Mystery: the Outer God is Myself

Chapter 440 Those unrecorded secrets (for subscription)

Although his calves were a little weak, in the end Emlyn White bit the bullet and finished reciting the Fool's honorable name.

And of course, there was no response.

For this result, the blood boss Nibais said that he was not disappointed, but he didn't say much after all. He just asked Emlyn White to stay in his residence for one night on the grounds of preventing accidents.

Naturally, nothing happened that night, and Emlyn White lived peacefully until the next day, neither experiencing bad luck nor encountering anything unusual.

Under such circumstances, Nibais naturally had no choice but to let Emlyn White go home.

"Grandfather, do you need to find someone else to pray to the Fool?" After sending Emlyn White away, Kasimi, the grandson of Nibais, returned to the room where the iron-black coffin was located, and asked.

"Not for the time being. During this period of time, we will secretly monitor Emlyn White's situation. Although there was no response last night, since Emlyn White has read the Fool's honorable name, it is very likely that the Fool has already paid attention to him. , we need some patience to wait."

Nibais's slightly aged voice came from the iron-black coffin.

"...Okay, grandfather, I will arrange it." Kasimi returned after being silent for a second.

"If Emlyn White did indeed establish a connection with the Fool and did not encounter any disaster..." Nibais' voice sounded again from the iron-black coffin.

"You can try to have a good relationship with him. This may be a good thing for you. I think your relationship should not be very bad."

"Yes." Kasimi nodded and said, "I see."

After finishing speaking, Kasimi couldn't hold back his curiosity and doubts, and asked:

"Grandfather, that Fool...is that hidden existence?"

"...I don't know. The revelation from the ancestor didn't tell me what kind of existence that fool is, but that one seems to be related to the angel of judgment." Several seconds later, Nibais came out from the iron-black coffin. the sound of.

"Judgment Angel?" Kasimi was obviously unfamiliar with this name.

"It's normal for you not to know about Him. Although there were almost no extraordinary people who didn't know about Him in the Fourth Epoch, few people have heard the name of the Angel of Judgment." Nibais didn't seem to mind giving it to his grandson. Popular science, said unhurriedly:

"That is a very special existence, and also a secret ally of my blood race, and the one behind the scenes who really dominated the outcome of the Battle of the Four Emperors."

"Leading the Battle of the Four Emperors?" Kasimi was dumbfounded.

"Well, that's a secret that hasn't been recorded in any written form. I'm afraid only us old guys know about it now." Nibais seemed to be recalling something, and his tone gradually became subtle.

"I don't know too much, but I'm pretty sure that the fall of the Blood Emperor, the Night Emperor, and even the crazy God of Death later has something to do with this existence."

"But wasn't the Night Emperor once our ally? Why..." Kasimmi was stunned. He didn't even know what to say at this moment, so he could only ask instinctively.

"Allies...heh." Nibais in the iron-black coffin didn't answer his question, but just laughed softly.

Then he said:

"Don't mention these things to other people, these are secrets."

"I see, grandfather." Kasimi responded quickly.

...

While Nibais and his grandson were chatting about the secrets that were not recorded on paper, here, Emlyn White had returned to his beloved Harvest Church.

After completing the work that the volunteers were supposed to do as usual, Emlyn White sat on the chair in the front row of the church hall and was about to pray daily when his vision blurred.

The boundless gray fog filled Emlyn White's vision in the next second. He looked at the palace that looked like a giant's residence and the ancient and mysterious long bronze table in front of him in astonishment. He really didn't realize it for a while.

What made Emlyn White even more astonished was that he suddenly found that at the top of the long bronze table, there was a person shrouded in thick gray mist, watching him condescendingly.

Emlyn White is not an idiot, even if he didn't realize it just now, he realized who the figure in front of him was at this moment.

Just at this moment, Emlyn White heard the other party speak. His voice was deep and calm, but it seemed to carry an irresistible majesty.

"You pray to me because of Lilith?"

"Yes." Emlyn White shuddered, and his mouth replied faster than his brain: "The ancestor told us through a dream that the end is coming, and I, and I am the key person to save the blood race after the end, The task my ancestor gave me is to pray to the Fool, to you."

Your explanation is really thorough... Klein complained from the bottom of his heart. He naturally knows a little about Lin Ruo's old friend Lilith, the founder of the blood race. The main source of this is the various ancient gods provided by Little Sun. Legends and Lin Ruo's popular science class on gods.

According to the records of the City of Silver, Lilith, the ancestor of the Blood Race, was an ancient god from the second era, the boss of the Blood Race, and had already fallen, or was killed by the Creator of the City of Silver, and her authority was taken back.

Of course, this is just the record of the City of Silver. In fact, according to the top-secret information that Lin Ruo gave him, the ancestor of the blood race, Lilith, did not really fall. of.

However, Lin Ruo didn't tell him more detailed information. In his words, there are some secrets that haven't been revealed yet, and he will tell him when he can know.

Well, not only that, after finishing speaking, Lin Ruo also assigned him homework, asking him to analyze the relationship between the various races and their gods in the second era based on the content of the class.

Thinking of the 10,000-word essay on hard water, Klein the Fool couldn't help crying in his heart, but on the surface, he naturally maintained the majesty of a fool, and said with a light smile:

"What did Lilith ask you to pray to me?"

Emlyn White froze immediately, and shook his head stiffly under the gentle but stressful gaze of the Fool:

"have no idea."

It’s really honest, but from another perspective, it can be said that he really didn’t know anything, and was simply pushed out as cannon fodder… Klein the Fool sighed in his heart for Emlyn White, the unlucky child, and said on purpose:

"I probably understand what Lilith means."

"Ah?" Emlyn White's eyes were full of confusion, what do you understand? understand what?

After thinking about it for a long time, it might be that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, or it might be that the Fool looks gentler, Emlyn White still asked: "Dear Mr. Fool, why did the ancestor ask me to pray to you?"