Chapter 117 The Three-Level Temple
When did Fang Zhu realize this?
Perhaps from the moment when Miya took them to help the ship's officer curse the curse, he had already understood how the clergy and the law operated from the moment he took them to the sea of ether and salvage the divine power of Narsuyan among the scattered fragments of the clergy.
The law is like a set and unchanging truth, and the power of God is nothing more than its reflection, like a guardian of an infinite treasure house. The storm on the new sea does not require human guarding, but the ruler of the rules of the storm realm can control how it works.
When it was in the hands of the power of darkness, thirty-year storm surges invaded the northern border of the empire day after day, engulfing the border of civilization.
Apoptosis can restrict disorderly life and death. After the apoptosis, the beginning of the forest forms a gray disaster that swept everything until the vitality of the Holy White Tree is swallowed up.
‘Remember, little guy—’
After a violent prosperity, everything returns to silence, and creation is destruction. The greater the universe, the closer it is to return to death, until the stars are burned out and all stars are extinguished.
The young man held the Tonamiki Holy Staff, his dark eyes reflected the death of the days, and the words of the monarchs of the seven dynasties echoed in his ears. Sochettel told him the true meaning of fate, and Hippilly explained the end of time and the meaning of destruction.
A vortex was born in the shadow in the air, like a door leading to another world. The burning starlight was attracting the invaders of Taotie. In the shadow, a red star hangs high, like Venus falling into dust.
Countless shadows were pouring out of the door, like a downpour of rain, they fell into the water and crawled out of the mud, forming a twisted image - the enemy of civilization he had met as early as the Battle of Elpahin's North.
Shadowman.
"It's not the time yet, we... still need time," Luo Yu stretched out his hand forward, "Ed... still need time."
As if thousands of tones were heard from him, thousands of dead souls under the seven pyramids sang in unison, and a bottomless abyss was born in his eyes.
He was glad that Tianlan was not in this place, otherwise he would have been scared to death.
His left and right hands were gently closed, as if he wanted to grab the crack in the air and close it left and right; but the power of Tonamiki's Holy Staff was limited after all, and the power he carried as a mortal was limited after all.
The seven pyramids were trembling slightly deep underground, and cracks appeared on the tower. The souls from the age of Cinsas were coming out from the cracks, like black smoke, coming out from the wounds on his body.
Death will kill you, and the power of destruction is not without cost.
Luo Yu seemed to see Sochitel again, the one led by the seven monarchs, who buried the entire dynasty in order to avenge the holy.
The saints of the sun had long disappeared into the darkness and looked at the world with cold eyes. They opened a door, and he could not close it again with all his strength.
"It's not the time," the monarch of the snake man smiled at him, "It's not the time."
"But I need strength!" The boy roared in his heart, his companions were facing Cinthas's nemesis in that world. What he wanted to close was not just this door.
"Ed must return safely, or I will curse your plans."
"You have begun to learn how we do things," the Snake Man monarch showed a meaningful look. "Planning and calculating are essential means. The opponents you face are sinister and cunning, so one day you will become more sinister and cunning than them. We choose you, and you choose us-"
"Give me strength..."
The voice in the boy's heart was like a wild beast.
But Sochitel shook his head and looked in that direction in the sky, "It's not the time yet, fate chose him, the scale appears above his head, you underestimate him too much... and underestimate the saints..."
A breeze is blowing through the woodland.
It was the wind that the withered forest had not been bathed in a long time, the south wind, Charlotte. Some people say it was born on the storm of the new sea, indicating the arrival of the midsummer of the giant tree hills.
A heavy rain poured down, and the hills of giant trees in the ash disaster had never had spring, so they would not bring about the luxuriance of summer, but the rain could wash away all the filth.
Wash the gray dust into the sea.
On the Silver Chain Islands, a merchant ship traveling back and forth between Kaurin-Ishurien, the young sailors were looking at the gloomy sky solemnly, the hygrometer's pointer was swaying, and the pressure gauge coming from another world also indicated the arrival of a huge storm.
But the elderly captain disdained the performance of the young people. The newcomers had not experienced the baptism of Kawai and had forgotten the rules on this cloud for many years.
He turned his pipe in his hand and knocked the pot on the side of the boat, watching the burning slag floating into the clouds. The wind came from the south, and it had been a long time since he saw "it" on the sky.
"Everything is moving, lower the sails," he shouted, "Don't be frowning, boys, this is the 'muse', the goddess above the new sea, we haven't seen her for a long time."
"What is that, sir?" asked the ship officer.
"The first storm above the new sea," replied the old captain, "when the last old continent sank under the sea, the new sea was born. When it was born, a storm swelled, washing away all the dust from the old world."
