Chapter 645
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"There's a floating continent in the space of consciousness? This … This is impossible. "
The black-clothed man mumbled to himself after listening to Josiah's narration, but he soon thought of something.
He immediately flipped through the books on the round table in front of him, and finally found a line of records in a tattered book.
"Great heroes gather at the place of origin. They really exist there because people believe that these heroes are immortal …"
The black-clothed man finished reading this line of incomplete words, and then suddenly raised his head to look at Josiah.
"The continent that you're floating in the space of consciousness, could it be the legendary Hall of Valhalla?" The black-clothed man did not wait for Josiah to answer and continued to ask, "Who did you meet there? The greatest hero of mankind should be … "
"Why are you talking about Norse mythology again? No, it's just that the meaning of the words are similar." Josiah shook his head and denied it. "I didn't meet the heroes you're talking about, but there are indeed some things in the space of consciousness."
"You didn't meet …"
The black-clothed man flipped through the tattered book in his hand. This book had a history of more than a thousand years, and it was already very incredible that it could be preserved.
"After so much time has passed, with the lifespan of humans, there are only a few who still remember those great existences," the black-clothed man mumbled to himself again.
"Vihez, in the eyes of you High Elves, we are indeed short-lived creatures, but humans also use words and books to record their history." The grey-clothed man denied this wrong view of him. "Just like the Almighty that seems to only exist in myths, we still remember his name."
"Just the name alone is not enough, you still need other information related to him! Appearance, ability, and even personality and hobbies. Everyone must have a specific impression of his existence in their minds, only then will his existence leave an impression in the space of consciousness. "
The black-clothed man once again flipped through the ancient book and came to this conclusion.
And this sentence made all the sages present speechless. Although most of the spellcasters remembered the name of the great Almighty, no one knew what he looked like, let alone his personality and hobbies.
This was information that only the hero's friends could know.
"Josiah Yanorod, who did you meet in the space of consciousness?" The black-clothed man looked at Josiah, and his stare made Josiah feel uncomfortable.
If Josiah wasn't sitting a little far from the man in black, he might have run to Josiah and put his hands on Josiah's shoulders.
The four Sages all looked at Josiah. They were all guessing that the great hero was still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
"Uh … Bei 'er."
However, the name that Josiah mentioned made all of them slightly startled.
The yellow-robed man was the first to react.
"What's in that boring movie … The princess in a golden dress?"
The reason why the man in yellow could remember so quickly was because this was his Head Apprentice's favorite movie. He and his apprentice had watched it almost five times.
It could be said that the yellow-robed man was about to vomit after watching it.
"And that Demon Prince." Josiah added again, "And a lot …"
"A lot?" The black-clothed man didn't quite understand what Josiah meant.
"There's also the loyal dog Little Myna and Professor Parker. If you want, you should be able to meet that Demon Killer Leon, Matilda and a group of Avatars." Josiah counted with his fingers.
The black-clothed man looked at the yellow-robed man with a puzzled gaze. He seemed to be asking, 'Why do you human heroes have such strange names?'
"Those are the characters in the movie!" The yellow-robed man answered the black-clothed man righteously. "Do you know about movies? They're fictional characters! "
"Although I haven't seen it, I know … The streets of Noland are full of movie-related paintings."
The black-clothed man recalled the scenery he saw when he was wandering around Noland.
"Those things are called posters."
"Posters? Do many people watch movies in Noland?" The black-clothed man asked again.
"Uh … Let me put it this way." Josiah glanced at the few sages below and said, "If you haven't seen a movie while living in Noland, you might be … looked down upon."
"Why?"
"It's normal for an elf from the countryside to be looked down upon if he hasn't seen a movie." The yellow-robed man mocked the black-clothed man again.
The black-clothed man didn't care about the yellow-robed man's sarcasm. Josiah's description undoubtedly proved the popularity of movies in Noland.
"If I'm not wrong, the fictional characters in the movie have left a concrete impression in the hearts of a large number of people, so they appeared in the Space of Consciousness."
"So what's the use of their appearance?"
Josiah could only use 'them' to describe those characters because from the current situation that Josiah had come into contact with, those characters in the Space of Consciousness could only be regarded as' programmed puppets'.
"I don't know, but there's a scene recorded in this book." The black-clothed man touched the line of words on the worn-out book and slowly read it out. "Those heroes who have already died, in the Land of Origin, once again died in battle for those who believed in them …"
"Once again died in battle? In order to resist the thing from the outside world? "
Josiah's heart skipped a beat. The black-clothed man once said that the dangerous thing had to first enter the Space of Consciousness, and only after eating and drinking enough in the Space of Consciousness would it enter the real world.
"I can't be sure, there are too many unknown things about the Space of Consciousness." The black-clothed man shook his head helplessly.
"If those fictional characters in the Space of Consciousness will fight against the thing from the outside world that you mentioned, I think everyone can find a place to retire in peace."
The atmosphere of impending doom was instantly dispelled after Josiah heard the news.
"Don't underestimate that thing, it once brought this world to the brink of collapse! It's an existence comparable to the gods. "
Seeing Josiah's indifferent attitude, the black-clothed man warned Josiah loudly.
"I'm sorry." Josiah said as he pointed at his head. "In my memory, there are many characters who can kill the gods."
"Josiah, you mean …" The grey-clothed man seemed to understand what Josiah was planning to do.
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