Chapter 1779 I Am Not Me, You Are You (Two in One) (1/2)

The two sat there for a long time.

Lin stared at the hole above the palace, wondering what she was thinking.

Lin Shan, on the other hand, focused all his attention on the locked gods.

The reason why they are called great gods is because Lin Shan does not know their specific strength, but what is certain is that any living organism here is much stronger than him.

The first thing that can be judged is that these creatures are most likely dead.

At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

Their bodies are only shells, and their souls and consciousness have long been gone.

The reason why they can continue to bleed is because their previous physical bodies were too powerful and reached the level of eternity, and no external force could corrode their physical bodies.

After studying for a while, Lin Shan, who found nothing, turned his head and looked at Lin, who was still in a trance.

Guess this guy's intention in bringing him here.

"What is the purpose of the outer gods fighting for the fragments of the Origin World?"

"What is the reason why the gray mist protects the source world fragments?"

"What's the purpose of bringing me here?"

Lin Shan asked three questions in a row.

Lin raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she felt that Lin Shan had a lot of questions.

After two seconds, she said.

"The purpose... there is the origin of everything and the truth of everything in the source world. Isn't that enough?" She asked rhetorically, and then added, "Just like when you are an ordinary person, you want to be extraordinary, and when you become extraordinary, you want to be extraordinary." Becoming a god is based on the same principle. If you can master the fragments of the source world, you will have the opportunity to master nature and change from a person who follows the rules to a person who makes the rules. "

Lin Shan thought for a moment and nodded, "That's enough, this is desire."

Lin nodded slightly, "The premise for desire is the inequality of resources."

"Even a beast without a brain will be unhappy because other beasts eat better. This is desire."

"Do you have the idea of ​​​​eliminating desire? You must first eliminate the entire void and then rebuild it. Also, your idea is also a kind of desire."

Lin Shan looked slightly stunned, "When did I have this idea?"

"So I said 'could it be'."

Lin stood up and patted the non-existent dust on her robe.

"Then, the second question is, who are the people locked here?"

Lin Shan didn't want to argue with her about these meaningless things.

"They are all the seniors of all races," Lin said with a hint of complicated emotions in her tone, "I don't know why they are here."

Lin walked to an empty shell and stopped. She gently raised her hand and pointed at the empty shell, "Look, does this person look like me?"

Lin Shan followed her hand and found that the empty shell was surrounded by purple energy, and its face was surprisingly similar to Lin's. Although it had lost its vitality, a closer comparison revealed that it was at least eighty similar.

The empty face is as pale as paper, with deep-set eyes, and there seems to be unfinished sadness in the eye sockets. The high bridge of the nose, the slightly raised corners of the mouth, and even the arc of the eyebrows are exactly the same.

Lin Shan actually discovered this a long time ago.

Not just Lin, he saw almost all the current human pioneers among these people, including the two who disappeared long ago.

But that doesn't include him.

Lin's fingers gently traced the empty shell's cheek, and her fingertips touched the cold skin.

Her voice was low, "She brought me here. This is my predecessor, a part of my past."

Lin Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, "predecessor", such a familiar word.

"Your predecessor? What do you mean?"

Lin turned around and met Lin Shan's eyes.

"You should know this very well. For us masters, there are almost no secrets in the gray mist universe. As long as I want, I can know all your information."

"It's the predecessor you know. I'm going to tell you now that what you know is wrong."

"We are all characters in this game."

"Each of us is a chosen pawn, and our fate has already been determined."

"But I don't want to be a chess piece. I want to control my own destiny. Perhaps out of pity, she told me part of the truth." Lin stared at the empty shell next to her and said faintly, "Part of the terrible truth."

"You know? In the course of this gray fog or even hundreds of ticks, many things are happening in cycles."

"I don't know. If you don't mind, you can tell me." Lin Shan looked back at her.

Lin Shan also heard similar words, but forgot where he heard them.

Lin looked at Lin Shan deeply and said softly, "Now, let me answer your last question - the purpose of bringing you here."

Lin Shan remained expressionless, waiting for her next words.

