Chapter 1245: Created for Experiments
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âI understand. Believe me, I understand it better than you think. However, I donât think that a mixed-blood with the blood of Turan can cast Holy Light Magic. Itâs either blasphemy or evil. I also donât think that this alone can overthrow the Holy Light Temple thatâs ruled over the land of Holy Light for tens of thousands of years. Therefore, thereâs nothing to be surprised about!â
Meng Chao shrugged and said, âHowever, after your explanation, I can finally confirm that our positions and interests are quite similar. So, you might as well continue speaking and let me know how we should help each other in order to achieve each otherâs goals and reap the biggest benefits.â
Ice Storm observed Meng Chaoâs expression carefully.
She was sure that Meng Chao was not lying.
For some reason, she was slightly surprised, but she also felt more relaxed than ever.
She escaped from the land of holy light to Tulanze.
Then she came from black horn city to hundred blade city.
Next, she had to go deep into tulansacred mountain to face the fury of Horn of destruction, violent blade, and jackal, as well as the fury of Lion King, Tiger King, and Wolf King, which was a hundred times more terrifying, an unpredictable test.
She was too tired.
She was so tired that she could not open her eyes. She was so tired that she did not want to pretend anymore.
She only wanted to completely relax every muscle and every nerve, find someone to tell her everything, and then, she would be at the mercy of fate or something else.
âI should have told you that I am a hybrid of the holy light humans and the Tulan Orcs. My mother is a witch, and my father is an adventurer who sneaked into the land of Holy Light in an attempt to create chaos and steal information and treasures.â
Icestorm grinned and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than a wail as he mocked himself, âAfter hearing this, Iâm afraid that youâve already added tens of thousands of words of love stories to your mind. Perhaps you think that even if my father finally left without saying goodbye, at least at the beginning, he and my mother must have had a strong, hot, beautiful, vigorous, or tortuous relationship.
âAt the very least, they should have lied to each other and used each other. In the process of scheming and scheming, they accidentally fell in love with each other and so on. I, on the other hand, am the crystallization of such a clichĂ© love story.â
Meng Chao said, âIsnât it?â
âIt is indeed not.â
Ice Storm said faintly, âOne is a witch, and the other is an adventurer who sneaks into the enemy camp in disguise to stir up trouble. Their identities require them to abandon all feelings that ordinary people regard as treasures and completely turn themselves into a precise and stable machine made of flesh and blood.
âPerhaps, my father did lie to my mother about stealing the map of Holy Mountain of Tulan, but my birth was neither a lie nor an accident, but an experiment that they conducted together.
âYes, Iâm just an experiment.â
âAn Experiment?â
Meng Chao asked, âWhat Experiment?â
âAn experiment to test whether a lowly hybrid can cast Holy Light Magic.â
Icestorm looked at the even, dense, and warm ball of light on his fingertip in a daze and continued, âAlthough a thousand years ago, the original Wizards had already mastered the method of stealing power from the ocean of light and could cast magic without praying to the Holy Light.
âBut this alone is not enough to completely overthrow the lie of the Holy Light Temple.
âAfter all, even wizards are of the Human Race of Holy Light. According to the theory of the Holy Light Temple, it was formed from the purest light, but it was only later polluted.
âThe holy light priests of the Holy Light Temple who are good at talking nonsense and bewitching people can come up with a hundred new theories to explain the phenomenon that wizards can also cast magic, and they did exactly that.
âFrom âWizards donât cast magic at all, they just pretend to be magic,âto âWizards like to secretly dig up corpses in cemeteries and absorb the power of faith in the devout dead as their source of power,âto âThe Holy Light has its own arrangementsâ, there are many such âpatchesâ!
âSo, for a thousand years, the Wizards and witches were troubled by the theory that they could not shake the Holy Light Temple.
âIt was not until my mother sneaked into a magic tower and tried to steal the ancient information of the âGreat Extermination Order eraâthat she accidentally bumped into my father. Of course, he was one of her peers, and they were all here for the ancient books, notes, and maps.
âAfter working together to get rid of the mages and the night watchmen, and after discovering my fatherâs identity, my mother had a sudden idea.
âAs everyone knows, the hybrids of the holy light humans and the Tulan Beastmen have always been despised, hated, and even hated by both sides.
âNeither the land of Holy Light nor the Tulan ZE can tolerate these monsters that have dual blood flowing in their bodies and should not exist in this world at all.
âThe existence of the mixed-blood is simply a common blasphemy against the holy light and the ancestral spirits.
