Volume 2: Empire Chapter 111: The Original Sin of the Shining Gold Civilization
well……
Luke could only sigh inwardly.
It seems that the Governor has no choice but to jump into the trap set by Pan. It's just a pity that such a good woman like Yin had to be plotted against by her own relatives.
Luke looked at Yin, who lowered her head, blushing under her fair skin, and looked as if she was immersed in the taste of happiness. Perhaps the education she received from the Golden Man made her unaware of the feelings she had in her heart, but she had obviously fallen into the emotion that made her unable to stop.
What's the next step?
Luke just smiled and looked out the window at the square again. A large airship was flying slowly across the sky above the square.
"Let me tell you about the World Tree."
Yin looked up at Luke and asked in surprise, "Can you tell me?"
"Of course...I need to take a break at noon anyway, so you can go to lunch with me and we can talk while we eat."
"OK!"
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Saint-Lun City, Clear Sky Museum.
Qingkong was in the ancient book archive, sorting out the ancient scrolls and books brought from the ancient grasslands together with Bruce Benn, Jennifer and several magic professors.
Bruce Ban is responsible for repairing and restoring the ancient books; Jennifer and the magic professors are responsible for transcribing them. The repaired ancient books will be placed in a special vacuum box, labeled and classified and placed in the safe. The transcriptions will be made into books and handed over to Qingkong for selection. The books that can be read by students will eventually be included in the library.
"Professor Qingkong, this leaf seems to record a secret technique."
Bruce Benn placed a glass plate on Qingkong's desk, with a flat leaf embedded in the middle of the glass plate. The withered yellow leaf was the size of a book, cut into a square, and the veins on it could be clearly seen. There were many symbols painted on the leaf, as well as many kneeling figures.
Bruce Ban's professional intuition made him feel that what was painted above was not an ordinary sacrifice, but a secret ritual.
Qingkong picked up the glass plate and carefully observed the leaves inside. Due to their age, there were many cracks on them.
"This... is the leaf of the previous world tree!" Qingkong said his own judgment: "I didn't expect that when I said I wanted some ancient books, the tribes of the ancient grasslands would actually hand over such precious things. I guess they don't know what this is.
Since you think that what is recorded above is a secret technique, you are responsible for interpreting it.
There should be many similar things, and they must be repaired and carefully preserved. When the Moonlight Royal Court's magic academy is established, the originals will be returned to them."
The black cat sleeping on the edge of the table raised his head and said, "Your Majesty, aren't the things in the Moonlight Court yours?"
Qingkong said to the sheriff, "Have you found everything I asked you to find?"
The sheriff, who wanted to feel that he was of high status, replied: "As your mount, Your Majesty, I will always stay by your side, waiting for your call.
I asked the rats to steal the things you wanted... No, I asked them to requisition them..."
The sheriff felt that Qingkong's gaze was becoming increasingly sharp, and he immediately stood up: "I think An Ye is too clumsy. Without my command, she will definitely not be able to complete the task assigned to us by Your Majesty. I will go find An Ye now, and I hope she hasn't messed things up yet."
After saying that, the sheriff jumped off the table, hooked the door open with his claws, and ran out.
Qingkong snapped his fingers, closed the door, and said to Jennifer who was copying books next to him, "The sheriff has been very arrogant since he came back from the West Territory. He even has to find a student to feed him. When he comes back, teach him a lesson and let him know that he is just a cat."
"Yes, Your Majesty..." Jennifer smiled and said, "No! Yes, Professor Qingkong. In fact, the students all like to feed the Sheriff."
"If he is not stopped in time, his next step will be to recruit followers, carve out territory in the museum, and then comfortably become a lord."
Jennifer imagined the sheriff and his group of students rampaging around in the museum, and immediately agreed: "Yes, Professor Qingkong, I will teach him a lesson."
At this moment, the door was suddenly opened, and the sheriff turned into a black shadow and rushed in. He ran to Qingkong's desk and turned into a large black panther, with all the hair on his body standing up, baring his fangs and making threatening sounds.
At the same time, he warned: "There is a high-ranking demon here. I can smell him."
Qingkong closed the book in his hand and said to the people in the room, "You all go out, I have guests coming to visit."
Hearing about the demon invasion, the magic professors took out their magic wands and got into fighting postures, and then they heard Qingkong's orders.
