Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 417

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 417]

“Please say.”

“I’m interested in you because you, like me, have seen everything more ‘superior’.”

“Yes.” Those strange worlds appeared in Ciel’s heart.

“The starry sky is so vast, with no purpose and no end,” An Assas stood up, “you, I, and this whole world, as well as many worlds outside this world, and infinite beings in many worlds, all of which exist What’s the meaning of it?”

“This is the ultimate question of civilization.”

“Is there no answer to the ultimate question!”

Ciel looked at An Assas, and the young boy’s face revealed a strong desire.

Is it this ambition to pursue the truth that keeps nourishing the entire huge swamp?

Chapter 511 Unpredictable

It all starts with matter.

Ciel thought so involuntarily, and then decided to sit down and have a good talk with An’arthas.

“Is the world absurd?” said Charles.

“It’s absurd,” said Ann Assas.

“I think so because there are so many things that don’t make sense,” Shire said. “I’ve been through so many messes in my life that I’m embarrassed to just talk about them.”

“Why don’t I?” An Assas said, “During the time I lived, the Dragon Empire was the most powerful country in the world. They tirelessly pursued the truth. They had huge academies, towering book towers, and most of all. Excellent, the earliest group of philosophers, ethicists and historians in the whole world gathered in Ryanburg, trying to deconstruct the whole world from the highest perspective, dissect its many values, and try to use a standardized word to describe it and record them. But none of them did. Instead, I saw everything.”

“That’s excellent.”

“Ah, when I stared at my reflection in the puddle, I saw my plain appearance, my shabby clothes, and my indecent behavior, and I was not only deeply ashamed, but also deeply ashamed of my humble origin. The boundless ecstasy of picking the key to the door of truth, the arrogance and smugness overwhelmed me, the overwhelming sense of superiority that fills me, the well-dressed civilized men who have no connection with what is at their fingertips, and I am a foreigner. but the people have full access to the ether.”

“There must be some reason for this,” Ciel said instinctively. “It can’t be for no reason. The Magi script cannot be easily discovered by you.”

“Yet this is the nature of the absurd world,” Anathas said. “It’s like a lottery, but the odds are much slimmer. In those days, when no one was connected to the ether, its treasure lay with us. Around, as long as the first person touches the etheric substance, he can suck the juice inside like opening a fresh oyster. Then I did it, and everyone has a chance to discern the truth at the beginning of birth, and it varies by luck, but My opportunities are full, I once thought it was due to my hard work and dedication, but as my strength grew, I looked at the source and found that it was all born.”

“Gifted?”

“Yeah, talent, I’ve had absolute possibilities since I uttered my first cry, a talent so great that it can smooth the difference between me and those tireless warlocks. I, such a swamp The savage inhabitants, seeing the truth, made the efforts of their contemporaries and even those who came after them all in vain, I saw them, they spent their lives chasing the oyster I had opened, and even if they finally got something, they got nothing. , living in a great nothingness, for them, what is the point of their efforts?”

“Yeah…” Ciel gradually understood the other party, “The Wushu script and everything after that all came from ‘luck’.”

“I’m deeply disappointed that the world is not interconnected,” said Ann Assas. “My name, my hard work, my thirst and exploration, all stemmed from the moment when the flesh formed in the womb. And it has nothing to do with what I want to do but have not done, if I do not have this genius, no matter how many penances I complete, I will not be able to open the door of truth. This is still sad for me, for those who have been wandering for a long time This is especially true for the people outside the door. Whenever I observe them and see them come back without success, I repeatedly fall into an empty predicament. Maybe this is a prison, but I really want to know, all these things, What does it exist for?”

“You have given so much,” Shire thought of the tales of ancestral wizards. “You seek truth in hunger.”

“I gave up everything,” Ann Assas said, “I gave up water in my body, I gave up fat and muscle to let them break down, I gave up my physical weight, I gave up my sense of self, I gave up The electric current in my nerves and the fire in my belly gave up the value of my existence and the meaning of the lives of those around me.”

“That way you can get in touch with the truth?”

“Yeah, in the midst of the extreme emptiness, the whole world suddenly took off its clothes like the craziest bitch, and I saw it all in front of me, and there’s no place I can’t go or things I can’t do, but But I was wandering in this big tree that people named after me, there was no place I wanted to go, and nothing I wanted to do, except to think about why I exist, why I was born, and there was nothing but emptiness. ”

“It all starts with matter.” Ciel said what was in his heart.

“substance……”

“There’s a lot of mess in this world, but some things are surprisingly reasonable,” Shire said. “The demons are not as absurd and empty as we think, not simply soul-hungry monsters, but their ultimate goal is to fight entropy. Increase, dedicated to saving many worlds… When I think of this, I also feel a burst of powerlessness like you. My existence is actually preventing this process, but it is seriously hindering all worlds from achieving unified redemption. Others are more numerous, The world on a larger scale may have fallen to the end of entropy because of my little selfishness. Everything I do has a great conflict with my original intention, and what I do is almost meaningless.”

