Sherlock's words were like thunder and thunder that kept striking Joe's forehead.

The stars in front of him flashed and his mind was buzzing.

Al Organisation is the owner.

What they raise is not the poultry and livestock that everyone is accustomed to, nor the chickens, ducks, cattle and horses, nor pigs, dogs, gooses, but the gods!

God!

They are just...the prey raised by Al!

prey!

Joe felt a little thirsty.

So he grabbed a handful of snatch towards Tulun Port Pier.

There was a large area of ​​white water vapor in the bedroom, and the rich water vapor quickly condensed. Drops of crystal clear water droplets fell down, forming a water ball the size of a human head in front of Qiao.

Qiao opened his mouth and drank the water ball in three or two sips, alleviating the burning feeling in his mouth.

"Mr. Sherlock..." Qiao coughed heavily, and he looked at Sherlock very seriously: "I have never seen any living god... Well, no, this description may not be very appropriate."

Joe remembered the balance of order Ram.

This guy should be one of the gods, so Qiao has dealt with the gods.

He modified his words: "You must know that with what you said just now, you can be listed as a heretic by the church, sent to the wanted list, and suffered endless pursuit from them."

"Your words..."

Sherlock interrupted Joe: "It's ridiculous, it's nonsense. I can understand what you want to say."

Spreading his hands, Sherlock looked at Joe, whose hair was wet with a water ball: "But that's the news I got, the information I got at risk of my life, and the reason I was chased is even more so."

"But!" Qiao raised his hand and wanted to say something.

"Joe, what do you think the god is?" Sherlock did not let Qiao speak, but asked him seriously.

What is a god?

Joe remembered Ram's incredible power.

From Ram, Joe gained power far beyond his rank.

The power of the gods is naturally... omnipotent, right?

But feel Sherlock's tone.

Joe was a little lost in his answer.

He looked at Sherlock's serious face and stammered and didn't speak.

"Great, supreme, omnipotent, ha, it can even be said that they are absolutely just, absolutely correct, absolutely just, representing all tangible concepts such as the truth of the world and the true meaning of the world's existence?"

Sherlock shook his head: "This is the god? Oh, oh, no!"

"Perhaps, the gods in the ancient mythological era, the first great beings that appeared in the world, are such concepts."

Sherlock frowned, and he rubbed his eyebrows hard.

"However, the information I received this time is not comprehensive and incomplete, so I cannot describe the truth to you."

"I can only say, maybe, the gods in the mythical age were like this... but the subsequent Golden Age, Silver Age, Bronze Age, Black Iron Age... and even the gods in the dark age after the Black Iron Age..."

Sherlock took a heavy breath.

"The gods in the mythical age gave the blood of human gods, and from then on, they had the first batch of demigods."

"The demigod can transform life forms into gods through mysterious cultivation rituals."

"The gods transformed by demigods shine on the three ages of gold, silver, and bronze... and the age of black iron belongs to... people, or, to those raised by Al."

"The information before the Black Iron Age may be the most core secret of the Al organization. Nothing can be verified or trustworthy."

"But the Age of Black Iron, the Al organization finally succeeded."

"They tampered with all the rituals of becoming gods, tampered with all the rituals of becoming gods, destroyed all the ancient methods of becoming gods, and only the three seas and seven veins cultivation system was practiced, spreading the world."

"The practice method of the Three Seas and Seven Veins, combined with the sequence of potions, is like a complete set of perfect paths to become a god."

"Cultivate the Three Seas and Seven Veins to become a god, use sequence potions to increase the speed of cultivation, limit the direction and path of becoming a god, and limit the potential limit after becoming a god after death... The so-called perfection does not mean how powerful you are after becoming a god through this method."

"But, in this way, as long as you have enough resources, even a fool can become a god."

"Fast and efficiency, when needed, you can quickly become a 'god-level' cannon fodder. This is the truth about almost all the extraordinary existences in the Medland Continent today."

"The gods who have been cultivated using the Three Seas and Seven Veins, combined with the sequential potion... From the day he embarked on extraordinary, his future was completely decided."

"Which level he is in, how strong his strength is, what ultimate limit is, what kind of attribute power he has, everything is transparent and completely controlled by Al."

"It's like a feeding farm, all the poultry and livestock, all the physical conditions are controlled by the owner."

