CHAPTER 46: CHAPTER 43: TRUTH ANGELS, DESTRUCTION IN TURNS!

"It seems you haven’t been doing well lately."

In the Elf Sanctuary, Liu Jun quietly watched the angel queen who was tied up.

She was mounted on a cross, her four wings behind her as black as the starry night sky, exuding compassion and love through her lowered brows, with her pupils seemingly containing endless wisdom.

Beautiful.

So beautiful.

She was the most beautiful being in this world.

This beauty didn’t come from her appearance; she exuded an intellectual beauty that could only be perceived on a spiritual level, like a mortal glimpsing an eternal wisdom angel.

Anyone who approached her would feel invigorated, the whole world becoming clearer, with all obscure things turning transparent.

She is a wisdom angel as well as a truth angel.

Liu Jun slightly collected his thoughts, pondering, "No wonder she’s a source of disaster."

Of course, Liu Jun himself was not weak either.

He was also the young God of Longevity, and if developed, he might also gain mastery over the power of longevity in the Mushroom Soup World.

A god should not be gazed upon directly.

Gazing upon the God of Wisdom will give you an addictive pursuit of wisdom.

Gazing upon me, the God of Longevity, would grant eternal life?

Yes, very reasonable.

Now, it can be considered the era of the nascent young gods, and the birth of each deity would lead to a disorder in the world’s order.

"Over these years, life hasn’t been kind to you."

Liu Jun quietly watched her.

It seems a group of mortals defeated this god and imprisoned her, continuously trying to gain her divine power.

Wisdom is a non-combat type of power.

It’s quite normal for her to be besieged and vied for by her frenzied followers.

"It’s all karma."

"It’s the Creator God’s punishment for us."

On the cross, this wisdom angel now seemed to have become a devout believer of causality, repenting and praying, filled with immense guilt.

"The suffering I endure now, I deserve it."

"Back then, I was the mastermind behind it all, I defied your teachings, my lord..."

Insect Seventy-seven was immensely regretful.

She believed it was she who guided civilization onto a path of no return, and today’s wisdom disaster was the penalty decreed by the Creator God back then.

Her heart was full of regret, reluctance, pain, despair...

Insect Seventy-seven said, "And maybe it also implicated you, now, the entire world will act against you."

"Perhaps this is a rule decreed by fate."

She spoke of a myth bound to be passed down to future generations:

"At the creation of the universe, when life gained [Wisdom], it would yearn for [Eternal Life]."

"And eternal life is extremely special, the only divine power to overcome the calamity of heaven and earth."

"Thus, the Creator God descended wisdom to kill the Longevity God who mastered evading the destruction of an era."

Liu Jun was silent for a moment.

Logically coherent, carrying a sense of beauty inherent in ancient mythology.

Even Liu Jun couldn’t help but have the thought: Creator God, this move probably really intends to kill me, the Longevity God!

Back then, the second half of the Angel King’s life was spent in repentance, and now Insect Seventy-seven was walking the same path.

She was now in immense pain, repenting.

But she couldn’t die.

For she knew that if she died, [High Wisdom] would be masterless, maybe even searching for a suitable owner anew.

At that time...

[High Wisdom] would become uncontrollable and might fall into the hands of other ill-intentioned beings, causing greater harm.

So.

Back then, she chose self-sealing, allowing the angels to lock her in the magic box deep underground, with those feigned dead angels as tomb guardians, suppressing this magic box.

She knew better than anyone.

What it was like to be locked alive, in an eternally dark, narrow coffin in eternal imprisonment torture.

Yet she did it without hesitation.

Using herself as a medium to seal off this dreadful calamity.

"The most painful thing in the world is wanting to die when life is worse than death, but to remain strong and live for the entire world."

"Child, you are now a truth angel; you haven’t failed anyone, including me."

Liu Jun relieved this truth angel from her imprisonment, rescuing her from the cross, and looking at the weary four-winged angel girl, he slowly said:

"Sometimes, living painfully requires more courage than dying heroically."

Listening to this divine being’s gentle voice, and feeling the trust and loving glow in the other’s eyes, the angel queen couldn’t help but have dampened eye sockets.

"God, haven’t I truly failed you?"

Her eyes were full of yearning.

"You are already qualified to become another deity." The ancient Longevity God slightly smiled, "Your wisdom, your integrity, and kindness have earned his approval, haven’t they?"

The truth angel’s aged and feeble eyes showed a flash of emotion.

Recognition was the best comfort in the world.

"Come on, fight with us."

A kind voice came from beside her ear.

"Come on, your husband’s, the Angel King’s, era is over."

"Now, it’s a new era."

She discarded the chains, stumbled out of the Elf Sanctuary, faced the bright sunlight and woods.

Step by step.

The trembling in her heart steadied with each step, her eyes gradually turned determined and courageous, silently following in the prophet’s footsteps.

A tattered bow was hanging on the distant tree, the solemn emblem shining with dazzling light...

"We will eternally pursue beauty." In a daze, she seemed to recall the majestic and beautiful Angel King raising the Angel’s Sword high, roaring by her ear.

Having intended to end her life with her old comrades, she suddenly muttered to herself.

