Chapter 107

"It was, it's not now." Ashu Rufat smiled.

Although Tarik was full of suspicion, he also realized that Ashu Rufate would not explain to him.

"Tarek, there's something I want to ask you..." said Ashu Rufate. "Do you know about the Father of the Plague?"

"A little bit." Tarik replied. Everyone knows that the father of the plague and the Lord of the Deceit are mortal enemies, which means that conflicts between the believers on both sides are inevitable. "I have had a little bit of dealing with them."

"No, my consciousness does not refer to those believers... but to the plague father himself." Ashu Rufate asked. "It is said everywhere that he is a God full of inclusive spirit, like a kind father." Tarik wanted to speak eagerly, but Ashu Rufate made a gesture to tell Tarik to continue listening. "If his believers are killed, will he avenge the dead believers... No, I don't mean that, God could not have revenged the believers... I mean, what attitude would he take towards this murderer? Of course, the premise is that the murderer does not believe in the father of the plague."

"Of course it's hostility." Tarik was asked inexplicably by this question. "Is there any other possibility? But then again, if it is the struggle of the father of the plague, then the father of the plague will not intervene. Not only will he not intervene, but he will even reward the winner. But that must be the premise that both sides are inside the father of the plague camp."

Sure enough, something was wrong... There was a secret behind the gods... Ashu Rufate thought a little upset. There was a special reason in his place where he didn't know. This reason made Ashu Rufate unique, and the gods were fighting around him. The conditions they offered could be said to be more generous than the other.

So, what is this "special reason"? Is it his own strength? Now Ash Rufate already knows that he is very powerful. Even in the chaos that is everywhere in "non-human", he is still a top master. At least for so long, he has never encountered a warrior stronger than him. In addition, the law of chaos is not suitable for the birth of an excellent military commander, so his military experience also plays an important role in the chaotic forces.

Previously, Ashu Rufate thought these two points (especially the second point) were the key factors for his favor to the evil gods. But now, it is absolutely not that simple. Because the conditions given to him by Nurg are so generous that it makes people wonder whether Nurg is a kind father or a filial son. Ashu Rufate found that the reason he believed before was not the reason at all.

Does Nurg love the Immortal Lord Jacks? That is undoubtedly. It can be said that if someone else had changed, this raid would definitely fail - not to refer to the failure of the battle itself, but to refer to the 99% of the Immortal Lord would successfully escape - not to mention, the acid rain under the God of Nurg is too exaggerated. The rain with dark magic will corrode the wounds and melt the flesh and blood of the dead, and in addition, it can also cause a strong sting to the eyes of healthy people (fortunately it did not cause sequelae to blind people). It can be said that the heavy rain suddenly blinded the raiders (by the way, it also made the wizard's magic plate crazy, causing almost all the wizards who had combat ability to escape from the battlefield). With this almost cheating method, the Immortal Lord successfully broke out of the siege. If everything was normal, no one could pursue the escaped Immortal Lord in this rain.

It must be said that the only accident in this matter was Asu Ruffat himself. For some reason, the acid rain that could have a serious impact on other people's eyes was ineffective on him. The acid rain fell into his eyes, which was no different from ordinary rain. Just wipe it with your hand. Asu Ruffat later realized that with Nurg's obvious "illegal" practice, Asu Ruffat actually lost without any worries.

Nurg was able to do this level for his darling. There was no doubt that the Immortal Lord was the person he really valued. But in the blink of an eye, Nurgre no longer mentioned the murdered darling, but instead attracted Ash Rufate (he was not even a believer of Nurgre and had no favorable feelings for disease) and made various promises.

Ashu Rufate looked up and saw Tarek's confused eyes. "Wait, Tarek, I have a question... that... will the gods lie? I mean, the gods make false promises to mortals."

"Sir, this is a bit complicated," Tarek explained. "You may have heard that some devout and superstitious people often pray to the gods or some of their great demons, and use their power to give them divination and prophecy to enlighten the future. Many times, a tribe acts on these oracles - in this way, knows how to win the favor of the gods, or where to place the bet. But this method... well, it is not always effective. This often happens: every apocalypse and divination will get a different answer, and each answer explains a different path to honor. This is the case with the four gods. Many people use this to prove that the gods will also lie. Well, although I do not agree with this, this is undoubtedly a point of view."

Ashrufa nodded. In the books of the Southern Church, the Chaos Gods are the embodiment of impermanence and contradiction, while the members of their demon family are known for their treacherous and cunning. The evil gods and demons under their command influence the world through ugly and crazy lies, through false truths and unpreservable secrets, and guide mortal believers.

