How am I still alive?

Chapter 1804 Divine Text



Chapter 1804 Divine Text

Chapter 1804 Divine Text

The small inn now seems like a temple.

In the scenery outside the window, one can vaguely see a large number of royal guards stationed there, guarding the place tightly with three layers inside and outside.

It's as if there's some big devil or super terrorist inside, which could destroy the world if leaked.

"I can't understand why you call me the God of Killing. In my home world, I am a well-known good person. I even have the reputation of 'Safe Journey' and 'The King Who Doesn't Kill'."

Lu Ping'an smiled. He knew the answer but pretended to be confused. He was a little curious about how the other party saw it. If it was a different world, the cause and effect line should not be involved.

“It’s actually true.”

The "Spirit of the Ancient Sword" was a little confused. From the beginning to the end, he had been using extraordinary means to detect lies. There was something wrong with the other party's honesty.

Was he really mistaken? Was he really a good person who didn't like killing?

"But he is clearly entangled with the death hatred of countless 'gods'"

The spirit of the ancient sword thought for a moment, and finally stopped its fighting alert.

Then, a huge floating spirit sword transformed into a human form again, an elderly lion-man who looked a bit kind.

So the local royal family is also lion people, and it seems that they are indeed of direct bloodline.

"Excuse me, if possible, I hope we can sign a non-aggression pact."

Hearing this, Lu Ping'an was a little surprised.

"You have text and contracts here?"

The extraordinary power transmitted Lu Ping'an's surprise. He had traveled through too many cities and regions along the way and had seen all kinds of murals, paintings, and portraits, as well as all kinds of overly abstract signs, but he had never seen the so-called words and books.

"Only gods can use contracts."

Well, it seems that it is still monopolized.

But at this time, Lu Ping'an did not raise any objections. As a high-level contract maker, he was very interested in the local contracts.

Then he saw the "text" and the "contract".

"Sure enough, it's the same as the rune on the tuning fork. I kind of understand it now."

Unlike the expected long text, there were only a dozen characters on the huge piece of drawing paper.

However, Lu Ping'an could understand the meaning of it. It was a binding contract that, when translated, would take up half the space of a book.

This is probably what is called a "divine text".

Looking at the flashing characters, Lu Ping'an touched his chin and wrote them down one by one with great interest. What interested him more was why the characters in this world were so peculiar.

"There seem to be rules on it. No, it's the twisted rules of the world. If I sign the contract, I will still be in this world and be bound by it. Uh, could it be that it (the text) is linked to this world? They are gods in some sense."

"No, perhaps it is because of the nature of this world. Energy cannot be dissipated directly, and sound waves always stay on it. So, are these characters entangled with too many 'concepts', so they cannot be used by mortals?"

Lu Ping'an thought about it, but ultimately couldn't make a judgment, but this did not stop him from memorizing the talismans one by one.

[Forbidden knowledge is slightly improved. ]

[Reading taboo occupational skills are slightly improved. ]

[Gained the passive skill of the profession, Mastery of Divine Words (lower gold rank).]

I'm afraid that the ancient sword spirit with a nervous look on his face would never have thought that the "contract" he took out was a treasure of great tonic in the eyes of pure scholars above the rule level.

Lu Ping'an looked at the new specialization on the panel in surprise. He even felt that he could open a scholar profession specifically for this, and it would be quite powerful.

"Your Mightiness."

The spirit of the ancient sword retreated again. The other party's dazed look at the "covenant without war" made him feel a little uneasy.

Don't you plan to sign?

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I'm stunned. Your words are really interesting. Should I sign here?"

Lu Ping'an took the contract and signed it in two strokes.

When the words "Journey, Safe" were signed, the spirit of the ancient sword was surprised that a god actually had three characters, but he also felt relieved.

Once you sign a divine contract, it is basically impossible to breach the contract.

The two sides are unable to take the initiative to attack, and to a certain extent use negotiation to resolve conflicts and problems.

The contract was not harsh, but at least it saved his life. Yes, from beginning to end, the spirit of the ancient sword was thinking about saving his own life.

He had never seen such a terrifying great god. His body was covered with countless great gods wailing in their death saliva. Guardian gods like himself could not even come on the stage.

Lu Ping'an didn't know that he had scared people. He was more concerned about the divine texts themselves. He realized that this kind of thing was probably a kind of "high-energy matter" and was indeed harmful to mortals. For mortals, let alone writing, just holding the activated divine texts would be a continuous harm.

The sacred texts on the tuning forks should be weakened versions that have been deliberately rewritten (or miswritten) so that mortals can activate them to produce specific effects.

Lu Ping'an was a little surprised, yet also somewhat excited. Perhaps, this extraordinary power engraved in the divine text was itself a huge fortune.

As for what the other party said, that the restrictions could only be used by gods, Lu Ping'an did not take it seriously.

"It's only around level seven."

According to the information Lu Ping'an collected, the spirit of the ancient sword is not only the patron saint of the country, but also has countless stories and legends. Lu really regards it as a big boss.

And the other party is actually considered strong among the gods in this world. I'm afraid the standard of that "god" is only level five or six, or even lower.

"That's why they're hiding from me. If there really is a way to see my kill record, it wouldn't be stupid for them to escape on their own initiative."

In fact, in the eyes of those weak "gods", Lu Ping'an was like a black sun that entangled countless wronged souls of gods, and ghosts and gods howled wherever he went.

Forget about avoiding him. Once he is found by this peerless evil spirit, you will inevitably have to abandon everything.

However, there is a slight problem here, and Lu Ping'an's answer can still be explained.

"The wail of gods is the last thought of a high-ranking being after its fall, and it often lingers on the body of the killer. There are thousands of residual souls of gods screaming on and around you at all times. It's too scary."

The spirit of the ancient sword still said it. After all, the monster in front of them was still too scary in the eyes of the gods.

Lu Ping'an thought about it and thought, that shouldn't be the case. He had indeed killed several quasi-gods and incarnations of gods, but he was definitely not as many as the thousand great gods the other party said.

"Oh, I see. It's Kirine."

However, if we count the dragons and snakes hunted by the Mist Sound Beast, as well as the new gods hunted by the dragons and snakes, there are probably thousands of them.

And looking at the respectful guardian of the country opposite, his reasonable request should be agreed to instantly. After all, the residual souls hunted by Wuyin were too many and too strong. In their eyes, he was the peerless fierce god.

"What is this? A man relying on a dog for power?"

Although it was a bit laughable, Lu Ping'an would show no mercy as long as he had the chance to gain the upper hand.


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