I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler Chapter 231

  Chapter 231 230. The price is insignificant

"The stories I write will become reality to a certain extent through his dreams. These stories have their own will and will find the most suitable person to become the protagonist and continue to stage them. Therefore, if I keep writing those horrible things, Horror, weird story, the world may gradually become horror, horror, and weird."

  The ancient capital seems a little helpless.

  "Writing a story will lead to the destruction of the world, will the world be destroyed if not?"

  Xia thoughtfully, as if thinking of the kingdom of night.

  Night Kingdom is often attacked by the Black Forest Demon Tide, but it can always survive the resistance of the Grey Tower and the Black Tower, but it's just a bit harder.

  Compared with the ruined wasteland and the abandoned city that will be destroyed no matter what, the kingdom of night is simply heaven.

   "Impossible, there must be other ways to kill him?"

  Drizzt felt unbelievable. He had always felt that although there were various problems in the abandoned city, at least in the city, most people were able to live well.

  But now the ancient capital tells Drizzt that the world will be destroyed after a period of time anyway, which has simply subverted Drizzt's worldview.

   Either it was destroyed by more and more monsters, or it was madly destroyed after awakening by that indescribable great existence. There is no hope in this world.

  The first thing Lu Yi thought of was Hedao.

Hedao is infested by filth. Those monsters continue to devour mankind and destroy civilization. Only the clean fire of Hedao Taisha can destroy it. The clean fire itself cannot be extinguished. In the end, the end of the world will only be never extinguished. The flames engulfed.

  No matter how struggling, the end of Hedao has also been determined.

  How similar the two are.

  Alternatively, Lu Yi thought that this might be the case in Foreign Lands, and the wasteland and the kingdom of the night, which seemed to have hope, might have been gradually destroyed in some places he didn't know yet.

  As for your own world.

  Lu Yi didn't think too much.

  Because the world I am in is definitely not the most special one.

  The answer is self-evident.

"You are the protagonist of "Mouth of the Madman". That mercenary may be the protagonist of "Shadow of Terror". The story will look for the protagonist that suits you best. If there is no protagonist suitable for it, the story will gradually fall silent and lose. As a result, I need to create new stories to continue to satisfy Him."

  The ancient capital didn't seem to care much about the fact that this world was about to be destroyed, or he had already wiped out his humanity in this long process of coexisting with the indescribable evil god.

  Only by losing all rationality and emotion as a human being, can it be possible to contend with that crazy and unreasonable great existence.

  "But don't worry, at least for the time being, He won't wake up. In addition to writing, I have also been studying some methods during these two decades, which can temporarily achieve the seal in a certain way."

  Gudu pointed to that door.

"Simply put, the stories I write will become his dreams. Through dreams, he will interfere with reality and make reality move in an irreversible direction, and the story will find the protagonist on its own and cannot control it. Therefore, I create This small town."

"This small town will later become the main area of ​​influence of his dreams. All the stories will be confined to this place. Although there may be some leaks, at least, most of the horror novel plots will only be in this small town. Staged."

   Hearing what the ancient capital said, Drizzt felt a little relieved, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

  If it is so simple that an indescribable great existence can be sealed, then there is no need for the ancient capital to be trapped here for twenty years.

   "Does this cost anything?"

  So Drizzt asked.

  ". The price is trivial."

  Gudu smiled.

"To do this, the first problem is that the protagonists who are most suitable for these stories need to appear in this town, otherwise they will still be leaked to other cities, other regions, and secondly, every story will be accompanied by Some monsters and some abnormalities are born. After a period of time, this area will be all abnormal monsters, and it is difficult to reach the first condition."

"In addition, my personal factor is also one of them, and it is very important, that is, whether I can continue to create a story that is enough to please him. In fact, with the passage of time, it has been difficult to create a good story. And to completely imprison him in this small town, a more subtle and interlocking story is needed."

   Listening to the description of the ancient capital, even Lu Zie found it very difficult. This was an attempt to fight against the gods with the power of mortals.

  How did ancient times do it?

"Don't worry, to complete this thing, in fact, it only needs one point, and that is to let the illusion and the reality intersect. Although I am an ordinary person, I can't do exactly what I say, but there is a Existence can do it. This is also the technique my friend used at the time."

  The writer mentioned the pen as if he wanted to write something, but he did not write it for a long time.

   "That's the guy behind the door."

  Hearing this, Lu Jie suddenly became clear.

   "Have you become part of the story yourself?"

  The conditions are here, and the answer is ready to come out.

"Yes, he is the world's best at weaving stories, the guy who likes stories the most, and who pursues the perfect story the most. So, just like "Mad Men's Mouth" found you, I wrote myself into the story. Actually , Your experience is just the story recorded by the protagonist in "Mouth of the Madman". It is the story in the story. The real protagonist of the story is myself."

  The tone of the ancient capital is just like talking about some lackluster articles.

"In "The Mouth of the Madman", I am a horror novelist who can continuously create horror novels that astound the world. After disappearing, I actually came to the door to seal a great existence. Here, I will continue to create those horror stories, and these stories will truly be staged in this small town."

"In reality, I am just an ordinary novelist, but in the story, I am a great writer who will never dry up his inspiration and have endless ideas. What I can't do by myself is that It will be done one by one in the dream of great existence."

   "I used his own power to create countless stories for himself."

  "And these stories will lead to the destruction of the world and bring endless fear. I will turn the fear in reality into a weapon against him."

  The corners of his mouth are cocked, like a kid who has succeeded in a prank.

  Lu Zan was wrong.

  This is not the folly of opposing the gods with the power of mortals, but the feat of imprisoning the gods with the wisdom of mortals.

   "So, your arrival, your conversation with me, are the key to all of this. Our conversation connects reality and the story together, so that this story truly has an ending."

   "Without you, this story of mine is just a castle in the sky, but under your testimony, under the testimony of the great being behind you, this story has a real cornerstone."

  Not only the gods behind the bronze gate, but even the existence behind Lu Zan, who manipulates everything and fools everything, has become a member of the ancient capital's works.

  He is like a chess player, taking everything, even himself, as pawns, playing against an indescribable god.

  And he actually won.

   "So, I said, the price is insignificant, but I am alone."

   Gudu said, as if he had made up his mind, he lifted his pen and wrote the ending of the story on the manuscript.

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  (End of this chapter)

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