Have guests coming?
Could it be that the guest is a high-level demon?
"Yes, Professor Qingkong." The magic professors put away their magic wands and walked out of the room one by one.
The sheriff looked at the clear sky, then transformed into a black cat, nimbly jumped onto Jennifer's shoulder, and left with the magic professors.
The door closed again.
The room was enveloped in red light, black shadows appeared on the wall, and then the demon tyrant walked out of the wall. He was so tall that he had to bend down to a certain extent so that the horns on his head would not touch the ceiling.
The tyrant walked up to Qingkong and bowed, "Your Majesty the Moonlight Queen! I believe you have received my request for an audience from Samuel."
Qingkong looked at the tyrant: "I did receive your request, but I did not agree to meet you. You came to my museum so openly and caused panic among the teachers and students. Aren't you afraid that I will be angry?"
Facing Qingkong, even the tyrant of the upper demons did not have the courage to show off. He humbly said, "Please forgive my offense. I am anxious to see you because I have something important to confirm. This is really important to me."
Clear Sky knew why the tyrant came.
"Since you're here, let's sit down and talk." Qingkong waved his hand, and a rattan chair rose up opposite her desk. The width of the chair was just enough to accommodate the tyrant's body.
The tyrant took a look at the rattan chair, and he felt the power that originated from the World Tree... ...the elf Qingkong really obtained the inheritance of the World Tree.
The tyrant was more honest. He sat down on the rattan chair and asked Qingkong, "Are you the Sparkling Gold Man?"
"Where do you think?"
The tyrant stared at the clear sky and said, "The language of the shining gold you used can only be fully exerted . You should be a shining gold person. But I have tracked you using my method, and I did not find the other twin, and your behavior is also very inconsistent with that of a shining gold person.
I don’t know who you are, and I hope you can give me an accurate answer.”
In order to calm the tyrant, Qingkong said to him: "We can use the power of the Shining Gold people, but we do not belong to the Shining Gold civilization. This is all I can tell you."
Qingkong used the word "we" to tell the Tyrant that there was indeed another twin, and explained how he could use the power of the complete Golden Language.
When the tyrant heard Qingkong's answer, his expression relaxed a little.
He also warned Qingkong: "You must be careful of the Shining Gold People. If they get the World Tree, they will definitely start another all-out war."
Qingkong pretended not to know the secret of the World Tree and said to the Tyrant: "Why do the Shining Gold People want to obtain the World Tree? And I think the Shining Gold People are now reflecting on that war. What makes you say that the Shining Gold People will launch another all-out war after they have the World Tree?"
"Reflection? This is just a pretense by the Shining Gold People..." The tyrant sneered: "Losing the artifact is like pulling out their fangs, forcing them to behave docilely. If they are allowed to regain the artifact, they will definitely start a war. This is the nature of the Shining Gold People!"
"I think this is your prejudice against the Shining Gold People!"
"Prejudice? No, no, no, this is my deepest feeling towards the Shining Gold People after experiencing that war." Thinking of the ancient wars, the tyrant couldn't help but reveal a painful look: "Demons like to play with souls and like internal fighting; dragons are very lax and like to be in a daze and sleep; the Shadow Clan is confined underground and enjoys the worship and offerings of their followers in their own small circle. Angels are intoxicated with narcissism and like sculpture and performance art.
We all have our own nature, and expansion and annexation are not part of our nature.
But what do the Golden People like?
No!
The cultivation of the Shining Gold people is to lower their own emotions in order to increase the psychological resonance of the twins. If the Shining Gold civilization wants to continue, it must eliminate the existence of individuals, and everyone must compromise for the sake of the civilization as a whole. However, the Shining Gold people are all plundered from other civilizations. The twins have been instilled with the idea of severing ties with the mother civilization since childhood, and recognize the Shining Gold people as their ancestors.
The nature of the Shining Gold Civilization is plunder and aggression, and this nature is caused by a sense of racial crisis. When there is a civilization that is more attractive and tolerant than it, and other civilizations are no longer willing to sacrifice their children to the Shining Gold Civilization, will the Shining Gold Civilization still exist?
In order to avoid this from happening, the best way is to unify the world under the system established by the Shining Gold Civilization."