"But on the other hand, if the gods actively make a promise to mortals, then this promise can definitely be fulfilled. Of course, sometimes, the gods will mislead with some vague words and some ambiguous ways. This situation is true, but it cannot be said that the gods are lying based on this, right?"

Ashu Rufate nodded again. "You mean, as long as the promise of the gods has no room for misinterpretation, then is this promise absolutely credible?"

"The Lord of the Deceit has always room for promises," Tarek replied. "You must understand that it is a test for the Lord of the Deceit on his followers of the mortals. Only those who see through all the illusions have the opportunity to achieve reality. For those who can see through the illusions, the Lord of the Deceit is never stingy with rewards."

"Have the other three adopted this test method?"

"As far as I know, there is no. Of course, I dare not be 100% sure of this, but at least they rarely do so. You know, I respect them, but after all, I serve the Lord of Deceit."

In other words, Nurgo's promise is credible. Ashurufate removed this possibility and then realized how unusual this matter was.

In chaos, powerful believers of chaos often become favored by the gods. In this case, when the gods give this person an olive branch, they will give better conditions so that the believer can change his family and join his own disciple under temptation. But these "conditions" are not so exaggerated. This is no longer soliciting a powerful believer, but - like an auction, where the auctioneer quotes the price he thinks is suitable for the items he likes. Slaanes, Tsengchi, and now with Nurg, each offer is higher than the other.

Sarane promised to give him guidance - it was fine. Tsengchi gave him an immortal body and a drunken blood formula, which was reasonable. After all, now Ashu Rufate already understood that Tsengchi's latter gift was hidden. In addition, Ashu Rufate also served Tsengchi a lot. But Nurg made a promise this time a bit abnormal - at the most critical moment, the father of the plague did not ask him for any reward - not only for the reward, Nurg's father even wrote off the old accounts of the past (that is, killing the Immortal Lord) without even mentioning it.

Is there anything I deserve to be so encouraging to them? Ashu Rufate pondered. Then he remembered the answer Slaanes had given him before, "You are special."

What's so special about me? Is this related to my...lost memories?

Ashrufate sighed. It is really difficult for mortals to guess the motives of gods, and it can even be said to be futile. According to a philosophical view, God is God because they can know what mortals cannot know and what mortals cannot accomplish.

He calmed down, pulled his thoughts out of these troubled thoughts, and saw Tarik still in front of him.

"Sir," said Tarek. "I want to remind you that even if you do not intend to continue to launch a large-scale attack, the current situation is very risky for you. Obama's death is not that simple, and it needs to be handled carefully to digest the sequelae."

"I know."

"And, you need to understand that the key to things is not just Obama..."

Ashu Rufate made a gesture, signaling Tarik not to continue.

"I know what's going on. Actually, it's just one sentence," said Asu Ruffat. "My victory came too easily."

"It took Astiana twenty years. Although he won many battles, he still failed to achieve the goal of killing the Immortal Lord and controlling the swamp. For me," Asul Rufate smiled. "Even the preparation time, I only spent ten days in front of and after mobilizing only one thousand troops, I successfully killed the Immortal Lord Jacks. My victory came too easily, at least it seemed too easy, so that people could not truly feel how lucky and hard this victory was... This is how humans were. They like to measure the results, and choose to ignore the efforts they put in behind and the lucky elements mixed in it."

"but……"

"Because victory seems too easy, they questioned my victory. They think I am just lucky... simple luck, the kind of blind cats that meet dead rats. They have doubts about my ability. On the one hand, they doubt whether I have the qualifications to command them, and on the other hand, they feel that there may be a chance to replace me. This is the fundamental reason why I am in this situation.... Is it right?"

"You are right, Lord Asu Ruffat." Tarik's expression changed for a moment. He was a little stiff at first, but eventually he turned into a smile.

"So, if I don't find a way to show it, then they will continue to doubt it. To be honest, there is no difference between whether I kill Oba or not. Anyway, this situation will happen sooner or later. This situation will become more and more serious, and it will even affect the combat power of the entire army."

Tarik bent down and bowed. "Sir, please let me take the liberty. I was too worried. You are a true Chaos Lord." He paused. "If nothing else is going to happen, I will take it off."

"Tarek," said Ashu Rufate. When he thought of this loyal subordinate (of course, the standard of "loyalty" was based on Tsengchi) as a hidden pawn, Ashu Rufate couldn't help but want to remind the other party - although this may be meaningless, he still wanted to remind him. "Have the gods made any promises to you?"

"Sir, I don't want to hide it. Before I joined you, that is, when I was in the speechless panic tribe, I... asked the Lord of Deceit."

"What have the gods whispered in your ears?" Ashu Rufate asked.
Chapter completed!