To Four Thousand Years Later

Speaking of which... Baimon feels a little strange recently. Leonardo took a sip of the wine, and looked curiously at Baimon who was sitting beside him.

He also just realized that not only Baimon's impression of him was not perfect... even Leonardo's impression of Baimon was also biased.

Maybe it's because Baimon always has to be distracted to deal with the world's texts, or it's just because of his nature, in short, in Leonardo's impression, Baimon is the most indifferent of all demon gods, as if there is no one in this world. What can move Baimeng, and it seems that the conquest, hatred, pain and love in this world are all just insignificant data. Leonardo has indeed seen such a character. It would be better to say that he once saw Yi every day when he was playing 4X games, the players were usually expressionless and focused thinkers, instead of the ferocious faces and intense emotions when playing competitive beauty games.

Baimon maintained such a distant and quiet attitude towards everything except the demon god. This also allows him to focus on what is in front of him regardless of fatigue, decency, gain or loss, or even dignity when he acts. There was never a single error. And it was only now that Leonardo realized that Baimon has always had his own thoughts, emotions and prejudices... He is far less cold than Leonardo thought, and he is not a precise machine "That's my mission" , my lord. Me and Yastaru are different...

Baimon was not at all surprised by Leonardo's doubts, as if he knew he was going to ask this question, he sighed softly: "My job is to be a scribe. I am the recorder of human civilization. I am the last One of the demon gods... I have the final mission.

"The last mission?

"Assuming that the wise and evil species on this planet are extinct," Baimon said calmly, "then I will bury them. Because all records in this world are stored in my radiance body.

He raised his head and looked out of the window.

It was just past noon, and the sun shone on his light blue eyes, reflecting the inorganic luster like jewels.

Baimon said in a calm voice: "If human beings are under the guidance and protection of the demon gods, they will perish. Then there are only three possibilities.

"Either this planet stuck in the curtain has finally completely fallen into the end; or the enemy of all things from the other side of the galaxy defeated the Father God and came here; or it is.

He paused slightly, and continued: "The demon gods rebelled. They united and wiped out human beings.

"At that time, it's time for me to wait for the demon **** of the end to come out. Like me, like Amon, like Baal, like Gonggong, like Shiva. No matter what the reason for the extinction of human beings, we must control the victor. Controlling this planet, which may be the most special planet in the entire universe, will not bring disasters to other races in the universe.

"At that time, Baal will call the comet Gochisir. Let the earth melt for seven days and seven nights; Gonggong will turn the sea into countless tiny sharp blades, destroying all living things in the sea; Shiva will swallow the Poison, its radiation is enough to destroy all bodies... And in the end, Amon will detonate the energy harvester anchored in the center of the sun, engulfing and destroying the solar system "And what about me? I will watch the world burn to ashes from the sky, and I will write down and organize everything including these last seven days. Then self-dissolution, escape to the end of the mountain, and bring my radiant body into the gap on the other side of the world.

"As for whether it will float into the long river of time, or into the world of mirrors. That has nothing to do with me. I'm just the one who carved the tombstone.

Baimon calmly spoke chilling words: "This is something that Asmodeus and Yastaru didn't tell you, Your Majesty. Because they don't know either. That's why fathers and mothers left us , to apologize to us.

"Because they also know that entrusting this future to us...is too heavy of a responsibility. It's like irresponsible parents who run away from home and leave only their youngest children.

"It is true. They are such irresponsible parents.

That belongs to their last blood

Baimon stared at the sky, a little lost in thought.

Leonardo said nothing.

He just lowered his gaze. Fill Baimon and himself with wine.

"Have a drink." He advised softly.

"It's useless to me," Leonardo said. "Compared with drinking, more important is the person who drinks with you. It's me. Leonardo pointed to himself. Bai Meng nodded slightly when he heard that Levy E.

He was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed.

He had a nice smile, with two dimples on his face.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

He responded softly, picked up the wine cup, solemnly paid Leonardo a respect, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Leonardo smiled slightly, and also drank the wine in his glass.

He is finally now...why when he was Solomon at the beginning, all the demon gods called himself "Your Majesty". Only Baimon, Barr, and Amon kept calling themselves by their first names. Because what they shouldered from the beginning was heavier than other demon gods. They are the last supervisors, the guardians who judge the fallen demon gods and keep the world from being invaded by the end or the other side of the galaxy. They must remain objective and neutral. Leonardo suddenly realized something.

"But we chose you. Baimon interrupted Leonardo. He stared at Leonardo. He whispered: "However, we made an agreement with each other at the beginning, and it didn't come to the time you should know'. Talking about the devourer civilization at the other end of the universe, about the indescribably huge existence above the limit... It's too much "And now, I think, it's about time.

Baymon put down his wine gently, pressed Leonardo's hand, and stared at him closely: "This is the whole truth—this world has always been tied on a dangerous rope.'

You should have told me earlier.

Leonardo smiled wryly: "In that case, I would have adjusted my plan a long time ago. Let human beings break out of the limitation of gravity as soon as possible.

"In that case, it must not be the most perfect situation.

Baimon said affirmatively: We can see that you are definitely not a tired person. Since you have chosen the longer option, there must be a reason for it.

"We entrusted our trust to you, so naturally we absolutely trust you." Leonardo thought for a moment and asked; "Is there a deadline?" Regardless of the demon **** and the mountain, if the devourer civilization on the other side of the galaxy really wants to come here, how long will it take? "

"If Lord Yahweh and the others are defeated

Baimon pondered for a while, and replied: "From now on, it will be about 1,500 years later. If you calculate it based on the time when you just came to our world, it will be 4,000 years." Four thousand years. Leonardo was slightly dazed. And at that time, if human beings don't make it through, then the meaning of existence of the demon gods will also disappear.

until four thousand years later

"Would you blame us, Sire?"

Baimon pressed his hands on Leonardo's left hand, staring into Leonardo's eyes motionless: "This is not your world, but our world. But we put all our hopes in you Leonardo was silent for a long time, the corners of his mouth raised, and he answered in a very affirmative way. It's not bad to be trusted by so many great people, and to be needed by a world. He smiled slightly, feeling the peace and fulfillment of his heart. The psychic energy in his heart is surging like a storm and vast like a sea, and his heart is calm and confident like never before. He loves this feeling. Because Leonardo loves human beings so much. Leonardo is so convinced that he can live up to everyone's trust.

One is because the hope and love filled in Leonardo's heart are burning like fire.