Chapter 219 Burial Is Forgetting

Longevity is naturally good. But it would be better if they were born with longevity.

Resisting death is a betrayal of all the "life" that I have experienced so far.

Every painful choice, every sadness hatched by loss, every joy ignited by gain... The love and hatred of the past will also be erased by time.

When looking at the tombs of the grandsons or great-grandchildren of lovers and enemies, the emotions of the past in my heart seem so absurd.

It seems that everything that I worked hard for and suffered for in the past has become meaningless because of the great continuation of life.

From this point of view, the strong desire held by the Golden Rank and the concept of using the firewood of the "soul" as a substitute for lifespan is to pave the way for a completely reshaped world view after they become gods. use.

The short-lived species' outlook on life is completely different from the long-lived species - which is naturally reasonable.

Giants themselves are immortals.

But the undead and gods are the most immortal species in this world.

——The skeleton is both an undead and a god.

"The so-called 'funeral'... is a gift to bid farewell to the dead."

The skeleton was still kneeling in front of the burial mother-in-law and whispered: "The earliest burial...was formed in the early days of the first era. The so-called 'bones burial ceremony' is to use the earth to engulf the dead...

"The ancients, why did you think...to use the earth to bury the dead?"

His voice was calm and cold, and just listening to it was enough to send chills down the spine.

"Naturally...not to make it rest. The connection between 'burial' and 'rest' comes after people think of...[The earth is always silent, like a winter day, like a corpse].

"—Finally, to be buried is to forget. To be buried is to never see each other again."

When the skeleton said this, he was silent for a moment.

He seems to want to take a deep breath... but he no longer has the function of "breathing".

"Therefore," whispered the Skeleton Lord, "to be buried—is betrayal.

"People naturally reminisce about the dead, but people have long known from the deep fear in their blood... People will eventually face death. Therefore, people's fear of death itself is not so much. More, then It's because of the fact that 'death' means their absolute separation from what they already have."

The skeleton's words became more and more fluent: "What they fear is not 'death has come', because they already know that 'death has come'. From the very beginning, what they feared is that 'death' has cut their lives .

"It's like being exiled to the end of the sky. Empty-handed and exiled to a world other than this world... The ancients' imagination of the world after death roughly came from this."

As He gradually adapts to the modern grammar, when Duke Bone speaks, it is no longer so intermittent... Therefore, the heavy and pleading pressure has been reduced a lot.

The heart of Longjing Tea was beating fiercely.

His instinct made him feel uneasy and excited.

He vaguely noticed...

The skeleton seems to be about to do something big.

Because the first meeting was too abrupt. Now, he suddenly recalled...they didn't perform any ritual of calling the skeleton.

Then it is impossible for the skeleton to come here on his own initiative.

In other words.

The skeletons appear here, and they have nothing to do with them. They just happened to catch up.

He must be—and can only be, returned to the Duchy of Song of Songs early.

Here comes the problem.

This empty-nest old bone, why do you go back to your hometown alone?

Visiting relatives?

Or……

"...It is because of the 'Five Laws of the Dead' that death separates everything and abandons everything, so that it becomes scary. And apart from the fear of abandoning the unforgettable, death itself is not scary.

"My country was once called [Mourning Song]. That's not its real name."

No one responded, the old voice of the skeleton man resounded to himself in the very center of the sea of ​​tombs.

"Because it used to sing the 'parting song' all over the country for a month. But it is different from what other countries think... This is not because of their bravery, but because in long-term thinking, the giants such as me have been able to To look directly, and to face death. It is actually a kind of celebration and a farewell.

"There is an old saying among you dwarves that giants have no vision when they are young, and can't speak when they are old. The first half of the sentence is true...because giants have only one giant eye, and giants in their youth, open If you open your eyes for a little longer, you will feel tired.

"We are not like you, we need to hunt and craft. So we don't need eyes to locate our prey - giants have psychic abilities, and psychic abilities alone are enough to gain a sense of space. So in an age of nutritional starvation, nutrition must be given priority to the brain. And trunk, eyes can not develop temporarily.

"When the body is strong and the brain is fully developed, the giant will open its eyes. This is used to find a mate... The clearer and brighter the eyes, the better the development of the brain and body, the more competitive.

"And the aging giants can actually talk. But they don't talk in front of people... This is because they are gradually cutting off their 'bond' with the world.

"If you are separated after quarreling with someone, it will be a pain for both of you. But if the two sides don't see each other for a long time, all emotions will be washed away. After a giant grows old, he is already dying for himself. Prepare - just as you prepare for your teenage years as infants, and as your teenage years prepare for adulthood.

"It's just that you don't dare to look directly at death... So the older you are, the more you want to escape, the more you can't hear death. As long as you can't hear it, death will not come..."

"—and yet death ends."

The skeleton said so calmly.

It is ironic to say this in his current capacity.

Because the skeleton himself is a god born to escape death...

In the records, Duke Bone was the last Grand Duke of the Duchy of Singing Song—the Great Barrier had collapsed at that time, and the Duchy of Singing Song was the duchy closest to the Great Barrier. Before the small enchantment was propped up, the Duchy of Song of Songs had already been submerged in gray fog, and there was no way to retreat.

In the face of "must die", all superhumans who believe in the burial mother-in-law immediately use their last strength to kill other superhumans in the duchy, and absorb all the curses on them...then take the poison and die before they die. In the past, he sealed his own bones with the unique magic of the burial mother-in-law.

After everyone committed suicide, the Bone Lord silently launched the sublimation ceremony.

He absorbed everyone's "death" and turned it into the foundation of his own ascension. Beneath his empty cloak, bound the souls of all citizens.

- It was He who gave no rest to all, and who turned his back on death.

It is this betrayal of "must die", the betrayal of fate, the betrayal of mission, and the betrayal of the nation that makes him the god of betrayal.

So now...

The anxiety and excitement in Longjing Tea's heart became stronger and stronger.

What did the skeleton man want to say?

What is he trying to do?

Longjing Tea became more and more aware that something was approaching... Even the delicious wind goose and the stray children, who were not so strong in perception, began to feel the chills on their backs.

"I buried everyone. I said goodbye to everyone. I betrayed everyone. I forgot everyone."

The skeleton said word by word: "I have cut off contact with everyone. I say goodbye to everything I have - my world was destroyed on that day."

He slowly got up from the ground.

His stature is tall and majestic, like a pure white mountain.

"I always felt that something was wrong."

The old man's voice sounded leisurely: "So it is.

"I've long since buried myself..."

After saying that, the skeleton man standing like a knight was silent for a moment.

"—I'm sorry, mother-in-law."

It was a very low voice.

Only Dove caught the whisper.

At the next moment, Duke Bone did something that no one at the scene thought of—

I saw him calmly chanting.

"[Destroy] let's-"

- Destroy the Proverbs.

The supreme edict blurted out.

In front of the skeleton man.

A dark gray, tsunami-like cone of aura hummed forward—

And bear the brunt.

It is the statue of the buried mother-in-law, and the tomb guarded by her.

In just a moment - both of them were completely destroyed!

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