The dreamy starlight continued to spread from Polo's body, and a door opened by countless fluorescent lights swallowed Polo and the entire Sun Cup Garden.
Polo held the star and floated up little by little, slowly spinning in mid-air, causing ripples and waves.
The scene was like the sea of stars and the Milky Way surrounding them.
finally.
Polo and stars dissipated little by little in the halo, turning into starlight,
Tito held up his "Epic of Hinsey" bone plate and chased after him, looking at the sky above absently.
He whispered.
"Queen of the Stars."
"Lord Polo."
There was a blank space above the ground, and the splendid garden disappeared together with the queen and the angel.
In the air, Polo's last sigh echoed faintly,
"pity!"
"I didn't get to see God for the last time."
"I'm sorry... God... Polo can't travel with you in the end."
Just like what Polo Star said, he will fall into an eternal dream with Star.
There they will be eternal companions.
Tito stared blankly at the sky, watching the light dissipate little by little, but at the same time, a golden stream of light fell from the sky and landed in front of him.
He turned his gaze to the ground, knelt on the ground and slowly picked up the thing.
"This is!"
"Grail of God?"
Polo's body and all the power condensed together and turned into a starry golden cup of God.
There are dreamy patterns on it, and the marks of the sun and stars.
The Cup of God carries the concept of dreams and the core coordinates of all dream powers.
It is the foundation of dreams and the supreme power of dreams.
Tito held the cup and looked inside. The cup was filled with starlight.
He saw the shadows of the Star Queen and the Divine Envoy Polo. They turned into stars and entangled with the sun, traveling through the endless sea of Sun Cup flowers.
Then he saw one grand or magnificent dream after another, derived and disillusioned in the golden cup of God.
at last.
The light converged and went away.
The golden Cup of God gradually became stained with rust, turning into a worn-out object.
If it weren't for the miraculous power just displayed, no one would be able to see what this is.
But Tito vaguely understood what he was holding in his hand.
It was something similar to the mother-snail of all things, Sally, the legendary mother of life, and the wisdom crown of Laderiki, the king of wisdom.
This is one piece.
The supreme artifact.
The poet's hand holding the Cup of God suddenly trembled violently. He even felt that touching this object with his hand was a kind of blasphemy.
He raised the cup of God above his head.
"Lord Polo."
"Is this your gift to the gods?"
"How am I worthy to offer you this supreme divine object? Can I really... be able to do what you say?"
The flowers called Cups of the Sun are called Cups of the Gods by the Trefoils, but in fact they do not deserve this name.
As the master of all sun cups, the supreme object of dream power, it is an artifact condensed by Polo himself.
that's.
The true cup of God.
Tito carefully put away the Cup of God. Countless emotions were surging in his heart at this moment.
He felt like he couldn't even speak, so he could only describe it in words.
The poet Tito picked up a jade-like stone carving knife and carved the last chapter of Hinsey's epic on the bone slab.
[The shining stars are extinguished with the passing of the queen, and the fairies born in dreams also end because of the destruction of their dreams. 】
[The kings of the past generations have been buried under the dust with time, but the inheritance of Xiinsai still continues. 】
[However, the epic is no longer there, and the myth is also lost in time. 】
【Only. 】
【Faith lasts forever. 】
The story of the Messenger of God and the Queen of Stars.
it's over.
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Sky Temple.
The city of servants of God.
The poet Tito returns with his great poems, and the Queen opens the way to the temple to him.
In the tall and majestic palace, he prostrated on the ground in the sight of many priests of the Star Luo Kingdom, holding up the "Epic of Xiinsai" carved on stone slabs.
"To Her Majesty the Queen."
"willing!"
"The inheritance of Xi Yinsai is immortal, and may the faith of God Yinsai last forever."
The young current queen was sitting on the throne. After reading the poem on the stone tablet, she showed a shocked expression.
Even the third-generation Queen of the Star Luo Kingdom, who was born in the Silen family, only vaguely knew the story about the former Xiinsai through word of mouth.
This was the first time she had seen such a complete Xiinsai epic, so real and detailed.
There is a fatalism that is terrifying, and the will of God that overrides everything.
There is the lust for power, the greed of original sin, but also piety and faith.
There is a collision between the supreme king of wisdom and the craftsman leader who was punished by heaven, and the figures of the king, powerful officials, priests, and divine envoys intertwined and reincarnated.
One character after another gathers into an epic chapter.
"It's really a great poem. They say that you traveled to the four countries to complete this work."
Tito replied humbly: "Only by witnessing the footsteps of the kings can we describe the true history."
The Queen asked curiously: "Heard."
"You also met the Queen of Stars and His Highness Polo, the Messenger of God."
Tito did not hide it: "I did see the Queen of Stars and the Divine Envoy."
The Queen stood up immediately: "How are they...?"
Tito knelt on the ground and said.
"His Majesty!"
"The stars are annihilated, but the dream remains forever."
Inside the palace, there was silence for a moment.
Tito, who completed the "Epic of Hinsey", became a popular figure in the City of God's Servants, and countless people sang his poems.
The nobles of the Star Luo Kingdom were proud to invite him to the banquet, and priests came to ask for his works.
His name spread throughout the Star Luo Kingdom and reached other kingdoms. Nobles and even kings from other kingdoms sent invitations hoping that he would visit their countries.
He became what he had hoped to be, surpassing his father and grandfather and becoming a famous poet.
However.
None of this made him feel satisfied.
Tito stood on the steps of the Sky Temple, looking at the sea of clouds and the entire world.
he asked himself.
"Tito."
"You have been so successful, why do you still feel empty inside?"
He was successful enough that he enjoyed a glory he had never felt before.
But he can only call it success, not greatness.
he.
Want to be a great poet.
The words of the divine messenger Polo echoed in Tito's ears again.
"Tito."
"Go find the legendary Paradise of God's Promise. The things I left behind will guide you in the direction to the Kingdom of God."
"Go to the Pyramid Temple and see the eternal Insai."
The wind suddenly rose, blowing the flame in Tito's heart again.
The flames kept rising and could no longer be stopped.
Tito suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the City of Gods.
His eyes passed through mountains, lakes, deserts, and the boundless ocean.
I saw the land of gods full of flowers of the sun.
"I want to write a greater epic."
"wrong!"
"It's a myth!"
"The name is——"
Tito's eyes seemed to have fire and light: "Hymn to the King of Wisdom."
