, it is impossible to become the ancient three witches, Sisi, is about to break through the demigod?" Elmin raised a glimmer of hope.
　　 Circe sighed a long time, "difficult, too difficult. This is an unprecedented road, and it is more difficult than the cultivation of the living. I have almost no possibility of breaking through the demigod, and Medusa is the only hope."
　　Elmin is also silent. Although he is in trouble now, he still has some hope than before. After all, they have Circe, Charlotte, and her three epic wizards.
　　 "Right, the dead recover, can you recover Medusa?" Elmin suddenly thought of something.
Circe said helplessly, "I have not mastered this taboo witchcraft. It is too complicated. Although Medusa has given me the complete witchcraft principle, the witchcraft system she developed requires countless years. Master, after she died, no one can resurrect the dead now..."
　　 Circe knows clearly that in the past 800 years, her disciples have accumulated knowledge and various achievements that have already surpassed her, but Medusa's character is too extreme and too extreme.
　　 "However, although I can't recover the deceased, she may be able to recover herself!" Circe said suddenly.
　　 Self-calling?
　　 Gather your own souls?
　　 Circe gave the people an exciting news.
　　 Circe said: "I once saw in her witchcraft notes that she mentioned the idea that after she died, she could gather her soul, live out the second life, become a bodyless Wraith King, and return again."
　　 Everyone was a little excited.
　　Charlotte said aloud beside her, "This is just an assumption, if she can really, she will save herself already, don't have to wait for this moment."
"Yeah, if she could recover from death, she would have been reborn, not as calm as now." Circe sighed calmly, "but although I can't resurrect the dead soul of the dead, I can barely communicate with her before she died. Consciousness, I can see if she did self-recovery before she died, but the recovery failed."
　　 Circe said this, and each step gave way around.
Everyone knows that Medusa was defeated, but can communicate with Medusa before death and see what she experienced before she died... Perhaps, her recovery failed because of a lack of certain conditions, they were able to help.
　　 Even more, before Medusa died, he was given some kind of evil god's message. Can he find a solution to the current dilemma?
　　 Wow!
　　 A strange gray and black ripple slowly fainted away.
　　 calls from all directions spread to all directions at a certain frequency, and it seems to be waiting for a response from somewhere.
　　 Boom!
　　 seems to be ripples.
　　Full half an hour passed, it seemed that there was an echo somewhere, and a voice appeared in everyone's mind.
　　 is the voice of Medusa before he died.
　　 "Is this... truth?"
　　 "I saw death!! It turns out that the truth of death can never be touched, only when death is really ushered in..."
　　 This voice, with extreme joy.
　　 succeeded!
　　Everyone saw each other. This was indeed the voice before Medusa's death. The sound of joy at that time once spread throughout the mountain range.
　　 Then, they heard the following voice, which was a hearty self-whispering whisper: "I finally broke through and lit the fire is--"
　　 Everyone was stunned, a thin and dense cold sweat came out, and there were dense pimples on the skin. It was impossible. Medusa had not failed at that time, in fact...
　　 But since it has broken through the demigod, it will surely ignite the fire and become a god, how can it die? ?
　　 "Perhaps, the death of Medusa at that time still hides the more terrible truth."
　　 The entire Babylonian palace was dead, and countless witch ministers, Circe, Charlotte, Elmin, and even Pan Yuxian, suddenly looked a little frightened.
　　 "Listen!!"
　　Elmin squeezed his cane suddenly, his fingers pressed pale, and suddenly snarled: "Listen!"
　　Medusa's voice is still echoing.
　　 "This world is a scam! It is a prison cage!"
　　 "The gods in the sky are lying to us!!"
　　 "This barren earth can't give birth to gods at all. We, the weak creatures, the bridge of God has broken, it is impossible to take that step!"
　　 "God in heaven! If you are kind, if you are compassionate, why don't you lead me, I want to go to your world, I want to go to the land of gods! I want to be a there!"
　　.....
　　 The voice even cried.
