Extraordinary pedigree

Not long after Old Varda relaxed, he heard dense footsteps coming from the front, and he raised his head and looked forward.

A group of burly men rushed here anxiously. Each of them was covered in wolf skin, and the brown fur shone with a metallic luster in the sun. Their bodies, whether it was the axes in their hands or the maces on their shoulders, showed unbridled wildness.

The naked upper bodies of these warriors had distinct muscles, as if they had been carved out. Their strength was intimidating.

"Chief, are you okay?"

The leader of the team saw the pale old Vardasson sitting on the steps and immediately walked forward anxiously.

"We just felt your huge killing intent from far away. Has Broly lost control again!?"

Facing the concern of his tribe, old Vardasson did not show a happy expression. On the contrary, his face looked very bad at this time.

He looked up at the blond young man standing upright beside him, who was watching this touching scene of clan harmony with great interest, and then he looked at the young clansmen who were unaware.

The enemy is obviously standing next to him, but none of the stupid boys around him are aware of it. If this were placed on the battlefield, these guys would have been annihilated by the enemy long ago.

"Chief, why do you look so ugly?"

Vardarsson Dutt, who had no vision at the side, looked at the old man on the steps with concern, but old Vardarsson simply glared at him.

"What are you all doing here?"

Old Vardarson said angrily to all the [Wolf Warriors] in front:

“There’s no need to patrol around Dacia! Why don’t you get back to work quickly!!!”

Facing the suddenly angry leader, all the [Wolf Warriors] were trembling with fear.

Under the gaze of the old man's angry eyes, the [Wolf Warriors] gathered here quickly dispersed like birds and beasts, and the only person left behind was Vardarson Dutt, who was still unsure of his leader.

"Dute, your [Sright Enlightenment] needs to be given a good training. In the past month, you have stayed near the "Book of Ilingasakya" for me to practice [Sright Enlightenment]. Don't always rely on it. [Trans State], that thing is already an antique in Terra where Memes are now everywhere." Old Vardason said solemnly to Dutt who was standing aside.

"Chief, why did you suddenly say this?"

Dutt looked at his leader with a puzzled expression. Why did the other person talk here and there? There was no logic.

"Just do what I tell you. I'm guarding the prison, and there's nothing wrong with it. You can go back to patrol!" Old Vardasson yelled at Dutt grumpily.

"I know, I know, you can stop being so grumpy." Dut said to himself in confusion.

Looking at Dutt, who was in a state of disbelief, Old Vardasson couldn't help but feel angry. He raised his hand to hit the other person, which scared Dutt and ran away immediately.

Seeing this ineffective tribesman drifting away, old Vardasson couldn't help but turn around and stare at the blond young man standing in front of him with big eyes and small eyes for a long time.

Finally, it was old Vardasson who broke the silence.

"Times have changed after all. Who would have thought that Mimu, who was once feared by everyone, would now become the standard match for the pedigree forces." The old man began to sigh unconsciously.

"Berserkers can also choose to embrace the new era." Xia Xiu on the side said unhurriedly.

"Haha, the tide of this new era is too great. Our little sailboat cannot withstand the commotion."

Old Vardasson shook his head and laughed, his wrinkled face now showing a slightly ferocious smile.

The old man stretched out his hand and pulled off his lower clothes, revealing the fatal scar under his neck that was as terrifying as a centipede.

"When I went to sea at the age of sixteen, I met you crazy people from the Kingdom of Heaven. You really dare to do anything; you tried to kill the sea and tried to eradicate the ancient laws forever. This wound on me was caused by a [ The angel of the Crusaders] was left behind, but this angel was later killed by the pirates' concentrated fire. Of course, these pirates were also later killed by the same space-based cannon."

"Embrace the new era?"

"We were almost drowned by the new era."

Xia Xiu smiled noncommittally at Old Valdason's sarcastic words.

In the past, the Kingdom of Heaven has always tolerated the influence of the ancient law, but a hundred years ago, the conflict between the ancient law and the veil ushered in the third complete outbreak.

