Chapter 3212 The Battle Between Apostles and Apostles

Long-legged Lotus's intelligence is rare in the entire demon world.

As for why he was plotted by the second apostle, Weeping Eyes Held, it can only be said that he is too kind.

His kindness has reached a somewhat naive level, thinking that Held would not be so heartbroken.

It's a pity that he underestimated Held's bottom line.

But this does not hinder the status of Longfoot Lotus in the hearts of the apostles.

Even the fourth apostle Casillas had to admit that Lotus was the smartest guy in the demon world.

At the same time, he also admitted that even he could not compete with the strength that Lotus could display in the sea.

It can even be said that in the entire demon world, no one dares to say that they can defeat Lotus in the ocean, not even the first apostle!

This sounds quite exaggerated.

If it hadn't come from Casillas' mouth, I wouldn't have believed it.

I really didn’t expect that Long-Legged Lotus, who was so timid in the Zephyr Continent, would be so majestic in the Demon World.

However, this also proves from the side how terrifying Zephyr Continent is.

The real land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers is never clear and watertight. Only when you are there can you realize its special features.

Near noon on the fourth day, we finally arrived at the place where Preisis fought with the apostle.

At this moment, the place has been reduced to ruins, and thunder falls from time to time. Whenever thunder falls to the ground, a black lightning will drill out of the ground and collide with the thunder.

The two thunders collided and did not merge, but exploded violently.

Electricity as thick as a hemp rope spread out from the point of contact, baptizing an area of ​​the ground, crushing the grass, gravel, and soil placed in it again, and those things that had been crushed long ago were even more shattered. It exploded into ashes and disappeared with the wind, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"What a terrible lightning!"

As a bystander, I was already so shocked by everything in front of me that I couldn't help but exclaimed.

"This is Preiss' attack method," Casillas said solemnly: "He is a genius, the overlord of the sky, and lightning is his weapon."

"I already understand the truth, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"Is the one flying in the sky Preiss, or is the one standing on the ground Preiss?"

"Such a bright light cannot cover your sight. It seems that this time, I have not found the wrong person."

Casillas glanced at me approvingly and said: "Preiss does not belong to any one of them. Only when they come together is the real Preiss."

"Together?" My surprised eyes kept wandering on the sky and the ground. At the same time, my thoughts were running rapidly. After a few seconds, I frowned and said in a deep voice: "Could it be said that the two of them are one?"

"It seems that you have seen their essence." Casillas said lightly: "Yes, the two of them are originally one body. One carries the good side of Preiss, and the other carries the good side of Preiss. His evil side, his good side, inherited the name Prey, and his evil side inherited the name Isis.”

"May I ask which one is good and which one is evil?"

"The one in the sky who releases the white lightning is named Pre, and the one on the ground who releases the black lightning is named Isis."

"Oh" I nodded repeatedly: "I understand."

Although I have figured out the nature and names of these two apostles, as well as Casillas's evaluation of them, I am only convinced of the former and not the latter.

What is good and what is evil?

This is simply an abstract and relative concept.

Abstract because it is difficult to explain, and relative because different perspectives lead to different conclusions.

If you look at the problem from a perspective that is beneficial to you, as long as you benefit, no matter how big the waves are, it is still good.

If we think about the entire demon world, it can only be considered good if it brings benefits to the demon world. As for the victim himself, it doesn't matter even if he is in danger or his life hangs by a thread.

As for evil, the concept is very simple. As long as you do something that is contrary to good, it is evil.

The difference is that the first kind of evil is to put oneself out of things and do things that are not good for oneself, which is called evil.

The second type is to put yourself in the situation and do things that are good for yourself and do not matter whether it is good or bad for others. This is called evil.

In my opinion, only this definition of good and evil can be considered fair.

Unfortunately, there is no such definition in Casillas.

Perhaps, it's not that Casillas can't look at problems from other angles, it's just that he is a fighting maniac and doesn't want to waste extra time on such meaningless things.

Anyway, whether it is good or evil, as long as it does not involve his interests, he never bothers to care about it.

But once his interests are involved, he will chase them to the ends of the earth to find out.

The so-called good and evil fall exactly into the former situation.

Thunder rolled and the earth roared.

The cracked ground was once again ravaged by the residual power of thunder and lightning, and the skin and flesh were ripped apart.

Casillas told me that today's battle is about to end.

"End?" I asked curiously, "Will the apostles also feel tired?"

He glanced sideways at me: "You don't think that the apostles are just a group of tireless monsters, do you?"

"I'm not talking about monsters. I just thought you would never get tired. After all, in the demon world, you are regarded as gods."

"It is only because of the great power that they are treated as gods. This is the yearning of the weak for the strong. They may act so blindly because of the unknown powerful power, but we cannot. Gods are gods, and apostles are apostles. , Gods are beings like great wills who can create the world, but we cannot."

"To a certain extent, we are like humans, we get hurt, we get tired, we get happy, we get sad."

Hearing this, I curled my lips and said in disappointment, "It turns out I was overthinking."

"This is just a wrong judgment made by you who only know the surface and don't know the inside. It has nothing to do with overthinking or underthinking."

As soon as he finished speaking, another thunder exploded from the ground.

This thunder was louder and more powerful than the previous thunders. It lifted up the ground several meters long, half a meter thick, and turned into powder when it flew into the air.

The shock wave after the explosion was like a rolling flood, sweeping towards me.

For a moment, I felt like I was in a raging flood, and my body moved involuntarily with the air waves.

But I didn’t want to show my shame in front of Casillas, so I pulled out the demon sword and stabbed it into the ground hard. The blade sank into the ground more than half a foot deep.