Chapter 415 As the Prophecy Shows (4k)

Nearly endless questions poured into Profitus Helios' mind.

The number of people is so large that even the eldest son of a noble god will collapse instantly.

At this moment, he didn't even know whether he should run away or try hard.

The truth came so quickly that he was completely unprepared to face it.

It can only be after a long silence.

He asked Moen with his head slightly down:

"Fenguoye, are you kidding?"

Moen looked at him with great seriousness and said:

"Brother, I don't have any idea of ​​joking."

Profitus continued to remain silent.

Moen stood in front of him without saying a word.

He has done everything and is waiting for it to end now.

In front of Moon, Profitus had already grabbed his hair with both hands and squatted on the moon ring.

The throne behind him is still there, but at this moment, neither Moen nor him have the idea of ​​sitting on it.

Only the goddesses still sat upright on their respective thrones.

Profitus, who had always looked down at the moon ring under his feet, suddenly looked up at Moon.

That look was complicated.

It was so complicated that Moen didn't know how to describe it.

"If this is not a joke, what else is it?"

Profitus's voice was low and there was not much anger in it.

Because of this overly exaggerated fact, he had no idea how he was going to react.

There was no fear that seemed to penetrate the soul at first, nor was there any extreme anger that was awakened after being tricked.

He just didn't know what to say.

This is too outrageous!

However, under the impact of countless complex emotions, Profitus looked at Moon and said very seriously:

"However, I finally understand why Mozi can win my mother's favor, because there is no so-called Mozi at all. You are the only one from beginning to end."

Speaking of this, Profitus couldn't help but laugh at himself:

"Thinking about it now, I suddenly realized that there are so many doubts pointing to this point, but none of us thought of it."

My mother obviously didn't think of looking at any of them, but she only loved Mo Zi very much.

It was obvious that before, it was their brother who had such honor.

There is also the Star Holy Sword created by his mother, and the only possibility that his mother gave him to transcend his destiny.

If you think about it carefully, he should have reacted at that time.

After all, surpassing fate means the possibility of killing the mother's favorite child.

And how could even let such a dangerous "blessing" exist even when they see their brother being angry when they see a drop of blood at their fingertips?

The answer was actually always in front of them at that time.

It's just that none of them can see it.

After another self-deprecating smile, Profitus, who was still squatting on the moon ring, looked up at Moon standing in front of him and said:

"Okay, brother, I accept this. But I still have one, no, I still have a lot of questions to ask you."

"For my mother's sake, I beg you to answer me!"

Moen nodded and said:

"Ask, Profitus."

After squirming his lips a few times, Profitus looked at the goddesses who were still sitting upright and said:

"Their kings are all you alone, right?"

Moen nodded slightly and said:

"Yes, King of Sword and Shield, King of Lion Heart, King of Eternity, King of Moon. They are all me."

When Profitus heard this, he couldn't help but say:

"August is also you. Oh my god, what a veritable king of the world."

He was originally a little interested in Augustus, but he always sneered at Augustus' identity.

After all, obviously no one is more qualified to be called the King of the World than their brother.

Can be produced.

After sighing again and again, Profitus asked again:

"So no problem? Although it's you, is it really okay to trample on the Iron Law of the God King like this?"

Regarding this question, Moen also followed his gaze and looked at the goddesses sitting upright on the moon ring.

He doesn't know how to answer this question.

"I don't know, brother."

The unexpected answer made Profitus slightly stunned.

He thought his brother would say that his mother had given him the only blessing as always.

result. You don't know either?

Profitus, who seemed to understand something, looked at the goddesses on the moon ring and said:

"Don't they know? Then you're telling them everything now?"

Moen shook his head and said:

"They know differently, because I don't know how to answer them, but for now, they don't know."

Although it was not explained directly, Profitus already understood what Moen meant.

He looked at the goddesses who sat upright in his seat from beginning to end and said:

"You just let them be present, but you didn't let them see, so, they didn't know anything."

"No wonder they didn't respond to me before."

Previously, every time a goddess was arrived, Profitus would welcome him, but none of them had responded to him.

They all appeared on the throne and sat motionless after appearing on the moon ring.

At first he was wondering if Tula had conveyed something wrong, so that the goddesses were reluctant to express their basic etiquette.

Moen added:

"Not only that, they will also be responsible for anchoring you tightly here. Keeping you from leaving."

Moon, who was promoted to Demigod, has a hand that can challenge Profitus.

However, he also had to make sure that Profitus would not run away.

If a sequence zero is still the most obsessive prophet, Moen really has no good idea.

So this moon ring is actually the prison prepared by Moon for him.

The goddesses would not come here, but they could anchor them tightly through Moen's arrangement.

The anchoring space made him unable to leave, and the anchoring time made him unable to avoid it.

Then there was his rivalry with Profitus.

"So that's how it is."

After trying it, Profitus found that he was indeed inseparable.

Although I still can't really keep him here forever, it's obviously enough.

"It's like you can do it, not like you can do it. You're still as hard as before. Brother."

This is something the Finnish will do, but not what their brothers will do.

But they are the same person again.

"Brother, why?"

Thinking of this, Profitus asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

"Why do you do this? Why do you appear as Mo Zi, and why do you want us to kill yourself?"

