In the pyramid temple.
Yin Shen waved his hand to erase the image in the mirror, and his white sleeves fell down, covering his fair and slender palms.
In the mirror, the shadows of the holy mountain and the magic tool, the little man in the bottle, disappeared without a trace, and the scene in the temple was reflected again in the mirror.
The goblin followed Yin Shen, looking left and right.
"god!"
"Why are you wearing a hood? Then I can't see you."
Yin Shen: "Really? I forgot."
Yin Shen took off his hood. His short black hair had already turned into long hair, and his dark eyes remained unchanged.
The goblin asked his question again: "Why is my hair golden and your hair is golden?"
God said: "Because my heart is the dark outer space, and the heart of the fairy is like the golden sun."
The goblin was stunned.
Then she took out a small notebook and prepared to write this sentence down.
Seeing that the goblin really believed it, the god smiled.
"I lied to you."
The goblin was dumbfounded: "Can gods also lie to people?"
Yin Shen: "As long as God is willing."
God Yin walked to the center of the hall, under the statue that Ledlicky had carved for him.
The god pointed to the pillars in the temple. On the pillars were the stone carvings carved for him by King Lederiki in the past.
There are steel jungles on the stone carvings, cities that stretch to the end, roads that run through the world, and iron birds flying in the sky.
Laderiki's power comes from God Yin, who is the source of wisdom. The moment he was born, he inherited some pictures in God Yin's memory.
"Do you know where this is?"
The goblin shook his head: "I don't know."
God's eyes showed nostalgia: "This is my hometown."
"You're not asking why my hair is black, because I was once one of them."
"over there."
"A lot of people have black hair and eyes like mine."
The goblin showed a longing look. She imagined that it was an unimaginably powerful world with so many gods.
"Is that the God Clan?"
Yin Shen shook his head: "No, we don't believe in God."
"Only you call me God, and my name is not Insai."
"It's just because you can't pronounce my name that I'm called Insai."
He was a little absent-minded when he said this, and he was lost in thought.
He once again recalled the little man in the bottle he had just seen, an unstable mythical being.
The last qualitative change in power led to the emergence of the Moon of God.
The divine descending technique that Polo proposed for him was truly realized for the first time.
And this time, the appearance of the magical prop, the little man in the bottle, does it represent the direction of advancement of wisdom power and other powers?
"Anhofors' experiment was actually a bit of a mistake, but it should be in the right direction."
The human body is not a ritual for immortality, and immortality does not necessarily require turning into a human form.
The reason why they associate immortality with the human form as a conditioned reflex is because God Insai, Sally, the Mother of Life, and Sheila, the messenger of God, all have human forms.
"you say."
"How can we become a complete mythical being?"
Yin Shen suddenly turned his head and asked the fairy suddenly.
Sometimes he would ask questions suddenly, and the person might even be Sally, and he would usually get a grunt.
He wasn't necessarily looking for answers, more like he was asking questions and talking to himself.
"I have no idea."
The goblin shook his head like a rattle, how could she know this clearly.
When I think of the scene of the birth of the little man in the bottle, it seems too crazy and bloody.
Moreover, the goblin also felt that people like Anhofors were too difficult to understand, and killed people in several cities in pursuit of the power of immortality.
It’s not your own eternal life.
This guy created another version of himself, giving the other person immortality.
Paying such a heavy price just to know the secret of eternal life.
The goblin felt chills all over when he thought about it. He was puzzled by the madness and shocked by the ruthless determination.
She was reading a story with the goblins in the Goblin Kingdom, and suddenly one of the goblins screamed.
Said: "It's not good, it's not good."
She walked outside and looked up, and saw thousands of dreams shattered in an instant on the upper level of the Dream Star Sea, appearing to be directly torn apart.
Moreover, the dream ferryman in front of the gate of the Kingdom of God is also very strange.
The ferryman felt that many people died and splintered into one punting puppet after another but failed to take back any dreams of life.
at last.
I could only go back and forth with an empty boat.
The goblin saw the desperate city of the servants of gods through the broken dreams of mortals, and then hurriedly ran to the human world.
Unfortunately, everything happened too quickly. When she came to the human world, the holy mountain had become the home of ghosts, a huge cemetery.
"The price of becoming a mythical life is too high."
Yin Shen nodded: "The point is that having enough mythical blood does not necessarily require sacrificing others."
"I predict."
"The wise and powerful people in the future should also find their own methods, different methods."
Yin Shen asked her: "If there is a way that does not require sacrificing other people's lives, do you want to become a mythical being?"
The goblin is not the original ancestor of power, she is just the goblin born after Polo, the first second-level goblin created by Yin Shen himself.
"Where do I have so much mythical blood!"
indeed.
