Those who think great will have to go through the great path.

—Inscription

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Holy Greed Continent, Flange Kingdom.

Thirty years have passed, and Irving has become a notorious necromancer in the Flange Kingdom, which is terrifying. The reward is worth 20,000 holy gold coins.

Holy gold coins are the highest level currency in the Flan Kingdom, with royal heralds printed on it. One holy gold coins is about 40 gold coins.

On the desolate pile of rocks, Irving was holding an iron chain in his hand, tied with a strange monster.

Its body is outlined like a tree, its thick and short feet are tree trunks, and its tentacles are crowns. It emits a foul smell from its body as if it had been dug up a tomb. This twenty-foot-high black piece of meat grows with pitch-shaped whip-shaped tentacles on the clumps. There is a huge mouth around the piece of meat, and its purple tongue secretes green mucus, like a mouthpiece with flat teeth, but it looks particularly twisted when it is placed on it.

Below the monster's body, there are huge hooves that can stand.

If you stare at the monster's body surface and look carefully, you will find that the outline of the human limbs is raised under the surface of its skin, as if it is combining countless humans together. They are still alive, making faint wailing sounds, and faces roll and surge on the surface of the monster's skin, outlining the shape of the facial features of the human face.

The monster was tied with iron chains by Irving, and twisted and wriggled on the ground with its hooves, bent tentacles like their mouths and snakes.

More than a dozen bounty hunters surrounded Irving. Looking at the monsters created by Irving with necromancer, they all felt that their spirit was polluted. The discomfort came from the stomach and even came back to their minds, as if gastric acid and erosion were melted in their minds, completely blending with the erosion.

"It's pretty...but this is just a clumsy imitation."

Owen sighed, this was a monster he used to construct and fusion of necromancers and fabricated by the dead, with only its shape but no soul.

"People are exploring..."

"What is self?"

"What is life."

"What is the universe?"

"Before you even find the answer, your life is exhausted."

"This is the fate of mankind."

"Maybe...I can't avoid it either."

Irving loosened the chain on his hand and released the monster.

The twisted and turbid monster roared like a livestock. It used its coiled and tangled dark tentacles to slap madly, rolled up one bounty hunter after another, put it in its mouth and chewed it. The tentacles had suction cups like human mouths, absorbing the power of these bounty hunters and feeding them back into its own body. These bounty hunters could only struggle powerlessly.

Quintina just looked at it silently. She was already accustomed to this kind of scene. Sometimes Quintina would see Owen as a "god" because there were too many mysteries that made people fall into trouble and were full of mystery.

Quintina also knew something that Irving was most obsessed with. He was a man named Rhode. Irving even called this name in his sleep, and he had reached the point of being neurotic paranoid.

Or, Irving himself is a lunatic.

Sometimes you have to admire his wisdom. His mind is like a database, extremely profound. From geology to psychology, from medicine to social engineering, Irving is proficient in everything.

But sometimes, Owen is more like an epilepsy patient, constantly sending onomatopoeia with unknown meanings in his mouth, and his body will also be accompanied by spasms and twitches.

Anyway, Irving is difficult to understand.

After thirty years of getting along, Quintina has a preliminary understanding of Irving. You can say that he is disgusting, but you must not deny his greatness.

Irving believes that all intelligent life, such as humans, only have two ultimate destinations, one is to pursue the truth like him, and the other is to happy puppet syndrome and angel syndrome.

The first type.

A wise creature is born with a mission, that is, to think.

For Owen, this is not a gift, but a task, thinking, thinking again, and finally reaching a conclusion, a conclusion about the truth.

This is the ultimate purpose of all intelligent life. The ability to awaken and think is the ultimate value of man, not survival.

The second type.

Few people can devote all their thoughts to the truth like martyrdom, while most people think for the sake of profit and happiness.

Although Irving hates this type of people as much as he dislikes scavengers, Irving forgives them because many people are born to be despicable and have no talent. The ultimate value of their life is the angel syndrome.

This is a rare disease with neurodevelopmental defects, a group of defects in the expression of the maternal Ube3a gene that affects 15q11-13.

Although accompanied by neurodevelopmental problems, they can cause serious intellectual disabilities, language loss, epilepsy and other problems, these children always smile, are gentle and kind, like angels.

If these people think only to satisfy desires and happiness, then Angel syndrome is the best choice for these people.

Irving has this ability. As long as he enters the other person's inner world and completely picks up a concept, he can make the other person an angel syndrome.

Extracting a concept is different from completely extracting a concept. Extracting a concept is just a projection. The other party still retains the original concept, and completely extracts the concept and directly separates the concept.

In Quintina's perception, Irving is such a person, an extremely madman, but in this madness, he has a strong logic. This is a very contradictory person. The unreasonable things he does are reasonable. In short, it is difficult for mortals to understand him.

So much so that these more than ten bounty hunters were completely absorbed by the monster, and more than ten new faces appeared under the monster's black cyst skin.

"Hey, Owen, where are we going next."

Quintina tidied up her cloak, and she was dusty all the way, her clothes were dirty. Now she wanted to take a hot shower and then take a big sleep on Simmons' bed.

The main mission of the two is also to improve their reputation in the Holy Glory Continent. Now both of them have met the standards. Irving has already gained more than 200,000 points of reputation. For the remaining 270 years, he can temporarily put aside the infinite road, travel everywhere, and live the life he wants.

This is exactly what Irving did. He planned to go out of the Kingdom of Flan, go to see more places in the Holy Eternal Continent, search for libraries around the world, and see if there are any things he needs, such as the knowledge he lacks, and some ancient documents.

"I don't know, do you want to enter the city?"

Under Quintina's careful care, Owen's health improved and his skin color returned to normal. Although he was still extremely thin and slightly sick, he was better than he had been there thirty years ago.

People with a scholarly temperament like Irving are very popular with the opposite sex, not to mention that Irving himself is a handsome guy.

"Well, I'm a little tired when I find a better hotel."

Quintina said calmly.

Irving didn't say a word, just glanced at the monster beside him. He didn't have any nostalgia. This was just a clumsy imitation.

When Owen's divine thought moved, the monster fell down and made a hoarse and moaning sound. The body's function stopped functioning and turned into a pool of black sticky paste, corroding the earth.
Chapter completed!