Dusk came late, and the egg yolk-like light smeared back and forth on the walls of the church. Painting the white-gray wall with a strong golden color. That was the light of the gold coin! The priest who had returned from town had this incomparably strong thought in his heart, especially when he touched the severely shrunken purse. There was no time to repair the church, and the rubble that had collapsed caused the church to lean to one side. In this way, even if it suddenly collapsed in the middle of the night, it would not be surprising. Miro seriously considered whether he should spend the night in the dirty, mosquito-filled hotel in the town tonight.
But when he thought of Archimedes in the church, he would have to pay double the cost of accommodation. Miro gritted his teeth and crawled into the crumbling church. As for whether the church would collapse or not, it was up to God to decide.
"Hey, Milo. You're finally back. For the sake of your God, I'm starving to death. Can you give me some food? " A brazen man in the church was waving his bear-like arm, making Miro wish he could let the statue of Jesus fall down so that he could smash this bastard to death.
However, the final outcome would definitely be that the statue would be destroyed by Archimedes, and Miro would have to pay an additional repair fee, so the priest only thought about it in his mind.
"Food?" Miro snorted, "The bottle of wine you drank in the afternoon can at least be exchanged for a sumptuous dinner. Now, I have two pieces of black bread here. Do you want them? "
Black bread was the bread that the bakery had roasted during the barbecue. They were not delicious, but they could still fill the stomach and were cheap. Miro was now so poor that he did buy some black bread for dinner tonight when he returned. Of course, he didn't buy Archimedes' share. In any case, that man had never been happy without meat. Presumably, black bread wouldn't enter his eyes. Besides, even if Archimedes starved to death, it would have nothing to do with him, Miro.
"Black bread?" Archimedes shook his head and said, "Miro, you're not doing well as a priest. You can't even afford meat."
"Isn't that all thanks to you!" Miro said crazily.
"That's true. Forget it then. Black bread is black bread. I'll just eat some. "
Miro suddenly felt that he had underestimated the rascal of the man in front of him.
He sighed and could only share some of the bread he had bought with the bastard in front of him.
"Hey, Milo. You won't be able to eat so much with your small stature. Why don't you give it all to me? "
"Archimedes, I want to duel you!"
"Are you crazy, Milo?"
Miro's meaningless shouts rang out in the church, causing the passersby to guess what had happened to the priest today. In their impression, Milo had always been a rascal who rarely lost control like this. But what they didn't know was that what a scoundrel feared the most was an even bigger scoundrel!
"The path of burning blood … is actually the cursed fate of our race."
After dinner, Archimedes's injuries seemed to have improved a lot, and he was also in high spirits. Miro was trying to save the statue from the rubble when he suddenly heard Archimedes talking to himself. The priest looked at the man. "Didn't you tell me not to ask about the way?"
"Yes, but if I say it voluntarily, it's another matter."
Miro shook his head, no longer wanting to judge this man's two standards of conduct. He muttered, "You don't want to say it."
"Wait!" Miro suddenly caught a word. "You said race? Damn it, don't tell me you're not human? "
Archimedes spread out his hands and smiled. His smile was as honest as a harmless bear. "Dear friend, did I tell you that I'm human?"
"At best, we just look a little alike."
Miro put down the statue and stared dumbfoundedly at this man who was on credit, drunk, rogue, and brutal. Although he wasn't a good guy, Miro had never thought that this bastard wasn't human.
Aliens were no longer unfamiliar terms to people nowadays. The start of high-level wars and the appearance of chaotic battlefields had long since made people know that there were other intelligent life forms outside the universe. Moreover, there were traces of alien activity in Babylon, the city of the sky, or on the surface of the earth. However, Miro had never thought that one day he would know an alien.
However, Archimedes should be the worst of the aliens, Miro thought viciously.
"If you look at me like a monster again, I'll dig out your eyes. Human eyes seem to taste pretty good. "Archimedes said gloomily.
Miro screamed, and then he saw Archimedes pointing at him and laughing. As a result, because his movements were too big, the wound split open, and his face suddenly turned deathly pale. Miro knew that he had been tricked by this bastard again, and his teeth itched with hatred.