In terms of the speed of spread and reproduction of mythical blood, wisdom and power deserve to be number one.
Moreover, the number of elf races derived from the power of dreams is completely incomparable to the races derived from the wisdom bloodline.
Since the power of wisdom was born in Lederiki, the Trileaf people, the people of the Demonic Abyss, the monster clan have appeared one after another, and now there is a ghost clan.
No matter in terms of quantity or type, they far exceed the power of dreams.
God said, "I can give you the cup of God."
The Cup of God is the only power of dreams, an artifact left by Polo, the ancestor of fairies.
Possessing the Goblet of God means that the fairy, like Sally, has become the supreme controller of dream power, and the power contained in the Goblet of God is almost enough to create a mythical life.
However, the goblin felt something different.
God will not mention something for no reason. When He talks about something, He must have His own thoughts and decisions.
“Does God want me to live forever?”
"why?"
Yin Shen did not look, his realization was still in the steel jungle city on the mural.
"I might……"
"Being ready to move on to the next era."
God did not say what the next age will be or how many years from now that age will be.
But the goblin heard it, and it will be a period of life that is unimaginably long.
That is enough time for life to change, for civilization to collapse, for everything to be erased and disappear.
and.
The goblin knows how Yin Shen travels to the next era.
God is eternal, and time in front of God is just a breeze passing through your fingertips.
He only needs one deep sleep to cross the dimension of millions of years and reach the other side of time.
Although the goblin had expected it, he was still a little sad: "So soon?"
Yin Shen nodded: "I'm not ready yet, but I already have an idea."
"When you're ready, let's start!"
The goblin looked at God, with tenderness and a trace of sadness in his eyes: "Since this is God's will, Sheila obeys God's will."
Yin Shen turned around and looked at the goblin: "But I hope to see you in the next era."
He smiled and added another sentence.
"And the one outside."
A hot air balloon appeared outside the temple gate. The balloon was composed of colorful blocks, like a hanging basket with intertwined vines.
Sally stood on the gondola of the hot air balloon, flying around the sky above the temple and on the heads of the gods all day long.
The "terrible" troll king seemed to have noticed that the god was looking at her, and stamped his feet and made a sound.
"Gululu."
In the land of fairies.
The goblin is holding a pen in the big library, sometimes biting the tip of the pen, sometimes lowering his head to write.
"Because God is the boundless outer space with a heart, so God's hair and eyes are black."
"Because the hearts of fairies are like the sun in the sky, our hair and eyes are golden."
At this time, she suddenly thought of something, shook her head and laughed.
"God spoke to me."
"I hope to see you in the next era."
Dream Demon Sheila put down her "work" and flew into the sky.
In the realm of colorful dreams, thousands of goblins follow the goblins and rush to the sun together, and the sky is filled with the laughter and noise of the goblins.
They tightly surrounded the dream demon Sheila in the center. Sheila was obviously a goblin, but she seemed a little out of place at the moment.
Because she is the only one with a complete human appearance and body, she is extremely conspicuous among the crowd.
Together they run towards the sun, which is the Cup of God, the supreme artifact of the power of dreams.
"Lord Sheila, are you going to become our king?" the goblins chirped.
"He has become our god." Another goblin shouted.
Dream Demon Sheila looked at the children and answered them with a smile.
"The goblins have no king."
"There is only one god, and that is the god Insai."
Dream Demon Sheila approached the sky, exuding a dazzling light of wish. Under her control, she took back the God's Cup little by little. The fairy immediately saw the dream of the gods floating in the God's Cup.
"The cup of God!"
"Obey the will of God Insai and follow me!"
She left her mark on it, but it was just a mark.
Although the goblin received God's promise and obtained the supreme artifact of dream power.
but.
After all, she is not the life that was originally born from the power.
If she wants to integrate the power of the God's Cup into her own, she still needs a process and a method.
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Because of the sudden death of the previous generation of kings, the royal capital and the entire holy mountain became a forbidden land of death and haunted by ghosts.
Even the villages and towns that have lived by the holy lake for generations began to evacuate and flee. The fear of death made them abandon their homes.
All of a sudden.
The entire kingdom of Hinsa fell into a state of ownerlessness.
The messengers who came out of the city of God's descent rushed to all directions with the new king's will.
However, there were very few responses, and most of them were in a wait-and-see state. Some even killed the messenger directly and called the king a false king.
The ruling institutions were completely paralyzed, and the royal army and sky priests who suppressed all directions were reduced to nothing.
How could His Highness the Prince, who has only a mere name, be recognized by everyone?
A massive rebellion broke out in Xiinsai's country. Among them were people from the blood descendants of the former royal family, as well as powerful lords from various places. Even the chief priest of the Temple of Oil, one of the nine ritual temples, directly rebelled.
