My players are so fierce

Chapter 1186 1184. Thanks to the Dusk Dream Master, I will add chicken legs to you when this scene is over.

"These elves were already very stereotyped and boring when they were alive. Now that they are dead, they have become even more extreme. I feel that the cold and wild style of these guys will definitely ruin the reputation of the Rebirth Tree Hades, and you, the 'Lord of Withering', It became a mantra used by elf parents to scare their children in the future.

For example, if you don't obey me, the terrible Murphy will stretch out his claws from the morning mist and stuff you into the rotten body of a ghoul. "

Tris looked at the energetic dead people walking away with strange and joyful strides, and she couldn't help but rant.

As for the protagonist Murphy who was complained about, he shrugged his shoulders, waved his hands indifferently and said:

"But isn't this the meaning of the existence of Hades? My dear Tris, Hades and death have never been concepts that the living like, as long as they don't spread rumors that Murphy, the Lord of Wither, eats three chaste meals every morning when he wakes up. As an elf girl, I have to eat seven elf boys as a late-night snack before I go to bed with my charming midnight temptress mistress, so I don’t care what they will do to me.

Anyway, vampires, like the dead, are never liked by the meddlesome living.

As for the harsh changes that take place after the elves die

They are very extreme to begin with, Tris, just look at the shadow elves who are full of five poisons. Those outrageous accusations about the elves on the mainland are not groundless.

The elves in our world have never been the spokespersons of ‘truth, goodness and beauty’. "

"Well, I think your understanding of our elves is too one-sided, Your Excellency."

Ivelious, who followed Murphy into the biological laboratory in front of him, said with a straight face:

"Actually, if you are willing to listen, I can give you many examples and legends at any time that can prove the truth, goodness and beauty of elves! Please don't listen to the mean rumors about the Elf Kingdom that are spread outside. Most of these slanders are caused by shadow elves. They deliberately spread the word to ruin Castilla's reputation.

Those guys were so self-destructive that they wanted to drag us into the mud pit with them. "

"I'm not an elf, and I have no interest in clearing your bad reputation, my dear Evie."

Murphy blinked and said:

"How to prove your innocence is something you need to consider. I'm just having fun. Don't be so serious. Look, there are many poor guys left here at dusk waiting to die."

He reached out and opened the mechanical door of the closed place of creation in front of him. What came into view was many frightened elves lying or standing.

Some of them have fallen to the ground and died in pain, bleeding from all their orifices, and some have died in extremely miserable conditions, with their bodies twisted and mutated under the influence of strange forces, as if monsters were about to be torn apart from their bodies. come out.

But even those who survived were very weak, and many people were lying on the experimental table without even the strength to move their bodies.

There are quite a lot of elves in the laboratory. At a glance, there are about three hundred people. Judging from the scale of this underground laboratory, there are definitely many more elves hidden here than what is seen in front of you.

However, the appearance and dress of these elves can tell that they are not dignitaries or professional soldiers in the kingdom. Most of them are civilians, and there are some young children, but all of them have sallow faces and look like they are seriously ill.

When Murphy came in with the others, these guys screamed and ran away, and some squatted on the ground holding their heads in fear and crying.

This makes the scene very confusing.

"Who are these people?"

Ashina, who was a guest in Lord Murphy's elite guard, removed the muzzle of the finely crafted version of the Hammer Guard in her hand. She could tell that these elves were no threat, so she asked doubtfully.

Murphy did not answer. Ivelious beside him looked at the fellow elves with different identities in front of him with a subtle look. After a moment, he sighed and said:

"They are all sons of God. Unawakened sons of God.

Legend has it that the Witch Cult has been secretly searching for these civilians in the country who carry the Son of God gene but cannot awaken. Since decades ago, there have been disappearances in various parts of the country. We have solved some of them, but there are still some missing persons who have never been found. Back.

These people in front of me should be the members of the missing people. "

"The Witch Cult conducted an 'awakening' ceremony for these sons of gods here."

Tris snorted, glanced at the miserable dead people on the ground, and said with regret:

“But it turns out that not every Son of God can successfully awaken, even with the evil guidance given to them by Dusk and Chaos.

Power is always accompanied by danger when it is obtained and used, not to mention the dangerous behavior of obtaining power directly from the source of gods. In fact, after these guys were judged to be unable to awaken when they were young, they should have realized this. In fact, it is the gods' 'protection' for them. In many cases, power is not a blessing, especially in the hands of those who cannot use power well at all.

Unfortunately, not everyone understands this, and not everyone can treat the act of power acquisition in a more rational and pragmatic manner. "

"Then couldn't they be poor people kidnapped by Dusk?"

Xiao Ashina looked at the elves who were suffering everywhere in the laboratory. Perhaps because of her empathy, she couldn't help but question:

"Those bad guys want to use the sons of God to destroy the order of the Elf Kingdom! They are bad guys, they won't ask these poor people for their opinions before they awaken, right? Maybe they are also victims?

Look at their eyes full of fear, how pitiful.

