Only Knows a Little Bit

Hearing Jost's words, Xiya frowned slightly.

Imprison the gods?

It clearly wasn't going to be easy.

More importantly, why would doing this be able to support the structure of the Demon Tide?

"How are we supposed to do that?"

Trist asked the question first.

"First, we need to understand one thing: knowledge is pollution. No matter how little the knowledge is, and no matter how many lives that knowledge can save, it is still a form of pollution."

Jost looked at Trist.

"Our knowledge comes from the ancient gods. The gods possess vast amounts of knowledge, so we can infer that they also contain vast amounts of pollution. Bearing that pollution causes one to lose their sanity and gradually descend into madness. Even gods are no exception."

Hearing what Jost said, Xiya had wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

When she had first heard that Jost wanted to spread knowledge and teach ordinary people magic, and that he had learned a massive number of spells in a short period, causing his lifespan to run out, she had thought Jost was merely a greedy, ignorant, and fearless fool.

But after reading his notes on the Demon Tide and monsters, and talking with Jost so much, Xiya realized that he wasn't unaware of the consequences.

This young mage simply wanted to acquire more knowledge faster and find a way to fight the Demon Tide faster.

It was his own choice.

"So, the gods who created this world, created us, and created those monsters had already descended into madness long ago. They don't respond to our prayers because they lost their sanity ages ago."

Jost spoke.

"So, the pollution they can bear is also limitless. If we can find some gods who have fallen into madness, bind and imprison them, and