"Child, there isn't much time left. Are you ready?"
The White Pope recovered from his shock and stood in place for a while. Seeing Chu Rui recover from the terrifying skill of the Phantom Thief, he asked softly.
"Thank you, Pope. I will do my best!"
Rui clasped his hands and said solemnly to the White Pope. If it was said that this was a mission before, to him, it was just a challenge. He could advance or retreat, and he could abandon or abandon it. But now, he had received the favor of the White Pope's Hidden Profession Scroll. With such a relationship, he had no choice but to face it seriously. This was a favor. What he hated the most was to owe others a favor. Moreover, this was an incomparable tragedy. Countless people had been deceived. He wanted to destroy this scam and let the Gods' Monastery that shouldn't have existed ten thousand years ago return to ashes, dust to dust. He wanted to destroy the belief of the Man-made Gods from ten thousand years ago and guide them back to the right path. This quest was very difficult. But he had to do it.
The difficulty of a Legendary-ranked quest was definitely heaven-defying. The rewards were also absolutely abnormal. This Hidden Profession Scroll was just one of them. From Chu Rui's understanding of the system, if he didn't complete this Dragon Soars Through the Ninth Heaven quest, not only would he lose the Hidden Profession, but he would also be greatly affected. The most likely outcome was that he would fail in the battle with the Man-made Gods and Demons after entering the stone door. Once he failed, everything would be for naught. He might even be beaten back to his original state. This was the cruelty of high-end quests. Before accepting the quest, there was a warning. If one didn't take the quest seriously and blindly accepted it, the consequences of failure would be very terrifying. Level up? That was just an ordinary death penalty! If he failed in front of these people, he would drop ten levels or be beaten back to his original state. It was even possible that he would have to delete his account. With such a powerful Hidden Profession, the difficulty of the quest increased by several times. No wonder no one had been able to complete this quest since ancient times. It was simply too difficult. With the limit of level 30, how could an existence that had just gone through the second transition defeat seven terrifying human powerhouses and a mysterious Demon?
Even with the Hidden Profession, Chu Rui definitely wasn't arrogant to such an extent. These existences were definitely at least at the level of the Venerable Skeletal Dragon. What did he rely on to kill the Venerable Skeletal Dragon? Most importantly, Daoist One Leaf had expended a great deal of energy, that miserable evil Magus Praand's formation, and the soul support of Nightblade. If any of them were missing, they would have failed. What about now? He was all by himself. He had no powerful support, no external force to borrow, and no golden body that could allow him to become an Epic/Legendary-tier expert. He could only fight alone with his own strength. This was extremely miserable.
Although the White Pope standing in front of him was very strong, that was ten thousand years ago. Now, he had lived in this damned place for ten thousand years with a special method and had long reached his limit. Otherwise, he would not have gambled on Chu Rui before the seal was broken. He also knew that the chances were slim. It was basically impossible for Chu Rui to complete this task alone. But a slim hope was better than no hope at all, right? He did not have much time left. After waiting for ten thousand years, he finally met such a person. Moreover, this person had almost perfectly inherited a portion of his old friend's power and obtained the inheritance. At this moment, he had to gamble whether he wanted to or not. He had no choice.
Chu Rui did not dare to guarantee anything. He could only say that he would do his best. Because he could not guarantee anything. The path ahead was full of the unknown and danger. He was arrogant. Among the players, no one could compare to him. He was almost invincible. But in the face of such a powerful existence, he had to rein in his pride and suppress his arrogance.
"It's fine. Just do your best. Everything depends on the will of the heavens. " The White Pope's eyes were not sad, nor were there any expectations. It was just like an unmoving pool of water, calm and without the slightest ripple.
"Before entering, I want to understand the enemy's situation." Even if it was a battle of life and death, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, Chu Rui would not give up. He would not do anything useless. But if it was useful, even if it was just a little bit, he would not give up. Know yourself and know your enemy. Only then can you win a hundred battles. If you want to defeat your enemy, you must first understand your enemy. This was also why there were so many heroes from ancient times. They understood their enemy better than they understood themselves.
"Back then, I had a total of ten good friends. We roamed the continent and took revenge. When the great war between humans and demons came, we saw the people of the continent were in a terrible situation. We decided to join the human alliance and eliminate the demons, returning peace to the human world. At that time, there were elves, half-beastmen, winged people, goblins, dwarves, treants, and other races on the continent. The great war between gods and demons was exceptionally cruel. Many peace-loving races did not want to participate in the conflict, but they were found and exterminated by the cruel demons. The cruel behavior of the demons also made the elves, who had always stood aloof from worldly affairs, join the war. At that time, each race had their own beliefs. Many of them were enemies. They only joined forces to protect the continent. Because of the differences in beliefs, the alliance was like a sheet of loose sand, causing the human alliance to retreat. "
"Countless people were slaughtered. Countless creatures were enslaved. The cruel demons did not treat the captured creatures well. Many creatures not only became their food, but their souls were also refined into weapons by them using evil methods. They were suppressed forever, unable to reincarnate. As a result, the leaders and great emperors of the various races, who knew that internal strife would only lead to their own destruction, finally let go of everything and joined forces. My ten good friends and I fought bloody battles. Our achievements in the army were recognized. Six of my good friends have passed away in succession during my long expedition. Apart from the inheritance left behind by the owner of your scroll, the Phantom Thief Sage, the other five have all died on the battlefield. Not even their bones remain. "
"At that time, I had already relied on my own merits to successfully sit in the position of commander. Although the various races believed in the existence of gods, before the real demons appeared, gods also did not appear. When the demons attacked, the world was in a panic and their will was not firm. In order to gather the beliefs of the world, I proposed a plan to create gods. After some discussion, all the leaders and great emperors of the various races agreed. Thus, we selected seven powerhouses from the human race, the elves, the winged people, the dwarves, the goblins, the beastmen, and the fishmen. We packaged them into seven gods. This was a war that concerned the entire world. There was no room for error. The human alliance command formed by the various leaders unanimously decided to let me establish the Monastery of the Gods. It would become the training ground of the seven gods. It would gather the power of faith, gather the hearts of the world, and strengthen the will of the world. "
Chu Rui was stunned. So the seven gods that had been worshipped for ten thousand years actually had such an origin!
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