If I didn't know that we are good people, we would be the same as bad guys standing here."

Faced with Xiao Weiming's question, Tracey just responded with a regretful expression.

Murphy still didn't answer, but after a few seconds of silence, His Highness Ivirios walked up to an elf girl whose legs were twisted due to the awakening ceremony and could no longer stand up. He stretched out his hand and put it on her shoulder while she lowered her head and trembled.

The prince said in a hoarse voice:

"The awakening of the Son of God requires the cooperation of the host, Warrior Ashina, once they have resistance to the awakening power in their hearts, then this ceremony will never succeed. It is said that it is the power given to every Son of God by the God of Avalon.

The power to refuse power and stay away from disputes.

I still remember the feeling when I experienced the ceremony in the royal court when I was a child. It was like the touch of the gods left warm marks on the mind and body at the same time. This is the blood power from the gods. You must embrace it unconditionally from the bottom of your heart to get its favor and strengthening.

In other words, everyone here actively pursues power instead of being forced to do so.

As Grand Duke Cui Si said, those hidden sons of God who are unwilling to let power interfere with their lives will try their best to return to their ordinary lives even if they are seduced and kidnapped. Therefore, we can be sure that these people in front of us have chosen to take this path themselves."

This answer made Little Potato bite his lip, and the water lady beside him also reached out and put her hand on Little Ashina's shoulder.

She looked at the abandoned people in the laboratory with a trace of pity. From their current state, she knew that the so-called "awakening ceremony" provided by Dusk was not orthodox. Even if they really gained power, they would suffer great pain.

"You have the emblem of the Morning Wind family of the sea elf faction on you, child."

Ivirios looked at the elf girl who could no longer stand up in front of him, and he whispered:

"I am Ivirios Amastacia, the prince and leader of the sea elves. Tell me, child, why did you come here? And why did you use such painful means to pursue your awakening?

Is there any injustice that needs to be told to me?"

"I have already said it, Your Highness."

The elf girl with her head down obviously knew Ivy. She trembled and replied:

"Thirty years ago, my husband was killed by Dagon fishmen while fishing in Shardor Port. I was heartbroken and I told you about it. Of course, you were not our leader and protector at that time, but you also promised that you would seek justice for my husband.

I have waited for thirty years. , Your Highness.

Waiting for justice to be delivered in anticipation every day.

I have waited for thirty years

You have forgotten the promise of the year, but I do not blame you, I know that is my problem, I just want to get a power to make my enemies feel the pain I have suffered, but I failed, the gods did not bless me.

He gave me his power, but did not give me the key to open it.

It's like a cruel joke. "

"I'm sorry, I"

Ivelios didn't know what to say at this moment, but another old elf not far from him took the initiative to say:

"As Ash said, you don't have to apologize, Your Highness.

Those who can come here and suffer this kind of suffering have their own reasons, and most of them are not caused by you.

Members of the Witch Cult found us , they promised us all kinds of reasons, and we followed them here for all kinds of reasons.

We are not unaware of the risks of this trip, nor do we know what they intend to do with us. We just pretend that we don't understand, hoping to get the talent given to us by the gods, and we don't hesitate to dirty our hands and hearts for this.

However, we failed.

Even with the help of evil, we have not been able to become strong.

Everyone here deserves to die! Your Highness, don't feel sad about our experience. We chose this path ourselves and were ready when we left home, although we didn't realize that the price was so heavy. "

"Their bodies were severely damaged by the drugs given by dusk."

Tracey stepped forward to check on the elf girl and said to her Others said:

"It's like burning firewood, using the cost of burning life to forcibly stimulate the hidden divine gene in the body, but ordinary people have only so much vitality, and there is only one chance to burn. They have already exhausted their energy but still can't cross that threshold.

Even if they receive the best treatment, the people here will not live long."

"This may be a good thing."

The old elf lying on the operating table, paralyzed and covered with strange green spots, said hoarsely:

"The successful ones among us. You have seen them on the battlefield.

They grasped the opportunity to gain power, but lost their minds because of the unlocking of power. The moment they awakened, their original goals were forgotten, and then the ambitions of the Witch Cult were stimulated, making them forget everything.

I have witnessed with my own eyes that the purest young man only longed to become a hero to protect the country, but the moment he gained power, he rebelled and joined the Witch Cult, and followed that dangerous vampire bitch to the royal court.

It was a devil's contract, and the price in exchange for power was the loss of one's own soul!

We failed, we were abandoned, but perhaps this is also the way the gods are protecting the final purity of our souls, allowing us to enter the underworld in an ordinary but uncontaminated manner. I heard the call of death.

I will embark on the path of the dead in a mediocre manner, without reward but without punishment.

This is already the best ending. "

"Then why do you, who is so open-minded, come here?"

Murphy stepped forward and looked at the exhausted old elf, and asked curiously:

"Even from the perspective of an elf, you have already entered the twilight years of your life. To be able to take such a risk at such an old age shows that the desire in your heart must be very huge.

Say it.

