Chapter 1310：

Meng Chao was stunned, and couldn't help but said, "So, the reason why you assassinated Saint Gu Meng is entirely for her good?"

"Yes."

The Wolf King said frankly, "I believe, you have also noticed that long-term, overloaded use of the ability has caused serious damage to the brain of the ancient dream saint, she is in a state of severe cerebral edema all the time, plus Congenital malformations can't live long at all.

"Even if I do nothing, and the wolves and tigers and leopards don't hurt her, she will die in extreme pain in just a few short years. She will be fully exposed and full of ugliness before her death.

"Compared to that ending, I believe that at the most exciting moment of life, it stops abruptly like a splendid firework, but always lives in the hearts of all rats in the most beautiful image. This is the best. destiny."

"It looks like—"

Meng Chaodao, "Do you like choosing fate for others?"

"Not'choice', but'change'."

The Wolf King said, "Can you watch a person or even a group of people embark on the path of destruction and gradually step into the depths of the doomsday swamp, but remain indifferent, and don't come forward to persuade and stop it?

"Don't you see a person standing on the edge of a cliff, about to take the initiative to jump off, and only a white lie can make him change his mind, will you not tell this small, white lie because of some kind of morality?

"Could it be that when you are faced with a dilemma, only one person can save tens of thousands of people, and only tens of thousands can save tens of thousands of people? You will let the tens of thousands because you don’t want blood to stain your hands. Are all of you dead?

"Trust me, no matter how bad things I have done to the ancient dream saints and the Ratmen Warriors in your opinion, if I don't do this, their fate will only be a hundred times worse!"

"Since you are so convincing, why not tell the ancient dream saints frankly?"

Meng Chaodao, "I believe that for the cause of the rat people, for the rise of the Big Horn Army, and for your so-called future, she will be willing to sacrifice everything and give up her life for justice."

"It's not necessary."

The wolf king said, "If you tell the ancient dream saint all the truth, first, it increases the risk.

"In the eyes of the priests who are proficient in witchcraft and secret methods, there is no secret in the rat people’s brain. In case they catch the ancient dream saint and unearth all the truth from her brain, follow the vine and try to lock it. Without me, my life is insignificant, but Ratman’s career and Turanze’s future are completely over.

"Second, uncertainties have been added.

"You know, not everyone is like me, who has an extremely deep understanding of the nature of ancestral spirits, and can shape an ancestral spirit that doesn't exist at all with confidence and a clear conscience.

"For the vast majority of rat people, the ancestor spirit is the supreme god, and things like'creating and worshiping a great horn rat **** that doesn't exist at all' are heinous blasphemy just thinking about it.

"I'm not sure, once the ancient dream saint knows the truth, will she still be willing to cooperate with me to spread the faith of the bighorn rat god, solicit a large number of rat people warriors, and make enemies of the five great clans.

"Even if she is reluctant to cooperate with me, this kind of holding her nose, full of worries, and reluctant cooperation, is definitely not as effective as believing in the existence of the rat **** from the heart, and believing that she is the savior and spokesperson chosen by the rat god. .

"The ancient dream saint’s ability to spread information through dreams is closely related to the strength of her own beliefs. If she doesn’t even believe that the bighorn rat **** is real, how can the image of the rat **** appear in the dream be majestic and lifelike, How about making everyone believe and worship?

"Third, even if Saint Lady Gu Meng is willing to cooperate with me after knowing the truth, and doing as well as she is now, I am not willing to let her be involved in this dirty whirlpool.

"Once she knew the truth and cooperated with me, she deliberately deceived thousands of rat people and encouraged them to sacrifice for a non-existent god, knowing that the Great Horned Rat God did not exist.

"In that case, she would never be an innocent, kind, innocent saint.

"It's a despicable conspirator, a ruthless executioner, an careerist who stepped up on the corpses of thousands of innocent people, a desperate, dehumanizing demon.

"Just like... me.

"For the rise of the rat people, for the future of Turanze, there must be an ambitious conspirator, a ruthless executioner, a demon who is against the whole world, but such a guy, I am enough. .

"The ancient dream saint shouldn't become a demon like me.

"She should always be the same as I met for the first time. Although she is ugly, she is kind and willing to endure the pain of a brain burst and share her dreams with all those who are suffering, bruised, desperate and numb.

"She should be a bunch of flowers that are always white and flawless. She shouldn't be stained with the slightest stain, and she shouldn't be immersed in real pain for a long time.