As soon as the chief priest of the temple rebelled, he won the support of more than a dozen surrounding cities, and his momentum was overwhelming.
It even attracted several other ritual temples to be ready to move.
"There is no more King of Hinsa. The era of kingship is over."
"Only God."
“Only God’s apostles can become the masters of everything and the controllers of the earth.”
The chief priest of the Temple of Oil claimed that the age of kingship was over, and that from now on God's apostles would rule the kingdom of Hinsai.
Ever since King Henir brought an end to the era of royal blood families, who can sit on the throne is no longer based on blood.
Nowadays, these ambitious lords and priests with powerful powers are eager to become the new king of Xiinsai.
At the same time, a large number of pirates suddenly appeared on the sea.
They plundered passing ships and even boarded land to rob.
Among these pirates are not only the Sanye people, but also the people of the Demon Abyss, and they even follow the monsters who have signed spiritual contracts with them.
Chaos, robbery, fighting, and wars broke out everywhere.
The city where the gods descended.
After being abandoned for who knows how many years and repaired again and again, the Yesel Palace finally became the center of power of Hinsey again.
His Royal Highness the Prince, surrounded by the Sage of Truth Lan En and a group of followers and nobles who still remained loyal to the Henir Dynasty, became the third generation king of the Henir Dynasty.
The new king put on the crown, stood in front of the Jessel Palace and issued his first order after ascending to the throne.
"The chief priest of the Temple of Oil betrayed the Henir family..."
That is the purpose of crusade against the rebels, and the first target is Seler City and the Temple of Oil.
The day the new king’s decree was announced.
One after another, terrifying shadows appeared in the sky above Seler City and the Temple of Oil. They had slender bodies that exuded a faint light, and spread out huge and weird wings.
It is the flying monster—the Winged Demon—cultivated by the Temple of Truth.
When this newly born monster appeared for the first time, it was such a shocking and terrifying posture, and at the same time it showed their powerful strength and speed.
The people in the city saw the shadow flying across the ground, but they didn't react at first.
In their memory, there can be no living things in the sky.
But as the screams of monsters came from the sky, it was different.
"hiss!
One after another, the winged demons swooped down from the sky, and the priest standing on them used the power of divine magic from a high position, throwing huge fireballs one after another to directly destroy the Temple of Oil.
Under the guidance of mental power, dozens of fireballs accurately hit the target.
The entire temple was caught off guard. They did not expect that the enemy would come from the sky, nor did they expect that they would be swallowed up by the flames without even a chance to escape and make preparations.
Fire shot into the sky.
The city was in panic.
"What is that?" On the street, the civilians who saw the Winged Demon for the first time were frightened and at a loss.
"Monster, it's a monster!" Monsters in the consciousness of the Sanye people also include monsters.
"There are people on top of the monster, and there is Henir's sign." Some priests who happened not to be in the temple saw the scene in the sky through the telescope.
"It's His Majesty the King's men, His Majesty the King is calling." Someone shouted, and someone reported a message to the city to organize defense immediately.
At this time, warships appeared on the seashore, with the logo of the Henir Dynasty printed on them.
The warship rushed straight to the port.
Soldiers and powerful priests rushed from the ship one by one and seized control of the port.
On the ground, an entire group of priests led soldiers to attack Seile City, and the sky was threatened by flying monsters.
Amid chaos and fear, Sailer City was breached before it could hold on for an hour.
The city that rebelled against the Henir Dynasty was recaptured, and soldiers from the City of Gods entered the city to put out fires and quell sporadic rebellions.
Most people surrendered directly, and many people took advantage of the chaos and began to escape.
All the temple priests of the Temple of Oil were captured and regarded as criminals for rebelling against the kingdom.
"What? Didn't you hold on for a whole day?"
"They have monsters that can fly in the sky and throw fireballs from the sky to blow up buildings and cities?"
"Did Sage of Truth Lan En take action?"
"Lan En didn't even show up?"
It didn't take long for the lords of Xiinsai to receive the news, as if they heard a thunderous sound in their ears.
As the most powerful rebel force, it has occupied more than a dozen cities on the seaside, and is even preparing to start building a country.
It was extinguished in one day.
This gave other people a great shock and blow.
Everyone who has started a rebellion is panic-stricken, and they are trying to win over allies from all over the country, trying to separate themselves.
The ambitious man who was about to make a move put away his greedy and arrogant heart, and immediately wrote a letter and even went to the city of God's Advent in person to express his surrender to the new king.
The new king's plan to suppress the rebels with thunderous means had very obvious results.
More importantly, the new king has the support of the Temple of Truth.
With the foundation of orthodox rule and the support of powerful forces, this rebellion was declared over at this moment.
