Just as Huai Shi was about to burst into laughter …
The Ivory Tower, the old campus. Amidst the layers of blockades, under the glorious array, a familiar figure slowly appeared and looked up.
An old man with waist-length white hair was wearing a black formal suit and handmade leather shoes. His cufflinks and tie were meticulous.
Russell!
"It's not too late to stop now, Woodman."
Russell's phantom flicked the ash from his cigarette and stared at his opponents in front of him. He smiled mockingly, "Otherwise, you'll die a horrible death —"
"You want to fool me with that illusion, Russell?"
Woodman sneered and shook his head, exposing his disguise, "I'm not so bad as to mistake you for everything. You're playing the empty fort strategy. You've got the wrong place!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand. The silent Heretic King stepped forward and punched!
After destroying the remnant illusion cleanly, Kieran's attack landed on the tremors in front of him without holding back, causing the tree-like Veins Village to break apart. Countless books fell from the sky and cracks appeared on the covers of the books.
Woodman had already reached out and grabbed the ancient book that was slowly falling from the sky. His hands were trembling with excitement, and his eyes were almost glowing.
But soon, the ancient book in his hand … began to shrink.
Its thickness was rapidly becoming thinner.
In the end, it became a broken book full of cracks.
Woodman's smile gradually stiffened.
It was the spirit of the Deacon that had signed a contract with Russell back then …
"Confession"!
In that instant, the cover of the book in Woodman's hand slowly opened. What poured out was the grief and frustration that had accumulated for seventy years.
Eternal pain, an irreparable mistake, an unbearable loss, and an unacceptable result.
It was an emotion called "Repentance".
— as well as the terrifying light that threatened to destroy itself and the world along with it!
The huge old campus trembled violently in an instant.
The surging tide boiled, the dark clouds in the sky shattered, and everything collapsed inwards with a loud bang!
The self-destruction mechanism that had been set up seventy years ago was instantly activated. Thus, a huge amount of Source Substance turned into the light of destruction. Under the command of "Repentance", everything wailed silently.
Evaporation!
In the blink of an eye, the grand and gloomy old campus rapidly shrank into a singularity of nothingness!
Whether it was Woodman's phantoms or the elites of Golden Dawn, they were all swallowed up and disappeared.
But soon after, the small singularity let out a loud sound. It slowly expanded with great difficulty and was forcefully pushed open from the inside … A badly damaged figure fell out from it and tumbled back to the floor of the ivory tower. He coughed out golden-red blood.
The dignified body that used to look like it was carved out of gold was now covered in cracks.
King of Heretics!
The expert who used to be insufferably arrogant had now lost both his legs, one of his eyes, and even half of his body … He was severely injured!
"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
Russell laughed. Ignoring the staff in the fast food restaurant who were looking at him like he was an idiot, he grinned at the phantom in the window. "How does it feel to be smart, Woodman?"
Woodman's face, somber and smiling, had disappeared.
It was replaced by spasms and distortions.
They were as ugly as evil spirits.
"Russell!"
Ignoring the fact that he was an illusory phantom, he reached out to grab the old bastard's collar and roared uncontrollably, "Where is the Book of Destiny! Where did the Book of Destiny go! "
"Oh, are you talking about this?"
Russell raised his right hand. In his palm, an ancient book appeared again, exuding a real and dignified aura.
"Do you want it?" He smiled and handed the book over. "For you."
Woodman stiffened in disbelief.
But right after that, Russell opened his hands and took out one book after another, then another, then another …
They were all the Books of Destiny!
In the end, a small mountain of Books of Destiny were stacked together and placed on the table. He pushed it towards Woodman. "You should have said so earlier. If you wanted it, I would have given it to you.
After all, you can have as many of these things as you want. Why go through so much trouble? "
"You … you …"
Woodman couldn't understand. He looked at him blankly and then looked at the pile of Books of Destiny on the table. The phantom almost shattered. "Why? This … I … "
"It's all fake anyway. It doesn't matter."
Russell waved his hand without a care. He exposed the truth so openly and happily.
"After all, it's been fake since seventy years ago. If I knew you wanted it, I could have given each of you Golden Dawn a book … Then, everyone would be orthodox Celestial genealogy. Wouldn't that be perfect?!
This thing is standard on our side. Huai Shi, Huai Shi, do you hear me? Why don't you take out your book and let the seniors take a look? "
On the snowy plains, Huai Shi shrugged helplessly. He raised his hand and opened his Book of Destiny in front of Woodman, admiring his dumbfounded expression.
He handed the book over.
"Here, do you want it?" he said. "Here you go …"
Woodman's expression twitched violently. His eyes had already turned scarlet. He roared and roared. Without caring about his manners, the phantom waved his hand and violently tried to knock away the book in Huai Shi's hand.
It passed through.
Huai Shi was embarrassed.
"You didn't want this."
