Touch the monument?
Lord twitched his lips and looked at the dark stone tablet, feeling a little reluctant.
After all, under normal circumstances, there are probably pitfalls in this kind of thing, so touching it rashly is not the best choice.
However, the key problem is that he has no other choice now.
Judging from the indifferent look on the man's face, he probably wouldn't translate the content of the stone tablet for him, so if he wanted to know the truth about the broken heaven and hell, he had to touch this stone tablet and listen to who knows who's talking nonsense!
Believe it or not, it doesn't matter.
The important thing is that it's worth the risk.
If he wants to become the Spiritual King and rebuild the Three Realms, he must find out the truth about the broken heaven and hell!
Lord took a deep breath, then took off his Zanpakutō and put it aside.
The advantage of this is that if an unexpected situation occurs later, you can still use the power of Guancanghai to get out of trouble, which can be regarded as a backup plan.
After doing this, Lord placed his hand on the stone tablet.
Buzz!
The dark stone tablet trembled slightly, as if it sensed the arrival of the prophet.
The Akkadian inscriptions engraved on the stone tablets are emitting a faint blue light at the moment, flashing rhythmically like breathing, and then emitting a strange power, which is transmitted along the stone inscriptions and gradually spreads To Lord's whole body.
The next moment, everything was dark.
The ensuing change is that the center of gravity of the entire body sinks instantly, as if falling into an endless abyss, constantly falling... falling... falling...
Hazy, hazy.
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment. Suddenly Lord seemed to hear someone speaking in the distance.
The man's voice was old and full of fatigue. His tone seemed to be reprimanding someone, but it was blurry because he was too far away.
"flower......"
"Atonement..."
"Double Holy Trees..."
"Stop...them..."
Lord pricked up his ears to hear clearly, but his whole body was in chaos, making it impossible for him to concentrate, let alone listen to what the person said.
finally.
When all the sounds suddenly disappeared and the entire space returned to silence, darkness and nothingness were the only elements. When everything ceased to exist and the heaven and earth ceased to exist, a strange picture was directly printed in Lord's mind.
It was a 'flower' with a rhizome as black as ink, rooted in the boundless abyss, growing among the stars of the Milky Way, with petals blooming like garlic cloves, and dripping red.
...
...
...
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Lord woke up leisurely, slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was still in the temple, and the surroundings were still the same as before.
Lord's consciousness was still a little blurry. He rubbed his temples and asked, "How long...how long have I been asleep?"
"not long."
The indifferent man sat cross-legged by the door. After noticing that Lord's originally stable breath suddenly became confused for a moment, he said, "If calculated using human timing, it would be exactly fifteen sunsets."
Fifteen days? !
Hearing this, Lord's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.
He didn't expect that the dark stone tablet was so strange, causing him to fall asleep for so long without realizing it, and it felt like only a moment had passed.
I saw the indifferent man supporting the ground with one hand. After slowly standing up, he made a gesture of invitation and said lightly: "Since you have already seen the stone tablet, please leave here and do not disturb the peace in this ruins." .”
Upon hearing this, Lord suddenly became angry and glared at the indifferent man: "You told me that as long as I touch the stone tablet, I can know the [truth] I want, but I touched the stone tablet, but I can't." If you still don’t know anything, how can you settle this account?”
"No, you already knew that."
Unexpectedly, the indifferent man shook his head, raised his finger and pointed at his head, saying: "All the [truths] about that battle are now sealed in the depths of your memory, and they will emerge bit by bit in the future."
"Why later?"
Lord narrowed his eyes, feeling a little confused about this behavior: "Since you have decided to tell me, why bother to seal it in the depths of my memory?"
The indifferent man was suddenly silent for a few seconds.
However, Lord noticed that in his pair of sky-blue eyes, which were as deep and sad as the sea, there was an extremely vague look of unspeakable pain, and he said in a low voice: "Some things... .Don’t say, don’t think, don’t read until the time comes. Do you understand what I mean?”
"you mean......"
Lord's pupils suddenly shrank and his eyes flashed crazily.
Seeing the indifferent man keeping silent and being extremely cautious in his words, combined with the previous stone tablet paintings in the temple, he seemed to vaguely guess the reason, and his heart suddenly couldn't help but beat wildly.
The indifferent man raised a finger, pressed it to his lips to signal silence, and said: "I guessed it, don't think about it, don't read it, don't say it, just pretend that nothing happened, and keep walking along your path until At the end of the day, you will naturally know the answer.”
"I have one more question..."
Lord no longer dwelled on the answer to the question, and instead asked about the flower in his mind: "Do you know... what [flower] is?"
".......I know."
The indifferent man hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "But I can't tell you yet. I can only say...it is very important, and even the cause of the war was because of it."
"I understand what you mean."
Lord sighed. It seemed that he couldn't answer this question. He said somewhat helplessly: "I have one last question. Who are you? You can always tell me this, right?"
"I thought you had guessed it." The indifferent man looked at Lord in surprise.
"Sorry, couldn't guess."
Lord curled his lips, shook his hand, and said, "What I hate most in my life is guessing games, so please tell me directly."
"Well, it's my fault."
The indifferent man let out a long sigh, as if to calm down some emotion. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly said: "I... was born at the beginning of mankind, the son of Adam and Eve."
"Because he was jealous of his biological brother, he committed the earliest murder in mankind."
"Then I was expelled from the Garden of Eden by God, and I have been wandering in the world since then, burdened with the sin of killing my brother, and despised by all things in the world. Wherever I set foot, all life will wither, and anyone who kills me will suffer seven times the consequences. Report."
"My name is...Cain."
Cain took off his ancient linen clothing with both hands while recounting his deeds in a calm tone.
As the ancient linen clothing fell to the ground, Cain exposed his entire upper body. I saw that his upper limbs, lower limbs, spine and shoulder blades were all replaced by a material similar to a cast bronze door, and there was an Akkadian symbol between his eyebrows, which was exactly the same as the symbol carved on the bronze door!
"Now, you know."
When everything was revealed, Cain's deep and calm eyes showed a trace of sadness that could not be wiped away: "I am a person cursed by God, burdened with a heavy sin of murder, and I stay here only to atone for my sins."
