Chapter 445 This Saying Is Really Good, Who Said It? (8400, First Update)

Su Zhou had a clear memory of the Tartarus of Samsara world.

In this world, Su Zhou left many memories about 'the first time'.

For example, the first time fighting against a powerful enemy of the Overlord tier, even a 'god', and he himself achieved the Overlord tier.

For another example, the first time forging his true form and using a breath that merged multiple elements.

Here, Su Zhou achieved the accomplishment of 'saving the world' for the first time, pulling the world of Tartarus out of the endless elemental cycle.

Moreover, it was here that Su Zhou encountered a 'Great Existence' inside a seal, other than Yala, for the first time in a true sense.

Su Zhou's exchange with the Lord of Silence was also the first time he understood the concept of 'Great Existence', understood why the 'Lord of Silence' was sealed, and why they believed they were right, as well as their values.

As for the 'Great Dao Tree' of the Divine Wood world, although theoretically it was the first, Su Zhou was too weak at that time, so in essence, that time was just Yala communicating with the Great Dao Tree, and he didn't actually have personal contact with that Great Existence.

On the contrary, in the Samsara world, because of the opening of a new era, the Lord of Silence noticed him, and even took the initiative to descend to meet him... In other words, the Lord of Silence was indeed the second Great Existence to be optimistic about him after Yala—and to a very high degree, otherwise, he wouldn't have done something like trying to poach Yala's corner.

"Hmph."

Thinking of this, Su Zhou heard a cold snort from Yala in his ear, he chuckled lightly, and felt a little emotional in his heart: "Speaking of which, at that time, my true form didn't even have wings, and even the design of the spiritual power organs in my body could barely form a simple turret."

"If Elias hadn't used the power of the elemental array, I would have undoubtedly lost that battle."

Recalling the past, the young man couldn't help but smile slightly, and the scene of joining hands with Elias to severely injure the Water God appeared in his mind.

And in the end, the two of them joined forces with the Wind God, and the three of them went to the bottom of the World Labyrinth together, working together to find the Elemental Core, create the Heart of Four Elements, recreate a new era, and shape the world as it is today.

At this time, Su Zhou could see Aimon paying his respects to him.

This gray-haired priest braved the storm and the raging waves, and persisted in the raging waves for several hours, just to see him, which can be said to be very pious. And judging from his expression, Aimon is not the kind of purely fanatical believer, he still has reason, and he has some doubts about himself in his heart.

"Perhaps it's a good choice to let such a person lead me to understand this world."

Thinking this way, Su Zhou turned his head and looked around the world.

Now, the dark clouds above the Joyful Sea have dissipated, and the sea is calm, as smooth as a mirror. The blue sea reflects the shadow of the sky, and the air is full of the freshness of the rain and the smell of the sea breeze.

——Ah, this light! Ah, this water! Ah! This cloud and sea!

Even the Earth after the spiritual energy revival cannot compare with this kind of blue sea and clear air. After all, environmental pollution is not something that can be restored immediately by the spiritual energy revival.

"It's so beautiful, it's worthy of being the new world I created!"

Although he boasted to himself in his heart, Su Zhou still smiled calmly on the surface.

"Go, my apostle."

He said to Aimon like this, his spiritual power vibrated, and at the same time he spoke in the spiritual world and the present world, making the voice seem to come from a distant place, with heavy echoes: "Don't make a publicity, keep quiet."

"Then, show me what this new era looks like."

"Yes, this is my honor!"

Hearing Su Zhou's instructions, Aimon immediately responded with great excitement. At this moment, the tall, middle-aged priest's heart was filled with supreme glory.

Even now, Aimon still couldn't believe that his exploration of the place where the gods descended had actually allowed him to meet the Lord after the gods descended!

You must know that he originally just wanted to come here to feel a little sacred aura in the place where the gods descended, and by the way, pray to see if he could get closer to the gods.

Although the Lord did not descend in the common dragon form, but appeared in the image of a somewhat unfamiliar black-haired youth, but feeling the sacredness emanating from in front of him, the aura that was the same as what he felt when he prayed and used divine arts in the past, and the throbbing in his blood... How could this be fake?

It couldn't be more real.

