Chapter 430: Becoming a Tyrant

"Her Majesty has been having nightmares recently." Lady Yaga said. "She said she entered someone else's life in her dreams."

"Dreams are an extension of the spirit world. Sometimes she walks too deep in her dreams and will fall into a coma for a period of time."

Lady Yaga looked at Sophia on the bed. The latter's face was peaceful, and even her heartbeat and breathing were as usual, but in Murphy's vision, the colors representing her soul and magic had dissipated.

This is just an empty shell. Sophia's soul is no longer in the body.

"Why didn't you stop her?" Murphy asked.

"The magic she used is something I don't understand. And the thick fog isolated us. Moreover, before this, she had already told me about this 'moment of destiny,' and she had already prepared for it. She hoped to save the Holy City with her own sacrifice."

Murphy clearly remembered that the last time he backtracked, Sophia told him the Holy City was very safe.

But he didn't expect that what the other party said included herself.

Murphy didn't know what he felt in his heart for a while. He stood by the bed for a long time, and then sent himself back ten hours ago.

For one thing, he needed to complete the cycle of the magic barrier, and for another, there were too many mysteries in the other party's behavior, and he wanted to ask clearly.

However, Sophia didn't tell him any substantial content because "all the secrets are only known to yourself."

But one of the other party's words made him care more. She said that Murphy didn't know the reason for everything because he hadn't seen "her" yet. In Murphy's understanding, this "her" should naturally refer to Miriam.

So Murphy went to the Gate of Afterlife. He is already the Emperor of the Holy City, so he naturally has the qualification to come here.

Behind the door, all the scenes seen before disappeared. The spirit world that should have overlapped with the space here seemed to have disappeared for some reason, and the time and space here became stable and real.

He came behind the door and only saw an empty crystal coffin.

In the coffin, a small silver-white ball floated. Murphy summoned it casually, and the latter came to his hand, emitting a bright white light.

"Prophecy ball?"

He is no stranger to this thing. In the prophecy room of the Department of Mysteries, there are millions of such prophecy balls.

But how could there be a prophecy ball here?

Before he could figure it out, suddenly, countless voices rang in Murphy's ears.

Old or young, crisp or hoarse, countless men, women, and children's voices overlapped, just like millions of people talking together.

Different voices, different languages, made the sound noisy, but gradually, he heard a few words. They seemed to be saying the same sentence.

"I saw... the Savior... he is the child born in death..."

After hearing the meaning of that sentence clearly, Murphy was stunned. He distinguished again, and the remaining prophecies became clear, "His darkness stems from the past years, the 'Prophet' will give him endless wisdom, and leave the key to him in the secret room... He will crack the puzzle, see the future... He will be resurrected after death, walking toward the destiny of the Savior..."

This...

This prophecy he fabricated was once spoken by Professor Trelawney, but now, it appeared again.

Originally, he thought the Savior in this prophecy referred to Tom, but now the latter is not here at all.

He frowned tightly, but found that in the crystal coffin, under the crystal ball, there was also a note.

"547 AD. Savior Prophecy. Prophet: Merlin."

Only the royal family of Arkaim can enter and exit the Gate of Afterlife. This prophecy ball cannot be anyone's prank.

Is Sophia hinting something to him with this?

But if she wanted to reveal any information to him, there was no need to use such a troublesome method. In the time backtracking just now, she could have told him.

Prophet Miriam is not here.

To see her, one can only return to the more distant past.

And this crystal ball also seems to point out the time, "547 AD."

But, the Time-Turner can usually only backtrack for five hours. Even if it is barely done, backtracking for ten hours is already the limit.

If he wants to backtrack to 1,500 years ago, the magic power he needs to mobilize will be unimaginably huge.

Just relying on the magic flow of a magic node is not enough. Perhaps, only by mobilizing the power of the magic net of the whole world can such time backtracking be completed.

Leaving the Gate of Afterlife, Murphy found Patrick at 10 Downing Street, which had been changed to the Presidential Palace.

"The world situation is very tense now. The existence of gods has been exposed, and countries are also very critical of our use of space-based weapons and the attack on Brazil..."

Murphy nodded. "I know."

He had already received countless reports of condemnation from various countries against the Soviet Union and the United Kingdom, and even the United States had begun to threaten to use nuclear missiles to stop the Soviet Union from continuing to launch satellites.

"What do you plan to do?"

Murphy was silent for a while, then sighed. "To be honest, I feel a little tired. It seems that no matter what I do, the result is futile."

"Our enemies are not only gods, but also the believers of gods, and those countries that want to stand behind the gods."

"And such people account for the vast majority of the world."

"Originally, developing magic technology was consistent with the well-being of all mankind. Magic technology is a technology that can benefit everyone. In addition to achieving my personal goals, it can also lead mankind to a more powerful future."

"But, now it's different."

"There are far more believers in gods than us. Being against gods is equivalent to being against the vast majority of humans in this world."

"We are enemies of the whole world."

Patrick looked at the other party, frowned first, and then sighed. "Whether it's Muggles or wizards, those who follow rationality are in the minority. So what to do? If we quit now, we might have to go to a military court."

Murphy was silent, and after a long time, he said: "Patrick, I might do something very crazy."

Patrick smiled. "Which of the things you've done along the way wasn't crazy?"

Murphy also smiled. "That's true."

He stood up, his state of mind gradually peaceful. He actually already knew that answer, but he hadn't made up his mind yet, but now is the time to make a decision.

"I still insist that I am right. The faith represented by gods is a blind worship of idols and authority, which will hinder the development of rationality, will stifle human wisdom, and of course will block my path."

"Gods are enemies, this is unquestionable. And the supporters of gods are also enemies!"

Murphy looked at a globe on the table. "The attack of the gods was not launched independently, but under the command of a unified will, which shows that they might have already been under the command of a unified will."

"But we are still a plate of loose sand."

"Our actions even have to consider the impact on other countries. The missiles we launch, the weapons originally used to protect people and deal with gods, will be intercepted by other countries."

"With these people holding us back, we will definitely fail!"

Although Patrick had expected it, he was still shocked by Murphy's words, his heart beating wildly. "Could it be... you want to..."

"Yes, I only have one year left. I can't be indecisive anymore."

"But... how to do it?" Patrick asked with a frown. "Our strength may already be very strong, but fighting against the whole world, that's too difficult..."

"I already have a plan." Murphy said, looking out the window, his eyes dark and deep. "The shackles of thought are difficult to change through ordinary means, and I don't have decades or hundreds of years to slowly reverse people's thinking."

"Therefore, all I can do is pure violence."

"If you want to save humanity, you must become a tyrant, then I will be this tyrant!"

"Since they have to believe in something to survive."

"Rather than believing in those gods. Why not, believe in me."

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