The sea and the sea.

Duma looked at the sailboat on the sea and felt extremely complicated.

Because those Iver people came from the end of the sky in such a big ship, they were not born from the soil, nor did they appear suddenly.

They come from another world, opposite the sea.

These ships, and the roulette they planted, and the various things they brought from the island of Ruhgi.

They can all prove their origins.

She looked into the distance and the snake people said there was a huge island on the other side of the sea.

Ruh Giant Island.

If according to what Aphon said, there is the origin of everything.

There are the remnants of the previous era and the gods who are above them.

“Our God is not the only one.”

The moment she saw Avoane's paper flying dragon, she knew the answer.

And in the distance, there are even more terrifying answers.

Duma spread her wings and she continued to fly forward.

Go forward further.

When she saw the terrifying sea of ​​storms.

She understood that her God was not supreme either.

It is just the residual power that escapes from the end of the sky that can disturb the entire world. The dark storm swept through thousands of miles, and the terrifying influence can be transmitted to all known corners.

That is the great stature that can destroy everything, that is the will that is above all life.

All of this made Duma tremble.

"Is this the power of life dominating?"

"How could there be such a terrifying place? What kind of power can create such a terrifying scene?"

Her transcendent spirituality and her eyes could see everything that mortals could not sense. She raised her head and stared at the depths of the black storm, staring at the source of black power.

She saw the roar of the demon god in the dark storm, and countless tentacles extending into the sky.

even.

She heard the trumpet of the destruction of the world.

The trumpet is a great being who can create all life and destroy all life.

Facing this dark storm, in the thunder, heavy rain, and huge waves, under the terrifying celestial phenomena that swept thousands of miles away.

She felt that she was so small that she was no different from a bug.

Even.

She has already stood at the top of mortals and has the power and status that ordinary people can look up to.

She ran away in great horror.

Perhaps she could pass through this black storm ocean alone with her own power, but the power behind her face was completely collapsed,

She has seen the spiritual gate.

But that door of myth seems unworthy in the face of this power that creates everything and destroys everything.

Such existence can create a world and the master of all life.

He was just one of the three gods under the throne of the Creator.

So what kind of existence is sitting on the Creator's throne?

She fled in a panic, waving with wings, and didn't dare to turn her head back.

She no longer had the courage to see what was on the other end of the sea.

Everything behind the black storm, the kingdom of origin.

She had believed in the existence of all that.

Duma flew back to Mount Fenbukine, and she spent no effort to sweep the strong wind and crossed the sky as fast as possible.

It was not until late one night that she landed in front of the Temple of Glory.

After looking at the familiar halls around her, the gatehouses after the gates, the clear water canals and springs flowing, she felt her heart calm down little by little.

"Huhh!"

She gasped violently and her mind shook.

She held her hands together and looked up at the Lord of Glory.

He kept chanting prayers.

"The great spiritual gate, the eternal Lord of Light, the Lord of Morning and Dusk."

"Please protect me."

"Please guide me to find the belonging of my soul in the storm and darkness."

"Please forgive me, forgive my shaken beliefs, and forgive my vulnerability."

She recited it over and over again, and her mood gradually calmed down.

At this moment, she truly understood what Yafuan said.

"The god is the sun."

“Getting too close and being too far will cause disaster.”

The same is true for the Winged Man. They gained everything they are now because of the power of the Lord of Light. Because of the arrival of the sun, they ignited the flames of civilization from the wilderness of darkness.

They were born from the creation of the Mother of Life, and they walked out of darkness by the Lord of Light.

Without gods they would not be born, without gods they would be just wild animals.

But what feels even more terrifying is another sentence Yafuan said.

"you say."

"How do God's belief in mortals?"

The Lord of Glory had long been asleep, and He had not truly awakened.

The power gained by the Winged Man is because Melder opened the door to spirituality. The so-called oracles and guidance are nothing more than the chaotic dream words that Melder heard.

What her mother, Queen Meld, longed for throughout her life, was that God would wake up from the darkness and come back to this world.

She had never seen a god, and everything that mortals had to do with gods was just self-motivation and imagination.

Mortals always wishfully think that God is kind, and they fantasize that God will give them everything they want, as if God is an omnipotent Holy Grail of Wishing.

And Duma was thinking at this moment.

If the gods awaken, what will everything become?

They were too close to God and approached the sun in the sky infinitely.

The arrogant mortals touch the power of the gods and use their own ignorance and delusion to guess the will of the gods.

What is waiting for is the real light or it will turn into ashes under the flames of the sun.

Duma closed her eyes, she dared not think about it anymore, she forced herself to forget the crazy words Aphroan said.

At this time, he walked into the Temple of Glory alone, a beautiful and mature white-winged sky envoy wearing a thin robe made of feather material.

It was Duma's mother, the Queen of the Winged Man and the Six-winged Sky that made Melder.

“Duma!”

"Have you come and pray to God, too?"

Melder held a light and stepped on the slab barefoot.

There was no expression on her face, but there was relief in her words: "This is very good, the Lord of Glory will feel your piety."

Duma turned her head and looked at her mother. She wanted to tell her information about her trip to the city-state of Iver this time to investigate, but because the news was too shocked and frightened, she didn't know where to speak.

She felt that these news was unacceptable to her mother.

At this time, Melder asked her directly: "You go and investigate those wisdom species with tails, how are you doing?"

"They are called Snakemen, and they come from a place called Ruhgio Island."

"They can communicate and have a high degree of wisdom."

"I found that they mastered some techniques that we didn't have, and they had planting a plant called Rolling to get stable food, and they could make very light paper that could replace the slate we used before."

"Their smelting technology is also more advanced than ours. I think if we learn from them, we can also obtain this technology."

But the Winged Man Queen Melde doesn't care about these things. What she is interested in is that these snake people are really wise.
To be continued...