Now, Aimon can be 100% sure that this sea area will become the sacred prayer place of the Lord of Judgment in the future, just like the 'High Tower of Holy Fire' where the Lord of Fire descended last time. In the future, it will be full of Judgment believers who come to pray and praise, and even the Twilight City will become a holy city.

"—But, is this true? Is the one in front of me the real Lord of Judgment, my God?"

But for some reason, such doubts suddenly rose in Aimon's heart.

But soon, this ethereal doubt was suppressed, and it was regarded as a reaction of instinctively disbelieving the facts because he was too surprised.

After all, whether it was the great power that calmed the storm and calmed the tide in an instant, or the magical power that allowed him to walk in the sea, they were all undeniable miracles.

Who else could the existence in front of him be besides the Lord?

"But... how should I go back?"

After suppressing the excitement and a trace of confusion in his heart, Aimon, who began to think about reality, raised his head, and after looking around, he couldn't help but feel troubled.

It can be seen that the elemental boat he had driven before had stopped, and was now floating quietly on the sea, like a fallen leaf on the river.

But without the gray-haired priest having to check it himself, he could tell at a glance that this boat was no longer usable—the elemental furnace had been running at high load for a long time, and it would be fine if it continued to run, but after it stopped cooling down, the furnace core could no longer be operated.

Could it be that he not only had to let the Lord share such a small boat with him, but also had to row the paddle himself and row back to Twilight City?

Disrespect, this is great disrespect!

"I see."

Su Zhou naturally noticed the tangle in Aimon's heart at this time, he didn't even need the Mind of No Thought to understand what the other party was worried about.

Immediately, the young man shook his head, and then a large amount of fine mist-like lan seeds emerged from behind him, turning into a green cloud, and then quickly formed a rocket-like structure, wrapping himself and Aimon in it.

Since Su Zhou advanced to Overlord, with the Heavenly Soul Throne, all his magical powers have gone a step further, and so is the lan seed—now Su Zhou's lan seed is not only smaller in volume, but the number of lan seeds he can control has also increased tenfold, and the rocket structure that used to take several seconds to construct can now be generated in a single thought.

Of course, it may also be a matter of practice makes perfect. After all, rockets are also one of the representative concepts of Zhuzhou, which is a universal truth verified by many world myths.

And for Aimon, in an instant, the green divine light enveloped him, and in the next instant, as a sonic boom cloud exploded, he realized that the surrounding sea scenery was flying backwards, and he was rapidly flying towards the coast.

"So, so fast! Is this the power of the Lord?!" He couldn't help but exclaim.

——Of course, more than half of it is imitating the power of science, it is the power of rockets.

Aimon didn't know that Su Zhou could hear his inner voice, and would even complain.

The priest heard the voice from the Lord in the light wrapped in lan seeds.

"Aimon, tell me, what are the recent situations of the Lord of Fire and the Lord of Wind, and to what extent has this world generally developed."

"According to your will."

Aimon was not at all surprised that Su Zhou knew his name—it would be strange if the Lord didn't know the name of his believers.

But precisely because of this, the gray-haired priest was a little strange.

Why would the Lord, who theoretically knows everything, ask himself these questions?

After all, he has worked in the sanctuary for decades, and he is very familiar with the work of both the defender and the adjudicator. He is meticulous and very good at finding logical loopholes—aren't the Lords together in the God Realm?

Or is it that the Lord doesn't actually know the situation in the world?

But if that's the case, how can the Lord descend miracles and punish and judge all those who violate the oath?

Aimon's heart suddenly rose with a trace of doubt again—but soon, he couldn't help but mutter to himself in a low voice, repeating the holy words in the covenant.

"Only by questioning will we not forget. Questioning is an instinct, it is painful, and it is also the most powerful means to maintain memory."

"We must always have a questioning heart, so that we will not forget the path of justice."

After muttering to himself, the priest suddenly had a look of enlightenment: "So that's it, this is the Lord's test for me, the Lord wants to examine my understanding of this world!"

He looked at Su Zhou, his expression suddenly became more pious: "I actually forgot the holy words of the Lord of Judgment in the covenant, no wonder the Lord would use this method to remind me of my immaturity."

Su Zhou: "?"

