Before this, not only did this touch upon a forbidden topic, but no one could truly answer this question.

Even the scholar who proposed this theory was never able to find an observational object, and could not advance his theory any further before being tied up and burned.

And now the Evil God Bajatos is right beside them, along with Ethan, considered to be the most powerful Elemental Shaper in the history of the academy.

No one is closer to the truth than they are.

Although Grave did not speak, his eyes were blazing, attentively listening to the conversation.

"That wasn't a compliment just now."

Ethan said, "Those who score high in the Truth Society usually fail in mystical subjects."

He glanced at Mary with some sympathy, "And two of your team members are outstanding graduates of the Truth Society. To make them sincerely believe in something is as hard as climbing to the sky."

The start is at hell-level difficulty.

In contrast, someone like Laris, who hasn't been 'polluted' by the Truth Society and has full of hatred, is simply heaven's chosen believer.

As long as Laris's wish can be fulfilled, even if you tell him eating this fruit can turn you into a Transformer, he would believe it.

This indirectly suggests that Bazarian understands belief, already leading Mary by a large margin right from the start, even without an adviser and when outnumbered, she also believes she can win this 'mayoral election.'

Leon is still waiting for Ethan's answer.

Bajatos also did not speak, it did not understand these theories, as it said just now, it does not need any human understanding to accomplish what it wants to do.

"This is the dilemma facing the believers of the Truth Society."

Ethan said, "Suppose your theory is correct, then where does this energy come from? And why does it exist?"

In fact, even the God of Truth itself does not know the true reason for the birth of the Old Gods, it can only observe their arrival through those destroyed civilizations, but even at the end of the Kania civilization, there existed two completely different doctrines, the reckless faction believed their pursuit of eternal life gave birth to Bajatos, while the humble faction believed their prayers attracted Bajatos's gaze.

However, Bajatos itself used the best answer from Baidu Knows to explain Ethan's question.

——It does not know.

Because "existence" is also a concept proposed by humanoid civilizations.

"In some ways, both factions have points worth considering."

"How come?"

Even Sariman, the only designated non-member of the Truth Society, couldn't help but question.

"Kania civilization was Bajatos's first contact with other beings, if humans are used as a yardstick, then indeed it was its first observation, and 'existence' can be interpreted as the first emergence of concrete thought from chaos."

Ethan speculated that this might be why Bajatos found humans interesting, though their individual power is too insignificant to the Old Gods, but they managed to accomplish many things even the Old Gods could do.

For example, defining all things in the world.

"Even the terms 'Evil God' and 'Old God' come from language, otherwise this conversation right now would not even occur."

The result is everyone meeting and starting with a sentence of "V'cu... shaa...'thee!", before Bajatos links you up with a 'brain-machine interface,' no one knows what the other is saying, and even the concept of the 'brain-machine interface' that connects everyone's thoughts originated from the Kania civilization.

"The Kania people didn't necessarily create Bajatos, but they definitely reshaped it, making it aware of its identity as an Old God."

Before the name "Bajatos" appeared, people's only description of it was that when they attempted to reach the depths of the universe, they vaguely felt something existed there.

In fact, Bajatos has always respected the Kania people.

From its perspective, it never thought of destroying the Kania civilization, the plagues occurring on different planets were its return gift to the Kania people.

They fulfilled their ultimate wish, allowing them to truly achieve eternal life.

"You mean turning into a blob of flesh?"

Mary frowned, the topic touched on the crimson plague, she then realized that compared to the destroyed Kania civilization, the disaster of the Third Epoch was nothing.

In places she didn't know about, not only humans, but even entire planets were transformed into giant blobs of flesh by the crimson plague.

"'Destruction' is a human definition."

Ethan said, "Imagine, if the appearance of the Kania people hadn't changed, and they merely maintained their youthful state, were still able to pursue their ideals and careers, would you still say they were destroyed?"

"That would be… a blessing."

Leon murmured.

Moreover, he believed that in this hypothetical scenario, the Kania people would spread across planets, spreading Bajatos's name.

It would become the most benevolent deity in the world.

"In terms of results, Bajatos's return gift did not meet the Kania people's expectations, but Lizi, have you ever been a blob of flesh?"

"What? Of course not!"

"Eternal life, complete understanding of each other, and from my observation, there seems to be no class divisions, each individual is the same, they don't have to starve or work late night overtime, the only thing they have to do is find a place to lie down, maybe they're quite happy."

"But they contracted a plague, their internal organs failed... wait, you mean the life of a blob of flesh could actually be quite happy?"

Mary fell into thought.

If someone else made this statement, it would probably mean they were asking for a head bash with a nail hammer… but Senzi?

Although he often proposes statements that go against common sense, in the end, facts often prove he is right.

"How would I know, I've never been a blob of flesh."

Ethan shrugged, Mary's expression froze, "You're messing with me!"

She had been reflecting for a moment on whether she had been too arbitrary in the past.

Mary decided to retract her earlier opinion.

Sometimes Senzi is just like others, maybe he really does deserve a head bash with a nail hammer.

"The important thing is you have to choose to believe in a position to continue."

Whether it's being Old Ba's favored "Crimson Priest" or the Church Saintess immortalized through the ages.

"He's saying this to us."

Leon responded, "To me and Grave."

"Every answer you get spawns ten new questions, ultimately you still have to choose to believe in a position, unless you can solve all the world's mysteries, but that's impossible, because even the God of Truth itself..."

Ethan suddenly paused, and the conversation came to an abrupt halt.

Under everyone's puzzled gazes, he stood up, and walked outside the bustling inn.

Walking through the snow-covered street, gradually merging into the crowd, blending himself into the din of Lower City, he heard voices calling not to trust the corrupt officials of Upper City, while others argued back, thinking they should try one more time, after all, this time watching over everything for them is the Church Saintess—the one closest to the Goddess of Life.

The prison riot had reached Lower City, people's opinions varied.

And at the end of the discussions, Ethan found that familiar voice.

People were coming and going around her, yet it seemed none noticed her presence.

The beautiful woman was standing in front of a jewelry store, examining the crude handmade items in the display case.

Most of these pieces of jewelry were made from bones, wood, and other cheap materials.

"Anzi."

Ethan quickly stepped forward, "You did not coerce Carlo, nor did you ever mention your resurrection plan to him."

Bazarian turned her face, smiling, but responded evasively, "Good morning."

"Morning."

Ethan, however, did not want to skip the topic, "Is this your answer?"

"I have never said I did that, but you all have to believe something, don't you?"

"Who else has been 'resurrected'?"

Facing Ethan's question, Bazarian's smile broadened, "Take a guess."