The next step is to stabilize the relationship with the lords and vassals from various places.
Those who rebelled were annihilated with thunderous means.
but.
It was not until several years later that the fighting on the border truly ended.
The legion returning from the expedition entered the city, and the general presented the head of the last rebel who fought desperately. Cheers like a tsunami broke out throughout the palace and the city of God's Descendant.
The subjects on the side offered words of praise one after another, belittling the rebels while also praising the new king.
"Your Majesty the King."
"It turns out that you are the king of Xiinsai."
In front of the palace hall, the new king breathed a long sigh of relief.
"It's finally over."
He looked at everyone: "I will need your help in the future to be able to govern this country."
Beside him, behind him, and in the main hall, stood many priests who came out of the Temple of Truth.
The nine ceremonial temples suffered heavy damage after this rebellion war, and they were constantly withdrawn from power and suppressed by the king.
At the same time, the priests from the Temple of Truth also stepped onto the stage of history while suppressing the nine ritual temples, and controlled the core rights of the kingdom.
In the past few years, the new king's emotions have been tense.
He couldn't help but be afraid.
Suddenly, the king of Xiinsai died suddenly. He was appointed to become the king of Xiinsai overnight, and rebellions broke out in the country.
King Henir united Hinsa, and he almost lost the kingdom to him.
The priest standing aside spoke with some warning.
"Your Majesty the King."
"The people of Hinsay need peace, and you are the only one who can bring it to them."
"This is also the reason why the war ended so quickly. I hope Your Majesty can take this as a warning."
The new king nodded and said nothing more.
With the end of chaos comes peace once again.
The disaster that destroyed the royal capital also became a topic of conversation among the common people, a horror story passed down from mouth to mouth.
No surprise.
Anhoforth surpassed all villains and evil characters and became the most terrifying evil in the history of the Trilobites.
At the same time, his unique identity and legendary manager are also the most talked about.
He was born in the distinguished bloodline of the Samo family, was taught by the Sandian lineage, and was a student of the fire demon Haru, no matter which one was enough to make people marvel.
He has unparalleled evil wisdom and created a bone demon that can hide in the kingdom of Xinsai.
He explored the forbidden secrets belonging to the gods, and the things he created are still entrenched in the holy mountain. Even Lan En, the Sage of Truth, cannot take back the lost capital.
someone said.
Anhoforth did not die, but became an immortal being.
In that ghost house, he guards the ghosts and treasures of the Henir Dynasty, and guards the secret of eternal life.
Some people also say that he was punished by God and trapped in the holy mountain forever because he violated the taboo.
He was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to break out of the seal and divine punishment.
At that time, it will be a disaster for the entire Xiinsai.
The holy mountain shrouded in white clouds.
It was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard, and the calm lake reflected the sky like a mirror.
This place has become a place of death that everyone talks about, and no one dares to get close to it.
Pilgrims are no longer seen in the holy land of the past, and people mention this place only with fear and fear.
In addition to the occasional fish jumping up in the holy lake, you can take a look at the mountains on the other side and the hazy palace in the sea of clouds.
No living thing looks back here.
In the square outside the Sky Temple, a flask fell to the ground.
The flask was covered in dust, its mouth leaning in a corner, its stopper pointing upward.
It is so inconspicuous, like a discarded waste.
In the gap in the dust, a strange eye looked longingly at the outside world.
There is only loneliness and longing in the eyes.
"come!"
"come!"
"Someone comes here!"
"Someone come and talk to me."
The hands of the little man in the flask, made of light dust, were pressed against the glass wall, and his face was pressed tightly against it.
"Anyone can do it."
"Just talk to me, say anything."
But there are only dead people here, ghosts who have long forgotten their past.
The little man in the bottle inherited Anhofors's memory, and he owned everything Anhofors had.
but
He felt that those memories were so illusory,
Because he never really lived for a day.
He is an alien born in a flask, a man-made monster.
“What does the food taste like?”
"What's the wind like?"
"Does the water feel cold?"
People can endure having nothing, but they cannot lose after gaining.
When you have tasted freedom, food, and all kinds of beautiful things in the world, and then lose them all in one day, the pain of thinking about it again and again in prison is enough to make people crazy.
The villain in the bottle is even more miserable.
He knows the beauty of freedom and everything about the outside world.
But those memories are also illusory and hazy.
Because they all belong to another person.
He never owned anything of his own.
He had never felt those things, but he thought about those beautiful things over and over again in the lonely and desperate flask.
day to day.
Year after year.
"ah!"
"Just wait and see! Just wait and see!"
"I must go to the outside world. This flask cannot contain me.
"One day...I must come to this world."
The little man in the bottle knocked on the glass wall eagerly, roaring in despair in the flask.
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