It felt great to defeat Mozo's Pure White Balance in secret knowledge for the first time.
But Mozo suddenly asked:
"Are you one of the participants?"
The death of King Tiexin was very strange, so strange that Mozo knew very little about it. But I didn't expect that the Pure White Libra seemed to be very familiar with it. I just don't know if someone exchanged something with it, or if it was simply one of the participants.
"Don't talk about this kind of thing. How can a Libra like me kill the king?"
Pure White Libra immediately retorted, but it was not possible for Mozo to judge whether it was true or false.
After a brief thought, Mozo gave up on the search for the cause of Ironheart's death. The Dwarf King had little to do with him. Although he was also affected by Ironheart's sudden death, they were strangers after all. He was even more troubled by the fact that the Age of Gods ended because of Ironheart than the death of the Iron Throne. He said:
"Okay, so what do you think of the Saint's intelligence?"
"Saint? That saint? There are many saints in the world. If you don't involve a saint who is too big, it will be difficult to get a good return even if you give out the secret and tricky knowledge."
Saints are people who have received the grace of God and follow His will. Since there have been many gods active in the past and present, there are even more saints because of them.
If a saint was not too famous or involved in too big a relationship, it would be difficult for Pure White Libra to do good things for Mozo even if he was very optimistic about him.
"Saint John Connor."
"That villain who received the glory of my Lord but did not fight for my Lord?"
The voice of the Pure White Scale became dangerous. However, it was useless. The original may have given it the strongest ability among many divine objects, but it itself was completely unable to use it.
It can only passively trade knowledge with others, and cannot actively do anything, even though it hates the traitors who killed its master.
It also couldn't do anything to those great ones. It could only serve them according to their wishes.
The pure Libra personality loves making money and inducing others. I think it has something to do with that period.
However, the Pure White Libra was not too disgusted with the words of Saint John. It just did not like the fact that John was the last saint of the original but did not act to promote the original.
"If it's this guy, I think it should be very valuable."
Although he didn't want to admit it, Pure White Libra had to say that John, as a saint who couldn't possibly exist, was not only a person of high rank but also an existence of great significance.
His information is indeed very valuable.
Seeing this, Mozo also smiled and came forward and said:
"Saint John is not really a saint."
Pure White Libra was stunned:
"What are you talking about?"
Saints are not saints
But how is it possible? John Connor is recognized by almost everyone as the original saint, and even the pure white Libra has always fantasized that the return of the original is no longer a dream.
But now you tell me that the saints are not saints? Then, isn’t the return of our Lord also a bubble
"People think that Saint John the Baptist was the original descendant, but he was not. Saint John the Baptist only borrowed the original miracles."
"How is this possible?!"
The voice of the pure white balance became higher.
How could he perform those miracles if he was not the follower chosen by Yuanchu himself? Borrowed? According to this theory, Yuanchu was gone, so who could borrow from him
"People think John is a follower of the original because John constantly displays miracles that once belonged only to the original, but the principle is actually very simple."
"John possesses a part of the original holy relics. That is why John was able to imprison that terrible witch."
“It’s just that no one believed that after the Age of Gods had ended for so many years, there were still holy relics left in the world, and they could even be used by people.”
"Is that so..."
Pure White Libra's voice became noticeably lonelier, and Mozo sighed helplessly in his heart. He had noticed a long time ago that Pure White Libra had always been fantasizing about the return of the original because of Saint John.
But that was impossible, so Mozo took the opportunity today to indirectly tell the other party the truth.
It's cruel to break a fantasy, but it's even crueler to indulge in it.
"The original is indeed long gone, but his glory and gifts will bless the world forever."
Mozo could only comfort Chunbai Libra as much as possible. They had been working together for such a long time, and although everyone was trying to cheat the other party, Mozo felt that they were still good partners.
Pure White Libra did not show any emotion, but just said lightly:
"The deal is done, just as you wish and as you thought."
"Partner, please be careful. The eyes that watch the future are also watching you."
After saying this, Chun Bai Ping fell silent without saying anything more. Mozo breathed a sigh of relief.
As for the eyes that are peeking into the future, there is no doubt that the prophets are targeting him.
He was really scared, he thought he was discovered by the elves, but it turned out to be just the prophets.
Fortunately, there is a pure white scale.
Otherwise you will be worrying for many days in vain.
Mozo, relieved, continued to lead the slaves forward. Millions of slaves also believed in him and followed closely behind.
Finally, after a journey that was neither long nor too long.
Looking at the scene ahead, the millions of slave laborers behind Mozo first showed joy on their faces, and then shrank back in fear.
Only the figure in the front still stood there unmoved.
Because not far in front of the slaves, there were countless golden puppets. The puppets modeled after the Golden Army were densely packed and countless, blocking the slaves.
At first glance, they seemed to be more numerous than the slaves, and indisputably stronger.
There are even various elf airships in the sky not far behind the puppets.
After seeing the arrival of the slaves, countless golden puppets burst out with green halos from the gaps in their armor. Without the extraordinary characteristics of the undead dragon as a power source, they were given elven miracles by the elven craftsmen as a substitute.