“I see now, it really doesn’t make sense.”

“That’s not the case. Thinking about it on the other hand, this is too wonderful! The demons are not pure beasts, but a ‘higher civilization’ capable of projecting influence on many worlds. The small attempts I have made are even in every This world is also playing out, and in every invaded world, there are people like me. I do everything I can to fight against the devil. I am not fighting alone, but with those worlds that I know and don’t know. It is our instinct and awareness that we are interconnected in the dark, self-rescue and resistance. This made me realize that hunting demons and resisting invasion is not empty or empty at all, but the most reasonable, interesting, and The best thing we can do.”

“Is it actually an optimistic attitude?”

“Of course, I choose to be optimistic. In the face of the unknown problems, the absurdity and chaos of the world, I think there are no more than three attitudes that can be taken, which are similar to the way of dealing with the devil. Either make sense of it and love it, Fight what you hate and find the value you’re willing to build, just like a demon hunter who goes after demons at all costs. Or join it, embrace and acknowledge the emptiness, and live the life it does, Just like those cultists, they are committed to turning themselves into monsters, half-demon creatures, etc. Or they simply run away, have no attitude towards it, neither hate it nor like it, just want to satisfy three meals a day , eat and die, wait until time or disaster takes them away… This is what the vast majority of ‘mortals’ are doing,” Ciel said.

“That’s why you’re in this business.”

“Yes, I don’t want to sit on the sidelines or admit defeat,” said Charles.

“I see.” An Assas smiled, “Come here.”

Charles looked at the boy for a long time.

Suddenly doubts arose in my heart.

“I have another question to ask,” Ciel didn’t move. “Since you are in charge of the ancestral tree, why are people worried that I will burn it?”

An Arthas made a strange sound, and fear and contempt appeared on his face.

“Burn me? You want to burn me? You you you you you you-” The voice was stretched, stretched, broken.

This strange sound made Ciel feel in a trance, he differentiated between reality and disillusionment, and then his consciousness gradually gathered, and he found that everything around him gradually became clearer and clearer.

He could feel the weight of the wind on his face, and the scene in front of him became extremely intimate.

Charles found himself on the top of the tree canopy, at the top of the ancestral tree. At this time, he was climbing a branch with his forehand and sitting at the junction of the branches. The wizards below pointed at the top of the tree, talking nonsense, not knowing what they were talking about. .

The strong wind blew, and he almost fell, falling from this height would definitely shatter his bones, and Ciel grabbed the branches.

He looked back and saw that the center of the tree was deep, like a big mouth, and there seemed to be endless depths underneath, which was indescribably weird, just like the mouth of an animal feeding, and he would fall into the huge pit if he was not careful. , as part of something unknowable.

Cannibal Wood.

Charles was a little bewildered.

“Hello!”

“Damn guy!”

“Come down!”

The wizards shouted from below.

Ciel found his way through the gaps in the trees and climbed down, slowly coming to the ground.

“Charle!” Sarah hurried to him.

“What happened?” Charles was puzzled.

“You suddenly walked towards the big tree, then kept climbing up and disappeared into the leaves, and when we saw you again, you were on the tree.” Sarah said, “How can you climb the ancestral tree without authorization On top!”

“It’s not me,” said the Ciel, “–An’arthas ‘summoned’ me up there. Not quite right, weren’t people in the past inspired by ancestral wizards?”

“How is that possible?” Sarah said. “The venerable ancestor wizards are long gone, and it is impossible to reappear.”

“I don’t know,” Charles pressed his forehead, feeling exhausted and exhausted from centuries past, “I need to rest. Wait, if An’arthas’ presence doesn’t mean approval, then you guys What the hell is going on with the apparition?”

“The ancestral wizard will not come back to us, his spirit has been silent. Appearance means that after a qualified person drinks the potion, the trees will glow and the mist will come out from all angles.” Sarah gesturing.

“It sounds more like an accidental natural phenomenon,” Charles said.

“Anyway, you can’t climb to the top without authorization.”

“No… I also talked a lot with him and An’Arthas a lot,” Shire said. “We shared a lot of complicated points and discussed the ultimate question.”

“Sounds like a hallucination! You should have a good rest.” Sarah couldn’t help worrying when she saw Ciel frowning.

“Is An’arthas the name of the tree, or the name of the ancestral wizard?” Ciel asked.

“All,” Sarah said.

“Are you sure?”

“Well…it’s actually a legend,” Sarah said. “…Maybe the name of the tree came first…I don’t know, Ciel, I’m not sure.”

This experience was crazy and absurd, and now Ciel felt like he was caught in a vortex of nothingness.