The forces of ancient law have always been another group that the Kingdom of Heaven needs to treat with caution. This group has always dreamed of returning to the extraordinary original structure of "when great power belongs to oneself, all power belongs to oneself, and all things are decided by oneself."

There is a book in the sociology course of "The Unknowable Land" of the Kingdom of Heaven called "The Main Contradiction Between Those Who Attribute Great Power to Oneself and the Power Structure of the World". Xia Xiu often read this book before.

Because this book involves the main outlines of the kingdom of heaven, it is also one of the must-read books for every angel who grew up in [the unknown land].

The first volume of the book is a discussion about the power structure: if there are individuals with superhuman powers in the real world (generally referred to as angels in heaven), they will undoubtedly have a profound impact on the current power structure—— The specific impact will depend on how the superpower chooses to use his powers, his morals and values, and how he is accepted and managed by society and government.

Discussion of the four major impacts of superpowers on the power structure:

1. Political impact: If this superpower chooses to use his power to influence politics, he may pose a threat to the regime and even change the power structure of the entire country; he may become a dictator, or he may become a leader in overthrowing a dictatorship. The hero of the regime; his existence may lead to power imbalance and trigger political unrest; he will become a new benchmark for human development.

(This entry is a must-have essay topic for students who grew up in the Kingdom of Heaven; the first thing a member of each resolution assembly, whether 01 or 013, takes office is to publish relevant discussions in the think tank’s thesis bank.)

2. Economic impact: If a person with superpowers can use his abilities to create wealth, for example, through the rapid extraction, production or transportation of resources through superpowers, then he may have a significant impact on the economic system. He may become an economic leader, possessing a large amount of resources and wealth.

(The second topic that the Kingdom of Heaven must face, and one of the most famous books is "On the Final Man" written by Mu, the third sword holder of the Kingdom of Heaven.)

3. Social impact: The existence of superpowers may have a profound impact on society. He may become an idol of public adoration or an object of public fear and ostracism. His actions and decisions may profoundly affect people's values ​​and morals.

(The third issue that the Kingdom of Heaven must face, this issue is considered to be the fundamental reason for the existence of the Ethics Committee of the Kingdom of Heaven.)

4. Legal impact: The management and monitoring of superpowers may require new laws and regulations. For example, should they have the right to use their powers? How should their behavior be restrained and controlled? This could trigger a range of legal and ethical discussions.

(The Veil Method is Heaven’s answer to this question.)

Before discussing powerful individuals, the first thing the Kingdom of Heaven needs to do is education.

The Kingdom of Heaven admits that the lives of angels are higher than the lives of ordinary humans, but angels are also part of human beings, and each angel has the duty to protect human beings.

Eden and [Yahweh] and the expansion of genealogy are the basis for the existence of the kingdom of heaven, because these two enable the supernatural productivity of the kingdom of heaven to reach a certain level (the top of the world) and meet the basic supernatural needs of all angels.

In the operation of Eden, the ownership of extraordinary materials (such as lineage resources, extraordinary applications, extraordinary weapons) belongs to all angels, which is the collective realization of the Kingdom of Heaven.

Because of the existence of Eden, the kingdom of heaven realizes the principle of fair distribution: the fundamental principle of the three-level and nine-level system is "distribution according to work"-this means that the responsibilities of each angel should correspond to their class and contribution.

The true core of the Kingdom of Heaven is always thought. They have an absolutely progressive ideological concept of human supremacy (or human worship). Angels need to accept and identify with the values ​​and principles of the Kingdom of Heaven in order to ensure the stability and prosperity of human existence.

The berserker system that once flourished in the "plunder economy" was a traditional force of ancient law. In order to combat the rampant forces of ancient law, the Kingdom of Heaven established the [Crusader]. This is the second organized army in the history of the Kingdom of Heaven. For angels who are accustomed to forming an army alone, armies often represent more bloody things, and they also represent instability.

[The Crusaders] were disbanded by the Resolution Assembly a hundred years ago, and the only remaining organized army is the Knights led by the [Heroes].

