Chapter 2478 Plan

How much Di Ruiji longed for a catastrophe to happen to his hometown!

Ignoring Di Ruigi's revengeful mentality, what I am most concerned about right now is what impact the revived Luke will have on Zephyr Continent.

"So, Dirich, can you predict Luke's next move?"

"What do you want to know?"

"I want to know if it will affect human beings' normal life." After a pause, I added, "And what kind of impact will the black nightmare have on human beings?"

"If it were just Luke, he would probably stay where he was and replenish his energy until his strength was restored. But based on his personality, he would probably rebuild the Silent City during this period."

"Silent City? What is that?"

"The device Luke used to restore his true form could be classified as a lair."

"It turns out to be his lair," I said. "So, Luke is very likely to rebuild a Silent City around the Resurrection Land? By the way, is the Silent City big?"

"Big, very big," Di Ruiji said: "As big as the largest palace you have ever seen."

"Is it as big as the Elf Palace? That's really spectacular."

"Hey, Di Ruigi, do you think if I take the initiative to contact Luke, will he kill me?"

"Without a doubt."

"But I have no grudge against him!"

"He hates humans just as he hates that woman. Human stupidity and impulse ruined his hard work and shattered his dream of returning to his hometown."

"It's not me," I muttered in a low voice, and sighed: "It's such a pity. I thought I could get up close and chat with the legendary powerful apostle face to face. Well, the conscious space doesn't count. I mean, in reality in the world.”

"You won't like it." Di Ruiji looked at the bonfire and said slowly: "Luke is a taciturn old man. In the thousands of years he has been in his hometown, he has not even said a word to anyone."

I was quite curious about this: "Don't he feel bored?"

"I don't know. You can ask him face to face."

"Stop kidding, you just said he hates humans."

"But you are not human, you just look similar. As long as you can be killed by him once, he will probably put you off the hate list."

"Are you kidding me!" I jumped up like a frightened rabbit: "You're already dead, do you still need to hate me?"

"For humans, death is the end, but for you, death is just a process. Do you think that you have never died so far?"

With a confused look on my face, I murmured, "Have I ever died?"

"In the Hanging City, your heart was shot through by a laser, and in the upper level of Yamon, your body was severely impacted by the explosion. These are all fatal situations for humans, aren't they?"

"If it's just this kind of death, I might be able to accept it."

Di Ruiji suddenly became interested: "Where do you think death is? What does it look like?"

"It was completely blown to pieces, or crushed into powder or something like that."

"Luke just hates humans, but he is not a pervert. Of course, he will chop off your head." Di Ruiji asked abruptly: "If the head is gone, can your body still have another head?"

"I haven't tried it, but I don't think it can. And even if it can, whether the trunk grows a head or the head grows a body is a question."

"You think a lot," Di Ruijie said with a smile.

"Okay, it's time to go back." Dirich said in a deep voice: "If you really plan to talk to Luke, it's best to persuade other apostles to accompany you. I suggest you find Antuun."

"That big turtle? Hasn't its apostolic power disappeared?"

"An apostle without the power of an apostle is still a powerful creature. And who told you that Antuun's power of apostle has completely disappeared?"

Di Ruiji sneered: "Do you really think that the power of the apostle will disappear with the passing of life? Haha, you are just as naive as that woman."

The picture in front of me suddenly became blurry, and the next second, I returned to the real world.

He took out his pocket watch and looked at it, it was one o'clock in the morning.

After hesitating for a moment, I dialed Master Dewey.

As I expected, Master Dewey was not asleep. His voice was slightly tired, but his logic was still clear.

"Xiao Yi, it's so late and you still haven't slept yet?"

"Yes, foster father, aren't you awake too?"

He laughed dryly: "I can't sleep. Such an accident happened suddenly. I'm very sad."

"Who says it's not the case? I suddenly lost so many of my companions who we had been with day and night. If it were me, I would be so sad that I couldn't sleep at night."

"I really didn't expect that such terrifying things could exist in ancient ruins hundreds of millions of years ago!"

"Um, foster father, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."

He sighed and said weakly: "Go ahead."

"That heart, it's probably not a product of technology."

"What did you say?"

"I said, that heart is not the product of the Sky Clan people, but an alien creature!"

"Are you sure?" Master Dewey's tone suddenly became serious and serious.

"Sure!"

"reason?"

"The bionic body technology of the Sky Clan people has not yet reached this level. It can keep a heart alive for hundreds of millions of years without withering and necrosis. If this technology really exists, will the Sky Clan people possibly decline? No! They will definitely do it. Replace the goblins and become the ruler of Zephyr Continent!"

after a long silence

"What you say makes sense," Master Dewey said in a deep voice: "If the Heavenly Clan people really master such science and technology, they will definitely not give up the opportunity to dominate the Zephyr Continent. After all, they are also human beings."

While speaking, Master Dewey breathed a sigh of relief and his tone became much more relaxed: "What you just said has untied the knot in my heart. It seems that I can sleep well tonight."

"Oh, by the way, Xiaoyi, what else do you know about that heart?"

"A lot, but I think it's best to find an opportunity to meet in person for a confidential discussion." I lowered my voice and said seriously: "This matter is of great importance. Once word spreads, it may cause panic."

"Haha, I didn't expect that my son would also learn to bury his burden. Well, since you said so, let's discuss it next time we meet."

As he said that, he took a breath: "I'm sleepy, so I'll go to bed first. There are still many things to deal with tomorrow."

"Good foster father."

After that, he hung up the call.

Lying in bed, I started thinking about my schedule for the next few days.

I have been accompanying the friendly forces of the Naga tribe for many days, and my current priority is to follow the clues and find the mastermind behind the poisoning of the three queens and two elders.

After solving this problem, it's time to set sail and take the magic airship to the island where Antun is located and ask for help.

As long as Antuen is willing to help, Luke's problem may be solved very well. As long as these apostles don't cause trouble, they may even become the patron saint of Zephyr Continent.

Of course, there is a prerequisite: the world must abandon its old ideas and recognize the existence of the apostles.

This is a pretty tough question.