As the saying goes: The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach. (8) (1) Chinese 『 网Ω.ん81.

The ancestors of the goblin clan have already been killed in the dust of history by their descendants, and the puppets they created with the technology of a thousand years ago should naturally not be stronger than the puppets created by advanced technology a thousand years later.

However, when I saw Master Hall's embarrassed expression, I suddenly had a question: Could it be that the puppet-making technology of a thousand years ago was more advanced than it is now, a thousand years later?

After a while, Master Hall sighed and said, "Since Dewey has let you have access to the secrets of the goblin clan, I won't hide it from you, the puppet manufacturing technique of a thousand years ago is indeed more powerful than that of a thousand years later, and it is several times, more than ten times, dozens of times, and even, a hundred times." ”

"No," I wondered, "It was a millennium ago, and as a rule, materials, parts, and calculation methods could not be more precise and accurate than they are now." ”

"Well, there's nothing wrong with what you're saying," Master Hall said, "but you're missing the most important point. ”

"What?"

"Runes," he said, gesturing to my left arm.

"Just because of this thing?" I couldn't believe it: "Technology is so much worse now than it was a thousand years ago?" ”

"Yes, that's why," Master Hall said, "but you'd better not underestimate it, for although most of the ancestors' historical documents have been destroyed and cannot be restored, we have deciphered some very important clues from the remaining words. ”

"What clues?" I'm pretending to be mysterious.

"I suspect that these runes are traces left by the God of Creation," Master Hall said seriously.

"You're not teasing me," I said, "the God of Creation?" Isn't that a legend? It can't be real. ”

"How can you be sure that the God of Creation is nothing?" Master Hall looked out the window and said, "So, how did this majestic dungeon, this colorful and windy 6, appear?" ”

"Uh...... "I don't know how to answer, I have terrible geography knowledge about how Big 6 came to be.

Master Hall stared at me for a long time before he turned his head, his eyes longing, and said: "All of this was created by the God of Creation, but we don't know it, we don't know where it is, and even the miracles of touching and perceiving it are impossible, leaving only these runes that need to be parsed little by little." ”

As he spoke, he turned to me again, no, to my left arm to be exact, and said, "If it weren't for the traces, I wouldn't even suspect that you are not from this world......"

I chuckled in my heart: Did he have a problem with where I came from?

Before I could finish my thoughts, he continued, "...... It's a miracle from the God of Creation, because you have done a lot of things that ordinary people can't do, such as being able to defeat a puppet that only adventurers above level 9 can barely defeat with a seventh-level strength. ”

"How do you know it's level nine?" I asked.

"Theory" Master Hall said: "The theory I have come up with is well thought out, and the most accurate theory will only have a very small error, and there will be absolutely no mistakes. ”

"Such a ......"

"Of course," Master Hall said, "this is what every creator who delves into the subtleties should do." ”

"I always think that I have heard your theory somewhere" I thought about it, shook my head again, and said, "No, it should not be the same theory, but the same type of statement, but when and where did you hear it?" ”

After thinking about it for a long time, it suddenly flashed through my mind, and I remembered a face and name that had long since passed, Kirk.

He was a very persistent man, and he became a fanatical believer in the God of Creation so that his dead brother could rest in the God of Creation.

He died in the boss room on the tenth floor, and was smashed into meat sauce by the Minotaur boss.

So, every time I go down to the dungeon of Ari City, I always have a habit of going to the boss room for a walk, if the minotaur boss has been brushed, that's it, if it hasn't been brushed, I will use a very violent method to kill it, and then go down to other levels.

All this is just to commemorate that stupid and fanatical believer in the God of Creation.

When I told Master Hall about Kirk's situation, he pondered for a moment and said, "Although I believe in the God of Creation, I am not a fanatical believer in it, I can only be regarded as a person who believes in it, as for the person you are talking about, he is likely to be a member of an organization called the 'Cult of the God of Creation', all the members of this sect are said to be fanatical believers in the God of Creation, and their supreme leader seems to claim to be the spokesman of the God of Creation in Zephyr 6." ”

Speaking of this, Master Hall sighed and said, "However, I don't know much about this group of people, and their organization is very secretive, until now, my intelligence officers have not figured out where the headquarters of this sect is located and what the identity of their supreme leader is. ”

I always feel that the sect that Master Hall is talking about is very middle-class, and it gives me the feeling that it is like a group of children who are not deeply involved in the world, and a small group of self-organized groups entertains themselves.

Since Master Hall didn't know much about this 'Creation God Cult', I didn't bother to ask more, so I exchanged pleasantries with him for a while before leaving.

I was going to leave Eri City in an airship, but I was stopped by a man with whom I didn't know well, but I knew him, he was a good friend of Rodney, Cecil.

The once impoverished troubadour became one of the richest people in Ari City because he found a gold mine.

I opened my mouth to ask him what was the matter, but when I saw his mysterious expression, I couldn't stop looking at me, so I subconsciously entered the teahouse with him.

Walking to the door of the most secluded room, he pushed the door open, and as soon as I entered, I saw a few familiar faces, and then, I was happy, and said with a smile: "Long time no see, I thought you were still in confinement." ”

In front of me, there were a few people I was familiar with: Jin Siqi, Harold, Carter Eva, and the third young master of Eri City, Carter Rodney.

Rodney stood up, he had lost a lot of weight, but he was still in that spirit, he stepped forward and gave me a big hug, and he said gratefully, "Thank you so much this time." ”

"Don't hug me, get up and drive," I laughed, "I'm a fiancée and don't like men's love." ”

It took a long time for Rodney to let go of his arm, but his face was still full of excitement: "Thanks to you, thanks to you, I survived and had today's reunion." ”

I was puzzled when I heard this, and I couldn't help but say, "Look at what you said, is it possible that someone wants to kill you?" ”