NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 470
Chapter 470: A Chilling Guess
Lynn’s heart moved.
Nanako’s eyes reflected on his cheeks, and said, “Actually, my mother doesn’t know what happened, because she was not born at that time, but suddenly at a certain point of time, I don’t know why, all the people in the city were in one night. In between, there was a sudden great rejection of magic.”
Lynn’s brows furrowed.
“Overnight?”
Nanako shook his head, his eyes were a little dazed, and said: “Yes, it’s strange, my mother has been investigating this matter, but there has been no much progress.”
“Suddenly, it felt like the thinking of all the people in the whole city was suddenly interfered with, and they began to fiercely forbid all magical behavior. All creations are burnt!”
“Almost in a short period of time, this once magical city has become the most violent anti-magic city on the mainland.”
Nanako turned his head, looked at him and said:
“Mother mother has been investigating the reasons for this, but until she died, she could not find the exact reason for the great change in the city, she just vaguely felt…”
“It seems to be related to the interference of the soul, because it’s all strange.”
After her parents died that year, she got a lot of information about the city from her mother’s notes while searching for their relics.
Combined with the many words her mother had said to her when she was a child, she gradually understood what her mother had been investigating all along.
It’s just that this matter remained unanswered until after her death.
And it was only recently, after knowing that Tu’er was looking for clues about the Fallen God in this world, she had only vaguely linked the Fallen God to the city.
Because the sequence controlled by the Fallen God is the soul.
“I see.”
Lynn stared thoughtfully.
[Indeed, from the perspective of the black mist covering them, it may indeed be the handwriting of fallen gods. 】
[For the soul domain, as long as the personality is high enough and the strength is strong enough, it is not difficult to change the thinking of everyone in a city. 】
Because he does that too often.
For example, in order to hide their identities, they interfere with the memory of some people, so that they subconsciously forget all traces related to him.
But to completely change a person’s thinking, he only used it on the heinous knight in Lakeside Town.
Lynn’s eyes flickered.
[If this is really the case, that is to say, after the battle of gods, the fallen god used his power to interfere with the thinking of everyone in this city? 】
[But what is his purpose? 】
[Just to make people anti-magic? But looking at the sandstorm surrounding the city, he didn’t seem to want more people to interfere with the city’s existence. 】
Lynn felt that things might not be as simple as he thought.
What a mysterious god like the Fallen God does must have some deeper purpose.
[And, is it really as simple as thinking interference? 】
Lynn was unsure.
Listening to Lynn’s voice, Nanako’s eyes moved and said, “Teacher, the master of the realm of the soul doesn’t understand very well, so there is something Nanako wants to confirm with you.”
Lynn came back to her senses and said, “What’s the matter?”
“If there is a mind interference, will it be passed on to the next generation? I mean, if the parents’ minds are changed, will their children also inherit the changed minds?”
As soon as these words came out, Lynn’s heart suddenly moved.
He replied almost subconsciously: “No, each soul is independent, and the distortion of the parent’s soul will not affect the next generation.”
But after he finished speaking, he immediately saw Nanako frown slightly.
And Lynn realized something almost instantly.
“Master, you mean…” Lynn’s eyes flickered: “Their descendants also inherited their anti-magic thinking?”
Nanako nodded and said worriedly: “Well, this is an experiment that my mother recorded in her notebook in the early days. My mother once let a baby who was just born in the city touch magic energy, and that child immediately It shows extreme resistance and rejection of magic.”
“Infants in other parts of the continent don’t exhibit this characteristic at all.”
“My mother thought at first that it might be because of the city that the newborn child was also interfered in some way, but later, she found a few local people who had left here early to compare with the outside world.”
“She soon discovered that even those who had long left had their children inherited their parents’ extreme rejection and distaste for magic.”
After hearing Nanako’s words, Lynn felt a chill in her heart.
The interference of the soul is indeed not hereditary.
But this is only based on the premise of the field of the soul. If some other things are added to the interference of the soul, it is difficult to say.
But that wasn’t what made him really feel malicious.
Because if it is true as Nanako said, this kind of interference will be passed on to the next generation, then outside this city, if there are similar interferences, then have they been passed on from generation to generation over time? To spread its branches and leaves all over the continent?
thought here.
Even Lynn shuddered.
Because as long as the anti-magic thinking is replaced a little bit, and it is replaced by a subtle and absolute belief in the gods, or people’s distrust and malice towards each other, then this is equivalent to having absolute control over the creatures in the lower world.
Could this be the arrangement of a fallen god? !
Seemingly feeling the change in Lynn Lynn’s heart, Nanako’s little hand clenched his hand and said worriedly:
“Disciple…”
Lynn returned to his senses, clenched Nanako’s hand, and shook his head:
“It’s okay, Master.”
“But I think, Tu’er needs to investigate this city properly.”
…
at the same time.
Among the towering halls in the center of the city, it represents the supreme kingship of Sandstorm City.
At this moment, on the throne in the deepest part of the hall, a twilight old man wearing a crown slowly opened his eyes, holding the dense fold just presented below in his wrinkled hands.
Nothing was written on it, just a portrait of a man.
It was a black-haired girl with a hood, and if Nanako were here, she would have noticed that the girl in the portrait looked exactly like her.
“Your Majesty the King.”
A voice came slowly from the darkness behind him.
“It seems that your granddaughter has come to mourn her mother again, but this time, will you indulge this blasphemy against our traditions?”
Heavy footsteps came from the darkness behind him.
A figure with a face hidden under a black hood appeared behind him. He slowly stretched out his slender fingers and placed them on the old king’s shoulders one by one.
Like some kind of depraved whisper.
You can vaguely see the vertical pupil carved on the ring on his finger.
“All mages should be burned to death. This tradition is above everything. Even if you are a bunch of useless and defective products, you should understand what you think, right?”