The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Still a day's journey on the river, I was suddenly interested in chatting (still chapter 66) as I finalized the plan and programme outline with Ayer.

“Asteria, the goddess of order, and Cynthia, the goddess of chaos, you must have seen them. How they exist and why they cause the battle of eternity. ”

Of course, how can a guy like us be a simple chat, but how can I be relieved not to seize the opportunity to find out about the eventual BOSS?

“What character are they, what is their obsession with creating jihad, what are their power traits, what are they...”

Too many concerns make me eager to get answers, to overcome an opponent, probably the most realistic way to target weaknesses, apart from pure strength crushing.

“What are their weaknesses? Isn't Chaos an impulse? Isn't the goddess of order too conservative? Do they make mistakes? If you make a mistake, you'll make it up to yourself? ”

In a sense, in the face of an unfavourable inquiry, telling me the answer directly is tantamount to a rebellion against the order camp, so it's just “chatting."

At the time, Ayer understood, so after the silence, he sighed helplessly and really started to “chat."

“Mother goddess (goddess of order), a good woman who sees all life as her children, but sometimes excessive motherhood limits the development of her children, and she expects all races to live as she expects, but how is that possible? Sister Cynthia is another extreme. She enjoys watching fights and wars and admiring the unyielding warriors. She hopes her people can evolve independently. Do you believe that the ancient demons of that time are not evil, they just love all kinds of competitive sports...”

Though it was an exhilarating epic legend, it was said by this seemingly youngest and oldest man that the two unfaithful children of the neighbour were fighting in the street. It was clearly the bloody replacement of the ancient gods, but he was said to have turned into an eight-point position filled with affair between men and women.

In the depiction of the ancient reapers, I also have a more direct understanding of the two goddesses, at least more humanistic than the myth of nothingness.

“… it's like arguing with an average sister. After the absence of the parents, the serious elder sister took charge of the family business, but it was too harsh and correct. She became more and more strict with her only sister. As a result, the other side became more and more rebellious, and finally both sides backfired. ”

But in a sense, this is probably the most brutal sisterhood ever fought, and the “sisterhood fought” lasted a long time, affecting a large number of people, with a harsh impression, probably beyond any creature's comprehension.

“You're the only one in the world who can understand jihad as a sisterly fight. ”

When I said my thoughts, Ayer said so, but he didn't disagree with me, but in fact, you could totally see the World War as a film by a bunch of human brothers...

“When Ash, the god of creation, leaves, the core of God's contention between the two children, who are administrators, lies in the way he manages his children. The Mother God hopes to allow her to act in accordance with her gifted duties, so that herders will become herders for generations, and the children and grandchildren of warriors will become warriors. Even more so for race, angels will perform the duties of God, so that Titans will become architectural, artistic masters, and no fighting and marriage will take place among all children..."

“Pfft, this is the naive lady from there. ”

When I spoke of Asteria at the time, I was very silent about the smile on my face. Even in view of the simplicity of ancient times, this practice was clearly problematic. Farmers' childhood was that of farmers, and the offspring of officials must be officials. Such injustices would only accumulate social conflicts and eventually erupt, and the other racial professionalization would be even more far-reaching. Isn't this a clear policy of racial discrimination, and finally how to deal with inter-ethnic contradictions and disparities?

“… don't say that if someone else is really messing around, she's sure to make it. Isn't that enough to make everyone feel like it's a natural thing? Angel society today… you probably don't know that angels are the only race that can access the source of order, and as a result their entire family is becoming increasingly 'orderly', well, as I was saying, it's like a bunch of tools without self. ”

“This is bullshit, a society like that where anyone can guarantee that injustice will not be born, and there is no fully just administrator. ”

“… it is said that the Mother God intends to renounce herself and transform herself into a pure order, but I personally reject this practice, because even if society can do so, all individuals have undoubtedly obliterated themselves. If time flips, let me choose again, I still choose betrayal, even if the end result is that the whole family is demonized. ”

I nodded, and if everyone is brainwashed, they can also be a homosexual society, but I'm afraid no one knows that they're in hell, and in a sense I kind of agree with Cynthia, at least she didn't let her sister screw up.