——This saying is really good, who said it?

——Ah, it was me, then it's fine.

Suppressing these words back into his heart, although he couldn't help but complain in his heart, Su Zhou had to admit that the principles expounded in the 'Holy Words of the Lord of Judgment' in the covenant of this world were really in line with his thoughts.

"These people have a pretty good grasp of my personality. If I didn't know that I didn't say it, I might have really believed it."

In short, after a round of suspicion and self-justification, Aimon, who regained his confidence, frankly stated everything he knew to Su Zhou.

Because he defaulted that his God knew everything, the priest did not say those trivial things, but started from some major events.

"Since the opening of the new era and the confirmation of the Elemental Calendar, the Lords have gradually reduced the number of times they descended. Even the Lord of Fire only descended once in the high tower of the Holy Fire City during the centenary of the Elemental Calendar."

"After that, the Lord of Fire descended several times, but he did not make a big show. He only briefly appeared in some places several times. The sanctuary cannot guarantee the truth of this matter, but at least miracles have occurred in those places, and there are still memorial halls today."

"And the Lord of Wind and most of the Wind Folk are on the new continent opposite the Joyful Sea. However, I am ashamed to say that because there are a large number of pirates and rebels blocking us, we don't know much about it... But I think it should be the same as the Lord of Fire."

Speaking of this, Aimon raised his head nervously, he looked at Su Zhou, and bowed slightly: "Lord, although your miracles used to be frequent, this is the first time you have descended. The sanctuary must not be ready to welcome you... Please don't blame us."

"Why worry?"

Su Zhou responded lightly: "I have not issued a divine decree, how can you predict the future?"

And because his tone was learned from Elias, so for Aimon, a man of later generations, it was indeed the tone of the ancient gods, and he felt even more respect in his heart.

Afterwards, Aimon said some major events in the Elemental Calendar, and some important contents in the covenant, such as how the Fire Folk of the past opened up various parts of the continent and built major cities and strongholds.

But soon, at Su Zhou's suggestion, he stopped talking.

Because in just a few minutes, the lan seed rocket crossed a long distance and arrived at the coastal area—Su Zhou could already see the coastline of the continent, as well as the cities and towns built along the coast.

"Interesting, did the Wind God separate from Elias and take his people to the new continent after I left?"

The young man thought in his heart: "That's right, although he looks like a human, his essence is a mimic insect, and most of the Wind Folk are also insect people. Living with those humans under Elias is indeed a bit of a hassle."

"Instead of waiting for the conflicts to happen and then leaving with hatred, it's better to separate at the beginning, so that both sides can at least have the friendship of fighting together."

——But what's going on with the mixed blood of the Fire Folk and the Wind Folk? Not to mention reproductive isolation, why are there Fire Folk who can attack insect people?

Or is it that the Wind Folk attacked humans?

Just thinking about it, Su Zhou's mind was filled with a lot of unsightly content, which made him shake his head in his heart...

But thinking about it carefully, if the Wind Folk can mimic like the Wind God, it doesn't seem unacceptable? Although it's just imitation, at least the body looks like a human.

"After all, they are humans, even paper people are acceptable, so it's probably not surprising that they can accept mimic insect people."

In short, apart from these strange feelings, Su Zhou's heart was mostly gratified.

More than 300 years have passed since the Elemental Calendar. If you count the time before the Elemental Calendar, it may be even longer.

The relative time speed of the Samsara world is even faster than that of the Divine Wood world... And for more than 300 years, whether it is Elias or the Wind God, they are still alive, and even being praised as gods, which is much better than the Divine Wood world.

At least, the people Su Zhou knew did not die, unlike in the Divine Wood world, when he went back, only Zhou Buyi was still alive, and everyone else had disappeared in time.

Even he doesn't want to see parting all the time.

At this moment, Twilight City could already be seen. Just as he was about to approach the coast, Su Zhou dissolved the lan seed rocket.

He did not intend to be high-profile and contact the current Samsara world civilization as a god. Su Zhou also told this to Aimon.

He knew very well that there should be some kind of derivative of his own existence in this world. Although they can be called one, and even karma and wish power can be inherited from each other, like Yala and the Initial Dragon, they are essentially different existences.

