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Lamont paused for a moment, as if immersed in memories, and said slowly: My brother and I are from aristocratic families, and we used to enjoy raising ants when we were young.

When the total number of individuals in the ant colony reaches a certain limit, they can develop self-awareness and even intelligence.

They can observe the breeder, realize the breeder's existence, and worship the breeder's various behaviors——

After the ant colony has met its food needs, it will pile the extra shredded mushrooms produced in a conspicuous place in the glass box as a sacrifice.

Even when the breeder comes to the glass box and puts in a new batch of materials,

Surrounding the pile of shredded mushrooms, they were piled into a tower shape to attract the attention of the breeders.

When the ant colony discovers that the strongest soldier ant in the colony will be taken away by the breeder, they will not feel fear and choose to actively degenerate.

Instead, they regulate within the group,

Actively distribute supplies to those young ants most likely to become strong soldier ants,

Provide the best living environment for the soldier ants, and try every means to cultivate strong soldier ants to meet the needs of the breeders.

A vague and gloomy laughter came from under Lamont's red armor mask, The intelligence of those ants is very high, but it is only relative to insects.

They don't know the true intentions of the breeder, and they can't see the whole picture of the breeder - in their eyes, the breeder may be just a black shadow that is so huge that it is unimaginable.

The five giant pillars falling from the sky (that is, the children's palms) are the true nature of the breeder.

However, they can also provide us with a special lesson...

The cross sword held in Lamont's hand lightly scratched the ground, scraping off little sparks, If there is a god, then humans may never understand his thoughts;

The actions that humans think they can do to attract the attention of gods may be just inexplicable futility in the eyes of the latter;

The gods did not create human beings for some noble purpose, but maybe just for fun.

Lamont's tone became a little ethereal. He raised his head slightly and said calmly: The hallucination Theresa saw was a disaster that swept the world three hundred years... It should be three hundred and fifty years ago.

At that time, natural disasters occurred frequently all over the world.

Acid rain, hail, drought, thunderstorms, dust, tsunamis, earthquakes, tornadoes, and even falling meteorites.

Crops failed, diseases were rampant, countless people were killed and injured, and only three out of ten survived. The situation was so tragic that even historians find it difficult to draw a conclusion.

And in what Theresa saw, the source of all this came from the Holy Mountain——

An unimaginably huge translucent human-shaped shadow hangs above the holy mountain, majestic and sacred like the incarnation of a god.

His arms hang down from the sky, casting the starlight above the clouds into the human world.

Every time the starlight falls on the ground, it will cause a disaster in a few days.

Lamont paused and continued: In Theresa's hallucination, He did not make a sound or express any thoughts.

He did not feel sad for human suffering, or in other words, He was unable to understand and did not bother to understand human suffering.

He is like a child in my hometown who sometimes uses a magnifying glass to burn insects and watches them burn into ashes under the blazing sun.

The act of punishment itself has no purpose,

In other words, He does evil simply because He has enough power to do evil.

Lamont continued: “In Teresa’s church education, the goddess created our world and created humans in her own image.

Human beings are the goddess's favorite creations. It is only because of the original sins humans carry that natural and man-made disasters occur.

However, the hallucinations she saw greatly shook her worldview.

She wondered if she had seen it wrong,

He suspected that the existence that brought down natural disasters was not a goddess, but a projection of other gods.

Until the last moment, she still thought that all of this was an illusion and a test given by the goddess.

Li Ang frowned, What exactly did you see?

Ah,

Lamont took a deep breath, At the end of the first trial, Ken died where you are standing because of his serious injuries.

We passed through the fog door and saw... a machine.

Li Ang raised his eyebrows, Machine?

That's right.

Lamont nodded and said: There is no pure holy light, no diffuse fragrance, joyful gospel, or angels.

Behind the fog door, there is only one machine placed in the cave.

Since Ken had just died at that time, we didn't have the time to observe the surroundings carefully, so we requested to use the wishing opportunity to revive Ken.

Li Ang glanced at the huge package on the back of the Kuiniu mecha, It seems that the resurrection process did not go smoothly.

Lamont nodded slowly, That machine projected a blurry figure whose appearance was unclear.

She is suspended in mid-air, and just floating there makes us feel fear and awe.

Even though we have gone through countless hardships and obstacles and killed countless monsters and monsters,

In front of her shadow, it is still difficult to suppress the trembling fear in the body - it is a biological instinct that is difficult to suppress for high-level beings.

Just like a goblin who would stop running in front of a powerful creature and become stiff and unable to move.

Fortunately, her projection does not care about our inner activities.

After listening to our statements,

She just reminded us indifferently that the outcome of resurrection may not be as we imagined,

But we still chose that way.

To our surprise, she did not directly resurrect Ken's body, but waved her hand.

A large number of monsters were captured from inside the Holy Mountain,

From a distance, the monster was dismembered and cut into countless pieces in a bloody, cruel and godless way.

Then take Ken's brain out of his still warm body,

Just like playing with plasticine, these elements are pieced together randomly and crudely made.

Even after more than fifty years,

When Lamont mentioned that experience, he still couldn't help but clenched his fists and said coldly: She casually threw a monster that could only barely discern a human shape in front of us and told us that it was Ken. .

The wish has been fulfilled, let us leave on our own.

Even Teresa could do a better job at restoring her limbs, at least making Ken look more human.

She, or rather the projection of the goddess, simply despises and ignores us.

He even ignored our offensive questions and expelled us from the Holy Mountain with a wave of his hand.

It was like sweeping a cockroach out of a house and kicking it out.

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