Chapter 553 The Truth (5k)
In the dimly lit room, the black-haired teenager stood at the table, looking earnestly at the brown-haired girl in front of him with some eagerness. Feeling Roja's emotions, Adavia blinked her eyes with a hint of anger. Got some doubts.
Although the contact time is not long, even only once, but in Adavia's eyes, the young man in front of him is still very calm and cautious, even if he knows that she is the evil god, he is not strongly shaken, but this is the second time we meet. , his mood seems a little unstable.
Due to the mother goddess, Adavia's perception of the outside world was hindered, so she couldn't immediately know what happened outside, but after thinking about it carefully, a smile appeared on the face of the brown-haired girl.
"Oh? You seem to be in a hurry. It seems that something happened. Do you think she is similar to Shia?"
"No, I don't know Shia's specific appearance, I just have some doubts about her attitude, and it's not just her, I also want to know the situation of the savior."
In the face of Adavia's question, Roja did not hold back, but directly raised his needs. The girl who heard the words blinked, and seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the black-haired boy's feeling of trusting her. She leaned back in her chair, thought for a moment and replied:
"It's nothing to tell you, but I have to make a statement in advance. Although there are countless lives here to watch and relieve boredom, I actually don't know everything, especially Shia's case."
Countless lives?
Hearing Adavia's words, Roja couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then thought of something and looked at the rows of towering bookshelves behind him. The brown-haired girl raised her mouth when she saw this, with some excitement and playfulness. laughed:
"Hehe, did you guess it? Yes, those are the things I used to pass the time in these long years. They are the records of many people's souls, or their lives."
"Records? How the hell is this thing done? And this amount..."
Looking at the rows of bookshelves behind him, Roja suddenly found that he had never seen the outline of this room. Both of Roja's arrivals came to the girl's desk along the light source.
The black-haired teenager before felt that the reason why he couldn't see the outline of the room was that the light in the room was too dim and the visibility was too low, but if you think about it carefully, there is actually another possibility, that is, the space here is too wide.
Looking at the dark distance, Roja couldn't calm down for a long time. Adavia once said that this is the sanctuary, so where did these books come from?
With many questions, Roja turned his head and looked at the girl again, while Adavia on the other side had already untied her hair, and she became an evil god at some point.
"Hehe, surprised? You must be wondering what's going on? Don't worry, these books are not your records, but my collection."
The little brown-haired girl floating up stood on the table, picked up the book that was quite heavy and wide for her, and handed it to Roja in front of him.
It is a book without a cover, and it feels wonderful to hold. It is not something nasty like a human skin book, but a rather warm, wonderful feeling as if the book is actively communicating with people, and the content is even more so Teenager surprised.
The book that Roja took is something like an autobiography. The owner is a dwarf named Homskin. In addition to the text, there are many illustrations in the book. But the amazing thing is that when Roja looked at the illustrations, he actually There will be illusions in front of you, and they are not illusions made by others in the later period, but their first perspective.
"Homskin is the master forge of the dwarves in the Shia era, and the master who once built a palace for Shia, huh, how is it? This kind of book feels good, right?"
"It's really good, but...I feel some soul residues in it. How are these books made?"
Squinting his golden pupils, Roja asked in a low voice, and the vigilance in his heart was silently raised to the limit.
Although Adavia has always been close to him, and their communication with each other is normal, but if she is really an evil god who will strip other people's souls and make books, then no matter what she can bring to Roja No matter how powerful the power is, the young man will cut him off.
This is not just the incompatibility of good and evil, it is more that this kind of existence is too dangerous, Royan would rather not have such power, and do not want to keep a time bomb by her side, and if she is really evil and crazy to this extent If you exist, you can't believe what you say.
In the dimly lit room, the black-haired boy and the brown-haired little girl looked at each other, and the flickering candlelight shone on their cheeks. A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and then he giggled non-stop.
"Hahaha, to dare to ask such a question in my world, he's really arrogant, but don't worry, I don't even bother to do that kind of thing, these are strictly a by-product of my helping Shia. "
"By-product? Shia?"
The unexpected answer made Roja stunned for a moment, and when he heard the boy's rhetorical question, the brown-haired little girl nodded to explain.
"Let's not talk about ordinary people for the time being, a strong man like Homkins is very tricky, even I wouldn't kill him for these things... These books are indeed made of souls, But not the whole soul, but the part that preserves the memory after its death."