If all this is just an illusion after drinking mushroom juice, what’s the point of the previous negotiation?

“It doesn’t matter, whether it’s a tree or a wizard, it won’t affect anything. The main thing is… I seem to have found a different harvest.” A bigger and more profound picture suddenly emerged in Ciel’s heart.

It was at that moment that the ocean swelled with bubbles, the air was filled with a strange-smelling gas, and on the wide rocky shore, the dragon lost its horns, its wings were broken, and it fell to the ground, gradually turning into a serpent.

Every time he recalled this scene, he had an inexplicable “sense of power”.

Just by feeling the process, you can draw strength from it.

He remembered what Dorothy had said.

Some creatures have witnessed the glory of creation and gained more essential power from it…

Ciel realized that even if he did not see this ray of light, he had already witnessed its fragments.

Chapter 512 Final Negotiation

Before the Sorcerer King, the Corpse Throwing Marsh had never achieved any form of unity.

Shire has a rough understanding of the history of the swamp, and today’s four major schools are formed after many migrations, integrations and exchanges.

The Eagle School, which advocated the use of witchcraft to expand the territory and proposed the establishment of swamp states, was merged into the Dragon School, and the Dog School, which inherited traditional herbal medicine, was merged into the Otter School, and so on.

In the turmoil four years ago, all schools were revoked and all were merged into the Dragon School, and the rebels were wiped out.

Now, the Shire has launched an initiative to revive the ancient school, claiming to be the protector of the major wizarding schools, and bringing the swamp and its borders into the confines of Hytania.

The inhabitants of the Great Swamp understand the implied meaning of these terms. It will bind the Loman culture and the swamp culture together. dominate in.

Even if their understanding of the concepts of “nation” and “culture” is relatively shallow, they can foresee that the future is not good for the swamp, and they are naturally opposed to these demands made by Charles.

It’s just that they don’t have much room for bargaining anymore.

The Great Swamp lost many battle wizards in the war. The wizards who dared to fight with the Lomans died in battle, or chose to give in because of the pressure. There were fewer and fewer radicals, and the remaining wizards were either scholars or businessmen. Because of peace with the Lomans, and without the guidance of a strong leader, the swamp today has lost the ability to fight back.

Passive everywhere.

What’s more, the Great Swamp was the one who provoked the war but was defeated. It was a serious disadvantage in terms of reason. After Ciel entered the swamp for a few days, the situation soon became clear.

Having been tossed with mushroom juice before, Ciel didn’t bother to visit An Assas again, and chose another historically significant place to sign the oath.

The ancestral wizards discovered the shaman script, and other people who made outstanding contributions in history are called “Yazu”, and Baltram Qingyan is the oldest of the several Yazus.

In the dark years when the sun fell and the climate turned cold, the Great Swamp encountered a serious crisis. Unprecedented ice, snow and cold waves hit from the north. While leading the residents of the swamp to fight disasters and save themselves, he invented the small witch script, which was used to translate the true interpretation of the witch script. Make it easier to codify into specific spells to help residents survive disasters.

Near the hut where Baltron lived in his later years, Shire and several wizard representatives agreed to sign the corresponding oath.

This house is quite beautiful. It is very different from other thatched wooden houses in the swamp. It is built with stone bricks and covered with red tiles. It has a rare civilized atmosphere. A meeting is scheduled here.

It is said that Baltron came from the Yamanei Empire, but the descendants of the Qingyan family lived here, and have refused to admit this so far, believing that Yazubaltron is the descendant of the ancestral wizard.

The wizards who attended the meeting had arrived ahead of schedule, and Ciel saw that they were all gray-haired, old wizards, and there were seven of them. Orifama stood among them without the slightest sense of disobedience.

Those “representatives” are actually more like poor people who have been pushed out to take on this historical responsibility. With the tradition of respecting the elders and elders in the swamp, it is understandable for them to do such shameful things, and they do have a certain effect. After all, they are both From the famous families in the swamp, each family has hundreds of thousands of people, the pedigree of these seven big families alone has covered 30% of the swamp population, if you count the branches that are related to them, the scale is still large. To double.

“Orifama Murong, see Lord Grani!” Orifama shouted cheerfully.

The seven old wizards next to him showed more or less disgust, whether they hated his voice or his attitude.

Charles is satisfied with this.

It’s hard for Hitania to control this place.

Charles thought to himself.

But it is much safer to support the agent family, and the Murong family seems to be a good choice.

More than a dozen members of the Murong family are standing far away. Orifama is not their patriarch, but is also an important role. The family is considered high, so the Murong family decided to join him to serve Sitania. Put on a dark purple cloak and tie a purple headband on your head to show your stance and sincerity.

In a farther place, on the edge of the water island, there are already many other wizards standing around, crowding around and watching, most of them are young people, silently watching everything that is happening in front of them, uneasy about the future.

[End of This Chapter]