Amid the continuous questions, Profitus had already stood up and looked straight at Moon.

"Why do you hide yourself in the shadow of history, and why do you stand up in a different capacity again and again?"

"Also, what role did my mother play in this?"

One question after another was asked by Profitus.

He felt that this should be what he is pursuing now.

If the Mo Zi and the original eldest son are two people.

Then everything is reasonable, and the eldest sons have developed extreme jealousy towards their brothers.

But if two people are the same person, then it is impossible to understand.

Profitus could only judge that he and his brothers were involved in an extremely complicated event.

But even so, it is still wrong, because their brother is the most loved child by his mother.

And in the mother's world, there is nothing that requires their brother to work so hard.

But for Profitus's problem.

Moen really doesn't know how to answer.

Moen even remembers when he just came back to confront the third generation of Prophets Lord of the Prophet.

The other party asked him a similar question.

The answer he gave at that time was ‘game’.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

But now, Moen can no longer give this answer.

Because Moen found that there were too many things hidden in it that he couldn't see clearly.

He couldn't even tell when he came here.

In theory, he should have been reincarnated in the Federation of People's Relief Hospital twenty years ago.

Then in the past few years, I came into contact with the company and stepped into this extraordinary world that transcends cognition step by step.

However, he felt that perhaps he had been here since the beginning of creation.

That's right and that's wrong, now Moen can't tell the difference.

So Moen shook his head and said:

"I'm sorry, Profitus, I can't answer these questions."

Profitus asked unwillingly:

"But, brother, I'm asking you on behalf of all my brothers! You should give us an answer!"

He almost shouted out the last sentence.

After yelling out, Profitus himself was shocked.

Because he has never been so indifferent to his elder brother.

He has always respected this perfect brother and has always been afraid of that perfection.

But even so, Moen could only say with regret:

"Because I don't know, brother."

Moen felt that he must have lost very important memories.

It's even likely that it's not just about the white disaster.

But to Moon's confession.

Profitus yelled even more out of character:

"Impossible, how could you not know? You are the most loved by our mothers among us! You will give you any mothers you want! How could you not know?"

"You don't want to answer, you don't have to say all this nonsense!"

Looking at Profitus, who was becoming more and more out of control.

Moen can only emphasize once again:

"I don't have to lie to you at this time, Profitus. I really don't even know how to answer all this."

Moen's answer put the atmosphere into silence.

Profitus looked at Moen's expression in every subtle touch.

Try to find the answer using this.

But unfortunately, he found that he was still afraid of his brother, and the wisdom and experience he accumulated over the past four epochs could not give him any help when his heart was in a mess.

So he turned to ask after a moment:

"So what did you come to see me? Since you asked us to kill you, you shouldn't have come to seek revenge on this point, right?"

Profitus finally asked a question that Moon could answer.

This made Moen breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yes, I never thought of causing trouble for any of you because of this. Because that was what I asked you to do."

“At least that is certain.”

The more he communicated with Profitus, the more Moon discovered that he clearly remembered very clearly at the beginning of the creation of the world, there seemed to be some places where the memories were very ambiguous.

Fortunately, it was not all like the white disaster.

No, maybe it is more difficult because of this?

Moen suddenly felt nervous.

"Since you're not here for this, and you imprisoned me here, then you still want to kill me, right?"

"But, for what?"

The question is the outlet, Profitus gave the answer to the question and answer:

"For those mortals?"

Profitus is the most notorious of many eldest sons.

The creatures he destroyed can be measured in terms of race as counting units.

Moen nodded and said:

"It's not only them, it's also for myself."

"For yourself, too?"

This sentence made Profitus fall into a brief confusion, but after a moment, he guessed the truth.

"Are you worried that my eyes should not see what I should have seen? Because of the Iron Law of the God King?"

Moen did not answer, but Profitus became more and more confident in everything.

"You have no opponents nowadays that can be called enemies, but you still let the goddesses not see each other."

"So, what you're afraid of now is the goddesses themselves."

"You are the king. Are you not afraid that they will hurt you. What are you afraid of is that they will hurt each other?"

Profitus said something certain in an inquiring tone.

And wait until the end.

He suddenly looked at Moen and said:

"So, your condition seems to be much worse than I expected. Otherwise, you don't have to worry about such a problem at all. Because you used to be an existence that all of our brothers could not defeat."

"You anchored everything here and made me unable to leave. So have you ever thought that you are really sure to win now?"

Profitus had already walked in front of Moon.

At this moment, the eyes of both sides overlapped.

"So can I ask you one last time, that is, can I resist?"

Moen smiled and said:

"certainly."

Moen's answer made Profitus's mouth provoke a very high curve.

Following this action, the illusory hands that had reached behind Moen's head quietly.

"Then please let me leave for the time being, brother!"

The illusory hands suddenly grabbed Moen's eyes.

The eyes took away the eyes, that was what happened before, and now he wanted to make it happen again.

He didn't believe that his brother would not know, so he wanted to 'see' the answer himself.

The illusory hands easily pierced into the eye sockets.

With a hard grip, Profitus' longing eyes returned to his hands again.

But, a huge surprise came to my mind, and Profitus was surprised to find that he could not see it.

The severe pain came from his eyes, making him kneel in front of Moen with his eyes covering his face.

As the slate shows.