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If everything is under fate, then sooner or later he will also become Minglian.
"..."
Wu Ye's head was a little confused. Ever since he met Shen Qi and heard the other party's messy remarks, his thinking has been on such a strange edge, and he always thinks of some weird aspects from time to time.
"Okay, Minglian, let's talk about the rest later, getting out of here is the first thing now."
Sheng Bailian didn't give Wu Ye a chance to ask questions, she interrupted him almost at the moment Wu Ye was about to speak, but just when she lifted the hem of her skirt and wanted to walk out of here, the mutation reappeared!
The same shock as just now came again, and even Sheng Bailian almost couldn't stand still. The smile on her face that had never disappeared since she woke up was tainted with a bit of surprise for the first time.
"The seal has been completely destroyed, so where did the vibration come from...?"
Chapter 36 Real Name
"It's so sad, it's almost like a glass ball."
Abruptly, Bayi Yonglin said so.
"What do you mean, Yonglin?"
"Your Highness, do you know the difference between gods?"
"The difference?" Kaguya curled his lips in a lack of interest: "It's nothing more than belief in gods and mythical gods, isn't it?"
"That's true," Baiyi Yonglin said with a faint smile: "Compared to those gods who only have the power of faith to decide 'life and death', the status of gods born on the basis of myths is simply higher than the sky."
"But compared to you, Yonglin, you are nothing worth mentioning again, right?"
"No, it's hard to say."
Unexpectedly, Bayi Yonglin shook her head, her gaze was filled with pity or sarcasm, and the arc of her mouth was three points sharper than that of the waning moon.
"Mythological gods still have trump cards."
"The trump card? Is it the reliance of 'immortality', myths are immortal, gods are immortal?" Kaguya sneered, seemingly disdainful.
For this Princess of the Moon who is not a god but grew up in the embrace of a god, the so-called "trump card" of the mythical god is really nothing to be amazed at.
Rather, she thinks this is the sorrow of the gods of mythology, and she has no dignity at all to rely on mythology to save her life.
"...No, it's still not right."
Bayi Yonglin shook her head again: "It's better not to underestimate the gods and gods. Your Royal Highness, after all, they are all born from mortal spirits."
"Besides this, do they have any other support?"
"Yes, there is only one, the only one."
Suddenly it seemed that the wind had blown, and Baiyi Yonglin's face seemed to have disappeared, her appearance had become a blurred outline, and her voice and appearance had gradually faded away, like the back of the moon, nothing could be seen clearly.
"real name."
Yayi Yonglin slowly spit out this answer, and the shadow of Kaguya seemed to be reflected in a pair of gray pupils that flickered.
For some reason, Kaguya suddenly felt a little cold.
"Or maybe it's the name of a god."
"The name of God, the name of God?"
"Yes, the name of the god, the real name, this is their last trump card."
Yayi Yonglin smiled, and her smile returned to the original one again, it seemed that everything just now was an illusion of Kaguya, only the unexplained sarcasm at the corner of her mouth was still vivid.
"What's wrong with the name? Is there anything special?"
"No, it's not right to say that it's special. The name of the god is not only their biggest reliance, but also their biggest weakness, so they are regarded as trump cards."
"A flaw?" Hui Ye pondered: "Is it because after knowing their real names, they can find their weaknesses based on their legends?"
"There may be some reasons for this."
After a pause, Bayi Yonglin began to explain the reason: "In the age of mythology, unlike the belief in gods, mythological gods have had great power since their birth, so inevitably, they also bear huge weaknesses."
"Exposing their real names may be targeted at their weaknesses?"
"No," Bayi Yonglin said with some amusement: "It's because in that era, someone invented a top-level spell."
"Spells?" Kaguya was taken aback for a moment, she hadn't thought that things between the gods would involve things of the level of spells.
"Yes, it's a spell."
Speaking of this, Bayi Yonglin herself is a little bit dumbfounded. Curse is a relatively low-end technique, which is usually useless in the war between high-ranking beings.
But who would have imagined that this low-level, low-level technique would actually become the top existence in the age of mythology—the nightmare of the gods.
"That's a special spell that only works on gods, and it's specifically aimed at mythical gods."
Bayi Yonglin sighed: "The only medium needed for this kind of spell is the real name of the god. The cursed god will be extremely weak in a very short period of time, almost no different from ordinary people, and will lose the mythical belt. Come 'immortality'."
"That is to say, once the name of the god is exposed, it is possible to be attacked by other people's spells, and then be directly weakened and killed?"
"Yes, so after this spell was invented, almost every mythological god hid his name very deeply, but this brought another problem."
Bayi Yonglin pressed her forehead in distress: "If a mythical god wants to unleash his strongest power, he must 'liberate his real name' during the battle, so this is a cycle of contradictions."
"You may be cursed to kill if you liberate your real name, but if you don't liberate it, you won't be able to exert your full strength. Is that what you mean?"