Only a few people can understand me, because most people are trapped in the minds of mortals and cannot see the future clearly, weigh the pros and cons, and make the best choices. I have the ability, so I must make a choice for them, even if this choice is painful - no, stop! This is the stupidity and arrogance I have always abandoned - just like metabolism, Salomon chewed this idea repeatedly and then cleared it out of his mind, and failed to have any impact on him. Even if he was a tool of his own thoughts, even if he was enslaved by his great ideals, he was always wary of this idea affecting himself.

For this reason, he needs to look at what he does from an outsider's perspective from time to time.

Although this made him seem to lack emotion when he reflected on himself, this is the most important wisdom taught to him by the goddess of wisdom, rather than the great truth printed on books and read by millions of people but no one understood it. It was not until recently that he understood the sentence "the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility". Even if he did not think the whole content of this sentence, it did not prevent him from putting himself in the lowest position to examine himself, rather than standing in the cloud and looking down. If he did not stand out, then no one could do it, but this does not mean that he could be superior to others and be indifferent when making decisions.

"Your cultivation has improved a little more. My disciple. Although spiritual cultivation is not that important for our school, it actually affects the environment we are in and the future situation." The Supreme Master carefully observed Salomon's face and came to a conclusion through face divination. If we use Taoist sayings, it is "the qi in the whole body is in court, such as the saint king set his capital and the people holding jade and silk all countries." Huang Ting shines brightly to the true meaning of the supreme wonderful Dharma. More than ten years of mysterious method study career returned to the innocent heart, clean and pure, smart and clever. The Venerable is very satisfied with Salomon's state - enlightenment is only overnight, but it can be enjoyed for life. There is no doubt that this is the best one among the million possibilities, and the one that integrates the best with the power of the Holy Scar. This shows that the Venerable's choice and the price he paid are not in vain.

The light in the Zen room is still insufficient, and the precious incense that makes people feel clear is wasted but no one cares.

Kama Taj is the richest school in the entire magic world, no doubt about it.

"I'm glad you can understand a lot of truths on your own, even if this will make me, the teacher, look very useless."

"Don't say that. Without you, I might be drifting in which dimension now!" Salomon made a face and behaved very childishly. He has not been so twelve years old. "Because a character who has appeared recently made me associate and reflect on what I did." He said, "Although all measures are the optimal solution, I have forgotten the most important humanity in my heart. Even if I may abandon it one day, humanity is still a very important emotion for me now. But I will not let compassion prevent me from making decisions, because I will only execute the optimal solution. I must resist for those who cannot resist, for those who cannot survive, even if I have to make sacrifices for it. Well, the sacrifices made by alien races should account for the majority, but this is also my purpose."

"Poor child, I don't want your soul to be broken." The Venerable's face became a little unfair. "With the mortal mind and the responsibility for all this is the most terrible mental torture in the world. You don't need to do this."

"I think I can, teacher. You can't just give up without even trying, right?" Salomon picked it up and became a little sticky, and drank the honey mixed with tea slowly, as if he loudly announced that his taste buds were dead. "You should know that this is definitely not my style. What's more, isn't this a kind of tempering in the world?"

"It seems that you are ready to take over Kama Taj and become the Lord of Humanity." said the Venerable.

The exquisite hollow carved wooden doors of the Zen room cannot stop the mottled figures outside the room from seeping into the room.

Under the sunshine of the plateau, the golden armor of the Imperial Guards shone like the second sun, and the gems with perfect cutting craft reflected millions of light. Constantine held a long halberd with a cold and firm expression, and watched silently as agents wearing black combat uniforms marked with the emblem of the Immortal City come and go, loading and unloading boxes of important supplies from the assault transport boats landing in the square. The secret mages of Kama Taj wearing various colors representing different cultivation levels were waiting aside, intending to slowly move these things into the Kama Taj dungeon for storage.

These agents were individually divided into the Imperial Guards, so in addition to the Eagle Eagle's Wings in the Immortal City, their armbands also have a shield and sword emblem, named the First Secret Regiment. Each of them was given the responsibility to deal with dangerous magical items, their weapons and equipment were the most advanced and powerful ones that mortals could use, and their brains were preprocessed to maintain courage when facing terrifying and weird human enemies. Their commander was named Andrew, who was promoted for his outstanding performance in the Battle of Finbowent, and other agents under Andrew were also mortal soldiers who showed courage and loyalty in the Battle of Finbowent.

The Imperial Guards monitored all actions and were ready to kill the violators at any time, because only he, the monarch, the supreme wizard, and Baron Modu knew what it was, and irrelevant personnel would never contact them.

These things are all dealing with events that may come.

Constantine knew very well how terrible the dark secrets his monarch had hidden were. Even the Guards themselves were born partly from these dark ancient secrets, and that was only a small part of what his monarch showed him. The monarch assured him that the Guards would be the purest man in the world, because the Guards shared his soul and strength, and were armed by him with the strongest armor and the sharpest weapons in the world. Constantine could taste the armor on his body and the story of his arms holding - the heavenly ore that hit the earth trillions of years ago was tempered in the stellar hell fire, and the hammer was forged with profound spells and technology that few people in the universe could understand. But his arms were not only in the tangible world, but also in the invisible world.

He vaguely remembered that he lived among the snow-covered mountains when he was young, just like he saw now in the distance, but then countless killing trials and near-death experiences that descended on alien planets covered this memory, like black rocks covered in heavy snow. He threw away the memories that made him headache-those memories were nothing but dull water, and his brain was transformed into a state that could abandon useless emotions. His transformed eyes stared at the people coming and going in front of him.

Shadow, persistently guarding his monarch, was his only purpose after being torn, reorganized, constructed, improved, and sublimated, and was also his eternal duty. The next assault transport boat will carry equipment that can drill rocks, and the next one will be heavy steel. The dungeon of this ancient temple will be transformed, and the witchcraft and advanced technology in the dark night will guard the monarch's secrets together, hiding the monarch's most cruel ideas deeply under the heavy rocks of the Himalayas.

Salomon was silent for a while and asked a question.

"Teacher, why don't you let me predict your...retirement method?"
Chapter completed!