Chapter 1085 One Thousand and Eighty-Three Thousand Years of "Witch Hunting"
Chapter 1085 One Thousand and Eighty-three Chapters·Thousand Years·"Witch Hunting"
Su Mingan was too lazy to care about Boris. He and Yueyue checked their identities. Yueyue was a saint.
He considered a possibility - before being selected by a third party, the witch had a higher priority. The identity of the witch was enough to be covered by any identity without being awakened. If one of him, Yueyue, and Boris was a witch who had not awakened, the situation would become very troublesome. At that time, which one would take priority over the victory conditions of the third party or the victory conditions of the witch?
He was the angel of order, the most useful of the three angels. Whether it was the angel of judgment or the angel of killing, it was easy to prove their identity, but the angel of order had no ability to prove its identity. The witch must be trying to find the angel of order.
Ten minutes later, the discussion time was over.
Su Mingan was teleported into a pure white space alone.
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[Angel of Order No. 1, please choose the "exoneration" object today. 】
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"Noel No. 4." Su Mingan said.
Noel had to be punished during the daytime session, and his condition must be bad.
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[Angel of Order No. 1, decide to protect player No. 4. ]
[Action has been determined. ]
[Daytime has arrived. ]
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Su Mingan's eyes lit up.
He stood on a long corridor, with candles burning dimly on both sides. Yueyue stood beside him.
"The daytime session is to let us walk through the maze?" Su Mingan observed for a moment: "Since there is a session of using identities, it means that the witch may have used a knife. A contestant has died in a place we can't see. The witch's knife every night should be an instant death, and the witch can also kill people in the maze, which means that the speed of attrition will be very fast."
Yueyue nodded: "You are not dead, which means that the current witch does not have a deep hostility towards you."
They walked for a while and found a fork in the road with a mirror on the wall.
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[Welcome to the fork in the road and start the daytime session. 】The bloody words appeared on the mirror:
【“There are tens of millions of paths in a person’s life. If life is turned into a game, every key decision point will determine the ending of a person’s life, whether it is a happy ending or a sad ending.”】
【“Are you satisfied with your life so far? If you were given the opportunity to choose again, if you were given the opportunity to save and load the game - just like a game, would you be willing to play this game called ‘life’ again?”】
【The daytime session officially begins. 】
The amethyst flickered, and the candles on both sides burned automatically without wind. The scene around Su Mingan suddenly changed -
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Su Mingan opened his eyes.
People outside the window were running away, and the scattered white buildings had a sense of beauty of ice and snow, but revealed an extremely technological coldness. The sound-generating instruments everywhere sent out cold voices over and over again:
“From now on, the new god has arrived, and the old god has passed away.”
This is…
He suddenly realized.
…A thousand years ago?
"...Teacher, the new god wants to kill all those who support the old god. General Qin asked me to take you out of the city first!" A handsome young man ran to the door and grabbed Su Mingan's arm.
Su Mingan subconsciously said: "Students..."
This sentence was not what he wanted to say, but blurted out. It seems that he is semi-substitution, similar to emotional resonance. If he does not actively interfere, the body will act on its own.
"The new god will not embarrass them! But you are different. In the eyes of the new god, you are a big believer of the old god..." The young man ran out with Su Mingan.
...Who am I possessed?
Su Mingan looked back and saw that the students were quickly collecting data and putting it into their respective USB flash drives. The gods are about to erase history, and people are hurriedly saving history. But Su Mingan knows that these actions are almost useless, and nothing will be left in the end.
This was a thousand years ago.
... So far, Su Mingan does not understand why the gods want to erase history. If this era continues to develop for a thousand years, the level of science and technology may be raised to an unimaginable level, and even starships and wormhole technologies may be designed.
Running on the corridor, Su Mingan overlooked the beauty of the city through the glass - hundreds of tracks crossed the sky, small planes flew across the sky, people used a kind of scooter that could automatically cross mountains and ridges to travel, and had a high-intelligence instrument similar to Adu clipped on their ears.
However, blood spread on the clean ground. Schools were smashed, financial buildings were blown up, and hospitals were broken into. Large groups of rioters poured into the streets to eradicate those who supported the old gods.
He saw a very tall building in the distance, which seemed to be made of a hexagonal prism, with a gem-like cleanliness. A pure white figure stood on the rooftop. The noble sunlight fell on His shoulders.
... God.
It was He who started this chaos, it was He who ordered people to riot, and it was He who announced the death of the old gods.
——The eraser of history, the usurper of power.
Thousands of years later, the gods wanted to expel Dieying because Dieying was an invader. What were the gods thinking about a thousand years ago?
Su Mingan glanced at the figure.
"...Hmm?" Watch Ah Du suddenly made a puzzled sound.
"What's wrong?" Su Ming'an said.
"Hmm... No, nothing..." Ah Du fell silent.
They ran underground, and the young man stuffed Su Ming'an into an instrument. The instrument was shaped like an eggshell, with red and blue pipes connected around it.
He heard people shouting in the distance, rushing towards him.
"--This way!"
"--Kill him!"
At least hundreds of people broke in here, and the footsteps were mighty.
"You..." Su Mingan just spoke, and the eggshell he was in was closed, and the glass cover fell down, tightly closed. He looked at the young man through the glass: "Where are we going?"
"To a safe place. I didn't expect the gods to move so quickly, damn..." The young man stood outside the eggshell, operating his hands quickly, quickly inputting the transmission location.
His fingers were trembling, he was afraid.
"The old god will come back, he will definitely come back. The gods will definitely be punished..." He trembled and muttered to himself.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Su Mingan saw the electric batons and guns in people's hands, and even electromagnetic guns and floating guns.
"Click."
The young man hit a button, the eggshell started, and a white light came on. This should be a single-person transmission device that will send Su Mingan to a safe place. There is no second transmission device here, and it is obviously for emergency use.
"Teacher." The young man breathed a sigh of relief after starting the transmission device. He glanced at Su Mingan, his eyes full of expectation:
"I wish you peace, you must find the old god back..."
Bang.
The next moment.
The crackling sound was like dripping waves.
"Kill the supporters of the old god--!"
"Kill them--!"
The gunshot rang out, and blood splashed on the glass cover of the eggshell, revealing a clean color.
The transmission started, Su Mingan stretched out his hand, and his fingers were on the glass. He saw the regret in the young man's eyes, and then the exploded skull covered his vision.
The black blood fell along the glass cover, and his ears became silent in an instant.
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This is the first year of the Tianshi Era (more than 1100 years ago).
The new god took the throne.
The old god was declared dead.
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