Chapter 501

Of course, if you are talking about forces other than these mortal ones, such as Merlin, then the Evil God's offspring is indeed not worth mentioning.

"However..."

Hiruko Kagetane's eyes flickered, seemingly thinking about something, and finally decided to say solemnly: "Just as I said before, even Arima Kisho joined our explorer team later. It's probably because I'm more cautious. Only I and Tendo survived from the first batch of people, so only we know... three."

281. Gojo Satoru: I told you not to be a crow's mouth!

Originally, it was impossible for Hiruko Kagetane to tell this secret.

This secret, which they learned from the first prehistoric relic that appeared among their first generation of explorers, would only be buried with him forever.

But now, since it is impossible for him to become one of Them, then...

He took a deep breath: "In that first relic, the temple that collapsed just two hours after it appeared, there is the most fundamental secret about the Evil God, about the destruction of the world."

"The most fundamental secret of the Evil God?"

Kudo Yusaku frowned, having a bad premonition: "Your world, wasn't it destroyed by the Evil God's offspring?"

"Correct, what destroyed our world was what the outside world calls the Evil God's offspring, which is what we 'Perfect Humans' call the Lullaby, a device used by the old kings of the past to appease the Evil God and let it sleep, but..."

Hiruko Kagetane seemed to be trapped in some kind of terrifying nightmare, recalling the relic that buried nine-tenths of their explorers.

That was the terror that first shattered all his pride as the strongest modifier.

Compared to that, the ghouls, viruses, and various crises in their world were like dust.

"What Arima Kisho and the others don't know is that the old king who made the Lullaby was just the last old king, and these Lullaby raw materials have nothing to do with the Evil God, but..."

Hiruko Kagetane swallowed, his eyes full of fear.

"... they are the earlier old kings."

"In the ancient era, the last old king slaughtered the kings who kept humans in captivity, and made the Lullaby with their corpses to appease the Evil God into a deep sleep, and only then did the later era come."

"This is the greatest secret of the ancient times."

"But ten years ago, I don't know if it was the influence of cultists or the greed of human nature, major organizations studied the Evil God derivatives obtained from the relics, creating the 'Apocalypse Virus,' 'Dead Body Virus,' 'Dragon,' and 'Gastrea,' causing the Lullaby to fail, and only then did the Evil God disaster happen..."

"Cultists again?"

Killing intent flashed in Kudo Yusaku's eyes, and even Kudo Yukiko beside him looked disgusted.

Damn it, no matter which world, can't these rats die out?

Hiruko Kagetane didn't care about the killing intent on their faces, and said with difficulty, seemingly bearing great fear: "The so-called Evil God's offspring destroying the world is just Them, who transcend the mortal world, instantly absorbing the spirituality of the vast majority of humans as a sacrifice to restore themselves."

Kudo Yusaku was stunned: "You mean?"

Hiruko Kagetane said tremblingly: "They are about to wake up!"

Among the forty-six Perfect Humans, he ranked tenth, not strong, not weak, in a part that is not easy to attract attention.

It's not that he couldn't be stronger, but he was afraid.

Afraid that the so-called completion ceremony is a trap, and that ascending to godhood is a lie.

But facing such an existence, no matter where you hide, no matter how you struggle, it is meaningless if you don't become one of Them.

That's why he needed to observe.

Even Arima Kisho, Furuta Nimura, and others obtaining the highest-level completion blueprint and becoming the strongest "Perfect Humans" had his hand in it.

In fact, he originally chose Furuta Nimura, who had the strongest strength and the deepest thoughts, because only the most outstanding people have the greatest success rate.

But it seemed too outstanding, and he noticed some danger, letting Arima Kisho surpass him.

No.

Perhaps Arima Kisho also noticed it.

It's just that his choice was to face it.

Unfortunately, everyone was arrogant.

Never thought that the new world would have power that surpassed or even crushed them, causing everyone's plans to become a joke.

Even forced to release the Lullaby, letting everything enter a countdown...

"What time is it now?"

Hiruko Kagetane thought of something, looked at the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky, and asked with a trembling voice.

Kudo Yusaku also felt that something big was wrong, and looked at his watch: "Twelve twenty-seven."

"How long... how long has it been since we lifted the Lullaby restriction?"

???

"The Evil God's offspring were released by you?"

Kudo Yusaku was stunned, then grabbed Hiruko Kagetane's collar and lifted him up, roaring: "Can you bastards be any more of a jerk?"

Any Evil God's offspring, placed in an ordinary world, is a crisis enough to destroy the world.

In these three hours alone, I don't know how many strong people from all over the world have died or been injured, and even his only son who turned into a child was on the front line and didn't have time to evacuate.

In another world, it would have fallen in the first instance, and three hours would be enough for hundreds of millions of people to die miserably and countless families to be broken.

Kudo Yusaku broke down.

His demeanor was completely gone.

He really didn't expect that these bastards could be so beastly.

"Yusaku."

The beautiful woman, Vermouth, took out a syringe with liquid flowing silver, smiling warmly: "Use this."

Vaguely, one could see that it was actually countless fine, dense worms, and the rolling of the liquid was actually the worms having fun.

Soul virus.

The latest masterpiece of the wine factory that keeps pace with the times.

It can give transcendent beings who ignore physical pain a novel experience deep into the soul.

Vermouth, who used the pseudonym Belle, roared in her heart.

Wang Ba, you almost killed the son she recognized herself, right?

But...

"Tell me, you damn tell me how long it has been since now!!!"

Hiruko Kagetane didn't pay attention, his eyes were red with anxiety, and he washed Kudo Yusaku's face while roaring.

This kind of fear and urgency actually made Kudo Yusaku calm down.

"Three hours and eleven minutes... about three hours and eleven minutes."

"Three... three hours???"

Hiruko Kagetane seemed to have his strength drained, sat weakly on the broken ground, and his whole person was dazed.

"It's over."

"It's all over."

Originally, they planned to set up the ceremony within ten minutes after releasing the Lullaby, striving for one person to try first, and then others would disperse and hold it at the same time.

At least ten people must ascend first to have the possibility of operation.

The operation to accommodate all people in this world and protect them in the so-called paradise.

Because...

Even if they complete the ascension, their larvae, even ten against one, can only barely drag out one waking old king.

Even because he knew the countdown was approaching, he, who had always been cautious, was the first to go up.

And then the first to hit GG...

"Hehe, hahaha..."

Hiruko Kagetane laughed hollowly, and his weird posture scared Kudo Yusaku.

"What level is the old king? How big is the gap compared to the Evil God's offspring state?"

"Gap?"

Hiruko Kagetane hooked a weird smile: "Gap? The gap between a corpse and a god?"

"Said to be an old king, but that is a god, a god in the true sense?"

God?

Kudo Yusaku's mind flashed like lightning, and he blurted out: "So this is what we really need to face!"

In fact, smart people in various countries and among the people had expected it long ago.

The big shot is not their nanny, it is impossible to help them solve everything.

Moreover, under the crisis of true gods being extinct, they may not be able to take care of them.

That's why there is this series of various opportunities that other worlds can't even dream of, and this transcendent era that is pushed vaguely.