âThen, if such a âchild of blasphemyâ, who should not exist in this world at all and should be cursed and killed immediately at birth, can actually cast the most powerful Holy Light Magic? Can this completely overturn the lies of the Holy Light Temple and greatly reduce the threshold for casting magic, so that the vast majority of people who yearn for power are willing to become Wizards instead of mages?
âEven the child of blasphemy can cast holy light magic without prayer and repentance, so who else can not cast magic? Who else needs to pray to the holy light, offer all kinds of resources to the magic tower, and obey the orders of the Holy Light Temple?
âDo you understand now? I was born for this experiment.
âFrom the moment I was born, I was the experiment, the evidence, a spear that needs to be constantly polished until it is shiny and incomparably sharp, and then hurled at the Holy Light Temple. Thatâs all!â
The face of the ice storm was like a frozen lake that had not melted for a thousand years.
The voice was like a sealed volcano, trembling slightly due to the violent churning of magma.
Meng Chao did not know what to say.
Even though he had seen countless living human beings being subjected to all kinds of inhuman treatment in Lei Zongchaoâs self-narration and the experiment notes left by the Blood Union, he still could not help but sigh.
However, this kind of life that was âBorn for experimentsâstill made him sigh in a complicated way.
âYou guessed it right. What my father stole from my mother was indeed the military map that the Holy Light Army drew when they invaded Tulan sacred mountain 3,000 years ago.â
Icestorm said expressionlessly, âAfter the era of the great extermination order, although the high-level orcs relied on the mandala fruit to reproduce, expand, and rebuild the military system of the five clans, they still suffered a devastating blow in the end. Many of their legacies were lost or even cut off. Even the connection between the high-level orcs and the peak of the sacred mountain was cut off.
âOn the other hand, the Holy Light Temple, as the enemy, still kept a lot of information about that era.
âIn order to prove that the legend of the origin of the holy light humans was false, the Wizards and witches had to prove that the legend of the origin of the Tulan Orcs was true. The simplest and most direct evidence was the remains of the giant fireball hidden in the depths of the Holy Mountain.
âTherefore, the Wizards and witches spent thousands of years and spared no effort to get the route map of the Holy Light Armyâs march to the top of the Holy Mountain and a large number of battle logs from dozens of magic towers and holy light altars.
âMost of the information was passed to my mother, and then my father stole it.
âNo, itâs not accurate to say âstoleâ. Itâs more like my mother played a long game and deliberately gave some military maps and battle logs to my father.â
âWhat?â
Hearing this, Chao Meng was slightly stunned and couldnât help but ask, âDidnât you say that your parents didnât have any feelings for each other but only cooperated with each other and used each other? Didnât your mother think that once she got the map and the battle log of the Sacred Mountain, your father would run away and return to Tu Lanze to explore the sacred mountain alone?â
âMy mother wanted my father to do that.â
Ice storm grinned and said, âYou must know that even three thousand years ago, the aggressive army of holy light couldnât completely destroy the temple of the sacred mountain and the remains of the big fireball.
âThis means that the military map and the battle log of the temple of Holy Light are not complete.
âIt is impossible for people from outside of Tulanze to reach the depths of the temple of Holy Mountain and come into contact with the remains of the fireball by relying on these things.
âNot to mention that after three thousand years, the factions of the temple of Holy Light and the archmages who owned the Magic Tower and occupied an area are also fighting in the open and in the dark. As a result, a large number of records of the era of the great extermination order have been tampered with, erased, and destroyed.
âEven if the Wizards had stolen, pieced together, and restored it, it would still be impossible to restore the full picture of the military maps and battle logs of the past.
âEven if the Wizards had really restored all the maps and logs, so what? Could they still come to Tulanze with a great fanfare and barge into the most sacred resting place of the ancestral spirits of the high-ranking orcs under the murderous gaze of the high-ranking orcs?â
Meng Chao nodded.
Indeed, even though âThe enemy of the enemy is a friend.â.
But with the high-ranked orcsâextremely respectful attitude toward the ancestral spirit, it was impossible for any of the holy light humans to once again step into the Glorious Hall of the ancestral spirit resting place after the âGreat extinction order era.â.
Even if the other party was a wizard.
If the Wizards wanted to find the remains of the fireball and confirm the legend of the origin of the high-ranked orcs, they could only cooperate with the high-ranked orcs.
In other words, they could use the map of Holy Mountain as a bargaining chip to trade with the high-level orcs.
âYes, thatâs what my mother thought. We should cooperate and get what we want.â
ICY storm said, âThe problem is that the one who initiated the cooperation always seems to be relatively weak and passive. When negotiating the terms of the deal, itâs inevitable that they will suffer losses.
âAs a witch, my mother doesnât like to suffer losses, and she doesnât like to offer to cooperate..â
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