Even so, they were still only poor imitations of the Golden Legion, but the elves did not expect to use them as the Golden Legion.
The puppets' huge one-handed swords stretched out from their arms one after another with the sound of metal friction. They stared at the millions of "enemies" in front of them with full vigilance.
This made the slaves even more fearful and they leaned back. They seemed confused and panicked. Didn’t the elves come to save them
On the elven airship at the rear, the three elven high lords were also looking down in confusion.
Their original intention was to search for "Ode to Light", but according to intelligence, "Ode to Light", which should have been lost in the human world long ago, was actually sung by this group of human slaves
The captain also quickly walked onto the deck and respectfully and elegantly asked the three high lords for their instructions.
"Elders, what should we do? Should we send someone down to interrogate them?"
The leading high lord did not answer, but raised his hand slightly to signal the elves not to move for the time being.
He needed to think about how to deal with this situation, because his intuition told him that something seemed to be wrong.
However, before he and his two companions could discuss the matter, they saw a scene that they would never forget.
Standing at the front of countless slaves, Mozo also knew that it was time for him to make a decision and perform. He needed to find the best solution among countless choices and methods.
So that he could lead the slaves to escape safely and keep himself safe.
After looking back at the slaves who were increasingly confused but still following him, Mozo took a deep breath and turned around.
Then he began to walk forward, towards the golden ocean ahead.
Mozo knew that giving up these slaves early would be the best solution for him, but he couldn't ignore the loss of so many lives.
And since the slave workers believed in him and he made a promise, he should win everything for them!
With a kind of determination that he couldn't even explain, Mozo walked forward slowly.
Mozo knew that at this time and in this situation, he actually only had one way to get the optimal solution.
That is the Twin Sacred Trees!
Although he didn't say it, the Twin Sacred Trees seemed to have noticed him a long time ago and had been silently supporting him in the dark. Otherwise, when Audrey was confusedly transformed into the Sun King's private servant by him, the elves should have noticed him.
And when they were in the main city of Nuremberg, it was probably the Twin Sacred Trees that gave them guidance and covered up Audrey.
Just like at the beginning of the Age of Gods, the Twin Sacred Trees chose him and supported him.
Mozo didn't know how to repay the kindness of the Twin Sacred Trees.
But it’s really great that the other party is still willing to trust me so much.
Mozo walked to a small hill, below which was a golden ocean composed of an army of puppets.
Mozo raised his head and looked into the distance, towards the sacred tree.
In the end, just like he did back then, Mozo chose to believe in the sacred tree.
After taking a deep breath, Mozo lifted the linen robe wrapped around him.
He raised the cane that was handed to him by a slave worker on the road from Grandpa Maya, and smashed it on the ground, saying:
"Tell me your choice!"
The next moment, the light of the holy tree spread to the world, and a golden ocean was divided from it.
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Such a scene naturally caused the elves on the airship to fall into an uproar.
The puppet they carefully crafted actually had something completely beyond their understanding? ?
This is incomprehensible and unacceptable to the elves.
But what is even more difficult for them to accept is why the Twin Sacred Trees would act for this group of humans
And for the slave workers, this was a huge miracle.
When they saw these powerful puppets really make way for them and others, they all fell into a frenzy.
All the fears along the way finally paid off.
Even Laura Liss, who was parked on the fairy airship, was in great astonishment. She glanced at the three high lords and then turned slightly to the maid and asked:
"Have you ever seen anything like it?"
The maid looked down and replied with a chuckle:
“I have never seen it before.”
This answer made Laura Liss say with a smile:
"How did you learn this tone? Now, what's going on?"
The maid shook her head and looked at the twin sacred trees behind her that were still emitting a glow and said:
“You can’t ask me about this, you have to ask Him.”
Laura Lis also followed the maid's line of sight, then frowned and said:
"Twin sacred trees?"
The captain also looked slightly surprised and asked: "Elders, what should we do?"
The three High Lords did not answer the young captain but looked at each other.
Among the many people present, the elves were in doubt, the slaves were crying with joy, and the Iron Bank was having fun.
Only Mozo was looking at the elf airship above his head with a serious expression.
At the same time, the high elven lords on the deck also looked at him. Even though they were far away, they could still see Mozo's face clearly.
Then they were all startled.
This is certainly not recognition that this is the Sun King. Mozo is similar to the Sun King only in essence, not in appearance.
Otherwise, Mozo wouldn't have the courage to wander around. Of course, if it was really the same everywhere, he probably wouldn't have to wander around, because one day he would be kidnapped by someone he didn't know whether he was a friend or an enemy.
Then whether it is heaven or hell depends on how strong your fate is.
The high lords recognized him as Mozo Klein, the young wolf lord of the North who should have died long ago. But the elves knew him more because he was an important participant in the Golden Legion.
This is also what Mozo hopes the other party will recognize, because this is required in Mozo's plan.
As Mozo had expected, the high lords recognized him as an important participant in the Golden Legion at the first sight of him.
"It's Mozo Klein, the human who activated and deactivated His Majesty's private army."