"Hell …" Angor repeated the name in a low voice. "This city is named after him?"
The Wise Overseer nodded.
What a narcissist. Angor cursed in his mind.
"So, you deified him?"
Angor looked at the "Hell" in the murals. He no longer looked like a human being. Instead, he looked more like one of those gods created by primitive people.
"Deified? Why can't Hell be a god? "The Wise Overseer asked.
"God?" Angor didn't deny it. "I've heard that there are gods in many worlds. Which one is Hell from?"
Angor's question sounded normal, but anyone who wasn't an idiot could tell that he was being sarcastic.
When he was young, Jon taught him science. When he grew up, Sunders taught him the truth. During this process, no one had ever taught him to believe in gods.
Jon didn't believe it, while Sunders didn't care. For the humans in this world, there were "gods" in literature. There were also "gods" in the mortal world who spread the teachings of truth, kindness, and beauty. However, these "gods" were just tools used by the upper class to control the lower class.
In the wizarding world, there were also "gods". However, most of them were derogatory.
Demon gods, evil gods, foreign gods, evil fire gods, wild gods, and so on. There was no doubt that these were all powerful existences that needed to be addressed with the word "He". However, even though it was a form of respect, just look at the names that the Magi gave them and you would know that there were no good words for them. What the sorcerers respected was their strength, not their authority as a "god".
From the Magi's point of view, the so-called Gods were just a type of supernatural lifeform. As long as they were strong enough, they could be dissected and experimented on by wizards and turned into thick piles of records.
When the Wise Overseer mentioned that "Hell" was a god, Angor didn't show it on his face. Instead, he simply assumed that "Hell" was an otherworldly visitor.
For ordinary Adepts, it was fine to turn a blind eye to otherworldly visitors. However, to the Supreme Cult and the will of this world, these visitors were nothing more than useless insects.
"Hell was born in the southern region. You don't have to be so extreme. My so-called "gods" are beings who have reached the pinnacle of a certain aspect, "the Wise Overseer explained.
"Oh."
According to the Wise Alchemist's explanation, "gods" could be considered "gods", but they were different from the "gods" depicted in the murals.
The Wise God sighed in his mind when he saw Angor's reaction. Everyone had their own opinions about Nether, so there was no need to correct Angor's opinion.
He simply said, "When a certain aspect reaches the pinnacle, humans have a phrase that can be used to describe it."
"That is … a miracle."
Angor almost lost his composure when he heard the word. He suddenly turned his head and looked towards the Wise Sovereign. "A miracle? Hell has created a miracle? "
The Wise Sovereign shook his head. "If there really was a miracle, how could Nether City have suffered such a mishap? However, in my opinion, Nairo is the most qualified person to touch a miracle. "
"Did Nairo reach the legendary level by then?"
The Wise Sovereign shook his head. "He's still one step away from becoming a Legend."
Angor did not know what to say. A wizard who had not even reached the legendary level was dreaming of miracles. Saying that he was a laughingstock was already praising him.
One had to know that there were countless thresholds between legendary and miraculous. Not to mention that Nairo wasn't even a Legend yet.
The Wise Sovereign saw Angor's expression and chuckled. "I'm a good judge of character. As long as you don't die, you have a great chance of becoming a Legend."
"So, Nairo was fooled by you just like that?"
The Wise Sovereign chuckled. "I don't have the ability to fool Nairo. When you reach that level, you'll understand what a miracle is. Speaking of which, aren't you from Brute Cavern? You can ask the three ancestor souls in your organization. They've seen many legends before, so they should know something about it. "
"Also, if you ask the three ancestor souls seriously, I'm sure they'll come to the same conclusion. You have a great chance of becoming a Legend. "
"Have you ever heard of a psychological effect, Wise Sovereign? When you feel that something is going to go wrong, no matter how small that possibility is, it will always appear. "
"So, let's leave the matter of probability in the cloud called probability."
The Wise Overseer gave Angor a surprised look. "That's quite interesting."
"Now that we've talked about so much, shouldn't we get to the point now?"
The Wise Ruler: "Aren't we talking about the main topic? I thought you'd be interested in these murals. "
The Wise Overseer walked to another wall and pointed at a mural on it.
Angor frowned when he saw what the Sage was pointing at.
The murals depicted a man bathed in light with four pairs of feathered wings on his back. Below this figure, there was a group of people who also had crow feathered wings. However, these people had either two or one pair of wings.
Judging from the murals, it looked like a group of Raven Winged people worshiping the strongest in their tribe.
But there was a flag fluttering beside the man with four pairs of feathered wings.
When he took a closer look at the flag, he saw a familiar emblem.
Snake Entangling Awl!
It was a pitch-black snake with a golden awl wrapped around it.
The color of the awl was slightly different from the one Angor saw before, but apart from that, everything else was the same.
"Is that … Snake Awl?" Angor looked at the Wise Sovereign and waited for an explanation.
"You asked me what kind of experiment Nether City is conducting?" The Wise Sovereign didn't answer Angor's question directly. Instead, he changed the topic. "The murals depict the results of some experiments. The subjects of the experiments are a group of people who want to become stronger."
"You mean these people with feathered wings? Are they mortals? "Angor frowned.
The Wise Sovereign said, "It's not necessarily ordinary people. There are also quite a few extraordinary individuals who desire to become stronger."
The Wise Sovereign didn't deny that there were mortals among them, which made Angor feel a little uncomfortable.
Wizards should solve their own problems and try not to involve mortals. This was the unspoken rule in the wizarding world. Using mortals for experiments was considered taboo in the wizarding world.
