Chapter 1214： The Unknown Case of God (1/2)

The answer from the leader of the dragon clan made Modil sluggish on the spot. The old mage always believed that he was determined to deal with things calmly. No matter what situation he encountered, he would rarely fall into a state of astonishment. However, he knew at this moment that his state of mind was only because he had not met A truly outrageous situation-a deity who had been missing for more than 1.8 million years just smashed in front of him like this, and the usual calm mentality also caused huge waves at this time.

"You... tell me in detail," Modil couldn't help leaning his upper body forward, his face was full of amazement and curiosity, "the missing ancient god? There is also a saying of "missing" in the gods?"

"Of course, the gods can even be killed, they can be expelled, they can flee, they can hide, and even commit suicide under certain circumstances-divinity and humanity are two sides," Herragor said solemnly, but in Before continuing to answer Modil’s questions, he first confirmed the state of the old mage, "Talking about the gods is a dangerous thing. I must first determine your situation, Master Modil, you are sure that you are facing the one... …God? Did you hear His voice?"

"I'm sure, 100% sure--otherwise, why am I kidding?"

"Sorry, it's just too bizarre, I can't help but want to confirm it a few more times," Herragor nodded, "When you hear his voice and see his figure, you don't feel spiritually contaminated. ?? Including waking up and didn't hear continuous babbling or other strange noises in my mind?"

"No, I'm also very strange at this point-I know what mental pollution is. In some ancient ruins and ruins, I have come into contact with relics with mental pollution. Those pollution caused by evil spirits and evil spirits can continue. For a long time, but after witnessing the figure of the'lady', I did not suffer any continuous damage... But by the way, although the'lady' did not cause pollution, the one who ran from the ruins of the city The horror that came out made me feel extremely dangerous. I'm sure that if I looked at him more than once, it would be difficult to get out of my body."

"You mentioned that there is a starry sky pattern on the'lady''s throne, but you can't remember the specific content at all?" Herragor asked again, "and you tried to record what the'lady' did. Describe the dream, but after waking up, the corresponding note has also become an unrecognizable graffiti?"

Modil nodded: "Yes, it seems that there is some power preventing this knowledge from entering the real world. Whether it is with my memory or with the help of the notes I wrote, all traces have been erased."

Herragor frowned and muttered to himself in confusion: "...A typical god'miracle', but there is no corresponding divine pollution... What happened to him? And there is also the starry sky, which is not the starry sky. He holds the right authority..."

"So which deity is that you are talking about?" Modil finally couldn't help asking, "I already..."

"The Goddess of Shadow, Lady Night, the master and protector of shadows and nights-his mythological feature is a huge body, a long dress that can cover the earth like a night, the light and shadow wandering around, and the black and **** that separates the boundary between light and shadow. Rod," Herragor said without concealing it, looking into Modil's eyes, "In this era, except for a few ancient dragons and...ancient existence, no mortal knows the accurate description of these mythological features. "

Modil sat at the table, opened his mouth, and said a few seconds later: "Oh, huh...so this deity has disappeared..."

"Yes, missing, but few mortal races in the world know this," Herragor said slowly. "People who can master the way of shadows have always been rare, and mortals who worship them are among them. In the minority, because it is almost impossible to obtain a response from the magical field and a clear oracle, the shadow faith is thin, loose, and intermittent in each season of civilization. The world believes that the shadow goddess or the lady of the night is a person who does not pay attention to the mortal world. Some people even question whether this **** is real, and only the oldest beings know that the Shadow Goddess does exist, but... he has been missing for more than 1.8 million years, and after his disappearance, This world has strangely never produced a new shadow deity."

This ancient dragon who has experienced civilization changes again and again said in a low voice, he himself is an "ancient existence" who knows those secrets: in his youth, in the years before the sailors, in the dragon It was only one of the many extraordinary races on this planet, and there were many intelligent races and corresponding gods on the other continents. He knew that shadow goddess was one of the main gods of the Loren continent at that time. The master of the night, shared by several dark races, has mythological characteristics as described by Modil.

After the sailor arrived, the dragons chose to close themselves, and the gods who had fallen into madness other than Talronde were purged. Almost all the gods were completely destroyed by the sailor’s expeditionary fleet, only the shadow goddess. ...... It seems miraculously escaped the hunting of the sailor.

This matter is known to only a handful of people on the entire planet-this handful obviously does not include Modil.

So the scenes described by this great adventurer could not have been made up by him.

"...It looks like I have a big event," Modil looked at the more serious expression on the face of the giant dragon leader in front of him, nodded with very rich experience, "Well, it's another big event."

Hragor looked at the great adventurer in front of him seriously: "Have you ever been in contact with weird relics in the Shadow Realm, or touched something similar to the relics of gods?"

"I don't remember," Modil shook his head honestly, "I don't even remember that I have been to such a weird place in the Shadow Realm, let alone the ruins of the gods related to it... But I remember you Yes, who can tell?"

"...This is indeed a problem." Herragor withdrew his gaze and said with a little helplessness. Modil recalled the details in his memory and asked: "Then about the distortion that emerged from the ruins of the city. Things...do you know anything?"

Herragor thought with a serious expression, seeming to be traversing his nearly two million years of memory, but in the end he still shook his head regretfully: "I have never heard of or seen it before. Something like it... it must have never been seen in the real world, but one thing is certain... If the lady you see is Miss Ye who has been missing for more than 1.8 million years, then the only one who is against it is It could be another god, or an existence equivalent to a god."

Modil covered his head with his hands, and muttered as if he had a headache: "...If it was so, it would be the ugliest **** I have ever heard of. Then again, how could I suddenly hit these existences? Dealing with?"

"I don't know the reason, but many times in the field involving gods, mortals and gods do not have the power to determine their own destiny. It may be just a coincidence, or it may be due to an accident many years ago," Herragor raised his head, attitude. Extremely solemn and sincere, "No matter what the reason, you have been entangled in fate, Master Modil-please be cautious next, after leaving here, don't talk about your dreams with ordinary people unless necessary. Now, it’s better not to mention any words about Lady Ye and the distorted chaotic thing, to prevent the two high-level beings who don’t know where they are from establishing further contact with you through the power of words and cognition.