"This was originally the best arrangement I, a sincere friend, made for her.

"As a result, you were completely upset.

"Now, the ancient dream saint is still alive, knows the truth, is immersed in the disillusionment of the collapse of faith, and has to face the real world and real pain, as well as physical and spiritual torture.

"With her ability, she can't change anything, except to make herself extremely guilty and painful.

"Reaper, knowing that after that super-giant fel puppet blew itself up on Scarlet Mountain, why would I rather risk being discovered by the Lion King and Tiger King and kill you?

"No, ruining my plan and ruining the Jackal Assassin that I have meticulously prepared for many years is only a secondary reason.

"The real reason is that you self-righteously saved the ancient dream saint woman, but put her in the pain of life is worse than death!

"If it weren't for me repeatedly telling myself that you didn't know the truth, it was also out of good intentions, and it was possible to work side by side with me to clean up the mess and change the future, you would be dead!"

When it came to the last sentence, the explanation of the wolf king had turned into a roar.

Meng Chao stared at the face of the wolf king, and found that if this guy wasn't the number one liar in Tianzi, it would be that he had deceived and hypnotized himself. He actually believed these words and believed that he could see and adapt the future. , Destiny, tomorrow.

"This is impossible."

Meng Chao sneered in his heart, "No one knows the future, destiny and tomorrow better than me!"

In the face of the "Jackal" Kanus, who is obviously caught in a logical endless loop of self-excavation, he has a distorted but firm outlook on life, world, and morality, and is free from low-level interests. No matter what he does, he can justify himself. The big boss, Supernatural Meng does not have extravagant expectations, and can persuade the other party to accept the ideas, ethics and laws of earth civilization in a few words.

He just wanted to know: "Well, even from your point of view, everything you do has reasons and difficulties, then how can I believe that you will not help me'change my destiny' at a critical moment. The name is for my good?

"I declare in advance that I don't have the habit of letting anyone help me change my destiny. Regardless of whether the front is a vast abyss or a poisonous swamp or the flames of destruction that burns the entire world, I hope that my destiny can be firmly in my hands!"

"Of course, you may not believe it. Although we met for the first time today, I have a very strange feeling, as if we have known each other for a long time, are like-minded friends, and are the same kind of people-like Those who hold their destiny firmly in their own hands, I admire your ability and respect your decision."

The Wolf King smiled slightly and said, “Let’s make it clearer. I think the thing you worry about the most is to join hands with me. After discovering the heritage of the sacred mountain, I will cross the river and tear down the bridge in order to swallow the ancestral spirit’s legacy. , And kill you?"

"Should I not worry?"

Meng Chaodao, "If the inheritance of the holy mountain really allows an unknown person to become the overlord of Turanze, I think anyone will be tempted. No one is willing to share this legacy with others, right?"

The Wolf King laughed.

Shaking his head while laughing.

In the laughter, there was a bit of sarcasm and a bit of sorrow.

"Sure enough, even you think that the huge legacy left by the oldest ancestor spirit can only help people become the overlord of Turanze."

The Wolf King sighed, "And I took great pains to sacrifice thousands of fellow rat people, betray the Lion King and Tiger King, and be the enemy of the five clans. Do I just want to become the overlord of Turanze?"

Meng Chao said: "Isn't it?"

"Of course not. What is the use of just being the overlord of Turanze? In the past ten thousand years, Turanze has seen countless overlords. They either have the power to destroy the world; or they can command like their own fingers. Millions of armies; or they are proficient in hundreds of combat skills hidden in the depths of the totem, and can concoct countless secret medicines; but these have left glorious achievements and immortal legends in the epic of war, and the names are more brilliant than the stars. The Turan people really stand firm in the resource-rich land of holy light, thoroughly defeating our enemies, and smashing the sword of destruction that hangs above us? No, no, none of them!"

Every blood vessel and every cluster of nerves on the wolf king's face protruded violently, twitching violently like an electric shocked earthworm.

His eyes were filled with flames, as if he had seen an unbearable looking back, extremely terrifying picture.

And the horror that can't be described with pen and ink, instead of making him timid, it strengthened his belief and inspired the infinite power hidden in the depths of the cell.

"Jackal" Kanus paused, categorically cutting the railroad, "Ten thousand years have passed, and what Turanze needs now is not a hegemon who has failed countless times and is conservative, but a changer. A changer who can make Turanze upside down, make a big break, and rebirth from the ashes!"