I'm such an old god, so sorry

I'm Such an Old God, I'm So Sorry Chapter 7

Ruinz?It sounds like a name for a power. Why does it accept the blue blood imprisoned by Yosio’s forces, whether it is an enemy or a friend?

There is also the Restoration Army, Ma Ye, how long has the Shibaizer Empire been dead, and there is even a group of rebels who want to revive, Jing Luo wept.

With frantic complaints in his heart, Xiude promised on the surface:

"Yes, I got it."

Watching Josio leave, Shude immediately plunged into Berthier's residence. In any case, he had to take this opportunity to master the lingua franca before speaking, and everything else was for later.

Berthier’s cage is by the window, and the light in the early morning is fairly good, and the early archaeologists are studying notes intently.

Hearing the sound of Xiude running over, Berthier said without looking up:

"I thought about it for a long time last night. The square characters in the ancient Xibaizer language were cut off after the disaster of the ancient times. Even if there is a heritage, it can't be so complete...Xude, who are you? "

Berthier's long, narrow eyes and deep eyes are full of deterrence when staring at people.

Xiude stopped and was confronted with a question. He was also helpless. Xiude didn't know what his identity was in this alien world.

Seeing Xiude's silence, Berthier analyzed to himself:

"Black hair and brown eyes, white skin, moderate height, exquisite features... Your bloodline should be from the northern Suduo, but even if the Suduo people are quite exclusive, it is unlikely that the connected language is not universal. You did not grow up in the kingdom of Sudor. It is impossible to completely cut off communication in your life for more than ten years. Your conversation shows that you have a certain level of education, but you have no Dharma lineage and are not a professional, so it is unlikely to be in those Survive in crisis-ridden secret realms or semi-planes."

"The most important thing is that there may be only some unknown secret realms in the world that have completed the inheritance of the ancient Shibaizer language... After thinking about it, Xiu De, you should be born in a peaceful jade secret realm. And grew up there, and then ended up here for some reason I don’t know, right?"

Xiude was dumbfounded and watched Bertier analyze layer by layer, combing through his own life experience.

Although most of the content is not well understood, I always feel that Bertier's words are very reasonable, well-founded, and convincing.

Yes, I will use this background in the future.

Silently remembering what Berthier had just said, Xiude nodded stiffly.

It's just that Berthier regarded Xiude's nervous expression as embarrassment of being identified, and smiled slightly:

"Don't panic, the people of nature have a covenant with our people in the starry sky. Even though most of the people of nature have disappeared now, you understand."

Berthier sat up straight, his expression solemn and stern, and his voice loud and proud:

"The people of the starry sky never know what forgetting is! Whether it is hatred or Enze..."

Following Berthier’s words, Schud noticed that the still-spirited prisoners in the other cages instantly became energetic, and whispered together with the archaeologists:

"Those who hurt my body make him blood flow; those who hurt my heart make him feel painful; those who insult my faith make him fall into the abyss forever!"

"Those who are tied to me will live and die with him; those who contract with me will live and die with him; those who are blessed with me will share the blue moon with him!"

Different tones and faces converge into the same spirit. The strong appeal made Xiude instantly understand what kind of concentricity this so-called [Starry People] has.

The pride that goes deep into the bone marrow and into the blood is not one or two, but all people have this kind of pride. Even if they are in a cage, their fanatical emotions have infected Xiu virtue.

"Blue blood people, are they all like this?"

Suddenly, Xiude wanted to know what these dying blood descended from the Lord of Youlan were like.

"It is the people of the starry sky, blue blood is a contempt for us."

Berthier corrected Xiude's name, and then said: "All the people of the starry sky are the pious blood of the Lord of the Blue. Even if the bones are broken, they can't lose the face of my grandfather and my lord."

"Even if he doesn't care at all?"

Xiude asked.

Berthier was stunned, and smiled: "It seems that the knowledge you are in contact with is very old. I almost thought you didn't even know the Lord of Blue."

Then Berthier said: "Yes, even if the great Lord of Blue doesn't care about the worship of our last blood, and even forgets me, but the people of the starry sky will still exist for one day, and he will never forget that he once lived under the stars. Everyone in the starry sky can perceive the happiness of their ancestors."

Yubi Bertier showed a look of intoxication, as if recalling the phantom he saw when he was born.

Xiude also saw it, but not from the perspective of the human beings on the earth, but the god overlooking all living beings, and after a period of thinking, he figured out what was going on.

When Shibyzer's ancestors received the blue blood, they looked up at the wingspan of the Lord of Blue, full of stars and vast expanse. Since then, they have opened up their wisdom to the precarious tribe.

As the initial memory fragment, this picture has been passed down from generation to generation, and the feeling of being sheltered and being blessed deeply affects the blue-blooded people, so the goddess of the Lord of the Blue calls themselves the people of the stars.

Looking around the blue-blooded people around, Xiude's mood was very complicated. He wanted to say something, but he swallowed it again, not because he was afraid of being laughed at, but because he felt disqualified.

[Xiu De] This person is not worthy of being worshiped as the Lord of the Blue, only Xiu De knows how indifferent the Lord of the Blue was at that time.

Chapter VIII Shibaizer Restoration Army

The Lord of Youlan is a soulless, even if this is actually cursing himself, Xiude has to say so.

When thinking that it was a dream, Xiude was not surprised no matter how ridiculous it was, but now that everything happened in reality, the Lord of the Blue did exist in this universe. Looking back on the past, Xiude was so ashamed that he was so ashamed. There is no place for self-confidence.

The Lord of Youlan is indeed great, but this greatness is only based on strength.If the world you know can be created and destroyed by an existence as it pleases, then you can't stand your head and say that it is not great.

But no matter how powerful the power is, it can't conceal the fact that the Lord of Blue is the crumbs in the crumbs, at least in the three views of normal people.

Reckless and reckless, cruel and ruthless.Not to mention how many stars the Lord of Blue destroyed before the formation of the crystal wall system, even after that, he also slaughtered many unpleasant races.

Yes, just disagreeable, wiped out one primitive civilization after another, and planted despair and destruction into the universe.

Just because it satisfies bad taste and fun.

Even the blue blood was given to the Shibaizer people, and they did not hold the slightest kindness. At that time, the morality was only boring to see how a race would destroy itself.

That bit of blood was really insignificant to the Lord of Blue, but it allowed a race to worship itself for thousands of years.

There were even other evil deeds that Xiude could not bear to think about.

This is very abnormal. Xiude is a recognized good person. Although he has never helped an old woman to cross the road, he will definitely give the money to the police uncle when he finds it on the road. The little red flowers are available every year, which is completely in line with socialist succession. Human standards.

This kind of moral cultivation, even in a dream, should not be so frantic.

But in the state of the Lord of Youlan, Xiude's thinking has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Nothing matters, nothing is cherished.

Boring, interesting, and interesting.

The kind of emotions that the Lord of the Blue can produce seems to be only these kinds of emotions. The kind of pretentious and arrogant man has the strongest power and can put his own evil taste on others at will.

This kind of bullying person is very annoying to Xiude, but now he has no choice but to find that he has finally lived what he hates most.

As the existence of one soul and two bodies with the Lord of Youlan, Xiude didn't intend to shirk responsibility, and accepted this cause and effect calmly.

So facing the blue blood imprisoned here, Xiude was silent for a moment, then bowed slightly and stretched out his right arm to make a gesture:

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