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"Blah, blah …" Mara replied calmly.
After all, he had secretly learned this language, so it was not difficult for him.
In fact, those guys who claimed to be righteous in the human world had traveled to prehistory. How could he, the dignified Mara, the devil of a generation, not come?
Moreover, after secretly eavesdropping on the analysis of the Atlantean mages, although he was beaten to death by that evil disciple … he was completely enlightened.
So this prehistoric fog was formed from the remnant will of the prehistoric Fiendgod's corpse. Doesn't that mean it's my kind?
If Atlantis was a descendant of the Maya civilization and was related by blood …
Then, he, Mara, was born in the remains of the evil thoughts of the gods and demons of Mount Shu. Wasn't he related to these evil thoughts of the prehistoric flood?
Am I also their junior?
Unfortunately, he had to acknowledge his ancestors …
But he didn't believe it!
After he was beaten to death by that traitorous disciple, he secretly went to find a few Mist Giants who were fighting and told them the truth. In the end, they were dumbfounded and said the same words as before.
"Is there something wrong with your brains, lowly creatures?"
"They think we're some native enemy of this planet? The obsession formed from the corpses of some Fiendgods that were destroyed by the so-called Great Flood? "
He killed Mara with one slap.
This made Mara very angry!
They were not lying to the Maya civilization, but they really did not know.
They have forgotten the truth of history.
It was clearly the Great Flood that destroyed the Gods and Demons killed by Gatha. You were born from the remains of the Flood.
Yet, he turned his back on the history of his ancestors and forgot his own origins …
"Although I'm a demon, I still need to know who gave birth to me!"
"Although I am Mara, the devil of all devils, a shadow feared by billions of people, I also know that it was the corpse of Buddha's evil thoughts that gave birth to me … This is the bottom line of devils."
Mara suddenly felt a heavy sense of responsibility, a sense of mission!
Let these prehistoric ancient fog companions know the true face of history.
At the same time, they would help them defeat the Atlanteans and the Eastern Heavenly Court that had transmigrated to change history …
On the other hand, he could take advantage of the situation to rise and take over the cultural heritage of the prehistoric Gatha Sun Golden Tower Dynasty!
After all, he was very jealous.
The other party had killed one of the evil disciple's clones in just a few moves, forcing him to fake his death. The foundation of their civilization was indeed terrifying. One could imagine how powerful the civilization system they possessed was.
As expected of the Gatha Dynasty before the Great Flood, Anunnaki.
If only I could cultivate …
"Blah, blah, blah …"
Mara put on a serious face and patiently explained in this survivor camp, "You feel my aura. Is it similar to the aura in your mist?"
The muscular Licker was slightly puzzled.
It was somewhat similar, but completely different.
They were both considered "ghosts left behind by the fallen gods," but they were not the same creature at all.
After all, the other party was too weak. It was merely a crippled demonic will that had been nurtured by those gods that had yet to be born.
"Yes, I have a different aura from the mist, but you are my ancestors!!"
Mara's words made the other party even more confused. "In fact, you may not believe it, but this world is very terrifying. I came from the distant future and transmigrated to this era to … acknowledge my ancestors and return to my roots!"
With a face full of patience, Mara began to tell the other party about the canon of history.
"Do you know why you were born?"
"From the remains of the gods and demons, allowing us to revive him," the other party said. The other party's memory was very vague, but it had an unwavering goal.
Because of the crazy ravings, constantly murmuring, bewitching him to revive.
This was the horror of this ancient life. Even if it died, it could be similar to "rebirth from a drop of blood." As long as the common people praised its true name and remembered its horror, it would gradually revive from the graveyard of death.
"Yes, from the remains of the gods and demons, allowing you, the dependents infected in the mist, to revive him … Then the question is, what is the origin of this god and demon?"
The other party was at a loss.
This was indeed something they did not understand.
Because they were too weak and did not have the right to know.
"You really don't know the origin."
Mara's face was full of sorrow, and he turned into a sincere old man.
This time, he changed his policy to enter the path with kindness. He thought of those street stories among the people, where the devil always transformed into a kind old man to bewitch others. "It seems that the prehistoric beings have forgotten many things. We, the archaeologists of later generations, only know about it. Then, let me tell you … the main text of history."
Mara patiently took out a book, "The Three Days of God", and began to talk about the ancient canon of gods and demons.
"Come, little one, read after me —"
"On the first day, Amiro created all things."
"On the second day, Horace bestowed knowledge."
…
Mara was very patient, and he continued to talk about history.
The other party had just been born with consciousness, like a newborn baby. He was very unfamiliar with the surrounding world, and it should be very easy …
Unfortunately, the other party's will was firm, and he did not believe it at all.
"Damn it!!"
Mara was completely furious. "Those powerful fellows are fine, but this newly born fellow has not cultivated at all. He's just a newborn baby, and he can't even accept the truth of history?"
"Their inheritance makes them not believe these things? Makes them instinctively think that it's fake? "
He, Mara, did not believe it!
He even used his mental power and various spells to brainwash and induce the other party.
He continued to talk about the ancient history.
"The God of Wisdom, Gatha, saw that the people on earth had committed great crimes, so she tilted the world and destroyed all living beings."
"That day, the entire world tilted, the earth began to crack, the buildings began to collapse, the four pillars began to shatter, and people began to run and wail. The gods of the divine mountain, the demons underground, fought in that chaotic world …"
He talked about Fu Qingjun's desk civilization a month ago, and the bucket of water that fell at that time.
As the other party kept repeating, he gradually began to believe …
Mara was very gratified. "As expected, those stubborn demons have forgotten their ancestors! Ungrateful! Traitorous Sutra of the Rebel Dao! Forgetting the glory of their ancestors! Forgetting their own origins, they must start from a child. "
…
Fu Qingjun's eyelids twitched wildly.
Mara, you're really full of tricks …
It was fine if the righteous side believed in the fog caused by the great flood.
Unexpectedly, as a native of Shu Mountain, Mara also believed it, and even as a villain, began to secretly lead these infected fellows to find Liu Tiandi, who was pretending to be dead, to take revenge?
Everyone was a sly old fox.
Fu Qingjun sighed. For a moment, he did not know what to say.
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