"She hasn't appeared for many years, and the young people now have long forgotten her."
He stretched out his hand and caught the raindrops in the air, as if there were and not. It was the last storm in the old world and the first cry in the new world.
After the storm, the green shadows dissipated, followed by a thousand years of peace.
Therefore, above the sea of the sky, the south wind symbolizes luck and is also the beginning and end of the era.
The heavy rain hit the eaves and courtyards, gathering into a stream of water, passing through the streets and alleys of the dilapidated city, and eroding away scars and rubble.
But Fang Yu knew nothing about the heavy rain that happened in the lower realm. He only threw a piece of divine fragment into the gray divine fire. In fact, it was not him who took action, but the girl behind him.
Only then did Amatus notice that the girl who had been blocking behind the great saint, Miss Shipman, the noble daughter of the Albert family - Silweid.
He knew Elaine's plan and the twins who had already prepared their fate, and He also knew who the other one of the twins was, so he ordered his servant Karsak to hold Miya back.
But He ignored the inconspicuous mortal.
No—it should not be said that He ignored it. Amatus suddenly realized that he was deceived. Atira blocked the other party without hesitation. The aura of Ameya emitted from her was to cover up the aura of a mere mortal.
All of this was planned by the lady of nature, who took Silmide out of the fog and put her into a deep sleep.
All this is to minimize His attention.
But in fact, it was from the shining scales on Silvede's forehead that Amatus truly recognized the other party's identity - the divine blessing of Narsuyan.
And the moment it realized the problem, Narsuyan's divine fragments were thrown into the gray flame.
Amatus finally understood what was going on.
"Narsujin," Amatus let out a deafening roar, "You betrayed us!"
But a cold snorted from the shocking space.
That voice belongs to another person, but it seems like two voices overlapping each other: "I did not betray you, but defeated you."
"Meet again, Amatus," said one of the girls' voices: "You defeated me, but the one I chose reborn, and in a sense - this is fate."
It can be selected.
But it must never be violated.
Fang Yu suddenly heard the owner of the sound from the sound. Although he had never heard the owner of the sound speak, he unconsciously depicted the image of the other party.
The girl of fate, Elaine.
The other person in the voice also made Fang Ling feel familiar - the owner of the voice was cold and harsh, like a stern mother: "They just gave me enough price."
"It's you," the voice said coldly, "You know that everything on the island is a trap, but you let me step into the calculations of Roman and Oli. You thought I was dead, but you didn't expect Roman to give me a chance, which is a little lesson to you."
"Narsujin," Amatus said angrily, "You planned the storm in the North. You didn't know about us when you planned that ether node. You ruined yourself into Ouli's plan. Now, let's blame us?"
"Yes, so now I am one of them. On the contrary, you, Amatus, aren't we long for returning to the world of Stars? Now there is such an opportunity to become a righteous god again."
The Soul-Devouring Lord actually wavered in an instant, but He quickly became alert. How could the transformation of oppositions be so easy? If so, the world of death should no longer exist.
The saints of Olin paid the price of the two goddesses, and the Lady of Apoptosis truly died in this battle. If He wants to return, who will die?
Ou Li himself?
The shining starlight is a certain number, and nothing comes without a price.
Amatus soon realized that the plan had come to an end and that fate had not changed. As Elaine said, she defeated them again.
By a mortal.
He looked at the square leopard beside him, as if to remember this little human.
"This time you won, Elaine, Narsuyan," Amatus was worried that Elaine and Aimeya, who were hiding beside him, were attacking him. Although He was not afraid of the two goddesses joining forces, His projection might not be able to bear it, so His figure was fading away little by little. "But the starlight is the fate of this world, otherwise we would not have to fall into darkness when all day long came to an end. You won a moment, but you could not win a lifetime."
"Next time, wait until the moment the disaster star comes-"
He left only one sentence at the end: "You may not be so lucky."
The space has been silent for a long time.
Only the holy white tree not far away is still shining brightly.
The gray flame spread on the grass and finally grew into a pair of human figures. A pair of twin Gemini walked out of the flames. The leader, Fang Zhu, could recognize the other party.
The girl had long dark hair, drooping to her ankles. She was wearing a robe woven in gold silk, and the stars of fate were shining in her golden pupils.
That was Elaine, the girl of fate, but she looked different from what Fang Zhu had seen in her dreams. She seemed to have some majestic characteristics and looked like a Naersuyan temperament.
Especially those dreamy eyes.
The one behind the girl was looking at him coldly. Fang Yu had no doubt that if he could kill someone, he had died thousands of times.
He could fully understand why the other party looked at him like this, because in a sense, the predecessor of that person died at his own hands.
