Chapter 354 Perfect City (3k)

Profitus's voice caused Morn to fall into a long silence.

Moen remembered some of what he said very clearly, and some seemed very vague.

For example, he remembered each of his eldest sons clearly, but everything he said was very vague to him.

There was even one that he had no impression of before mentioning it, but after mentioning it, he felt that there was such a thing.

But Moen remembered the wonderful city he was talking about.

It was indeed the most beautiful city he had ever seen, an exquisite city that exhausted imagination and creativity.

Many cities created after Morn have more or less referenced it, but none of them are as sophisticated and beautiful as it.

Morne even gave it a name - Perfect City.

I also remember that it was later destroyed by the eldest sons, but Moen did not remember the reason for the destruction.

I just remember that he thought it was a pity, so he went to restore it.

but

Moen interrupted him for the first time and said:

"The perfect city, right? I remember that the perfect city was gone in the end. How did it disappear?"

Yes, the Perfect City disappeared in the end, but Morn remembered that it didn't seem to be because of the Battle of Apocalypse or historical changes.

In response to Moen's question, he nodded and said:

"Yes, the perfect city. This is the name He gave it. This makes us believe that Mother will definitely come to see it."

After shaking his head in loneliness, he said:

"The perfect city was indeed destroyed in the end."

"That was also the first time I saw my mother angry. She asked us very seriously why we let our brother get hurt?"

"The reconstruction of the perfect city is instantaneous, but the mother's anger is difficult to appease."

“She made us all kneel before that perfect city remade and reflect on our sins.”

"At the same time, she also completely destroyed the Perfect City. Because it caused her favorite child to bleed and be injured. Even if it was a small wound that disappeared in the blink of an eye, it was the one that poured almost all of my brother's life into it. ”

The noble eldest son had completely shrugged his head at this moment.

All his pride was lost in his words and memories.

"Mother turned her anger into reality. Divine punishment fell from the sky. Countless dark blue light pillars fell from the clouds. They not only destroyed the perfect city, but also caused the wind and sand to hit us all black and blue. The ashes in the sky almost destroyed us. Bury them all."

After hearing this, Moen was stunned for a moment and asked seriously:

"Let me ask, are you sure that was originally done?"

He said without raising his head:

"certainly."

"Um, you must have made you kneel outside the Perfect City in the first place to reflect on your mistakes. Then she rained down divine punishment from the sky and destroyed the Perfect City, so that you were still kneeling outside the Perfect City and watching helplessly. Watching this happen?"

Moen's reaction made him raise his head slightly and said:

"Of course, although countless eras have passed, I was there at that time. Although it was not my creation, and although we parted ways in the end, at that time, as my brother's hard work, it was just like my flesh and blood, which made me respectful. Remember it to this day.”

"How could I forget?"

At the end, Moen heard him say in an almost pleading tone:

"Or do you have another answer?"

It should have been an angry question, but at this moment it was filled with pleading.

It seems that his mother's anger and favoritism are still difficult for him to accept. So much so that he even hoped that Moen could give him a different answer, even if it meant lying to him.

It was hard for Morn to imagine that this was the voice of Profitus. After all, he directly destroyed a race for the victory of Revelation. Even that was his own creation and had never betrayed his creation.

After a moment of hesitation, Moen said:

"No, no, it just doesn't feel like something the original would do."

"Haha, don't you think it's true? Yes, how can a mother be so partial to her children?"

No, I mean, that sounds like something I would do.

After all, this really pays homage to Warhammer.

But there is obviously no way to tell the other party this.

Otherwise, Moen is afraid that if he speaks out, the other party will immediately go crazy.

Moreover, after thinking about it, Moen still felt that it was just a coincidence.

It happened to be called the Perfect City, it happened to be destroyed, and it happened to make the person who created the Perfect City kneel outside the city to reflect and watch the Perfect City's destruction with his own eyes.

It even happened that they rebelled in the end.

Yuanchu is above, isn’t this too much of a coincidence?

However, this can only be a coincidence. Although it looks like a tribute that I can do, I will not torture my brothers who have not done anything big just to pay tribute.

And Yuan Chu shouldn't know that he is the only one who knows. At the same time, the name of the perfect city was chosen by himself.

So it must be a coincidence, right?

