Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 185 Be your own god

The question of catching sheep is obviously not something Gawain can answer.

But that doesn't stop him from solving the problem.

He raised his hand, and blood and flesh quickly grew on the white bones of the sheep, and soon he had a standard face of the Luku people.

Touching his face, which was the same as the default male face in the game, Zhuoyang exclaimed, "This is okay."

"This is not an answer. Can I ask another question?"

“Whenever you ask, you will be answered.”

Gawain recited the contents of the teachings.

Zhuoyang was stunned for a moment: "In other words, I can ask a lot of questions?"

"Yes, kid, ask."

"Great, I've wanted to ask for a long time!"

After catching the sheep, he considered it for a moment and said:

“Based on my personal experience and some private research, I found that the physical rules of this world basically follow the laws of classical mechanics.

"In this case, the planet we live on must also be a planet, so what are its rotation and revolution periods?

"Are the two moons two satellites? What is the tidal cycle? Can you tell me the general geography and climate distribution of this world? I would like to speculate on the way the planet operates.

"Also, why can you draw energy from the sun? Is it some kind of radiation?

"Is extraordinary energy all some kind of radiation? Is extraordinary matter a wave or a particle at the microscopic level?"

After a series of questions were asked, not to mention Gawain's silence, even Xiaobei, who was still struggling in pain, felt that the pressure on his body had weakened.

It was as if the person who was testing his will was also confused by this question.

"Why don't you answer?"

Zhu Sheang took two steps forward.

"Would you like me to tell you about classical mechanics? Measuring the period of a simple pendulum is very simple."

"You are blaspheming!"

Gawain looked at him indifferently:

"Are you ready for the trial?"

"No," Zhuoyang was speechless: "Why do you want me to accept the trial? It was obviously you who asked me to ask.

"Furthermore, the teachings say that rules are set by gods. Isn't it unreasonable for me to ask about the content of the rules?

"Either you are lying, or the teachings are written indiscriminately... Damn it, what do you mean by just starting a fight?"

While he was still talking, Gawain had already come to kill him.

Catching sheep is very reluctant to start a fight.

Because as long as there is a fight, it means that the reward is related to the battle.

In addition to +1 for all skills, what else is there?

Blood loss!

But having said that, his body still dodged honestly.

This time it was really muscle memory.

At the same time, he raised his shield in a formulaic manner.

Side chop, bang!

Push horizontally, bang!

Shield strike, bang!

Stepping back to avoid the impact of a circle of holy light that burst out from Gawain's body, he immediately squatted down and held the shield with both hands.

clang!

There was a heavy muffled sound, and Gawain's high-speed shield charge was blocked firmly with the holy light.

This trick in the game has deceived countless newcomers.

Who would have thought that the macho man who exploded in place one second would come out like a bullfight the next second...

The two shields, one black and one white, collided fiercely, and the huge force pushed Zhuyang back.

A deep ravine was plowed on the ground, and a pile of dirt half a man's height quickly piled up behind him.

But in the end it was completely blocked and no water leaked.

He removed his shield and kicked out, but Gawain blocked it.

The latter pushed his shield forward, Zhu Yang took the opportunity to use his strength to jump up, and stabbed straight down in the air with the sword in his left hand.

However, the imagined shield-raising block did not come, and the opponent instead allowed him to stab his head with his sword.

There was a flash of golden light, and there was a clear sound of metal collision, and Gawain's head was unscathed.

"Damn it, no, how hard did you imagine the old man to cum?"

Zhu Yang couldn't help but exclaimed.

Although he had already guessed that the Gawain in front of him was the embodiment of "authority" in Xiaobei's mind, he never expected that he could be invincible to this extent.

Wilderness, sunny day, no shelter, noon.

None of the Sun Knights in the Blood Trial are so outrageous!

There was a time limit at that time.

Although the proficiency of his moves is somewhat inferior to that of the original Gawain, how can anyone beat him with this domineering body?

"With the blessing of faith, I am fearless."

Gawain turned around and struck with his sword.

"Join us, and the gods will award you with honors for your virtue!"

"Don't disgust me."

Zhuoyang sneered: "Why should your god award me a medal? Why do I need its recognition?"

He put away Gawain's weapon and looked at Xiaobei who was undergoing a test.

"When you hesitate, the answer is already there.

“If you still have illusions, you might as well pass my question to it.

"Then you realize it's just an imposter."

...

The sound of catching sheep seemed to come from the water, but Bedivere did not hear it clearly.

But it was enough to wake him up.

He was now in a trance, his vision was filled with blood, and his head felt dizzy as if it had been cooked.

That majestic voice seemed to be afraid of catching a sheep and did not dare to speak openly. Instead, it kept asking questions in his heart.

"What are you still hesitating about? Are you going to turn your back on the Holy Light too?"

Xiaobei asked in a daze: "What is our belief? Is it a specific god, or is it the power that accompanies us day and night..."

"Of course it is God. We respect Him and love Him. Our strength comes from Him, and we will get stronger power because of this belief."

"What's the difference between this and trading?"

He suddenly woke up and roared loudly: "If an evildoer has mastered the Holy Light and can claim to be righteous and raise weapons against innocent people in the name of judging heretics, what kind of faith is this!?

“But if what we believe in is this kind of power that anyone can use, then what’s the use of having such a god and such a belief!?

"answer me!"

However, the other party did not answer.

...

At the same time, a dark cloud came over and covered the sun.

The golden outline on Gawain suddenly disappeared, and his strength was greatly weakened.

But before that, he relied on the omnipotent holy light to protect him and resisted the opponent's attack with his chest.

puff--

The sword light of the holy combo pierced Gawain's armor and stabbed out from his back.

Xiaobei felt that the power restraining him suddenly disappeared.

He felt happy and stood up quickly.

Just in time to see "the invincible Lord Gawain" being penetrated through the chest.

Blood spurted out and sprinkled on the caught sheep.

Gawain fell heavily and dissipated into golden light.

The dark clouds slowly passed by, and the sun fell on the ground again, plating a layer of gold on the bloody paladin.

Bedivere couldn't help but step forward.

"Senior, what is the holy light I am pursuing? Can you give me the answer?"

Zhuoyang looked at him: "You ask me? My suggestion is to be your own god."

Xiaobei murmured: "Be your own god..."

"Yes, a clear conscience is the best reward, and all pain is the judgment of conscience.

"On this basis, how determined you are, how strong you will be."

He patted Bedivere on the shoulder and said solemnly in a tone that was hard to tell whether it was serious or funny:

"Eliminate the divine class and the world belongs to the people."

……

The "spotlight" disappeared.

One of the two paladins who had been enveloped by it opened his eyes, and the other moved his hands and feet.

"Ugh……"

Zhu Yang sighed as soon as he woke up.

However, before he could share his experience of beating up the fake Gawain with his brothers, Heine's voice was heard.

"You two, don't be stunned for now, help me collect these holy lights!!"

what?

Take a closer look at the sheep.

Good guy, Heine is waving that black staff, trying desperately to "capture" the golden light spots floating in the air.

Every bit of broken light will make the part of the staff that is blackened by death a little lighter.

Although the black color returns quickly, the purifying effect is real.

And these floating golden fragments of light happened to come from the beam of light that just shone on the two of them.

No, how can this be recycled?

It’s only two updates today, I’ll adjust my schedule |w)