Lin continued, "To sum up, you should already know some basic information."

"'I am me, and she is me too. She is my predecessor, the me I once was, the source me, and the real me. The me now is just a false existence that evolved from my predecessor.'"

Lin Shan frowned when he heard it. What is true or false? If he said that, wouldn't he also be false?

As if she understood what Lin Shan was thinking, Lin's voice was cold and firm, "If he is your predecessor as you think, then you must also be false."

"But you are not, you are real, your predecessor is yourself, you are your predecessor, and I am not me, you are you."

Lin Shan was a little dazed after hearing this, but gradually understood the general situation.

Combining what Elutia said to him before and the few words he heard before, Lin Shan did not immediately deny Lin's words.

He took a deep breath and asked, "How are you sure that you are not you, but I am me?"

Lin's eyes became deep, pointing to the empty shell behind, "She told me."

There was a hint of helplessness in her tone, "Although I was a little unhappy, she gave me a chance to resist."

Lin Shan was silent for a moment, as if thinking about the authenticity of this information.

"She told me that you can open the door to the source world from this ruined palace, but you must advance to an indescribable level." There was a hint of expectation in Lin's voice.

Lin Shan looked astonished, "That's why you found me and helped me? But unfortunately, I can't help you. I don't know how to open the so-called channel."

Lin didn't say anything, but turned around and walked dozens of steps forward until she came to a position close to the five great gods.

Lin Shan followed her silently.

As I got closer, I discovered that there was a throne on the lower left side of the belt of five great gods.

This throne is in dilapidated condition, with only the base still remaining. After being vandalized, it has experienced countless years of erosion.

Lin Shan was in a daze, and countless vague memory fragments seemed to flash through his mind.

When he wanted to see these fragments clearly, he found that all the fragments seemed to be locked and could not be seen at all.

"Just as you think about it," Lin's voice rang in his ears, "it was you who once sat here."

Lin Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, "I hope that's not me."

Lin continued, "She told me that it was you who broke free of the chains and walked out. You were the only one here who could do it."

Lin Shan was silent for a long time and then repeated, "I am not him."

Although sometimes there is a lot of evidence in front of him and many people have said the same thing to him, Lin Shan just doesn't want to believe that he is the same person as he used to be.

This was not because of stubbornness, but an almost instinctive reaction. He could not admit it, nor could he accept it. He was inexplicably sure that it was not him.

He didn't want to be in another person's shadow.

Lin nodded in agreement, "You are indeed not him, but she told me that he is you, and you are the source of everything."

Eldiya also said this.

If it was his source, why couldn't he remember it at all? Those memories that were forced into his mind were so unfamiliar.

Lin Shan's heart was filled with countless emotions that he couldn't sort out for a while.

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Lin's eyes became more expectant, "I have said everything that needs to be said. As an additional reward, you can help me open the door to the source world."

Lin Shan shook his head, "I can't."

Lin expected that Lin Shan would say this, and gently pointed to a small blood groove on the remains of the throne, "As long as you drip blood here."

Lin Shan stepped forward to check and found that the blood tank was connected to the ground and penetrated deep into the underground of the dilapidated palace.

He stared at Lin. Although he was calm on the outside, his heart was already in a mess.

He knew that his blood could do some things, such as breaking the seal, but he had never opened any door with his blood.

Instinctively cautious, Lin Shan did not want to try easily, but this caution only lasted less than a second.

What is he cautious about?

Will the opened door release the Ancient God and slap him and the Gray Mist Universe to death?

"I would like to ask a few final questions." Lin Shan took a deep breath and said.

Lin nodded, "As long as you are willing to help me, I can ask anything."

Lin Shan took a deep breath and started asking questions.

"First question, what is your purpose of going to the Source World?"

"The purpose is to make me become the real me." Lin answered without hesitation.

Lin Shan nodded slightly and continued to ask, "Second question, if the door is really opened, will there be any negative effects? Can the door still be closed?"

"There is no negative impact if the door is opened. You can close it at any time." Lin answered casually.