But Narsuyan is completely gone from her previous image. Instead, she looks like Elaine's twin sister. She looks taller than Elaine, and has colorful scales similar to Silvede's on her forehead and hands.
But in a sense, the god's eyes can indeed kill mortals, and there is only one reason why she did not kill him.
Elaine smiled and reached out to stop the other party: "They are already our God's choice."
"He is your God's Choice, not mine," Narsuyan looked at Silvede, "She is my daughter, my God's Choice."
Fang Yu didn't expect that after a round of things, things returned to the starting point - he couldn't help but remember what Roman said to him, the new god would be his old acquaintance.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! He looked at Elaine and then at Narsuyan. In a sense, this is really an old acquaintance. The business lady had planned all this long ago, but she played a joke for him.
He looked at Silvede with some concern, but Elaine smiled and said, "Don't worry, since we have been reborn from the ashes, then there is no longer a curse, but a blessing."
"It is also a good thing for you to choose her as God," said the goddess of fate. "You have solved our problems and your own problems."
Fang Yu was relieved. Silvede smiled and responded to him with a trusted look. She walked up and gently held his hand.
The Elf Miss looked at the two of them thoughtfully behind her, then smiled slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down, just as she was on the Qihai Traveler's account.
As for the two gods in front of her, she didn't care much, after all, she was also Aimeya's holy choice.
"Goddess Elaine--" Fang Yu couldn't help but speak. After all, he had too many questions to ask, is the gray disaster over it, and has the crisis of the giant tree hill come to an end?
They came here not to solve the crisis of the saints, but to take away the Elf Miss. And if the crisis of the Giant Tree Hill had to continue, it would be not so easy for them to escape.
He also wanted to ask who those behind the scenes were. Although the Seven Seas Brigade was just a passerby, he had promised Merriel and Linseya, and every unicorn girl, that he could not let their trust down.
What's more, the shadow man's minions were chasing this place from the Empire, and it is very likely that behind it was Adnie - or the mysterious shadow that Niya mentioned.
He did not forget the origin of his parents' former leader, the "Star", and the notes he got from Istaniya, which were exactly the same as those he had seen at his uncle's house.
There is a heraldry that will be related to the shadows.
He always had a vague premonition that the real purpose of those who sent him to this world was related to the strange air crash of his parents.
And even if you take a step back, investigating the other party’s origin and background can be considered a task entrusted to them by the military.
But Elaine shook her head and interrupted him. "Elaine is my former name. You can call me Lumih now. Light represents creation and destiny in the original language, and corresponding to it is Umbrael, which represents storm and death."
"Now this twin Gemini is in charge of the three courts of storm, death and destiny, and the natural temple representing nature Susheng, that is, the triple forest land, are the three goddesses of the new nature and ancient destiny."
"We are Aimeya, Luminia and Youblaya."
The third voice spoke, "The ancient fate will return, the order will be rebuilt, the holy white tree will flourish again, the crisis will be calmed, but the disaster will still be at the end of time."
The third shadow descended from the temple of nature, and the lady of nature came to the holy white tree.
Atira also stood up from the ground and looked at her goddess respectfully.
"So," Luminia said, "Ed, Miya, you will be my God's Choice, and we will give you the crown of destiny, and the blade of death to that girl, and you will exercise my authority until the end of time."
"My daughter," said Youblaya (Narsuyan) to Silvide, "Would you like to take my trident and become the mistress of the ocean and the earth, the mother of my daughters, and the mistress of the Naga clan."
"But I want to be a human more." Silweid looked at Fang Zhuge beside her. She didn't mind having stronger power, but she was worried that she would become a different person, and Ed would not accept it.
But the former did not care, just as she had agreed, she reached out to Silvede's forehead, and the faint scales and patterns on the Miss Shipman's forehead finally disappeared and became as white as before.
She herself is a human image, so she doesn't mind what her holy election looks like.
Luminia interrupted Fang Ling with a smile, as if she knew what he would ask: "The White Tree's disaster will come to an end, Aimeya will drop the oracle. What you want is the reward she will give you. But it is far from that. Why do you want to ask, we chose you at the beginning?"
She shook her head.
"It is better to say that we chose us than we chose us. The Hailin Crown is the holy object I have given to mortals and predicted that it will change at the end of an era."
"But not everyone can easily pluck the strings of fate, otherwise I would have already descended the oracle as early as the moment you got the Hailin crown. You must believe in yourself, Ed, just as we have always believed in you."
"Finally," the girl said, "Instead of the answer to the question you want to find, instead of telling you on your behalf, you might as well go find it yourself and see it yourself."
After saying that, she reached out and pushed Fang Zhu's chest gently, and a light door opened behind Fang Zhu's back. He fell into the vortex and disappeared immediately.
Chapter completed!