Shi You is dead!
He seemed to have accomplished his mission.
The fire of civilization was left behind, and then it disappeared into ashes.
But people remembered his name and wanted him back.
In the center of the ruins, a statue of him was erected.
The brave and fearless warrior is holding a long sword and stepping on a huge one-eyed python. He is surrounded by various forms of words, and behind him are billowing dark clouds. It seems that there are also those high gods, who appear from behind the many shadows. The prying eyes.
Many people knelt before the statue.
There are also many people who choose to come from far away places after learning how to write and learn about Shi You's deeds.
Offer your respect.
Mortals don't know.
But the gods knew that the man...the man who once again made the gods fearful would come back.
It was different from the old man they had worked together to destroy last time.
This time...behind this man, stood an entire ethnic group.
When the power of faith transcends the limitations of time and life and death, that person will return to the human world as a god, returning to his homeland and ethnic group.
However, the gods were powerless to prevent this outcome from coming.
Because under the guidance of the Lord of Souls and other gods, the gods were divided in a sense.
Some gods stood behind the Lord of Souls and other gods, and decided to follow him and become the patron saints of the human race.
The other part chose confrontation.
In the Soul Temple, after taking the potion prepared by the great priest, the expression on his face gradually became gentler, his cheeks became a little more rosy, and his eyes that had always been cloudy became a little sharper.
But everyone knows that this is just a flashback. After three days, this once powerful human hero will completely pass away without leaving a trace.
If Zhui chooses to sacrifice his soul to the Lord of Souls, he must pay the price.
Not taking away his soul directly, this is the mercy of the Lord of Souls.
But no matter how compassionate the gods are, their kindness should not be unlimited.
What's more, Monet, the Lord of Souls... He has always been the smartest. He understands human nature better than themselves.
He knew that once he satisfied those people endlessly and without any cost, he could fulfill all their requests and wishes. Then eventually he will be knocked off the altar and become the most despicable devil.
People will always ask for more from those who care for them.
Like parents and children, like husband and wife, like friends, like brothers and sisters.
The one who gives, especially the one who gives unconditionally and endlessly, will one day be seriously hurt.
When the other party's endlessly expanding desires cannot be satisfied, what you think about in retrospect is definitely not the kindness and love you once showed to him.
Chai's gaze swept across the faces of Ren, De, Yi and Xiao.
"I have been brilliant and brilliant in my life. But I have also made many mistakes. It is only natural that I will end up like this. You don't have to feel sorry for me."
"I once honed my skills on the battlefield. Although it is not a unique skill, it is unusual. Now I am about to go to nothingness and return to the embrace of the Lord of Souls. Why not choose from among you? Let’s pass on these skills to one person!”
"I believe in the Lord of Souls, but I followed the path of the Blood-Rage Knight early on. Although I have gained some understanding and development later, I have never been able to get rid of this shadow. Among the four of you, Yi is the most compatible." Chai spoke slowly.
When he made his decision, no one objected or dissented.
The Blood Fury Knight inherits his power through his bloodline.
Yi and Zhui are related by blood, so the other three people consciously left the house and left time for Zhui and Yi.
Two days later, Yi Hong walked out of the house with red eyes.
The power in him has become extremely powerful. It seems that it cannot be concealed and spreads out at any time. However, it is tightly restrained and suppressed by some kind of force.
And the last day of pursuit was not wasted.
He chose to continue using it to teach some useful fighting skills and knowledge to some of the younger generations of the human race.
And he kept some of the insights he gained after sacrificing his soul in a verbal way.
Even the real core will be discounted.
But the inheritance of this kind of experience is still very precious.
Zhui sat on a stone chair wrapped in soft animal skins, with the sunlight shining through the leaves on his face, showing a hint of fatigue. He was really tired, but he just kept his energy up so that he didn't fall down.
Many children, in front of his eyes, waved the stone swords in their hands.
Amid the energetic shouts, Chai's breathing gradually became sluggish.
Eventually it fades into nothingness.
The children held back tears and continued to wave their weapons.
Sweat like rain, replace tears with sweat, and bid farewell to this man who rose up for the human race and gave everything.
Chasing... just died like that.
There was no regret in his opinion.
But the children all remembered him and spontaneously built a simple altar for Zhui.
They worshiped and chased quietly as they had learned to worship gods.
Similarly, many years later, Chai may wake up and come back in another way.
The sages and gods of the human race are all gestating and growing.
The progress of the human race has also begun to enter a period of acceleration.
Under the protection of the gods headed by the Lord of Souls, coupled with the ignited fire of civilization.
The human race gradually broke away from being dependent on other powerful races and began to own their own land.
From nothing, a city was built.
From cities a country develops...
And with the promotion of the country, the process of civilization is further promoted.
Things that other races can do in thousands of years.
The human race only needs a few hundred years to do it.
It is precisely because people's life span is short that they seize every moment and refuse to waste any time.
The lifespan of elves is very long, but that also makes them think that they have enough time to waste.
Often a simple development proposal takes hundreds or even hundreds of years to implement and complete.
When the aftermath of the first world upside down completely subsided.
When the human race has completely established its footing, and tentatively... peeking around to see its tentacles.
When...the warriors and sages commemorated by the human race woke up from the darkness one after another, and then condensed their divine bodies in the sea of rules and became new gods.
Certain conflicts between races and gods, and between gods, completely began to stir up turmoil.
The strongest race in the world, the elves, began to fear the growing strength of the human race.
And the gods also began to lay out conspiracies against the patron saints of the human race.
Another catastrophe is brewing.
"No! It's not the time yet. The world needs a rest and civilization needs a rest." Feng Linyi said these words.
Therefore, under Feng Linwen's instructions, the gods must rush to the temple to sign the agreement between the gods.