"Their rank, their weight, their strength, their speed, their fatal vitals, what kind of blow can cause fatal damage to them, and how can they harvest them most effectively."

"For example, a fat and strong big pig can grow to five hundred pounds, and he can grow to five hundred pounds... After five hundred pounds, you can send the right force, such as the right number of people with the right strength to harvest this big fat pig."

"Those big fat pigs have been limited to everything. Among those white and bloated fat pigs, there is absolutely no ferocious, bloodthirsty and amazing lethal wild boar. Therefore, every harvest will surely succeed!"

"The owner controls everything, and it's a perfect set of cultivation, fattening and harvesting processes."

Joe stared at Sherlock with wide eyes.

He recalled what he learned at a military university and the extraordinary combat power of the countries in the Medlands.

He couldn't help but feel numb all over.

Whether it is the giant demon knight of the Ice Sea Kingdom, the Hydra knight of the Deron Empire, the ancient dragon of the Ice Field of the Lucia Empire, or the holy dragons, phoenixes, light lions, etc.

When the ranks are comparable, unless there are certain special bloodlines in the body, everyone's strength is not much different!

Moreover, if you take those sequence potions, your evolution template is completely locked.

Hydra's weaknesses must also be found in the Hydra's Knights.

The power of the giant demon in the deep sea is afraid of, and the giant demon knights must also be full of fear of that power.

The other extraordinary warriors, if they take the sequential potion, are all their defects.

If the Al organization really treats the entire Medland as a feedlot, then when a prey is cultivated and mature, they can easily harvest the prey by sending enough manpower according to the weaknesses of the prey.

Sherlock continued to murmur, "A very clever way, isn't it?"

"A complete set of mature and perfect feeding systems, isn't it?"

"Even, many forces in the Medland continent, the prescriptions of the sequence potions they possess are incomplete, and they cannot reach the level of almost gods."

"This is reasonable and more in line with a 'true' truth."

"Like Deron, like the sea of ​​ice, like Lucia, like Saint Chia, Nice, like the two major churches, only the other people's sequence potions are incomplete, and they have one or several complete sequence potions that can reach the realm of the gods..."

"Only the heads of these major forces believe that they are the real chosen people, that they will use those serial potions with all their hearts and minds, that they will not have any doubts about the 'truth' of this world."

Qiao swallowed: "Other countries don't know...but the church..."

Sherlock smiled contemptuously: "I peeked at a secret book, the charlatans on the Daboku, the gods they believe in..."

"Haha, according to the divine decree they boast of to believers, the two great churches have been born since the beginning of the world's existence. They worship the eternal sun and moon. Mu and Muteste are the creators of all things and the masters of all things..."

"But Mu and Muteste, they are just...they are just..."

Sherlock couldn't control his smile: "I believe in the records of the Al organization. After all, there is no need to fake this secret that is recorded in secret files and does not spread to the outside world."

"They were just a pair of shepherd brothers and sisters from the Highland Tribe in the darkest period after the Black Iron Age... and even Mu was a wolf bandit!"

Qiao's eyes widened.

Sherlock said bluntly: "Which Muteste, she has not robbed her family himself, but she is proficient in poison and spell techniques. There are more innocent people who die because of her poison and evil magic than Mu."

Qiao opened his mouth and smiled dryly unconsciously: "Mr. Sherlock, if you say these words, or if they know that I have heard these words from you, we are all real heresy and are destined to be chased to death."

Sherlock laughed 'hehe'.

He looked at Joe with a deep meaning: "Are you afraid of their pursuit?"

He shook his head and sighed: "Well, anyway, they are just such an ordinary pair of shepherd brothers and sisters, who occasionally do some side jobs to subsidize their household income... They are attracted by the owner... As the owner, it is very natural to choose a few outstanding looks from the livestock circle and give them some extra feed, right?"

"Anyway, they were chosen, and in just a few decades they changed from an ordinary shepherd brother and sister to... the supreme sun god Mu and the moon god Muteste!"

"In the dark age of chaos, depravity, and civilization, they preached and preached, and formed the prototype of the Dabouch Church's Sun and Moon Church. Then, they had their own arms, and they began to spread their faith to the entire Medland based on the plateau."

"In the process, they beat the other selected ones."

"They carried out some special treatments to those selected according to the owner's request..."

"In the end, they were also handled by the owner."
Chapter completed!