Chapter five hundred and sixty-one: one hundred six thousand eight hundred and sixty-one
So, are you really human?
Li Si's eyes were a little confused.
"I'll show you something." At this time, the man in white robe seemed to feel something, so he smiled and said.
After saying that, his fishing rod swayed slightly, and the water in the pond ripples spread.
The scene slowly approached the center of Moli City.
In the center of Moli City, there is a huge mansion.
It is called a mansion, but it looks more like an inner city.
The inner city is made up of tiny skeletons, which seem to be... all of which are the skeletons of babies.
It was dense and I don’t know how many babies died before I made the walls of the inner city.
Then, the pond's vision passed through the earth of Moli City and penetrated into the underground.
Immediately afterwards, a bottomless abyss appeared in the pond image.
On the abyss, there is a specially cast platform for rest.
On the platform, there was a little boy wearing a bellyband and slight gaps appeared from time to time on his body, but it was made of hideous heads, which was very terrifying.
Next to it, there was a black deer lying. The black deer was several feet taller and strong. You could clearly see the knotted muscles on your legs.
The deer legs of the black deer look like gold and iron, and they don't look like a real deer at all.
In addition, there is a skinny dragon lying on the wall, like a mural.
The dragon kept staring at the abyss, and saliva kept flowing out.
Seeing this, Li Si recognized who they were.
This is the god of heaven, deer fairy, and dragon god.
He is the controller of the second and third levels, controlling the life and death of all living beings here.
What surprised Li Si even more was that in the depths of the abyss, there was actually a shiny sea water, and there was a giant dome in it.
"A long time ago, a god died in this sea. His flesh and blood turned into soul power that eroded reason, making this place a sea of violence." The voice of the white robe suddenly came from the side.
Li Si was stunned. He didn't expect that as soon as the white robe opened, he would say a horrifying message.
"If this violent sea was polluted by that god, how strong would this god be?" Li Si's scalp was slightly numb.
This sea area is many times larger than that of the mainland. If there is really a pollution after the death of the god, the violent sea will be formed, then the strength of this god is simply incalculable.
After all, in the violent sea, there are endless soul power, and countless ferocious beasts are nurtured.
At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in Li Si's mind, and he remembered the three broken magical artifacts and the tower of reincarnation.
Perhaps this artifact has something to do with the death of that god.
"Who is that god? What does it have to do with me?" Li Si looked at Bai Pao and asked.
His head hurts even more at this time, and his overdrawn brain power cannot analyze useful things from it.
Hearing his words, Bai Pao ignored him and continued to say slowly: "That God is a very powerful God. An ordinary God is not his opponent at all. If he did not do that, he would never be killed by other gods here."
Speaking of this, his tone was a little sighing.
"What do you do?" Li Si's heartbeat accelerated slightly. He vaguely felt that what this god did might have something to do with him.
"He... wants to create reincarnation." Bai Luo glanced at Li Si, and his tone came from the hollow of the white robe.
"Create reincarnation?" Li Si was stunned. Isn't this his own reincarnation?
He asked again, “Why did he create reincarnation? Why did other gods kill him?”
"Don't you already know?" Bai Luo smiled.
The white robe's tone was like a smile, and Li Si could even imagine an old face that seemed to be smiling from his tone, from under the empty robe.
"I know?" Li Si was slightly stunned, and then he thought of the three magical artifacts, and suddenly realized in his heart.
Each of these three artifacts requires a soul to make it powerful.
If this artifact is involved, many things can be explained clearly.
Reincarnation moved the cakes of other gods, so they came together to kill the god who wanted to create reincarnation.
"In this world, souls are inexhaustible, and countless souls appear every day." Bai Luo said slowly:
"However, no matter how fast the soul appears, it cannot be compared with God's request speed. He felt compassion in his heart and created a samsara, wanting the soul to have a place to be used by the gods as a waste. Therefore, he was rejected by the gods, and even Gods came to kill him."
Li Si roughly understood what he meant when he listened to his words.
But he was more confused. What did this have to do with him? What exactly did this person have to see?
"I know you have a lot of doubts, but it's useless to say these things now. Why not tell you what's happening in front of you?" Bai Luo laughed and pointed to the abyss in front of her and said, "Look at that egg."
As he finished speaking, the perspective from the pond slowly penetrated into the abyss and landed in the giant dome in the sea.
At this time, Li Si could clearly see a child in it through the translucent egg.
"This..." He looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. If it weren't for what he saw in front of him, he would never have thought that life could be nurtured in this sea water.
This is simply contrary to common sense.
"This is the descendant of that god." Bai Luo smiled, "In this 16,821 year, one will be nurtured every year. The inner city walls you looked at before were made up of the corpse of this child."
"One hundred and six thousand eight hundred and twenty-one years?" Li Si was stunned, unable to recover from this number.
His original world and history are only more than five thousand years.
This one hundred six thousand eight hundred and sixty-one year is an astronomical figure for him.
In this world history, even if you add the Kyushu tribe, there is no such long history.
The Moli City mentioned in the white robe just now was built three thousand years ago, which means that the inner city is much longer than the history of the outer city.
"This baby is also very bitter to say. Every time the sea water is born, it is actually the same baby. It's just that he keeps reincarnating in the sea water." When Li Si was stunned, Bai Pao continued to say something horrible.
"In other words, this baby was divided into 106,821 times?" Li Si felt cold in her heart. It was too painful for this baby to be divided into so many times.
This was a torture that was even more bitter than hell, but it fell on this child.
Thinking of this, Li Si looked at the baby with pity.
"Do you know?" Bai Pao looked at Li Si and paused in his tone, "This baby is actually you."
"Myself?" Li Si's eyes widened and she looked at the white robe incredibly.
Isn’t he here himself? Why is this baby said to be him?
Chapter completed!