He said seriously, "You can't blame me for not giving it to you."
"How long do you want to f * cking lie to me with this piece of junk!"
Woodman roared. "Russell, where is the Book of Destiny!"
"How would I know about that kind of thing?"
Russell flicked the ash from his cigarette and said indifferently, "Whoever wants to pick it up can pick it up. Anyway, I'm not interested … I threw it away long ago!"
"Impossible!!!"
Woodman denied. "Then what was placed in the Ivory Tower for seventy years?! I can clearly feel it! I can feel it! How could it be a fake! "
How could a fake fool the entire world for seventy years?!
Whether it was Golden Dawn, Celestial genealogy members, or even the Directorate and the Continuation Academy, they had all used various methods to verify the authenticity of the Book of Destiny!
How could it be a fake?
Luo Su whistled and looked at his nimble fingers. He sighed. "Well, it's all thanks to my superb forging skills … Oh right, do you still remember what level I was at when Heavenly State fell?"
Woodman was stunned.
He recalled carefully.
When Heavenly State fell, Russell seemed to be … still a level four.
Such a sudden and drastic change, if it wasn't for Russell finding the Book of Destiny at the critical moment and advancing to level five, forcibly stabilizing the situation in the Ivory Tower and preserving some vitality for Celestial genealogy, everyone might not have been able to survive today.
But …
"Let me tell you another secret."
Russell leaned close to his ear and whispered softly, "Actually, including my 'advancement' back then, it was all fake."
"…"
Woodman's expression twitched. It was not only ferocious but also dull. His eyes stared at the man in front of him, as if he wanted to devour him.
"To be precise, it should be said that from the beginning, the entire truth wasn't announced to the public."
Russell whistled, beaming with joy. "As everyone knows, the apex of the Twilight Road is Heimdall, who represents military power and control, and Mimir, who represents strategy and wisdom …
Actually, this itself is a cover, an illusion used to hide the truth.
Because once the truth is revealed, everyone will be afraid and isolated. Instead, it's better to hide it and let the students and disciples know … "
Thus, full of anticipation and mischief, Russell smiled and leaned close to Woodman's face, carefully scrutinizing his appearance.
"Guess what the real name of 'Mimir' is?"
Now that things have come to this, what else could it be?
Isn't 'strategy' a synonym for 'conspiracy'?
Wasn't 'Wisdom' and 'Trickery' the twin brother of the same body?
'Truth'? Is it so different from 'lies'?
Mimir?
There's no need for such a glorious name!
Because this is the embodiment of evil in the Norse gods, the symbol of the dark side of war, the essence of human malice and lies, and the master of all illusions and falsehoods.
Not only does it have to toy with the opponent, but it also has to deceive, use, and control its own people!
At that moment, a hoarse voice came out of Woodman's mouth. He finally understood the truth that had been hidden for countless years and was furious.
"Loki!"
“YES!”
“YES!!”
“YES!!!”
The master of fire and lies nodded vigorously, widening his eyes, clenching his fists and shouting excitedly, "How is it? Isn't it interesting? Isn't it fun?
Aiya, even if Katja disdains me to no end, the feeling of having everyone run around in circles with a single lie is so satisfying that I can't stop! "
"Thank you, Woodman!"
He offered a grateful smile, almost shedding tears. "Thank you for your cooperation and performance! I've been waiting for this day for seventy years! "
Starting from seventy years ago …
He had been waiting for this day, this moment to come …
This was the necessary condition to become 'Mimir.'
Through a comprehensive and exquisite strategy to change the situation, achieve success, gain everyone's recognition, and become a true leader. Finally, unearth an unquestionable truth from hell, completely combine with it, and transform into a synonym for mystery and wisdom!
Not all of the above were lies.
At least, except for the last one, they were all the truth.
But in fact, even this was the masterpiece of the first generation King of Dusk, Loki. In the advancement ceremony, what needed to be offered was never the truth.
It was a lie.
A lie that everyone believed to be true!
The more people who believed it, the more far-reaching the waves would be, the greater the impact, and the more abundant the destiny would be.
And this was the decision Russell made when the Republic was divided seventy years ago …
Taking a risk!
Just like that, he stood under the collapsing sky and told a big lie.
"Everyone, don't worry. The Book of Destiny is not lost. I've found it and kept it safe. Look, there are also videos and witnesses …"
As everyone knew, videos could not be photoshopped. How could it be fake?
No one was willing to believe that it was fake.
Ingenious arrangements, credible witnesses, and even meticulously planned tests … The realization of every step made this lie more perfect.
The more people who believed in it, the more real the hope that was built on a lie would be!
When everyone knew that the Book of Destiny was kept in the ivory tower, then 'The Book of Destiny is in the ivory tower' would become the truth.
The trust of countless people turned the illusion into reality.
It became the crown of the current King of Lies!
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