Buzz——

Sparks of wisdom that were so majestic and terrifying were controlled by Mu Cang and flowed through mysterious and unexplained channels into the ray of false spirituality deep in Vasak's soul.

With the support of so many sparks of wisdom, that ray of false spirituality also shone brightly.

At this moment, even the real spirituality pales in comparison.

"What I want to say is that your parents can't just name you Vasak without a specific surname."

Mu Cang looked at the decayed puppet in front of him and asked indifferently.

"Well……"

Vasak paused and hesitated slightly before saying, "My last name? My last name, I...is called Vasak."

After hearing this specious answer, Mu Cang did not continue to ask, but raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked again:

"So do you have subordinates? Or should I say, as the god of magic...do you belong to God?"

"Of course."

Vassago nodded naturally.

"Very well, just name them. Just name them."

"Well, their names are..."

Vasak paused again, and then he said with a confused look on his face, "Strange, why... I can't remember anything at once? I can't remember any of them."

"So do you have a wife and children?" Mu Cang interrupted him and asked.

"Yes, I have many divine concubines and many divine sons." Vasak sighed leisurely, with some nostalgia in his tone.

"So, where were they? Where were they living at that time?"

"They live in the core world of the country of Gendaya, which is also the world I created. My temple complex is also there."

"Very good, what kind of scenery is there around your temple? Mountains, rivers, forests, snow peaks, deserts, there will always be some, right?"

"Scenery..." Vasak's tone was vague, "I'm... not sure either."

"Well, then, what is the specific name of the core world you mentioned?"

"That core world, the core world... the core world is called... it's called..."

Vasak frowned and said hesitantly, "I... couldn't remember it for a moment. Maybe it's because this spiritual puppet is nearing the end of its life."

"Hmm, okay." Mu Cang rubbed his smooth chin with his slender palm, his expression noncommittal.

"You should care about your divine concubine and divine son, right?"

"Well, I'm more concerned about it. After all, he is the person closest to me."

Speaking of this, Vasak's eyes were filled with brilliance and he felt nostalgic.

"very good."

Mu Cang nodded, smiled and asked:

"So, what are the names of your divine concubines, just name them, and what are the names of your divine sons...?"

"Oh, my concubines... they... they..."

Vasak suddenly froze, looking at Mu Cang with a blank look in his eyes.

"As your descendants, you should remember the names of your divine sons, right?"

"I...I...I suddenly can't remember." Vasak looked at Mu Cang and replied blankly.

"Since your name is Vasak and there is no such thing as a surname, then you should remember your father and mother's names... right?"

"me……"

Vassago shook his head slowly without saying a word, but the confusion in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"well."

Mu Cang walked up to him with his hands behind his back and sighed, "So when facing the attack of that evil god from another world, do you still remember that you and your relatives, friends and subordinates... said any words of encouragement or farewell?

"

"I……"

Vasak slowly lowered his head at some point, "I... don't remember much."

"So, do you really remember the decorations and scenes in your temple residence? Do you really remember the looks of your parents, concubine, son, mentor, and subordinates?"

Looking at the gray mist floating around, Mu Cang spoke calmly.

"...It seems...I seem to..."

Vasak raised his head and murmured, "I have always been... only familiar with this hall, my parents, the concubine, my son, and my temple... the memory is very vague."

"Yes, of course you are very immature, because you have never remembered it." Mu Cang said softly.

The next moment, he suddenly turned around and stared into Vasak's eyes, and said slowly:

"Vashak, you have been waiting in this empty and boring hall."

Mu Cang pointed to Mycenir, who was in deep sleep and still receiving the inheritance of witchcraft. "Waiting for his arrival."

"You don't have a last name."

"You don't have a concubine or a son."

Vasak's body softened and he fell back two steps: "How could it be... I... I am... the God of Magic! I am the three ancient myths of Gendaya!"

Mu Cang said in a low tone: "Yes, poor god of magic, sad ancient myth, you don't have parents or brothers and sisters."

"You don't have a family, you don't have...even smaller, real memories of your own."

"You haven't even walked out of the door of this hall since you were born, you haven't drank any fine wine, and you haven't experienced a complete life."

"By the way, do you know about wine?"

"I...I...I don't know."

Vassago frowned tightly and looked blankly into the depths of the distant hall.

Mu Cang approached him and said in a deep voice: "You have been here, waiting for Mycenir."

"You say you are the disciple of Gendaya's founding god, but you don't know his name or the name of your mentor.

You say you have many concubines and sons, but you also don’t know their names or their looks.

Haha, you know nothing about Vasak.

You are like a questioning machine. You just say whatever others ask you. Do you really have your own thoughts?

Is your existence real or false? No, it should be said...do you exist? Have you ever really existed?"

"I, I never existed?!" Vasak looked at Mu Cang with a cold face, "Then what am I now?"

"Haha." Mu Cang chuckled, "With your wisdom, you should be able to realize that all these are full of problems.

You are doubtful, confused, and frightened, but in the endless confusion you don’t know what you should doubt, doubt, or be frightened about.”

"Let me tell you the answer."

Mu Cang said softly, "You are just a silhouette in Mycenir's memory. You only know what he knows, and you will never know what he doesn't know.

You don't exist at all."

As soon as these words came out, Vasak's wooden body trembled.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion.

"I...I...are vain...have never existed."

Buzz——

Vassago's puppet body suddenly morphed into shape,

The surrounding scene was also upside down and chaotic, and fell into collapse in an instant.

In the midst of this collapse and chaos, Mu Cang could vaguely see the endless vast void outside the secret realm, which was also changing in brightness and darkness, becoming distant and illusive.

And in this terrible mutation, the false spirituality deep inside the body of Vasak, the wooden puppet, suddenly trembled, as if something was about to burst out, as if it was about to transform into something.

"Under extreme stimulation, the cognitive framework will waver and collapse."

"In this case, it is false..."

Mu Cang stared at Vasak closely, "Will the leopard become real?"

All he did was to test the limits of illusory life in the world of Yi Jing on a whim.

On the other hand, I just want to see if false spirituality can burst out a glimmer of truth in the midst of extreme thinking and self-doubt.

"Go ahead and jump, show me the jump."

But just as expectations arose in Mu Cang's heart, Vasak instantly shattered and exploded in front of his eyes. The soul inside him, and even the crazily trembling false spirituality deeper in the soul, also disappeared at the same moment.

Immediately afterwards, the entire hall, including Mycenir, who was sitting quietly and sleeping, the young child of the mythical beast outside the secret realm, and even the vast and distant void around it, also fell into complete collapse at the same moment.
To be continued...