"I know what you're thinking. Some things are taboo, but there are always exceptions. "When they are in despair, regardless of whether they are normal people or superhumans, they all yearn for a rope that they can grasp and pull them out of the abyss of death."
"Every single one of these people has experienced despair and thirsted for transformation."
People who want to become stronger? In Angor's opinion, they were also people who were obsessed with something.
But sometimes, the only thing that could support a person in the face of despair was their obsession.
"So the result of the experiment is to give wings to these people who want to evolve?"
"Wings are only a sign of supernaturals. The real change came from their bodies and spirits."
"So the experiment was a success?"
"Sort of. But all of the successful ones are on these murals." The Wise Sovereign pointed at the Raven Winged People in the murals. Not a lot, but not a lot either.
"So most of them were given hope, only to be pushed to the brink of despair again?"
The Wise Sovereign noticed the sarcasm in Angor's tone, but he didn't mind. "Reality is always cruel."
The Wise Sovereign simply brushed it off.
Angor felt a little frustrated, but he couldn't say anything. He was speaking on behalf of these people from ten thousand years ago because he thought he had the moral high ground. But he also knew that he couldn't understand the current situation if he wasn't in the present.
Angor took a deep breath to calm himself down. "What does this have to do with Serpent's Coil?"
The Sovereign of Wisdom said calmly, "Do you know what the Serpent Coiling Awl represents?"
Angor considered. "I've heard of it before. It's called the Emblem of Eternal Serpent. Also, it has something to do with the Baiyuan people."
The Wise Sovereign: "Everything you've just said can only be considered half-baked."
"Serpent's Coil is one of the Baiyuan people. Just like the Karabits, the Xi, the Hogs … they all have so-called pure-blooded groups. Serpent's Coil is a group formed by the purest Baiyuan bloodline. "
"Let me ask you something else. You're a knowledgeable person, right?"
Angor nodded. In terms of classification, he was a human. But in terms of people, he was a knowledgeable person.
"Speaking of which, compared to the example I just gave, you Knowledgeable people are the ones who don't care about pure-blooded people the least," the Wise Sovereign said.
"A knowledgeable person doesn't have anything special about them. Why should I care about them if they don't have anything special about them? "Angor replied casually.
"You're right. That's why knowledgeable people became mainstream in the wizarding world in just ten thousand years. Ten thousand years ago, knowledgeable people were the same as other people. But now, more than half of the people in the southern wizarding region are knowledgeable people. "
"Let's get back to Serpent's Coil. Serpent's Coil is a group of Baiyuan people. As for their name, I don't know. "
"Pure-blooded Baiyuan people are quite xenophobic. They're great partners for cooperation, but it's very difficult to get close to them. Also, I don't think the Baiyuan people want to be completely open. They just want to be recognized as humans, but they also want to keep their identity a secret. It's very contradictory. "
"Only a handful of people in Nether City know the true name of Serpent's Coil. I belong to the category that doesn't know. "
"As for the Baiyuan people with the Serpent's Coil symbol, they call themselves the 'medical team', but Nether City assigned them to be the 'experimental team'."
"Now you know why there's a flag on this mural, right?" The Lord of Wisdom explained, "Because they're the ones who did the experiment."
The Lord of Wisdom led Angor to the next mural and pointed at a mural in the corner.
There was no one in this mural, only a giant tree with blood-red fruits on it. There was also a symbol of Serpent's Coil on the trunk of the tree.
"This is one of the experiments of the experimental team. They're trying to extend one's life. It worked quite well. But during the Cataclysm ten thousand years ago, the tree was uprooted. We don't know where it is now. "
The Wise Sovereign then pointed to the other side of the mural. The mural depicted a garden floating in midair.
"The magic plants in this garden are also the work of the experimental team. But you can't see the Serpent's Coil symbol here, just like how you can't see the magic plants in the garden. "
The Lord of Wisdom spent the rest of the time explaining the details of the mural to Angor.
These details were either directly related to the experimental team or indirectly related to the Baiyuan people.
Angor finally understood why the Lord of Wisdom said that the mural was the main topic. Everything he asked, including the Serpent's Coil symbol, and the Baiyuan people, could be found in the mural.
"This is an experiment with a hundred hands, and the results are not good. This is an illusion separation experiment, which is mainly used to study the brain. I heard the results were good, but I don't have any records of them. Otherwise, I'd think they'd be useful to you. Also, this is … "The Sovereign of the Wise had been explaining, but in the next moment, his voice suddenly came to a halt.
Angor looked at the Lord of Wisdom and saw that the Lord of Wisdom was staring at a mural.
There was a familiar figure in the mural. Judging from the "drifting" hair and the halo in the background, it was Nether City.
In the mural, Nether City's back was facing them, while there was a horizontal crack in front of him.
It looked like a spatial crack, but there was something different about it. Something dark was coming out of it.
The crack was thin at both ends, but the center was bloated. It looked like …
An eye.
At the center of the mural, above the crack, was the familiar symbol of the Serpent's Coil symbol.
"Is this the experiment of the experimental team too?" Angor asked, "Lord Nether City participated in it?"
The Lord of Wisdom chuckled. "Yes. This is related to the experimental team. But I can't tell you the details of the experiment. It's a secret. "
When they signed the Book of Truth, the Lord of Wisdom mentioned that he would not tell Angor about some of the experiments, so Angor was prepared for this.
Still, Angor was curious to know what Nether City's experiment was about.
He carefully studied the painting and memorized all the details in his mind.
The Lord of Wisdom didn't want to talk about it, but as long as there was a clue, he could find the answer.
And if he couldn't, he still had Dodoro.
(End of Chapter)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