　　 Everyone vaguely saw the extremely sad picture, a death wizard emperor, as if roaring at the sky, pointing at the sky, cursing, tearing his heart, with a madness.
　　In the palace of the Babylonian king, the crowd instantly braved the icy chill in their backs, and seemed to open a door to the truth of terror.
　　 "Mudusa, how could she..."
　　Elmin, Circe, and others, for the first time, heard such a proud Medusa, uttering such a painful hiss, disheartened, desperate and helpless like a child.
　　 Even when she was defeated by the Alchemist Emperor and faced with death, she was not as desperate as she was. She was so tenaciously unimaginable that she was knocked down once, and she can still bear the burden of four hundred years, but now...but it is here.
　　 "We all guessed wrong! She might be able to save herself and recover from death, but she seemed to see something, the whole person collapsed, and chose to accept her death, not willing to wake up!"
　　Everyone looked at each other, and this incredible thought burst into his mind.
　　Medusa is a wizard who pursues the ultimate truth. She is ahead of any realm in the past, even before dying, she has broken through the unprecedented demigod and is about to ignite the fire....
　　 But what did she discover when she became a god?
　　 Circe showed horror.
　　 Listening to the wailing of her disciple before death, her heart came more shocked than anyone else.
　　Because the entire wizarding era was developed by her hands, she deduced it herself.
Vaguely, she seemed to have a pure vision in her heart, and was being smashed, could not help whispering, "Great Gods in the sky! All the time, our mortals on earth, these wizards, what are they pursuing? ?"
　　 "Musculi, God of Wisdom, please tell me! We have practiced countless years and explored countless truths. At this time, we are approaching the end. The moment of becoming a god, is self-destruction and death?"
　　 She suddenly laughed loudly and completely lost her mind.
　　 was in a trance, thinking of the ancient Babylonian tribe 800 years ago, she still can't forget the sunny day.
　　The green grass is green in the Emilia waterhole.
　　The eyes of their three sisters are pure and simple, but with fiery vision, listening to the of wisdom in the sky, Hermes, and Wen tells the mortals of the tribes of the earth "the triple knowledge of truth", witchcraft, meditation, and alchemy.
　　 The soft and gentle voice still haunts my mind:
　　 "Meditation is the way to cultivate your spirit! Make you have the foundation to become a god! The road to our great lives! Can hold the power of the world like me..."
Powerful like Circe, at this time also lonely like a child without dependence, full of confusion, "Medusa, she has collapsed, and we are also lost.... God! Your people~www .EbookFREE.me~ I can’t find the way to your great life, the door to truth..."
　　What is truth?
　　Is this a scam? ?
　　Maybe...
　　 Perhaps, I should have been like two other witches at that time, should not defect, want to live the second life.
I should die in the three great miracles of the God of Wisdom, Mercury, "Flower Monument", "Lament of the Gods" and "Blood Rain", just like the two of them, it is best to die under a beautiful lie Right?
　　 "Second World? Become a God?"
　　Hehehe...
　　 Circe chuckled involuntarily.
The death of Medusa, the Cthulhu is about to recover, and the desperate "truth" was revealed before dying... These things came one after another, making Circe’s face seem to be countless years old. year old.
　　 "Mudusa, what did you see!"
Elmin stumbled backwards and fell down on the throne, as if to see through the dark yellow sky, through the land of the gods in the eyes of the sky storm, "The bridge of the gods is broken! The world cannot be gods? God is deceiving us ..... What did Medusa find out, is it the truth of the gods in our wizarding world?"
"I do not believe!!"
　　 She looked at the collapsed people around her, a thought rose,
"I am more willing to believe that the God of heaven will not deceive us. We randomly guess Medusa's words, but it is self-denial! I believe that our way will not be wrong. I am going to find the truth that Medusa saw. ..." She was firm in her mind, and in a trance, remembered the sentence her teacher taught herself:
　　Wizards are a group of people who explore the truth. Understanding the truth and exploring the truth are all the wizards should do.