Lin Shan then asked, "The third question, apart from the oral statement of the person you mentioned, do you have any evidence to prove that what you said is true?"

Lin's eyes flashed with impatience, "There is no evidence, and I have no interest in making up stories."

"The fourth question," Lin Shan continued to ask, "are you the only one who knows this place?"

"I have seen no less than ten people here. There are many people who know this place, but they don't come here often. Among the current masters of the gray mist, no less than five people know this place, and three of them have bodies here."

Lin Shan frowned and finally asked, "The fifth question, how do I get out?"

Lin raised her eyebrows slightly, "You can go out if you really want to, but you can't come in after you go out, because you are no longer here. If you want to come in next time, someone else will have to bring you in."

"Okay, do you still have any questions?" Lin looked directly at Lin Shan.

"No more." Lin Shan shook his head, stretched out his palm, and drops of blood floated up and slowly flew into the blood tank.

As the blood dripped in, the entire palace began to shake violently, as if something terrifying was responding to this ancient ritual.

The air around him seemed to become heavier.

On the palace floor, hundreds of blood grooves began to gather, and streaks of scarlet light flowed out, as if countless bloody rivers were running underground.

Gradually, a strong light lit up at the gate of the ruined palace, and the dazzling light almost blinded Lin Shan.

In the light, a magnificent light gate slowly formed.

Lin took a step forward and stood in front of the light gate. She looked back at Lin Shan, waved at him, and walked into the light gate with a trace of relief on her face without any nostalgia.

"I have already taken care of my affairs after death. If I don't come back, the next dream master has been selected. There will be no problem. If I am lucky, we can meet again."

"This is for you. If I am unlucky, do me a favor."

Lin's voice echoed in the light gate and echoed in Lin Shan's ears.

Her figure gradually disappeared in the door, and her voice continued to come from the other side of the light gate, "By the way, don't enter this door now, it will not do you any good."

Lin Shan stood in front of the light gate and watched Lin's figure disappear in the light.

After the drops of blood completely penetrated into the ground, the light gate gradually became illusory and finally collapsed directly.

At this time, something flew over.

Lin Shan reached out to catch it.

It was a square cube-like device.

Lin Shan's mental power probed into it and immediately understood what Lin asked him to help with.

Put the cube away.

Lin Shan continued to stare at the broken throne in front of him, thinking a lot.

The next second, he made a strange move.

He turned around slowly and then sat down gently.

An illusory throne rose from the ground, dragging his body, making him seem to merge with this ancient palace.

He looked up and thought for several hours, and kept recalling Lin's words in his mind.

As time went by, Lin Shan's figure gradually became transparent and slowly dissipated in the decayed air, as if he had never existed.

When he appeared again, he was already outside the barrier of the gray fog universe.

He stepped lightly, and the whole space seemed to be torn apart.

He instantly crossed countless distances and appeared in the core universe.

The stars flickered, and the sky full of stars illuminated this starry sky that should have been deep and dark.

Above a huge planet revolving around the big world, as soon as Lin Shan appeared, a red light shot up into the sky and flew towards him quickly.

The red light carried a strong murderous aura, as if to crush all obstacles.

The red light stopped beside Lin Shan, revealing the image of a woman in red.

Her face was as cold as frost, and her eyes were full of endless coldness.

Her whole body was shrouded in a layer of blood-red light, like a burning flame.

"Xiao An." Lin Shan looked at her.

This murderous aura and coldness were not directed at him or others, but more like a layer of protection set for himself.

Zhao Xiaoan nodded slightly, her voice cold and hoarse, "You're back."

Her red clothes fluttered gently in the breeze, like pieces of blood-colored petals.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Shan asked with a slightly solemn look.

"Nothing, I should have been like this."

"You went up there?"

"Yes."

"Who took you there?"

"Lin."

"Who?"

"The Lord of Dreams."

"You can't go to the Source Realm yet."

"I'm not planning to go."

"Well..."

"How is the human race?"

"Not bad."

"Do you know everything?"

"I just found out a while ago."

"Can you save this group of humans?"

"I'll try my best. I've left a fire."