"After death?"
"Yes, let the dead souls return to this world safely, this is also my mission in Shia's time, and these
It's my reward, and Shia's compensation for restricting me. "
"...That's it."
After listening to Adavia's explanation, Roja nodded slightly after thinking for a while, and agreed with her for the time being, and the reason is very simple, because according to this autobiography, this dwarf master is a master of source level 1 .
Feel free to take action against this kind of existence, not to mention the victory or defeat for the time being, and you will be directly hostile to the dwarves. Shia will not let Adavia do whatever she wants, not to mention that there are so many books on the bookshelf behind her, Adavia is It is estimated that killing every day will not be able to kill.
The tension relaxed a little, Roja reached out and handed the book back, while the little brown-haired girl who took it held it to her chest.
"That's the end of the gossip, let's get back to the point again. You came to me in such a hurry to know the relationship between the mother goddess and Shia. Haha, you really asked the right god about this."
"You mean, you know the inside story of Shia's departure?"
"No, no one knows about this so far, but... After the appearance of the mother goddess and the savior, I have some speculation."
Adavia said so with a wicked smile, as if she was thinking of something interesting, and said after a while:
"Let's talk about my conclusion first, Shia should be broken."
"Hey?"
At the moment when I heard Adavia's words, the dark-haired boy's serious face appeared sluggish for a moment, and then he couldn't help but make a doubtful voice, and seeing Roja's reaction, the brown-haired little girl was He covered his stomach and laughed.
In Adavia's laughter, Roja's cheeks twitched involuntarily, but the black-haired boy didn't care about this, but thought seriously.
Leaving aside the girl who is laughing now, Adavia was serious in both her tone and expression just now, which means that the conclusion should be her true thoughts, but...
Shia, cracked?
? ? ?
What conclusion is this? Could the gods still be mitotic?
Roja, who was more and more confused, frowned. Shia didn't say it for the time being. He felt that he was about to crack after listening to Adavia's conclusion, and the look in the girl's eyes became more and more suspicious, but it seemed that he noticed Roja. Looking at the eyes, Adavia, leaning on the book, reluctantly stopped her laughter and continued:
"Don't look at me like this, I'm not lying, it's just a little different from what you think, what I'm talking about is the split of the soul."
"soul?"
"Not bad, or I can't stand it."
Adavia, who stopped smiling, jumped back on the chair, looked at Roja and asked suddenly:
"Speaking of my contractor, have you ever thought about a question, why is Shia the mother of all living beings?"
"...because she is the creator and user of Elementium?"
"There is indeed a reason for this, but it is not accurate. There are many kinds of creatures in this world, and there are many ordinary people who cannot use essentia, aren't they?"
"This......"
In the face of Adavia's question, Roja showed a thoughtful look for a while, not to mention monsters or something, there are indeed many ordinary animals and humans that are not extraordinary creatures, and have no source quality.
"The answer is actually very simple, because Shia is literally the goddess of creation. Although the scale and effect are very different, if you use a metaphor, the world is like Shia's spell."
"So that's it, wait... a spell?"
"Huh? It seems that you have already thought of it, hehe, your mind is turning very fast."
The brown-haired girl who praised so much clapped her hands, and Roja's eyes slowly widened, thinking of something subconsciously.
"Yes, just like the iron law of this world, incantation requires a price, and Shia's price is her soul."
"soul?"
"Well, the burden of this world's operation is borne by Shia's soul. For me as an Eldar, this is a very clear thing. Although that guy has restricted my freedom, it is true. A great being, and a veritable mother of all living beings."
As if recalling something, the evil on Adavia's face subsided a little, showing a slightly softer expression, while Roja on the other side shook her heart.
Carrying the price of a world with one's own strength, let's not say how much power it requires, but this kind of dedication makes the young man moved. If such behavior can't be called the mother of all living beings, then there is nothing to be called this title. Existed, but thinking of the previous conclusion of the evil god, Roja couldn't help frowning again.
"Wait, you just said that Shia's soul was divided, which means..."
"Well, that's why, or maybe it's the calamity of her stupid love."
Adavia, who was sighing like this, felt a lot of emotion, and silently explained the reason for Roja, and through Adavia's words, the many mysteries in the black-haired boy's heart were also solved one by one.