"Then let’s pursue the new era for a little longer."

...

For the next half month.

Liu Jun silently walked the earth with this Mother of Fallen Angels, Five-Colored Dragon Mother, Titan Ancestor, Elf God...the truth angel carrying countless names, investigating.

He attempted to take the other person back to the Cangwu Tree.

Trying to use the infection fields of [Middle Wisdom] and [Low Wisdom] to neutralize this [High Wisdom].

Unfortunately, it failed.

The status of [High Wisdom] was stronger than the other two, forcibly covering the domain of the Dumbing Aura.

There was no way to solve her dissipation problem.

Perhaps countless years later, she would keep growing stronger, breaking through the realm, and gaining enough power to control this continuously leaking plague power.

"At first, I could still hide in the coffin to restrain my breath."

Insect Seventy-seven sighed, "But they forced me to cultivate and grow stronger, to expand the distance I could infect. Now, I can’t control this power anymore... In fact, I can feel that even if they don’t unseal me, my wisdom will passively make me stronger, spreading my aura outward."

"My new wings are the result of my passive wisdom evolution, I am growing every second." The Truth Angels flew in the sky, overlooking the ground, while the God of Longevity sat quietly on her shoulder like a colorful butterfly.

They looked around this era full of plague.

Eventually, they came up with a plan.

Insect Seventy-seven, stay away from the Cangwu Tree.

But she would still be outside, continuing to infect the entire world.

Yet she would act as an insider.

Thus, the entire era was divided into two "nations."

One, the Truth Creation Nation ruled by [High Wisdom].

One, the Cangwu Forbidden Land ruled by [Middle Wisdom] and [Low Wisdom].

This mythological era that created myriad races is fascinating, divided into two sides with wisdom as the boundary.

And during these days of interacting with this Truth Angels, Liu Jun, even with the blessing of Concealment, felt somewhat influenced by the aura of the Intoxicating Mushrooms.

High Wisdom Mushroom, very formidable!

For fear of being infected with High Wisdom and becoming those madmen...

He could only silently bid farewell to this Truth Angels.

...

Time moved half a month later.

The remnants of that war batch, once again following the trail of infection, found Insect Seventy-seven and once again crowned her as a god.

Moreover, these younger generations were preparing for the next wave of attack.

This era was crazy, crazy to the point of no pause.

The civilization of the next era had already begun.

"They lost because they didn’t understand the power of the God of Longevity. This time we know it, and we will target his concealment ability!"

"How about a fire attack?"

"Weave out the Water Race, flood the Cangwu, and leave him nowhere to hide!"

"No, it’s best to dye the water for better differentiation."

"How about weaving a race that embodies flying clouds, transporting moisture, carrying body fluids, and causing rain!"

"A race that causes cloud and rain?"

"How to change?"

"I remember there was a race that sprayed urine in the sky."

"Use the Tree of Life for transformation, it’s already a formed template, Water Elf, Fire Elf..."

"Why not the Flame Titan? Or perhaps the Frost Giant Dragon?"

"Our energy is limited; focusing on elves is optimal!"

"Then let’s weave a new generation of Elf Race on the original elves."

"Attack Cangwu, attack Cangwu!"

"According to the records of the previous generation, we now only have a lifespan of over twenty years, which is enough."

"This is the beauty of our Butterfly Race, unafraid of death, only to pursue knowledge and truth, like moths to a flame!"

...

On the Cangwu Tree.

Upon receiving the news from this Truth Angels insider, Liu Jun’s expression was not pleasant.

A bunch of mad butterflies of the Intoxicating Mushrooms.

Teaching you to cocoon, moths to the flame, but you threw yourselves at me?

Liu Jun’s expression became extremely complex.

Do you really take me as a boss to defeat?

Various tricks emerging endlessly!

Even studying the cooldown of my abilities, creating brand new mythical species to counter and restrain me? Defeating my army configuration?

"Beasts."

Liu Jun sighed.

Withstanding wave after wave of attack, Titan, Elf, Giant Dragon, Angel...

It’s very picturesque.

At this rate, who knows how many rounds can be withstood.

Sole reliance on oneself is futile; a single tree cannot make a forest. Perhaps the lives on the Cangwu Tree can help share the burden?

But they are too normal, not crazy enough, of little use!

But if they go crazy, infected by the mushrooms, they would recognize no kin... However, the Titan, Giant Dragon, and other [Life Rope Knot] blueprints obtained from the enemies can be used for the One Emperor and Four Marquis on the tree.

This Wisdom Disaster, for now, seems quite intractable.

Twenty years later.

Liu Jun saw a torrential downpour, countless elves attacking.

"I am the new Elf King, Tirland! Our lives are about to end, we’ve come to hunt for the blood of longevity! Seeking a ray of life!"

Liu Jun, seeing this scene, took a step out.

Half a day later.

The Water Elf Race, dead!

The Fire Elf Race, dead!

And a brand new peculiar race.

Pearl Siren, dead!

This Pearl Siren was quite interesting.

Hugging a pearl to her chest, like a witch holding a crystal ball, giving an aura of mysterious magic.

If developed, it seemed to have boundless potential.

But they could only be killed!