Speak your wishes before the Lord of Blight, and don't let yourself enter the world of the dead with regrets. "

"I forgot something, Your Excellency."

Facing Murphy's inquiry, the old elf closed his eyes and whispered:

“I had this feeling when I was young. I once held an important position in a very important place and was doing important work, but overnight I forgot everything about the past.

I can still remember that my wife and I woke up in a strange place, followed His Majesty Querion and Queen Ilenia on their difficult journey across the vast sand sea, and finally arrived at the Castile Peninsula. It is a trial given to us by the gods.

But as time passed, I realized that it was a long journey away from home.

I know about the Son of God project.

I was one of the first subjects, but I didn't participate in that project hundreds of years ago to gain power. I just wanted to recall things that I had forgotten.

Those important things are the true meaning of existence given to us by God.

I just want to remember!

Regarding my past, and the past of all elves, Your Excellency, as my life enters the twilight years, I often see a very strange planet in my sleep, which is a world with only elves.

I had a warm family there, my parents.

I dreamed that they sent me as a child into a strange spaceship with tears in my eyes. I dreamed that I saw the scene of the world being destroyed in the starlight from the porthole. I dreamed that I and the other people on the spacecraft Weeping together.

I want to know where that is!

I want to know where I came from and where I’m going.”

"Adel!"

Murphy listened to the old man's description, and then performed the last mass like a confessor.

He put his hand on the old man's forehead and said:

“That world is called Adel!

It is the hometown of all elves. It was destroyed by the disaster of mass extinction. You and your people came from that dead world and came here under the arrangement of the Creator. In the Eden District established by the forerunners, we will provide you with services according to the Creator’s blueprint. Reinvent your home.

When you were young, you should have held an official position in the Creation Engine. However, the Chaos invasion thousands of years ago triggered the Beta purification process, causing the memories of all Eden people to be cleared. "

"Is that so? Adel, I'm from Adel, maybe that's where my soul should go."

The old elf's eyes widened at this moment.

He couldn't tell whether what Murphy said was true or false, but he wanted to believe that it was all true. He asked urgently:

"But why was the Eden District and the Golden Age destroyed? Who caused all this?"

Murphy was silent.

Finally he showed a regretful smile and said:

"It's you!

You do not cherish what the Creator has given you and try to use that knowledge to spy on higher powers. It is not just the madmen in Eden who are doing this, there are also similar people among you elves who are doing similar things.

You captured the Songhai people as test samples, lying on the experimental table just like you are now, letting others do whatever you want. Your undue desire attracted the intervention of Chaos, and the enemies of the Creator took advantage of you and destroyed the Golden Age.

Although it is inappropriate to say this, Your Excellency, it was you who destroyed heaven with your own hands and caused yourself to fall to the earth. "

"Ah, then we really deserve to die."

The old elf smiled, as if he was not surprised by the answer.

When he finally swallowed his breath, he held Murphy's cold hand with his skinny hand and begged:

"Great Lord of Decay, I am a sinner. I confess to you the sins I have committed but have been forgotten. As an accomplice, I destroyed the paradise given to us by the Creator. I deserve death. Please give me a Chance.

Give me a chance to pay for my sins.

Give me a chance to do something good.

The evil things we do should be dealt with by ourselves, and we should not let the disaster continue to spread to the children.

They are always innocent.

Please, give me a chance to atone. "

"Heaven is gone. No matter how much you atone for your sins, you can never go back."

Murphy whispered:

“Instead of dwelling on the past, why not seize the present and secure the future?

It is up to the regretful dead to protect the future of the soldiers with their own hands, so that the power of the sinners can be used on a more suitable battlefield.

Dusk and the Witch Cult are trying to destroy the inheritance of the Elf Kingdom, and I need a large army to cut off the sinful past, and you will also have your own Hades. Are you willing to join this Withering Army? Your Excellency.

In order to make you more willing, I can even name the Elf Underworld "Adel." "

"Of course! Of course! Honorable Lord of Withering!"

The old elf shouted with his last strength:

"In the name of Adel, I am willing to join the Withering Army and guard the future of the mortals!"

"Very good."

Murphy nodded with satisfaction, and he looked back at the elves who failed to awaken behind him, and said:

"You are hopeless! You are dead, and the power you want to pursue at all costs cannot be given by Dusk or Chaos, but death is generous, and the Lord of Withering will give you the power you desire to let you complete what you desire in your heart!

Now, tell me, what is your answer."

"I want to slaughter the Dagon fishmen! "

The elf girl beside Ivirios screamed hideously:

"I want revenge for my lover!"

"Very good."

Murphy extended his hand to her and said:

"Welcome to join Adel's Withered Army and fight against the dusk with me, lady. After the victory comes, I promise you that you will sit on the land of death piled up with countless fishmen corpses, and let your lover rest forever in your slaughter.

Everyone!

Close your eyes in the cowardly and useless crying of the living, and embrace a new beginning in the silent but firm cheers of the Withered Army.

Adel, the tree of rebirth, welcome you. "