If chaos is triggered for this reason, it is not a good thing for the ordinary people of this world.

"Moreover, investigating the faith problem from the bottom level is closer to the truth—there is no right to speak without investigation. If I don't figure out the faith problem of this world, I will have no way to cut off the shackles of wish power on me."

Thinking this way, Su Zhou took Aimon and quietly turned into an inconspicuous streamer, flying towards an uninhabited coast on the side of Twilight City.

Elemental Calendar, 307, June 23, morning.

Twilight City Port.

A dark and dense crowd of people was gathering here. At the dock, ships returned from afar from time to time, and the sailors who had been through storms and were soaked all over would be surrounded by many excited people as soon as they disembarked.

"Old Frank, what happened just now?! Why did those dark clouds suddenly dissipate?"

"Yes, wasn't there a storm before? We saw it clearly at the dock, but as a result, in an instant, the rain stopped and the clouds dissipated!"

"Did you arrive at the place where the gods descended? Was that a miracle just now?!"

As long as the sailors on each ship disembarked, they would be surrounded by ten times their enthusiastic crowd, and then asked many questions by their fellow villagers and acquaintances.

"Glory to the Lords!"

The captain who took the lead in disembarking seemed to have already figured out how to answer these questions. He first put his hands together and solemnly recited a prayer.

Immediately, the entire dock became quiet, and everyone put their hands together and repeated in unison: "Glory to the Lords!"

Then, the captain slowly answered the questions with a hint of excitement and regret: "I'm sorry, folks, we didn't get close to the place where the gods descended. The wind and waves were too big before. Even the largest sailing ship couldn't move forward, and it was likely to be overturned in the sea by the big waves."

Recalling the storm at that time, the old sailor, who was obviously very prestigious, said with a slightly terrified but more pious expression and tone: "At that time, the 'White Fish' was already flooded—look, there, there is a missing piece, and the flooding was very serious at that time. We had to give up continuing to move forward and start to return."

"But even so, because the wind and waves were too big, we couldn't even plug the gap. Even if we chose to return, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to make it back to the port."

"But just when we were about to despair, suddenly, the sky cleared up, and the waves calmed down in an instant. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I and the good lads on the ship drained most of the water and repaired the gap, and returned to Twilight Port intact, just like a miracle."

"No, it's a miracle!"

Saying this, the captain looked pious, he shook his beard soaked in sea water, and said in a fanatical tone: "There is no doubt that we can return safely, all thanks to the Lord of Judgment! There are indeed miracles in the place where the gods descended, but it is a pity that we really couldn't arrive at the first time."

"It's a pity, that storm was definitely the Lord's test for us, but it's a pity that we didn't persevere, otherwise we might have been able to obtain the Lord's blessing!"

"Yes, it's a pity!" Most of the people listening to his words believed it, and they showed regretful expressions.

After all, in the Holy Fire Kingdom, almost no one would lie, let alone lie on matters related to the gods? In addition to this captain, other returning sailors and captains also said similar things, adding credibility to each other.

At the edge of the crowd, in an inconspicuous corner, the gray-haired priest Aimon listened to the regretful and self-blaming voices of the returning sailors, and couldn't help but feel proud.

After all, only he persisted until the end and finally met the God! There is no doubt that this is enough to prove his piety, which is the world's number one!

Behind Aimon, hiding his presence, Su Zhou, who subconsciously ignored himself through the powerful soul power, was a little puzzled in his heart.

"That storm was indeed a bit strange."

Unlike what everyone imagined, the sudden storm was really not Su Zhou's trial to test others.

Think about it carefully, when would Su Zhou put ordinary people in danger because of trivial things like 'trials'?

When he was still thinking on the sea about how to find a suitable person to take him into the local city and slowly understand the faith situation of this world, the sea storm appeared on its own.

"After all, it's summer now, it's not surprising to have storms and typhoons in summer, it should just be natural changes in the weather—but even so, that storm was a bit too big. If I hadn't happened to catch up, if it continued to grow, the coastal cities would probably be damaged."

Thinking of this, Su Zhou looked at the dense crowd at the dock, and hundreds of ships of various sizes that had previously gone to sea, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional: "I didn't expect that the shipping industry in this world is so developed—if it is attacked, the damage will definitely be very serious."

