In the vast sea, a person was floating on the surface. He was wearing a mask and holding a broken wooden board in his hand.
At this moment, he seemed to have sensed something. His body could not help but move, and he tried his best to raise his head. Then, he saw a figure slowly descending from the sky. The tip of his feet landed on the wooden board, and he looked down at him with his back facing the sun.
He raised his head and said, "Zhang — Zhang Shijun …"
Zhang Yu said calmly, "You're from the Gods Recovery Guild?"
The masked man replied honestly, "Yes, I'm from the Gods Recovery Guild."
Zhang Yu looked at him and said, "I heard that your Gods Recovery Guild is reviving EsGods that have long died. What's your purpose?"
The masked man replied excitedly, "It's to resist the Turbid Tide and save this world."
Zhang Yu asked, "Resist the Turbid Tide?"
The masked man said seriously, "Yes, the Turbid Tide will cause the world to shatter. If the Turbid Tide is allowed to continue wreaking havoc, all living Lingdu will not be spared. However, our Gods Recovery Guild discovered that wherever there are gods, the Turbid Tide will weaken correspondingly. This is because the gods will attract and absorb the Turbid Tide. Now, the Turbid Tide on the continent is gradually weakening. This is precisely because we are constantly reviving gods."
Zhang Yu did not comment. From the existing records and deductions, the destruction of every era was more or less related to the Turbid Tide. The Turbid Tide was a very complicated thing, and it was even related to the Great Chaos. It was not something that could be solved by relying on EsGods.
In the previous era, the world was under the rule of the gods, but they were still destroyed by the Turbid Tide. This meant that even though the gods had some influence on the Turbid Tide, it was not like they could decide the rise and fall of the Turbid Tide alone.
He asked, "How many people are there in your Gods Recovery Guild?"
The masked man replied, "I'm not sure. I've only really come into contact with two people in the Gods Recovery Guild. We're each in charge of the matters assigned by the guild and don't usually meet. We only gather under special circumstances."
Zhang Yu asked, "What's considered a special situation?"
The masked man replied without hesitation, "When the higher-ups have a request or when we seek help from each other."
Zhang Yu: "I see that you are not from Tianxia, nor are you a native of Mount An. What is your name, and where are you from?"
Although the other party was wearing a mask, there was no difference in his eyes. The person's face was ordinary, and there was nothing special about him at first glance. However, upon closer inspection, one could see that the person's facial features were completely different from the people of Tianxia, and there were no characteristics of the natives of the continent.
The masked man said, "This … I can't answer. I can't answer."
Zhang Yu asked, "Why is that?"
The masked man said awkwardly, "I can answer a limited number of questions from outsiders. This is allowed by the God Recovery Society. However, when it comes to some secret questions, due to the spiritual shackles that have been placed on my body, I can't answer them even if they ask me. Sometimes, what I say is different from the truth. For example, although I can remember where I came from, when someone asks about it, I will forget this part of my memory."
Zhang Yu's eyes moved slightly. The God Recovery Society didn't hide some things, but there must be a reason why they placed so much importance on the origin of a seemingly ordinary member of the God Recovery Society.
He said indifferently, "It doesn't matter if you forgot."
The masked man was somewhat puzzled. At this time, he saw a strange light flash in Zhang Yu's eyes. He couldn't help but be slightly startled, and then his whole person fell into a state of confusion.
Zhang Yu tried to ask all the questions he had asked just now. The other party also answered in a daze, and the answer was no different from before. Then he asked, "What's your name?"
The masked man replied sluggishly, "My name is An Yi."
Zhang Yu asked again, "Where are you from?"
The masked man seemed to pause for a moment, and then he continued to answer, "I don't know."
Zhang Yu's thoughts turned. The so-called spiritual shackles were the planting of a trace of spirituality in a person's body to bind the soul. However, if it was to be maintained for a long time, then the person who was affected must have spirituality. Then the shackles could extract spirituality from the person's body to supplement it. If the person was just an ordinary person, then the spirituality would slowly disappear after a long time.
And this masked man was obviously an ordinary person.
Therefore, unless the spiritual shackles were imposed after a period of time, it was at best just a thought hint.
And his question just now was also a kind of hint. It was equivalent to the other party asking himself. In fact, it was a process of triggering self-recollection, and it wouldn't cause a reverse reaction in the heart. However, if the other party still couldn't answer clearly, it should be that the person's memory had been erased or tampered with.
