Chapter 428
First, a few insignificant images appeared in the South Sylvan Shaman's mind, followed by monsters covered in sharp blades and spikes.
Sensing that something was wrong, the South Sylvan priest wanted to stop the Unseen Sacrifice, but it was already too late.
It's not that you are seeking knowledge, it's knowledge that is chasing after you.
We only see the surface of things, and when we want to delve into the truth, we are like fish that have eaten bait. We can't help but be changed by the truth and be dominated by it.
This can be called enlightenment, but it can also be called forgetting oneself. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it all depends on the individual.
After the South Sylvan priest saw the truth, she thought that it was a great opportunity, a great blessing for her.
Her wrinkled face twitched, but she lowered her head so that Yun Yi couldn't see it clearly. He thought that it was a normal reaction to the Unseen Sacrifice.
After a while, the South Sylvan priest lowered her head, and a black aura flashed in her eyes, making Yun Yi feel as if he was being stared at by a fierce beast. When the priest raised her head, the feeling disappeared, as if everything was just an illusion.
"I have already performed the Unseen Sacrifice, the Lord of Disaster does not exist. I'm afraid that the disaster that struck your tribe caused you to hallucinate." The South Sylvan priest said with a serious expression, her voice exceptionally kind: "However, Yun He and the South Sylvan have many years of friendship, so you should stay in the South Sylvan for now. Let's talk about it after you have recovered …"
"Wait, Lord of Disaster …" Before Yun Yi could finish, the South Sylvan priest interrupted him and beckoned for two warriors: "Take this warrior away, let him rest and recuperate. Don't let anything happen to him."
After Yun Yi was taken away, the South Sylvan priest's body trembled, and her old body laughed excitedly: "Jiejiejie … the heavens are truly blessing my South Sylvan!"
"Lord of Disaster!!!" The priest's old face twisted as she let out a voice filled with endless worship.
The Desolate Man Tribe was under great pressure from the demons, and the same was true for the South Sylvan Tribe. The newborn Desolate Man Tribe was getting fewer and fewer, and their prey was getting stronger and stronger. Originally, for the sake of survival, the South Sylvan Tribe would have to give up the name of the South Sylvan Tribe and join another tribe.
But this time, the South Sylvan priest saw hope.
"The sudden appearance of the demon race might have been caused by the descent of a Demon God. As long as our Southern Dike Country grabs hold of the Lord of Disaster's blessing, we can also become another demon race! No, they're stronger than the Devil Race!!! " The South Sylvan Shaman had a fanatical expression on her face. Having witnessed the truth of the Disaster Lord, she had been completely subdued by the destructive will of chaos, believing that it was the most powerful force in the world.
The excited South Country Shaman's shriveled right hand, which looked like a chicken's claw, directly broke the crutch in her hand. A wisp of black gas floated out from it and entered her body.
Yun Yi was taken away by the two warriors and directly sent to a decent residence. He felt restless and restless as he looked outside the door. The two warriors were guarding the door. Clearly, they were here to recuperate, but in reality, they were under house arrest.
"What exactly went wrong?" Yun Yi couldn't figure it out. The Disaster Lord couldn't have been an illusion. Those miserable scenes were still floating in front of them, so why didn't the South Sylvan priest believe him after using the Unseen Sacrifice?
"Wait …" Yun Yi's expression suddenly became extremely unsightly. He recalled the man who crawled out of the hole. His transformation into a monster was much faster than those corpses. Before he transformed into a monster, he had also been muttering about the Disaster Lord.
In a daze, Yun Yi felt like he had made a huge mistake.
He hurriedly rushed to the door and frantically said: "Your priest is in danger, that guy is really approaching, we can't let his name spread …"
Soon after, Yun Yi was stopped by the two warriors. Clearly, as an outsider, how could he compare to the authority of the priest in their tribe?
In the Ancestral Desolate, Negri seemed to have sensed something. His will swept up a portion of the power of sacrifice and turned it into a curse. He released it towards a certain place in the world, but it was immediately intercepted by the will of the world. He wouldn't let Negri destroy the world's order.
"I'm doing this for the sake of the world, but someone as inflexible as you wouldn't understand. Perhaps even if you understood, you wouldn't be able to stop me" Negri smiled. The will of the world that had turned into Chaos was a programmed consciousness that was born for the sake of the world's mechanism.
Within its programming, it could use the power of the entire world to advance its programming, but outside of its programming, it could only rigidly follow its programming.
Just like how Negri wanted to use the curse to erase one of the priests. This was the benefit of the world, so the will of the world used the power of the world to easily intercept Negri's curse.
In truth, if Negri hadn't wanted to replace the will of the world and triggered the will of the world to maintain its own existence, it wouldn't have targeted Negri so much. After all, most of the time, Negri's actions were to promote the world's progress.
Negri had injected a large amount of information into the sea of life. It was both a curse and a blessing, a shackle and a power.
If it was just a simple wave of information, then Willow Sacrifice's will would happily eat it and then nurture a main character that would guide the people of Willow Sacrifice's world to adapt to these changes. They would digest this wave of information and enrich the world's Dao and principles. This was the basic step that most worlds took to deal with Evil God invasions.
Most of these Evil Gods were just there to take advantage of. They would send information into the world, bewitch a group of believers, and look for opportunities to take away resources. The world's defense mechanism would restrict any actions of taking resources from the world, so most of these Evil Gods wouldn't gain anything. Instead, the information they sent would be eaten.
The difference between Negri and ordinary Evil God invasions was that he didn't just send a large amount of information into the sea of life. His will also followed this information and infected the will of the world.
Under Negri's attack, although Willow Sacrifice's will noticed that the priestess had obtained some strange knowledge and her mental state was a bit abnormal, she still couldn't escape from the world's control. The moment she showed any signs of breaking free from the world's control, the world's defense mechanism would activate to kill her, and everything she had would belong to the world.
Right now, the most important thing was to get rid of Negri's will. Even if it was just a chaotic will, it was afraid of its existence being replaced, and as long as it existed, it was afraid of its own destruction.
Because of Negri's infection, Willow Sacrifice's will, whose calculation ability was gradually running out, focused its attention on Negri. It was becoming more and more personified, and when an individual was struggling with its own existence, its personality would also slowly take shape.
Traces of abnormal energy leaped around as Negri and Willow Sacrifice's will continued to fight. Will against will, if the normally operating will of the world carefully examined the South Pole priestess's will again, it would find that she was gradually breaking free from its control.
For a world, an Evil God that hadn't achieved any Dao was actually not that scary. Unless a large number of Evil Gods attacked a world, or a loophole appeared in the world itself, an Evil God wouldn't be able to obtain any benefits.
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