As for whether it is possible that the storm was not a natural phenomenon... Su Zhou could not completely guarantee it. After all, there are gods in the Samsara world. If a Overlord-level powerhouse wants to secretly influence the world's weather, then it is not impossible.

What's more...

Thinking of this, Su Zhou couldn't help but recall the 'Soul of Water' that he had put in the sea at the beginning of the opening of the era: "I don't know if these people have discovered the Soul of Water—I left a lot of clues back then, just to give them the motivation to explore the sea, instead of being stuck on the land."

"If someone gets the Soul of Water, then with his power, let alone creating a storm, even creating a tsunami is not difficult."

Related thoughts did not last long.

Soon, Su Zhou's attention was attracted by Aimon's words.

"My Lord, please look."

Holding a huge iron-skinned covenant, the gray-haired priest reached out his hand to point to the crowd, and he proudly showed Su Zhou: "These on the port are your most pious people—they all have the thickest blood of judgment and are your most loyal believers!"

"Oh?"

Drawing his thoughts from his memories, Su Zhou concentrated again and looked at the bustling crowd at the dock.

Indeed, Aimon was not wrong.

The humans in the Samsara world are essentially no different from the humans on Earth, and are the result of information disturbance... But the current Fire Folk are different.

Because at the end of the old era, in order to make all humans able to adapt to the elemental decline and the end-of-world environment, Su Zhou used his blood to refine a bloodline alchemy potion and gave it to all the residents of Nesser City at that time, making them dragon descendants with immortal scales.

This matter in mythology is obviously evolved into the mythical story of 'the Lord bestowing the blood of judgment on all beings'.

And now, hundreds of years later, most of the bloodlines infused with dragon blood potions have declined. After all, the blood of potions can only be maintained for one generation at most. Otherwise, just drinking a potion can be passed down from generation to generation, and the Dragon Blood Warlock would not be so rare.

But now, a small number of people still retain some traces of dragon blood.

Su Zhou could see that many of the most enthusiastic people at the dock did have obvious traces of white dragon scales, and the wish power on them was also the strongest, and they were indeed his most loyal believers.

Even... In addition to this, Su Zhou also sensed a trace of 'blood connection'!

"Weird!"

At the moment when he felt the trace of blood connection, Su Zhou couldn't help but say "fuck" in his heart, and almost changed his face and collapsed his personality in front of Aimon.

Because, for him, the source of the bloodline, these Fire Folk who hold a little immortal dragon blood, one by one, gave him a feeling of 'descendants'.

No, even stronger than descendants... After all, hundreds of years have passed, and the family bloodline must have been very thin after generations of intermarriage with outsiders, but Su Zhou's blood is not the case, because everyone essentially holds a part of dragon blood, but it is a question of whether it is visible or invisible, so after generations of reproduction, the blood concentration on the Fire Folk is still the same as in the past.

Even, a part of it is more concentrated because of the return to the ancestors!

What is this feeling?

This is the feeling of suddenly discovering that the so-called 'people' are actually 'people'!

"This, I didn't expect that I would have such a day!"

At this time, Su Zhou's heart was simply extremely tangled, he felt that he had become the Ice Silver Elder of the Ice Fox clan, obviously only in his twenties, but found that his great-granddaughter already had one...

No, he is even worse than Ice Silver! Because he is not only not married yet, but the Fire Folk have been breeding for hundreds of years, and the seniority can't be calculated even with great-great-grandfathers!

And at this moment, Su Zhou also sensed that the wish power transmitted from heaven and earth was becoming more and more intense.

Just the nearly a thousand people at this port provided a very considerable wish power that converged towards his personal space, causing the wish power chain wrapped around the personal space to vibrate slightly, becoming thicker and stronger.

"It seems that the longer I stay in this world, the deeper the connection of wish power will be? Then I really have to deal with this matter as soon as possible, otherwise I will have to give up my personal space."

Confirming this, although Su Zhou had a trace of worry in his heart, a smile still appeared on his face.

He looked at Aimon and said calmly: "Very well, I am very pleased to see that the Fire Folk are still so pious."

"Continue, Aimon, continue to show me around."