In addition, there was actually another possibility, but the possibility was slightly lower, so he wouldn't consider it for the time being.
He thought for a moment and asked again, "Did you bring these remnants of the Italans here?"
The masked man replied blankly, "Yes, these descendants of the Italans have always wanted to resurrect their god. I have been helping them, finding suitable bodies for them, and telling them how to resurrect their god in the shortest time and at the lowest cost."
"Does the appearance of this statue island have anything to do with your God Restoration Society?"
The masked man said, "No, it's just a coincidence. We had originally found a suitable body for their god, but because of the greed of these descendants, they prematurely appeared in the eyes of the Dongting people, exposing the place where they lived. Later, the tribe was attacked by the Xuanfu, and the ceremony couldn't be held anymore.
Later, news of the statue island came from the sea. I originally opposed coming here, but their priest thought that it was the guidance of their god, so he insisted on coming here. He was very ambitious and wanted the whole island to be the body of their god. I reported this matter, but the God Restoration Society agreed to his request and asked me to cooperate with him. "
Zhang Yu's next thought was that if the god of Ita wanted to use the whole island as a body, it was not impossible to do it, but the statue was not complete, so it needed to use its own divine power to carry out continuous transformation. The requirement for sacrifices was quite high, and it required continuous sacrifices. Judging from the strength shown by the Italans, it was obvious that they couldn't do this.
He asked, "Is your God Restoration Society willing to provide sacrifices for them?"
The masked man said, "Yes, as long as someone is willing to resurrect their god, and it's really feasible, our God Restoration Society is willing to provide any help."
Zhang Yu asked, "Where do the sacrifices come from?"
The masked man replied, "There are people in the Dongting people who support us, and they sell us a lot of sacrifices every month. We also pay to buy from the indigenous tribes, but there are too few spiritual creatures west of Mount An, so most of our sacrifices are provided by the descendant tribes of the Blood Sun Ancient Kingdom."
Zhang Yu asked, "Are you also in contact with the Blood Sun Ancient Kingdom?"
The masked man seemed to pause for a moment, and then said, "Yes, we also help them resurrect their god."
Zhang Yu continued to ask a few more questions, but most of the answers he received were superficial. If he were to delve a little deeper, the person would fall into a daze or simply give some illogical answers that did not match up with what he had asked.
He knew that this should be the limit of what this man knew, so he tried to ask again, "Who is the leader of your God Restoration Society? What do you call him? "
The masked man answered quickly this time, "They are naturally gods."
"Gods?"
"Yes, gods!"
The masked man's voice suddenly changed from the previous dullness and confusion, but became clear. He slowly raised his head, and the eyes exposed by the slits of the mask became strange and strange. He said, "Zhang Shijun, in fact, if you have any questions, you don't have to ask him, you can ask me directly."
Zhang Yu's expression did not change, and he said indifferently, "If you are willing to say."
The masked man said, "Zhang Shijun, I am very willing to share my joy with you, but the time is not yet right, but that day will come soon, very soon, very soon …"
When he said this, his body suddenly trembled, and his head exploded with a bang. Blood and brain tissue splattered everywhere, and the broken half of the mask flew up and fell into the sea far away.
The headless corpse was still hugging the wooden plank tightly, not letting go.
Zhang Yu thought for a moment. The masked man claimed to be a god, and he indeed had the power of a god. The leader of the God Restoration Society should have some kind of connection with his members. His last sentence should have triggered the masked man's perception, so he used some kind of method to forcibly descend on this person's body, and the latter could not bear the divine power, so his head exploded and he died.
This God Restoration Society seemed to have some kind of connection with all the forces on this continent, which was enough to show that they had a lot of power behind them. Otherwise, they would not be able to talk to these forces on an equal footing.
In the past, Xuanfu did not take these people seriously, or at least, they did not treat them as the main enemy. But he felt that after returning this time, it was necessary to make Xuanfu pay more attention to this organization.
But …
The masked man dared to say those words in front of him, so perhaps something was already in progress.
Then what could it be?
He glanced at the distant sky and the vast sea, then turned his head to look at the sun that had just risen not long ago. No matter what it was, as long as it dared to appear, he would beat it down. A light flashed on his body, and he suddenly soared into the sky. With a loud bang, he turned into a green rainbow and flew into the distance.
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