Shia's soul, this is the price of Shia's world's huge "curse" at the beginning. As an existence with endless power, this behavior did not bring too much burden to Shia at first, But just as delicate buds bloom when carefully cultivated, over time the world begins to prosper.
"All kinds of organisms that multiply wildly naturally make Shia bear a greater price, so she has to come and teach the use of the essence to all races, reduce her burden, maintain the operation of the world, and get rid of smoking
Monsters swelled by too many resources. "
"You mean... monsters?"
"Yes, the first war was the war between holy beasts and demon beasts. That war greatly reduced the burden of the world's operations and created conditions for the prosperity of the mythical race. Unfortunately, it also eventually destroyed Shia."
"!"
Adavia's words were a bit regretful, and when the other side heard such words, Roja's golden pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes revealed surprise.
Whether it is destroying the most resource-intensive and violent beasts, or spreading the existence of Essence, the utilization of resources should be a good thing. Why, in Adavia's eyes, is the cause of Shia's destruction? ?
Such a question appeared in the boy's heart, and as a response, the brown-haired girl said lightly:
"Is it weird? Hehe, the reason is actually very simple, and it even seems a little stupid... My contractor, under what circumstances do you think people make the most correct decisions?"
"Probably...it's time to have absolute sanity."
"Haha, yes, that's right, but unfortunately... Shia couldn't do it."
Saying so softly like a sigh, the smile on the little brown-haired girl's face slowly faded, and Roja finally understood the truth of Shia's departure.
A person can often make the right decision when he has absolute sanity, so what can affect sanity? There are many answers to this question, but the biggest reason is only one, and that is love.
Before Shia came, the Mother of Creation was like a person who looked at the overall situation from outside the sandbox. In order to make the world run, she could do anything. However, when she came, everything changed.
The data on the sand table has been transformed into fresh life, and in the long war, he has become Shia's most loyal subordinate, most effective assistant, and best friend, while Shia is unknowingly ignoring her own creation. Feelings arose.
However, just like the cycle of history, after the war with the beasts came to an end, the tribes that obtained the source material began to develop vigorously, the number of creatures continued to increase, and the increased burden caused heavy pressure on the soul, and Shia gradually began to be unable to support it. , but facing the problems she faced in the past, Shia couldn't make the same choice again.
"War is undoubtedly the best way to solve the problem, but unfortunately this is something she cannot do as a mother, because all races are the children she loves, even the spirits that make her fear. , Hehe, he's really a kind-hearted guy, but that's why I can't hate her."
"..."
Adavia, who was muttering to herself, looked at the darkness in the distance and said this, without feeling any hatred in her words, but the black-haired boy who heard this fell into silence. After a long time, the little brown-haired girl did God returned.
"The mother who loves her children finally died alone. This should be the end of Shia, and you should know the answers to those questions."
"The mother goddess and the savior, is the result of Shia's soul being divided and unable to bear the price?"
"Well, it can also be understood in this way. It is impossible for Shia's existence to really disappear. The split of the soul is the most likely result, but if this is the case, you have to be careful."
"what?"
Hearing Adavia's words, Roja couldn't help frowning, but before the boy heard the answer, his body flashed like a malfunctioning TV screen again.
"Huh? It seems that there is not much time left, huh, then I'll just say it directly."
Looking at the eager young man who found out his physical condition, the evil spirit gave up the trick, she narrowed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth, and said with a sinister smile:
"If it is really the split of the soul, they must be incompatible beings, then the question comes... What kind of beings are incompatible? Are there good and evil among them? ?"
"!"
Hearing Adavia's question, Roja's face showed an alert expression, and the girl smiled happily.
"Think about it, after all, this is a matter of your life, so see you next time, my contractor."
In the sound of the evil god's smiling farewell, the meeting between the two came to an end, Roja's body completely disappeared after a flash, and his consciousness sank into darkness.
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"!"
When Roja woke up again, it was the next morning, the sun outside the window was still bright, the fragrance of flowers wafted in the room, the black-haired boy opened his eyes for a while, and slowly sat up. In his body, Adavia's last words still floated in his mind.
If the soul is divided, the results of the division cannot be similar, but tend to be polar, and may be diametrically opposed in every way.
Thinking of these black-haired teenagers with a serious face, he naturally had some thoughts in his heart, but Roja, who was concentrating on it, didn't realize it. I don't know when, a pair of eyes in the dark had already stared at him.
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