A few minutes later.
In the palace, which was entirely golden and extremely gorgeous, Richard sat on a chair that seemed to be made of gold but was as soft as skin. In front of him was a rectangular table, with two diamond-encrusted silver cups placed on the table, which contained a translucent liquid, like the juice of some kind of plant, exuding a faint sweet fragrance.
Richard looked around and could see that the palace he was in was even bigger than it looked from the outside. It was surrounded by twenty-four huge pillars, each of which was more than five meters in diameter and nearly a hundred meters in length. A dome above.
There is an exquisite mural painted on the dome, which shows many angels saluting a figure wrapped in light. Not to mention its artistic value, the huge size, rich rendering style and realistic color scheme still make it attractive. People are shocked, as if they are immersed in the scene.
Richard admired the mural for a while, then looked away, looked at the diamond and silver cup in front of him, and couldn't help but shake his head.
To be honest, everything now has changed a bit compared to when he was preparing to kill Sariel just now. It really makes him feel a little unreal, as if he suddenly moved from one scene to another in a dream. Something is missing.
But in fact, nothing was missed. The development of the matter was very simple. Just when he was about to attack, Sariel calmly responded "Welcome". Then he said that the true god had been informed of his arrival and invited him to enter the palace to meet him.
So he walked in, sat down on his seat, and waited for the so-called true God to appear. He was like a visiting guest, completely unaware that he was dealing with the heavenly army not long ago.
This is weird.
It was as if the two sides were fighting and were about to decide the real winner. Suddenly one side jumped out of the battlefield and shouted: No more fighting.
This is not logical.
Did the true God admit defeat? Or is it a deliberate show of weakness? Or is it a trap? Or, is there another purpose
But having said that, no matter what, there is no need to fight or search, and he can see the true God when he gets here. It is indeed a good thing for him and saves a lot of energy.
He might as well cooperate and see what tricks the true god is playing. If the opponent is disadvantageous to him, it is not too late to take action after seeing the trick clearly.
Of course, before that, the most basic vigilance is still necessary.
So, Richard took a deep look at the liquid in the diamond silver cup in front of him without any intention of tasting it. At the same time, he fully let go of his senses and sensed everything around him.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
The palace remained quiet for a long time. After waiting for a long time, no true god showed up. Richard couldn't help but have the urge to call in the silver priest Sariel outside the palace and ask him if he had brought it to the wrong place.
At this moment, the crisp knock of "pa, pa, pa" sounded, and a figure walked out of the small door in the corner of the palace.
When Richard looked around, he saw an extremely old man, who looked to be at least a hundred years old. The body is stooped, the face is thin, the skin on the face is extremely loose, producing many wrinkles, and there are also dense dark brown age spots.
Just by taking a glance, you can feel an aura of aging and weakness coming towards you. One can't help but wonder if the other person will fall to the ground the next moment, never stand up again, and die.
But the worried thing didn't happen in the end. The old man walked over little by little holding a golden cane.
After a while, the old man successfully walked to the opposite side of the long table and sat down on the chair with some difficulty.
Then he picked up his own diamond silver cup, drank several sips of the liquid inside, put down the cup, took a long breath, and then looked at Richard.
When he opened his mouth, the old man said vaguely: "This kingdom of heaven has been here for too long...no strangers have come here for so long. I also...haven't received guests for a long time. I have forgotten the etiquette of receiving guests. I hope you don't mind." .”
"..." Richard was silent for a while, looked at the old man seriously for a long time, shook his head and said, "I don't mind. But at the same time, I hope you don't mind me asking a question, that is... are you really the... true god?"
"True God? Haha -" After hearing this, the old man grinned and exhaled, "In a sense, I am indeed the true God you are looking for. Isn't it a bit beyond your expectations, young man?"
"Indeed." After hearing the old man's answer, Richard did not deny it, but said bluntly, "I have imagined many scenarios for us to meet, but I really never thought it would be so 'peaceful', Mr. True God."
"You are not my subordinate. You don't need to call me True God. You can call me Mr. Gaoge." The old man glanced at Richard with his cloudy gray eyes and then chuckled, "As for the so-called 'peace', ha, you can see it." Here I am, I have aged like this. Do I really want to fight with you
Young people like you will inevitably have some anger and tend to use violence to solve problems. But I am different. I have lived too long and am too old. I just want to live a peaceful life. Since you have dealt with all my men, then even if you win, I will try to have a good talk with you and let you get whatever you want without taking action. After all, my life is short, which makes me cherish it more instead of choosing to waste it. "
"You mean... you have completely given up being my enemy? If I want to ask you something now, will you tell me everything?" Richard asked with narrowed eyes. To be honest, he didn't quite believe in this possibility. He was more inclined to believe that the true god in front of him who called himself Gao Ge was extremely devoted to his acting.
But whether it's acting or real, as long as the other person is willing to tell him some answers, he can't accept it.
After all, this is what he wants.
As for the other party possibly telling lies to deceive him, he is not too worried. After all, he is not a novice who knows nothing. He has already sorted out a lot of information from Balta's ancient wizard civilization materials and has his own set of verification methods.
"Are you really willing to tell me all your secrets, Mr. Gaoge?" Richard asked the old man for confirmation.
The old man picked up his diamond silver cup and drank all the remaining liquid in it. He looked at Richard and asked, "Why not? Maybe, this is what I am looking forward to. After all, there are some truths that can be alleviated by sharing them with one more person. A lot of inner burden is not a bad thing.
Although spreading the truth too widely will have immeasurable negative impacts, you are different. Your abilities have been proven along the way and can tell you. "
"Okay then." Richard whispered, then took a deep breath, opened his eyes wide, and looked directly at the old man: "Then I need to know three truths now: First, what is going on in this world? Second, in ancient times, What’s going on with the wizarding civilization? Thirdly, what’s going on with your Truth Society and you, the True God?”
"The question you asked is a big one..." The old man couldn't help but said after hearing this. He paused and continued, "But... I can tell you all at once, because the three things you asked are actually one thing. "
"one thing?"
"Yes, one thing." The old man nodded lightly, "If you want to explain this clearly, you have to start from a point in time a long time ago."
"Then please begin."
"Don't worry, before I talk, I want you to do me a small favor."
"A small favor?" Richard raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man slightly warily, "What a small favor?"
The old man smiled and pointed to the untouched diamond-encrusted silver cup in front of Richard: "If I'm not mistaken, you didn't drink it, right? You probably don't like it, so you can give it to me, I will just use it."
Richard was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the old man was going to do, but he still gently pushed the diamond-encrusted silver cup in front of the old man.
The old man glanced at the liquid in the diamond-encrusted silver cup and his own reflection in the liquid, and suddenly seemed to be in a trance. After about a second, he sighed softly, picked up the crutch placed on the side of the chair, knocked the end of the crutch towards the table, and said, "Okay, let's start telling the story."
"boom!"
The crutch made contact with the table, and the entire table shook. The liquid in the diamond-encrusted silver cup spun out and flew straight upward, spreading on the top dome at an extremely fast speed.
The next moment, I saw that under the action of the liquid, the exquisite murals on the dome became blurred, and the many colors began to change, eventually forming a completely different painting. Immediately afterwards, the painting began to move, turning into a continuous image, and at the same time there was sound, as if people were seeing another world through a skylight.
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