Between the two, one is deeply self-deprecating and lonely, while the other is trapped in self-doubt.

The communication with Profitus did let Moen know some problems that he had never discovered before, but it made him more and more confused.

It may be that the previous emotional outburst allowed Profitus to finally vent a lot of pent-up emotions, or it may be that he was simply tired.

In short, Profitus has returned to his previous calmness at this moment.

He was no longer lonely or excited, but said to Moon calmly:

"Trajan, I'm sorry to tell you a lot of irrelevant things. Although this is indeed related to Him, it is really a bit far away, so it seems to have little to do with Him."

Moen shook his head and said:

"It doesn't matter, I am also happy to know things I don't know."

The other party asked Moon in return:

"Your performance is not like what a later person should be like, Trajan, how much do you know?"

"Not more, not less, just enough."

This was just a subconscious answer, but Moon frowned more and more.

Because he found that compared with what he knew, everything he had encountered was really not more, not less, just enough!

At the same time, for some reason, Profitus also smiled and said:

"That's really enough. Although I haven't paid attention to it, I learned about something called games here, and a good game will always give players all the rewards, not too much, not too little, just enough."

"It's not too strong to make players feel bored, and not too weak to make players feel difficult."

After saying that, he looked at Moon deeply and said:

"Not too much, not too little is a test of ability!"

After confirming that Moon's eyes had changed slightly, he suddenly said:

"Is that right, my brother?"

This sudden attack did not bring him what he wanted, or rather, it did give him peace of mind.

Because Moon's expression was only helpless and funny.

"I said, God Profitus, I am not that exaggerated and noble, and I have not seen the glory of creation."

The other party put away his doubts and said:

"Your performance is indeed too strange to me, Trajan. But as you said, let us cooperate happily from now on!"

"All I want is to survive. Although I am not sure what the future can give you, as the prophet's sequence zero, I can predict the prophecy you want for you."

Everyone hates prophets, but everyone likes prophecies.

After all, who doesn't like to master the future and win thousands of miles away, and act after careful planning?

Especially a guy who can foresee the future more and more.

So Profitus's proposal made him very satisfied.

But Moon also pretended to ask:

"If you really doubt who I am, why don't you ask about your magical prophecy?"

For this question, the other party immediately gave an answer:

"I have predicted you, so the prophecies after that will only be the same."

No wonder, it's obvious that you are afraid too.

You dare not give up hope, nor do you dare to really know the answer.

You just leave everything to fate now.

"I see, so, He is indeed back, right? The eldest of the eldest sons?"

Profitus nodded very seriously:

"Yes, this is the only thing I am sure of. Did you hear that heartbeat? It is said that it is a heartbeat that spans two worlds!"

"That is the best proof that He is back!"

The source of everything in front of him also said seriously:

"I have made some inferences and verifications, but I didn't expect it to be such an exaggerated return. So, do you have any other opinions on this?"

"After all, you are the one who witnessed it back then."

He said seriously:

"Since it is a heartbeat, If so, it means that the lost godhood has been taken back by Him. The most important godhood has been taken back, which means that He is no longer an existence that normal gods can face. At the same time, according to my previous prophecy, He is now gradually taking back everything He lost. "

"He used to be very noble, so dazzling that we could hardly look directly at him, but now, after experiencing everything like that and for such a long time, I find it hard to believe that He will still be so noble."

"So even if it has nothing to do with us, I think it is necessary for you to stand with me."

In fact, I did not take back the godhood, nor did I take back everything I lost.

I don't even know how you figured it out.

I just sat in front of you.

After silently complaining a few words in his heart, Moon asked more seriously:

"So what are you going to do? Summon the remaining gods?"

After thinking seriously, he conspired loudly in front of the original owner:

"I don't want to face him, because I still think it is impossible to succeed back then. But if necessary, I can only do this. So when the time comes, please tell the others that He is the only answer to the origin!"

"In this way, everyone should be able to gather together."

Wow, the only answer to the origin

I don't know.

"Of course, not now, because I just want to leave."

After saying that, he summoned a stone tablet again and handed it to Moon.

"This is the only way for me to leave, you may know what it means."

Moen then looked at it.

There was only one sentence on it-only mortal boats can leave!

At the first glance at this prophecy, Moon knew that this guy could not leave.

Because he is not a mortal, he is the eldest son.