The team is full of girls who are single until retirement based on their strength

Chapter 244 Ability

Which side is more likely to win, the bad guys or the good guys?

If we don't follow the logic of the novel, that is, the world line converges where justice always has the last laugh, just based on the comparison of preparation and strength, which side has a greater chance of winning?

Perhaps many people have different opinions. Some say that justice is often supported by faith, and the brave dragon slayers often get help from the people and win their hearts.

The bad guys have no beliefs or things to protect in their hearts, so it is natural that they will lose.

But is this really the case?

Isn’t that actually the case?

People who want to do bad things often have much more motivation than ordinary people. In comparison, it takes more courage and initiative to break through the constraints of laws and rules.

Most of the time they do bad things unintentionally, and they often put in a lot of effort to achieve their goals before others notice.

If we look at it from this perspective, the villains should be the ones who should win, right?

After all, they have a very strong desire to do bad things, and when they want to do evil, they often put in more effort.

For example, now.

Looking at the huge underground space in front of him, Caesar was quite impressed by these people's hands-on ability.

He just stood there, watching the people around him passing by. Some were carrying something in their hands, while others were holding a carving knife and carving corresponding magic circle patterns on the stone slabs and then assembling them together.

The strange thing is that so many people walked past Caesar, and some even walked past him, asking him to make way, but no one felt anything strange about him, as if his presence here was a completely normal thing and he was supposed to be here.

Even though most of the people here wore hoods covering their faces, even though Caesar had a half mask on his face and wore comfortable robes, looking like he was on vacation, even though his face and features were quite prominent and seemed totally out of place in this environment, still no one gave him strange looks, and no one even had the desire to ask him anything.

"What is this for?"

Caesar noticed that there were quite a lot of glowing stone tablets with blue glowing words engraved on them. Caesar tried to compare these things with all the spell runes he had learned, but there was no way to find the corresponding ones.

I can't understand it at all.

This is quite rare for Caesar.

With his vision, he couldn't actually tell the functions of these things, and he couldn't even tell what the magic power flowing through them was used for.

You know, things like magic mostly follow a basic law.

As long as you follow the rules and infer, you can usually guess the purpose of these things.

But no matter how hard Caesar looked at these things, he couldn't figure out what they were used for.

Of course, you should ask questions if you don’t understand something.

He grabbed a member of the Black Death Cult who was passing by and asked him.

Who was holding him back? The member of the Black Death Cult looked in the direction of the arm.

The retina captures the target, then transmits it to the brain through the brain nerves, and finally finds the corresponding target in the brain, connects it, and then responds.

As far as he knew, the person who captured him was the big shot of the Black Death Cult, an epic-level warrior who was said to be able to destroy a city.

This was the most senior leader of the Black Death Cult he had ever seen.

Associating the figure in front of him with the leader of the Black Death Cult, he became quite terrified.

"My Lord, this is the [Sacrificial Stone Tablet], which is a eulogy dedicated to the Lord God."

He said so.

Does this lord want to test himself?

He answered cautiously, and this answer was quite standard, being the definition given by the cult to the [Sacrificial Stone Tablet].

"I mean, what does it do."

The adult in front of him spoke in a very majestic voice, which frightened him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

“But, it can attract the attention of God.” He said.

"..."

Caesar frowned.

Attract the attention of God?

The [God] of the Black Death Cult?

Those spiritual creatures?

Caesar roughly understood.

But isn't this about making a maze? Does that mean that to make a maze, we need the help of those spiritual beings?

Caesar thought so and waved his hand, letting the man in front of him leave.

After receiving Caesar's signal, the man immediately held the slate in his hand and started to move, turning into a busy worker ant among the crowd.

[God]?

interesting.

There was a gleam in Caesar's eyes.

He continued to move among the crowd here, and when he met someone who didn't understand, he would stop the person and ask him questions directly.

This is Caesar's good habit.

If you don’t understand something, just ask.

Even if these people are cultists or guys who want to do bad things.

Xize should also not be ashamed to ask for advice!

He would just ask anyone he could find, asking if they didn't understand something, and asking directly if they didn't understand anything.

The Black Death Cult seemed to take this operation very seriously and sent quite a large number of people.

Caesar asked around and got some information about the specific people here.

There are more than two hundred people acting here this time, including four epic-level warriors.

Their task is simple, which is to complete the layout of the maze in this underground space.

Speaking of which, there is something very strange.

Among these four epics, there is not a single black finger.

Caesar also met with them and even asked them some questions.

Three of the Black Fingers are weaker than the [Magic Swordsman] Trevor whom we had met before, and the strength of another one is estimated to be comparable to Trevor.

But he is not Black Finger, just one of the leaders.

Very strange.

On what basis is the black finger of this cult judged?

Caesar was a little confused.

Adhering to the principle of asking if you don't understand something, Xi Ze asked decisively.

"Tell me, why are you not one of the cult's [Black Fingers]?" A strange light flashed in Caesar's eyes.

The woman in front of him struggled for a moment, but she quickly calmed down and replied respectfully, "Sir, it's because my faith is not pious enough and I can't get the favor of the gods."

She said so.

She "connected" Caesar in front of her and the figure of the "adult" together. In her mind and vision, the figures of the two overlapped.

"Favor?" Caesar repeated.

"Yes, dear," she replied.

Caesar had no way of asking any further.

This is the effect of his legendary ability.

There is no way to get any more information.

This ability of his was not invincible. If he continued to ask questions, she would soon realize that something was wrong, and the originally extremely reluctant "connection" would be cut off immediately. She would then not be able to continue asking questions, so he had to give up.

The man in front of him was indeed the strongest among the four. He was quite determined and even showed signs of cutting off the "connection".