Two different camps, two different arguments, but both of them were so sincere.
The God of Truth, Ma Wen naturally trusted her very much.
In Fernand's history, the God of Truth was also known for being fair and equal. She was the ruler of the Truth Scales, so Ma Wen had to believe her words.
On this side, if it was just the words of the God of Deceit, Ma Wen might have simply treated it as a lie.
However, there was actually another great ancient god involved in this matter.
The God of Wisdom!
When Ma Wen first received the Scroll of Wisdom, he actually felt a little strange.
The Book of Naru, which nothing could suppress, was actually suppressed by a few ancient words. Even if the God of Wisdom was extremely powerful, it shouldn't be that much stronger than the God of Deceit, right?
What happened next, however, gave him another explanation.
The God of Deceit and the God of Wisdom were originally the same person.
The Book of Naru was a divine weapon — but when it appeared alone, it was a weapon that could destroy the world.
Only the holder of the Scroll of Wisdom could control it.
It wasn't because the God of Wisdom could suppress the God of Deceit.
It was because the two were originally the same person.
The Book of Naru and the Scroll of Wisdom were a pair of divine weapons!
Out of some kind of deception strategy, the God of Wisdom created a doppelganger for himself, which was the treacherous and ever-changing God of Deceit.
He was the great God of Wisdom and had the wisdom to see through everything. So naturally, he could easily become the best in the field of deception.
What he wanted to deceive was not the world, but the will of the entire Fernand's Dimension!
He was in cahoots with Lance.
From this point of view, the God of Truth's judgment was actually not wrong. Lance was indeed plotting. His plans were interconnected, and he was indeed hiding something.
But he might not really be the Terminator that the God of Truth spoke of.
Both sides had their own opinions.
Ma Wen now felt a headache coming on.
Now the two sides were obviously opposing each other. From the information he obtained, Lance should still be alive.
He should be watching this world all the time.
But he had to hide. He couldn't be sensed by the will of Fernand's plane.
The Fernand Bitwall and his God of Creation were already standing on opposite sides.
No matter what the final conclusion was, it would still be very shocking.
…
"Actually, if you don't want to get to the bottom of it, it's very simple, isn't it?"
Ma Wen scratched his head and smiled bitterly in his heart. No matter which side wants to destroy the world, the world is facing a terrifying apocalypse.
"But the problem is that this disaster does not come from the outside world, but from the living beings of this universe themselves."
"Some people might realize it and want a piece of the action, but I'm afraid most people don't realize it at all."
"Even if I know, what's the use?"
Looking at the Book of Naru flickering in his hand and the silver-white text flickering on his fingertips, Ma Wen felt a sense of powerlessness for the first time.
When he transmigrated to this world, he thought that God had given him a chance to start over.
He grasped it.
He had a heart to protect.
He used to be a hero, and in this world, he could do the same.
But when he looked back in shock, he found that he was just a small chess piece on a huge chessboard. This feeling was really unbearable.
Just as that Hermit said, what was the meaning of his existence?
For the first time, Ma Wen's eyes showed a trace of confusion.
He was a little uncertain.
For the first time, he began to feel that he was experiencing another illusion.
Or perhaps, all of this was just a game?
His hard work was actually nothing more than an ant in the eyes of the people of the higher dimension. Did he want to work hard to change his own trajectory?
If this was really the case, then what was the meaning of his hard work?
He took a deep breath.
For the first time, he felt that the air in the underground palace of the Nightwalker was so cold.
He sat by the bookshelf for a full 15 minutes.
His mind was blank.
Until an elegant and clear voice sounded in his ear.
"What? Did you fall out of love? "
…
To be honest, this joke was not funny at all.
And it was very inappropriate.
But this voice successfully pulled Ma Wen out of that dull state.
His first reaction was to put away the Book of Naru, and at the same time, he looked at the person who suddenly appeared warily.
This was the underground palace of the Night Lord!
He was the new leader of the Nightwalkers, so he could easily enter this place.
What kind of person could quietly appear beside him?
But when Ma Wen saw who it was, he could not help but smile bitterly.
"You still don't play by the rules."
"I thought, after regaining your memory, you would be better …"
"How should I address you? Your Majesty? Or … Die? "
…
Beside the cold bookshelf, Die, who was still in the appearance of a wood elf, stood there.
Her clothes were still very simple, and the only jewelry on her was a temporary bracelet made from a piece of grass, exuding a faint fragrance.
Her appearance was very ordinary, and so was her temperament. In short, everything was very ordinary.
She was like a very ordinary little elf in the Thousand Leaves Forest.
Ma Wen could not associate her with the high elf queen who ruled the whole of Fernand in the first era.
But sometimes, the truth was so.
For example, no matter how absurd the truth was, it could not stop it from being the truth. For example, people could never imagine that the hero who turned into an astral beast to fight the gods was actually a country boy who wanted to stay in his hometown to accompany his beloved girl. For example, when the wood elves looked at the new Great Elven King with awe, they would choose to selectively forget that this king had done embarrassing and embarrassing things when he was young, such as escaping from marriage, being exiled, forcibly slaying a dragon, and other boring things. Another example was the high and mighty God of Morning and Protection in the heavenly realm. All the believers prayed to him, but no one knew that he was once a shepherd boy and had made a contract with the evil spirit.
The eyes of mortals saw too little, too little.
And the truth was often hidden very, very deeply.
This was the reason why we kept making mistakes.
In that case, it was not a big deal that a seemingly ordinary elf in the Thousand Leaves Forest was the high elf queen of the first era.
But Ma Wen was still unwilling to call her "Your Majesty".
Because in his heart, the little elf Die who liked to fool around was still more real.
…
"Things have changed with the passage of time. Now, my name is Die."
"Although that damned old dragon schemed against me and made me remember many unhappy things, I am still me."
Die stood there calmly and looked at Ma Wen.
"What about you, what made you lose your way?"
Marvin was silent. He did not know where to start.
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