Then I immediately regret...

“But Sister Cynthia is another extreme, with a more dangerous' survival of the fittest 'mechanism than total neglect. ”

“Isn't that what society is today? ”

“Oh, it's not that simple. She believes that the goal of life is to evolve to the ultimate, and that as regulators, they should be given the incentive to evolve successfully and compete, and that all life should compete for its place in the biological chain. You can refer to the demons of today, which is her ideal biological sample. ”

Demons have been eating each other since birth, and there's probably nothing left in their brains to eat and kill, perhaps as the strength of an individual, and they do have all the species in King's Landing, but isn't there something wrong with this single-cell, murderous life being used as a perfect model for evolution?

“In a sense, it was good that things had come to an end like this. At least for ordinary life, neither an angel who loses his self, nor a demon who confuses evil, is an ideal life. And as long as either side wins the final victory of this jihad..."

“Are we all going to enjoy this kind of hell? ”

“No, the side of order should be reborn to create a new species of order, a life that has long since been loved by the source of order. It probably creates that purely orderly creature, similar to what it is today, at least in the post-Jihad period, as evidenced by the performance of the Angel Nation today. As for the outcome of the chaos side win, I don't know, but as long as Cynthia intends to reset the world, ordinary creatures cannot survive. ”

That was Ayer's conversation, and then I was like, "Pick that end up badend, which is beyond the so-called hellish difficulty, can you really play this game?” Beyond that, more, is my determination to find someone to do it alone.

At that time, I had new ideas about a walk-in, especially when I learned that time, space, destiny and other abilities were the force of the rules at the top of the order, and that with the increase in adventure time on the ground, there were more and more ideas about the system.

In fact, there have been many doubts in the past.

First of all, I guess the identity of my “Son of Glory”, this mysterious Holy Light, if interpreted as the Son of Order, seems to be better understood, and the system's ability to speak strangely, but in fact to the end, always follows the most basic principle of "equivalence”.

Rather than being a lucky roulette, the lottery has never been reliable, rather than a wishing machine that must follow the basic principle of "equivalence", and such magic and sorcery do exist in this position, such as "Ein's wishing pool”, which is clearly much more advanced than mine.

And over time, this feeling became clearer. As a conspiracy theorist who picked up his wallet on the ground, he had to worry about whether it was someone's trap. How could he not have doubts about such an unscientific and unmagical existence of the system?

And it was definitely something that Summer White told me not so long ago.

“The great prophet on the side of order? Does it have anything to do with the order side? Isn't prophecy a separate spell system? ”

“… which, of course, is the ultimate force on the side of order. Order is ruled, and the rules of the highest hierarchy are nothing more than time and space, while prophetic abilities appear to be irregular, in fact they remain the embodiment of the rules of time and space, capable of obtaining more information than their adversaries, and fundamental to the chaotic side of order, which always leads the way in overall war performance. So is destiny, or how could the god of destiny be on the side of order? ”

By this time, I was almost certain that the system and the source of order on my body were inextricably linked, that the "game strategy” was more detailed than any prophecy, and more acceptable to me as a passer, then, the so-called fate points are naturally also the ability of the order side.

Even I made a guess, maybe in the last generation of jihad, that such a bloodthirsty young man got a plug-in system, became a great prophet on the side of order, knew what was about to happen, and with the help of the system eventually won the Evil King, became a hero. In his homecoming, not only did he have white riches, but he eventually became a winner in life, but also because of his achievements in the throne... Well, I'm talking about the Holy Light God, the Carolina whose name has been forgotten. Rosie.

But even with speculation, I'm kind of not saying anything, after all, this is tantamount to a stall, and for a presence that follows you even when entering the circle, there's no escape, and at this point, when the big idea has entered the critical moment, I'm at the stall, after all, we're about to become enemies with the whole side of order!

[I was wrong at the time, but my choice this time was not wrong...]

After the silence, the system opened its mouth to reveal, in addition to the rare authentic tone, the past that had been hidden in history.