"Our race has quite a few brothers and sisters in every generation. When the path of burning blood opens, we have to kill each other. Only the strongest would be able to survive. This was a path of self-improvement. The one who survives will transform into the most powerful life form. Damn it, I thought that by running to the edge of the Milky Way, I wouldn't be entangled with those bastards, but in the end, I was still targeted by one of them. "Archimedes shook his head and said gloomily.
Miro couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked, "What will happen if you transform into the strongest one? Will you become very rich? "
Archimedes slapped his forehead and said, "Miro, can you have anything else besides money?"
He put down his hand and his eyes suddenly became deep. "If we become the victors of the Burning Blood Path, we will become supreme existences. Even the life and death of the universe are between our thoughts. Our race is known as the God of Creation and Destruction in the civilizations of many planets. "
"God? Are you gods? "Miro laughed until tears came out of his eyes. He patted the statue of Jesus and said, "Could it be that you are an omnipotent Lord like God? That's impossible, Archimedes. That's the biggest joke you've ever told. "
"Do you really think so?" Archimedes's gaze was distant, as if he could see the starry sky of the universe from there. "Perhaps your God is from another civilization like us, a higher dimension life form. However, your civilization was too backward at that time. In front of the methods he displayed, you were like a group of uncivilized monkeys. In that case, if you worship it as a miracle, then life can also be called a god, right? "
Miro suddenly felt that he couldn't laugh. He shook his head and said, "I feel like you're playing with me again, but Archimedes. If it's true, why don't you just beat all the competitors? Why do you look so distressed? "
"You don't understand. Too much power will make you ignore everything around you. Just like how humans don't pay attention to the kingdom of ants, they don't understand that if you accidentally step on it, it will be a disaster for the world of ants. " Archimedes revealed his white teeth. "If I become the victor of the Burning Blood Path, then you and even the intelligent life of other planets will be a group of ants to me. Even the stronger ones were just rats. Perhaps if I'm in a bad mood, I'll casually destroy you. Do you think that would be very pleasant? No, no, my friend. I like it better now, teasing you once in a while and having wine to drink. As long as I go on a mission, I can fill my stomach. Even though it's ordinary, I always feel like there's something I can't finish every day. "
"Only such a day is meaningful."
Miro stared blankly at Archimedes. The man's rough face gradually overlapped with Allen in front of him. The priest came back to his senses and shook his head, "In the end, your father is a lazy, unambitious fellow. Although that fellow is a rogue and a bastard, he is full of humanity. He is more human than we are. To be honest, that kind of Archimedes is sometimes quite reassuring. "
Allen was still recalling every word the priest had said, especially Archimedes' own admission that he was not human. Although Allen was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.
"How long ago was that?"
Miro thought for a moment and said, "It's been a long time. At least, it was before Archimedes met your mother."
Allen said abruptly, "It's been so long. It's hard for the priest to remember it so clearly."
"You don't understand. That bastard owes me a lot of money. And before he disappeared, he still owed me more than three thousand yuan! "Miro said with a face full of resentment, as if he couldn't bear to recall the past.
Allen laughed. He stood up and patted the priest, "I will pay you back what he owes you. I'm different from him. "
"Of course, Young Master Allen is much more generous than your heartless father. Fortunately, you're not like Archimedes at all." Miro said with a smile.
"Let's do this for now. If you do well in the Church, you won't be treated unfairly. And look, when you become the Pope, you'll probably be able to sleep on the gold coin. "
Miro said with a yearning expression, "I really hope that day will come soon."
Allen shook his head and left the church.
The sun outside the church was still shining brightly, but the youth's face was somewhat solemn. Every time he got to know that man better, Allen would discover that his so-called understanding was only the tip of the iceberg. Archimedes was like hiding in a heavy fog. He had too many secrets to count. Just like this time, he learned from the priest that he was not a human, so what exactly was his race?
In other words, what kind of race would be crowned with the name of the God of Creation and Destruction?
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