Seeing the smile on Su Zhou's face, Aimon was also very happy—this proved that the Lord of Judgment was very satisfied with this world, and the Lord's approval was undoubtedly the greatest praise for the believers.

The priest bowed slightly, he suppressed his joy, and said in as steady a voice as possible: "Yes, my Lord, please allow me to take you to visit the pride of the Fire Folk on the east coast, the largest port city of the Holy Fire Kingdom, Twilight City!"

……

Far East, deep in the Joyful Sea.

Unnamed pirate, in a deep cave.

"...Are you saying that the typhoon that should have attacked Twilight City had just formed and then dissipated naturally?!"

In a dark and lightless large sea island cave, a sailing pirate ship emitting a light blue shimmer was parked in it. The ship is about seventy meters long, and even with the use of magic technology, it is unusually huge. Its armor is covered with various runes, and even the deck has several magic circles that are constantly rotating and glowing.

At the bow and stern, blue magic crystals are inlaid into rings. They form a huge cycle based on the magic circle, automatically absorbing the free energy in the surrounding world to provide energy for the entire magic ship.

If there were a judging priest familiar with pirates here, he would be able to recognize instantly that this ship is the seat of one of the great pirates traversing the seven seas, 'Gloom' Arber's seat, the magic ship 'Deep Diver'!

"What a joke?!"

Now, on the Deep Diver, a low and angry male voice was echoing: "Not to mention other people, just us, have been following your instructions, collecting more than thirty fragments of the Source Water Soul, and spent several years hunting thousands of giant sea beasts to gather the basic materials for the ritual—and you tell me that it just started and then dissipated naturally?!"

Captain Arber's voice was full of anger and incomprehension, as if he was questioning some existence on the other end, but he still maintained basic sanity.

But suddenly, his tone suddenly rose: "God descent?! How can there be a God descent?!"

The sea island cave is not wide, and hiding a large pirate ship like the Deep Diver is already narrow enough. Arber's voice rumbled in the cave, even collapsing a few rocks. This signal immediately lowered his voice, so that it sounded a little gnashing: "The last time the Lord of Fire descended was more than a hundred years ago. We have intelligence that the Lord of Fire has not issued a divine decree for decades. He is asleep!"

But soon, his tone quickly became cold, even with a hint of fear: "...Lord of Judgment?"

Then, there was a long silence.

And in this silent silence, one could faintly hear the extremely weak chuckle coming from the communication magic circle from a distant place.

"The great pirate who is trying to become a god is afraid when he hears the name of the god?"

"...Don't use provocation, it's useless."

Breathing out a long breath, 'Gloom' Arber glared at the sailors on the ship who were trembling and suspended their work because they heard his roar. The red-haired and red-bearded great pirate with a cold and ferocious face snorted coldly at the communication magic circle and said: "If I am not afraid of the Lord's punishment, how would I betray the oath, escape from the land, and come to this sea?"

"If I am not afraid of the Lord's power, how would we cooperate with a monster of unknown origin like you, just to get a chance for freedom?"

Speaking of this, the man who simply admitted his fear said word by word in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me what's going on!"

"...We don't know either."

Faced with Arber's solemn questioning, the voice on the other end of the magic circle also paused for a moment before slowly saying: "But at least according to our source of information, that should be a miracle that is too coincidental. The Lord of Judgment must still be asleep and will not wake up unless stimulated."

"However, Arber, it doesn't matter if your ritual fails. The 'changing weather' rituals in other parts of the Holy Fire Continent and even the new continent have been completed. It would be good if you can succeed, but it doesn't matter if you don't succeed, it doesn't affect our plan."

After saying these rather sarcastic words, the voice on the other end of the communication magic circle ended the call, leaving Arber standing silently in place.

His expression seemed uncertain under the blue magic light of the Deep Diver.

"Everyone else has succeeded, but I failed... Then how can I be embarrassed to compete for that opportunity?"

The great pirate's red beard trembled, and his face gradually became ferocious: "Is the Lord of Judgment still asleep... At least their information has never been wrong before."

Then, Arber made up his mind and looked up at the distant east coast of the continent.

"I have to go and see what happened in Twilight City that caused my ritual to fail."