For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King Chapter 298 Oblivion Stasis Revenge

Chapter 298 Forgotten Stall Revenge

But anyway, these are things that should be considered later. If I can’t solve the current crisis, then there won’t be so many “afterwards” to speak of.

Sentimentality is always the power of the winner, and the only thing that should be considered right now is how to win.

“So, are you ready?”

Thinking of this, William turned his head and asked Fu Laluo.

“Get ready for what?”

Fullalo, who still seemed a little dazed, asked in a very confused way.

“Preparation to tell the people the truth about it all.”

William replied.

All forest elves on this timeline are undead. They are all driven by the residual memories of their lifetime, and they repeat their past behaviors constantly. In fact, the huge fantasy dream woven by Jumara is just to make those repeated behaviors correspond to the history on the normal timeline as much as possible.

This matter is much simpler than imagined. After all, for the forest elves, a race with closed information and traditional style of work, the daily life of most people is just a constant repetition of a certain day.

People who are willing to go all the way east along the green and gold road to see the end of the world, and thus realize that they are living in vain, cannot say that there have never been such people in the past five thousand years, but it is obvious that the number of such people has never been Big enough to shake such a huge country.

“Show the evidence to the people, tell them all the fact that they have already died. Then tell them that the Ravenwood I live in is just a kingdom of little gardens, and all of them are just nothingness kings placed in the sandbox Tin soldiers.”

William looked straight into Fularo’s eyes and said:

“Send a message to all the forest elves, can you do it through the magic array inside the White House?”

“It can be, but why…”

Fularo nodded subconsciously, and then asked puzzledly.

She doesn’t quite understand the significance of doing this. No matter whether the people know the truth or not, they will not be able to affect the outcome of the decisive battle afterwards.

If this timeline is destined to be clipped into a fantasy that never existed, then telling those people the truth will have no effect, and it would be better to let them die peacefully in the final illusion.

“Informing the public of the truth can effectively destroy the similarity between the two timelines. Although the inertia of the previous five thousand years of history as a basis will not play a big role, it can still be achieved to a certain extent. Raises the difficulty of Lady Hunger will replace history.”

William replied.

It would have been better to just burn the whole of Ravenwood, but suddenly he didn’t want to do that.

“Of course, more importantly, they should know the truth. They should know their doomed fate, they should know that they are just a dream of the dead, and they should know…after their demise, there will be no one else except us. Remember them, they will leave no trace of their existence. Because from the perspective of this world, they never even existed.”

As long as this timeline is still floating in the nothingness at the end of the world, and has not been integrated into the real history of the present world, then in the end, this place is just a fantasy that carries the memories before the birth of the Hungry Lady.

“So why exactly?”

After listening to what William said, Fu Lalo asked again.

She could not imagine the chaos that would ensue if this truth were told to the people of Ravenwood. How many people would turn to the waking Goddess of the Earth, or even directly to the God of the Moon Realm, in order to continue their existence.

Even if the presiding judge has enough power to overwhelm everyone here, there is no need to take the initiative to make it difficult for him, right?

However, even though he had said so much, William continued as if he didn’t think it was enough:

“After telling them the truth, I have to tell them that this demise is not only a natural disaster, but also the fault of the elves. It was their ancestors who slaughtered the Ravenwood aborigines and awakened the forgotten The Dark Mother Goddess, which in turn led to the birth of the Hunger Lady.

“So they are neither qualified to lament nor to be angry. Because those who are truly qualified to lament and be angry have long been unable to make their own voices. Now the destruction of this timeline, their demise, can only be said to be for Zeng Rui. The Atonement of the Wynwood Natives.”

Hearing this, Ebony couldn’t listen any longer. He walked up to William, knelt down on one knee following the imperial way of saluting, and said in a deep voice:

“Please forgive me for being rude, Lord Judge. But this approach seems to have no meaning other than creating chaos and adding more trouble to you? Besides, the crime of massacring the aborigines was committed by the ancestors of the forest elves. Committed, what did the descendants of the forest elves do wrong now…”

An invisible force directly lifted the ebony, and William stared at the green eyes of the elf in front of him and said:

“You really don’t know where the forest elves went wrong?”

William’s eyes were very calm, but Ebony was sweating instantly.

Like a child being reprimanded by his parents, he lowered his head, and after thinking for a moment, he replied in a low voice:

“Wrong…wrong in forgetting?”

For this answer, William nodded first, then shook his head

“Ablivion, and worse… stagnation.”

Perhaps among different civilizations, there really is a so-called “law of the jungle” law. Perhaps there are still many ethnic groups and countries, just like the aborigines of Ravenwood, who have completely disappeared in the long river of history due to the invasion of foreign races.

But those civilizations that write their own history with the capital of the winners must not act as if nothing happened, and casually forget what kind of blood debt they are carrying. Whether it is out of repentance, sympathy, sigh, helplessness, or even a boastful attitude, they must never forget the fact that they once destroyed another civilization.

Only forgetting is the greatest blasphemy.

And the greater crime above this – after another civilization has been destroyed and the living space of a race has been plundered, it has lost all motivation to move forward. Stop your own progress, parasitize on the corpse of the loser, and live by devouring the wreckage of the loser day after day, year after year.

Until the entire race is decaying.

The stagnation of the five thousand years of development of the forest elves is not only for themselves, but also the greatest contempt for the Ravenwood aborigines who were exterminated by them.

The living should bear the value of the dead and go on, whether it is the person who sacrificed for himself or the person he killed.

Civilization is the same.

It’s no wonder that Camilla, the Hungry Lady, uses the land of Ravenwood as the source of her investment.

Not only because this is his place of origin, but more importantly, the most vibrant place in the entire Vic continent is the most corrupt and smelly country in the entire Vic continent in terms of civilization.

Even the Blackwater Marsh, a country full of ancestor worship and necromancers, is more progressive and enlightened than here.

“Tell them everything, and then tell them that although their demise is certain, and they are all to blame. But they still have one last chance to redeem their sins, and they can try to change something, so that their demise will burn out the last The value of the forest elves has reborn from the ashes after their demise.”

William paused at this point, then continued with piercing eyes:

“And I swear in my name that I will avenge them all. I will utterly kill those who directly caused their demise.”

“Even if he is an immortal moon deity.”

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(end of this chapter)