The ancient forces that can survive the attack of the [Crusader] are all strong bones.

If pressed, the ancient forces will definitely explode without restraint. The explosion of ancient methods is quite troublesome. They can create an out-of-control demigod in an instant.

At this time, Xia Xiu did not want to discuss with Old Vardasson the fundamental contradiction between ancient law and the Kingdom of Heaven, and discuss who was right and who was wrong. Because in the end when discussing this kind of issue, it will still turn into a simple dialectic of "whoever has the biggest fist is correct."

"I didn't come here to listen to your weird ideas, old man. I came here to look for Vardarson Broly."

Xia Xiu straightforwardly expressed the purpose of his trip to Old Vardasson.

"Why are you looking for him? He is a born evil person. According to your kingdom of heaven, he is a rampant black evil element, a pest that endangers Terra's human order, and a sinner who must be dealt with."

I don't know if Xia Xiu's words aroused old Vardasson's rebellious psychology. The more the other party refused to let him speak in an eccentric manner, the more eccentric he became.

“Whoever covers his sins will not prosper, but whoever confesses his sins will receive mercy.”

The blond young man said in a low voice.

Listening to the words of the blond young man, old Vardasson didn't know why a sudden burst of anger suddenly emerged in his heart. He stood up, approached the blond young man's handsome face, and roared in a low voice:

"Mercy? Why, do you want to offer him redemption? To give it to a vicious person who is born to fight, hates blood, and kills his loved ones!!!"

Facing the angry old man, the blond young man's golden eyes looked directly into the other's eyes full of anger and a little sadness.

"You should pay more attention to the latest research on Mimology and Mim diseases in the supernatural world of Terra. The Mim viruses spread by the [Ether Monarchs] in the human pan-consciousness cluster are defeated every year, and the research on these viruses has never been Never stopped.

A born evil person? Killing relatives?

You should admit that this is the retribution for the evil karma the Berserker has caused in the past.

It's really sad. In the past, your uncontrolled blood-devouring killings of the weak and the [war-loving factor] spread by the Blood God combined to form a huge and vicious curse; and in order to suppress the curse, you actually came up with the idea of ​​sharing the curse through totem belief. For your own descendants, you come up with such a stupid and ridiculous method; you think that if the huge curse is spread evenly to everyone, nothing will happen to you, it is really a big joke. "

"The first of the three laws of thaumaturgy: Like breeds like."

"There is also a derivative law of this law: the principle of like gathering - extraordinary media at the next level will inevitably gather together, and will inevitably and unconsciously move closer to the upper level."

"Sharing the curse? What a joke. If you do this, it will only create an even bigger tragedy."

The blond young man looked directly at the old man, his golden eyes showing sarcasm and contempt without any concealment.

“How long will you fools love folly, mockers delight in mockery, fools hate knowledge?”

"Why should your descendants bear the burden of your own mistakes? Is this what you call inheritance?"

A playful smile appeared on the face of the blond young man, and old Vardasson's chest rose and fell under his heavy breathing, as if every breath was filled with passionate power, which made people fearful; he stared directly at the person in front of him in silence. The man's eyes were full of anger, and that anger was surging like a huge wave, making people feel his anger and some indescribable emotion.

The sun shone dazzlingly on the old man's deeply wrinkled face, making the golden and silver hair on his forehead and temples shine even more brilliantly; his pupils were like a frightened cheetah, flashing with blazing flames, and his eyes were sharp, as if they could penetrate It penetrates the heart; those eyes seem to condense all the coldness and passion, like an offended lion king, the eyes shock everyone around.

He looked at the blond young man who tore off the berserker's fig leaf, and looked at this angel of heaven who had humiliated his ancestors and tradition.

Old Vardasson's lips were tightly closed, and the wrinkles were full of anger. Although his hands were covered with mottled veins and wrinkles due to the vicissitudes of time, he still held the cane tightly, and his knuckles were white.

Facing the blond young man's unabashed ridicule, he was unable to refute.