After listening to the tyrant's analysis of the original sin of the Sparkling Gold Civilization, Qingkong discovered that his previous understanding of the Sparkling Gold Civilization and the ancient war was greatly deviated.
Most creatures in the world have their own way of reproduction.
Angels are formed from the aggregation of light elements and are extraordinary creatures born in the sky city.
Demons are the evolution of creatures from hell, and are powerful creatures that emerged from infighting.
Dragons lay eggs.
The Shadow Clan comes from the shadow parasites deep underground.
No matter how advanced the civilization is, there is no way to stop them from perishing on their own.
But the Shuojin civilization could not withstand a civilization that was more attractive than itself.
Think about Pan and Yin...
A man who deliberately wants to leave the Shuojin civilization, find his true ancestor and become king.
The other is trapped in the budding taboo emotions.
The Shuojin Civilization's training in controlling sexual desire cannot erase true human nature. It can still absorb fresh blood because it is still high above.
It knows very well that if it wants civilization to survive, it must always stay on top!
Therefore, it launched the ancient war, trying to control the five great artifacts and become the only supreme existence.
If necessary, it will wage war again to maintain its high position as a civilization.
To the Shining Gold Civilization, the World Tree is a threat, and the booming new civilization is also a threat.
Qingkong suddenly felt as if he had been enlightened.
"What does this have to do with the World Tree?"
Qingkong felt that the tyrant who had experienced the ancient war was truly a treasure, and wanted to see if he could get some more words out of him.
But the tyrant kept his mouth shut, as he also coveted the divine function of the World Tree.
"I don't know the details. But the five ancient civilizations fought for the World Tree because it must be very important to them. But my position is not high, so I don't know why they fought for the World Tree.
If you allow me to go to the Moonlight Court, get close to the World Tree and study it, I may discover secrets buried in the ancient times.
Please rest assured that I will never do anything to destroy the World Tree."
Qingkong sneered and replied: "Do you think I will believe your lies? Tyrant, a demon who can survive in the ancient war is definitely not a small character! You came to me in such a hurry and made such serious accusations against the Sparkling Gold Civilization. Do you think I can't see through your mind?
If you don't tell me the secret, I will never let you get close to the World Tree.
Think about it carefully! "
The tyrant also felt that he was a little impatient.
But he learned from Samuel that Qingkong had commissioned Meteorite to hold the five ancient civilizations accountable for the crime of destroying the World Tree, and he was afraid that Meteorite would agree to some request from the Shining Gold Civilization.
Once the Shining Gold People enter the Moonlight Royal Court in large numbers, there will be no chance for a single, powerless demon like it.
That was why the tyrant came in such a hurry to warn, discredit the Sparkling Gold civilization, and prevent the Sparkling Gold people from studying the World Tree.
As a result, one's own little thoughts were also exposed.
The tyrant didn't dare to say that the World Tree was a potential artifact, and it would be none of his business if he did.
"I absolutely did not lie to you..." The tyrant even swore an oath, "I was just afraid that you would be deceived by the appearance of the Shining Gold Man, so I was worried about my friend. I really don't know what secrets the World Tree has, and I am not a big shot in Hell."
Qingkong did not expose the devil, but asked: "Did you participate in the war for the World Tree?"
"No!" The Demon Tyrant immediately denied it, but under the gaze of Qingkong, he thought that this elf even knew his real name, so he changed his words: "I remember. I participated..."
"So... you were also involved in setting fire to the World Tree?"
The Demon Tyrant was a little dumbfounded: "Your Majesty, I was just following orders. Besides, at that time, everyone was setting fires to prevent the other party from obtaining the World Tree. I didn't set much... really not much."
Qingkong smiled and said, "I don't know how many fires you have set. But I know that there are not many people alive in this world who have set fire to the World Tree.
Since you have come to me to surrender and confessed your crimes, let's talk about the issue of punishment now.
Tyrant, you are now under arrest!"
After Qingkong finished speaking, a large number of thick vines grew on the rattan chair where the tyrant was sitting. These vines bound the tyrant's hands and feet, and then circled around his body, with sharp barbs hooking his keratinous skin.
The tyrant tried to struggle, but a machete emitting holy flames appeared out of nowhere above his head.
The tyrant pleaded loudly: "No, don't kill me!"
