Chapter 321 Fake News

"Sir, the King of the Great Merciful Tree, and the King of the Little Lucky Grass."

Elhaysen patiently waited until the two gods stopped communicating, then stepped forward and saluted them.

"Well, thank you for your hard work." King Dacishu nodded, "Have you found out the intention of the Teaching Order?"

"The situation has been identified. The purpose of the Order is..."

Elhaysen paused, glanced at Nasida, narrowed his eyes, and said: "The God-Creation Project, the Order Academy and the Fools conspired to create a new god that can be controlled."

"To create a god...plan...?"

Nasida was completely stunned, her expression was a little dazed and at a loss. She wanted to think that she had heard wrongly, but she knew clearly that she had heard right.

The Order Council wants to create a new god, and Xumi wants a new god.

What about yourself?

They... don't need the God of Wisdom anymore? Sumeru...you don’t need me anymore?

Nacida pursed her lips tightly, trying to suppress her sadness, like a little girl who was bullied but refused to cry, but her eyes were a little red, stubborn and pitiful.

This kind of performance... Is Mr. Little Lucky Grass King really a god... Elhaysen frowned slightly, but soon relaxed, and thought of a more reasonable explanation: For gods, five hundred years of divine birth is obviously considered Nothing, so Mr. Little Lucky Grass King is still in his infancy, and it is normal for him to be fragile, childish and naive.

It just doesn't look like a god.

Elhaysen's eyes flashed slightly and he looked at the Great Ci Tree King.

It would be great if the Great Mercy Tree King could come back. Maybe he would personally teach the Little Lucky Grass King for hundreds of years, and the current God of Wisdom would live up to the name of [wisdom].

"If you want to create a new god, the manpower, material resources and various conditions required are quite harsh. How do the Order and the Fools plan to achieve it?" King Daci Shu noticed Elhaysen's eyes and took over the topic lightly.

He could naturally see Elhaysen's thoughts, but if the situation was not forced, in his original idea, they would not have a very brief encounter until Nasida personally "delete" him from the World Tree. .

Not like this now... King Daci Shu sighed softly in his heart and lowered his eyes to look at his arm. The body that was originally condensed with pure brilliance was stained with scarlet, and there were faint lines of scales emerging. Whenever the scales appeared, evil and chaotic murmurs would appear along with bursts of heart-burning pain.

Forbidden knowledge has been eroding his body and mind. His time is running out and he can only hope that Nasida can grow up in this short time. Or before He really dies, he has the opportunity to face that terrifying existence, make a deal, or self-sacrifice, which can at least alleviate the pressure on Sumeru and Nasida.

"The Fools took out a Heartless Doll and Inazuma's Heart of God. The Teaching Council used the computing power of the void as fuel to help the Doll ascend to the throne of God."

Elhaysen repeated the information he had collected verbatim, with confusion in his eyes: "Master Daci Shuwang, how does the Order Academy plan to burn the computing power of the void?"

"...Use the brains of the people of Xumi as a mine to mine energy. Only in this way can we ensure the huge computing power required for the birth of the new god."

The Great Ci Tree King took a deep breath and looked solemn: "No matter whether the new god is born or not, the children of Sumeru will be harmed. Nasida and Elhaysen, we must stop them."

"yes."

Elhaysen looked solemn.

"I see."

Nacida rubbed her eyes, her voice had a faint nasal sound.

"In addition to stopping the God-making plan of the Holy Order, there is another matter that needs to be dealt with urgently."

The Great Merciful Tree King endured the pain that was eroding his heart and said without revealing anything on his face: "If Sumeru wants to get through this difficulty, he must not be disturbed by other interference. Nasida, you must get out of the Jingshan Palace as soon as possible and go to the desert for a walk." ”

"desert?"

Nasida was slightly startled, and Elhaysen hesitated for two seconds before tentatively asking: "Lord Daci Tree King, the urgent matter you are talking about refers to...Grass Dragon King Apep?"

"Yes, it's Him."

The Daci Tree King looked at him with a slightly surprised look: "I thought there were no humans in Sumeru who knew about Apep. Where did you get the news about Apep?"

Elhaysen did not hesitate and told everything about the old ancient books, mysterious communications, and deliberate guidance.

If there was only the Little Lucky Grass King, he might still hesitate. After all, looking at the appearance of the Little Lucky Grass King, it made people feel that there were some things that he didn't have a solution to, but that he just had one more person to worry about.

But King Daci Shu is different. In front of Him, the people of Sumeru have nothing to reserve.

The Daci Tree King nodded at first, then his eyes opened wider and wider, with obvious astonishment and surprise in his eyes, and then he became cautious and thoughtful. After Elhaysen finished speaking, he exhaled softly and said: "That person is misleading you. The truth between Forbidden Knowledge, Red King and Apep is not like this."

He carefully considered his words and told the truth of that year one by one.

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Jiaolingyuan, Shiluo Podan College.

"You really don't know what the so-called boy is..."

Khawaja, the intellectual sage, put down the letter in his hand and couldn't help shaking his head and muttering.

Rejected again, the scholar named Tinari, a student of the sage Nafis of the Bioscientific School, turned out to be both master and disciple with a stubborn temper, and no amount of persuasion had any effect.

If you refuse, just refuse. The project has already passed the most difficult hurdle, and it no longer matters whether the sages of the Sangon sect participate in it.

Khawaja took off his glasses, raised his hand to pinch the corners of his eyes, and heard a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Kawaja shouted, put on his glasses, and after seeing who came in, he raised his white eyebrows and asked curiously: "Azar? How come you have time to come to me?"

Whether it is a big project like the God-making Plan or a small project like the coordination of folk performances, it needs the handling of the great sage Azar, and his schedule is full. Logically speaking, he should not have time to come to the office of his Zhilun School sage these days.

"You came at the right time. In half an hour, I will have a meeting with my students to listen to their gains and summaries of this month."

Kawaja walked out from behind his desk, came to the tea table, opened the cup, and poured a cup of hot water for Azar: "Sit down. I don't have any good coffee here. I'm sorry you have to make do with it."

"That should be coffee, right? Kawaja, you are too perfunctory."

Azar glanced at the hot water and shook his head: "If others see it, they will think I have cut the daily funds of your Zhilun Sect."

"It can be increased even if it is not cut, at least..."

"Hehe, dreaming."

After a friendly and cordial greeting, Kawaja held the coffee brought by his secretary, squinted his eyes, and looked at Azar through the light water vapor rising from the cup: "What happened? You wouldn't come here on your own initiative if you had nothing to do."

"About an hour ago, I encountered an attack."

Azar did not touch the hot water on the table, nor did he touch the newly delivered coffee. He was silent for two seconds and said in a complicated tone: "The attacker is... Little Jixiang Grass King."