Just when Soshiyang realized Xerxes' desperate mood at that time, suddenly, a picture appeared in his mind, which was a withered god eating the child in his hand in horror——
God of food...
He finally understood why mortals said that it was the work that Xerxes was least willing to face. It was not the emperor who was afraid. Even the painting was probably made by Xerxes himself. It depicted a story about
Xerxes's gloomy and cruel future possibilities - he overthrew God the Father, but in the struggle between divinity and humanity, he fell into complete bestiality, and could only continue to devour the future to survive.
The god of food... does not refer to the emperor, but to Xerxes himself!
"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. This sentence has implications for him in the past and you now."
The confused man's words made Soshiyang raise his head, but his eyes were still blank.
Erda, who was not far away, immediately scolded him.
"Don't listen to this old dog and donkey to defend yourself! There are obviously other ways! He only thinks about his own great achievements! He never really thinks about his children! All the wisdom and compassion taught to him by the Enlightened One are given to him.
He learned it from dogs!"
The confused man shook his head and held his forehead with his hands. Even through the mask, you could feel his helplessness and speechlessness.
Soshyan blinked and turned to look at Erda.
"Is there any other way?"
"The condition of gray marrow can at least be alleviated."
"What?"
The confused man sighed softly and accepted the words.
"Souls, countless souls, use the soul to temporarily fill the infinite desire of the immortal star, and it can be temporarily stabilized."
"This...I do know."
"You don't know that the gray marrow you have now is different from the one in Xerxes. The immortal starfall at that time was more violent...and hungrier."
"That's also——"
Halfway through, Soshyan stopped, and he also realized a question - how many souls are needed to stabilize the Immortal Starfall?
The confused person noticed his thoughts and nodded slightly.
"Uncountable, incalculable, it may be hundreds of billions, it may be trillions, or even the entire star region, the entire star region's... living people, or half of the human empire's... population."
"so what?"
Erda's words became particularly harsh at this time...
"Don't you always regard mortals as slaves and livestock? Why are you pitiful now? Manic is our child, he is more important than anything else! Mortals are like weeds on the earth, they will always grow.
, will always wither. You keep saying that you want him to have a god-like heart, why are you suddenly showing false compassion?"
Soshyan closed his eyes, and he finally realized that the most abnormal person among the people present was actually the mother of the original body...
Seeing the Emperor and Erda like this, Soshyan suddenly realized that he was so lucky to have normal parents. If he were the Primarch and had to face these two, it would be really bad.
The confused person seemed to have lost his patience. He rubbed his knuckles and said calmly:
"I don't want to argue with you about these issues. What you think is your business. I'm just explaining."
Soshyan opened his eyes, turned to Erda and said:
"Ms. Erda, I also want to ask you some questions."
Erda looked at him and nodded.
"Come with me."
Soshiyang stood up and looked at the confused man, who also nodded.
"About Li, it's more appropriate for you to ask her than me."
Hearing the confused man mention Li, Erda turned back and glared at him, then opened the door, and Soshyan followed immediately.
Stepping out with his front foot, the next second he came to a dilapidated garden, surrounded by withered flower beds, dry fountains and gray broken statues wrapped with dry vines like wires. The images of those statues were already very blurry.
And they all seemed to come from different eras. There were barbarians holding high stone axes, and there were warriors holding swords and shields. Soshyan even saw a warrior wearing power armor...
When I raised my head, I saw that the sky was dark, and raindrops fell from above, turning into cool wisps of rain.
Every drop of rain falling on his body seemed to cast a layer of resentment and sadness into his heart, as if he was weeping with the endless rain.
Erda was walking in front, where stood the only building in the garden, a lonely square building.
The light rain gradually stopped, and Soshyan followed Erda up the gray stone steps. Between two huge dark blue pillars, a door engraved with unknown symbols slowly opened by itself.
What appeared in front of Soshiyang was a wide glazed corridor that extended to the end of the field of vision. Both sides were covered with dark gold and blue grids. A slender wine bottle was quietly inserted in each grid, endless.
Endless.
"Is this...a wine cellar?"
Soshyan walked slowly in the corridor, looking around curiously at everything he could see.
"Can I see it?"
Hearing Soshyan's words, Erda stopped but did not look back.
"Can."
With some curiosity, Soshyan stretched out his hands and carefully pulled out one of the wine bottles, holding it in his hand and looking at it carefully.
As a result, what he saw from the reflection was first trembling and squirming blood-red, and then flashing with dazzling light. Before the light disappeared and the scenery was revealed, it fell into darkness and died.
"This is..."
"This is what babies who are reborn for only a moment and then unfortunately die in infancy see. The wine made by their memories is the most full of hope and joy, and the taste is also the most fleeting."
Erda's voice was calm and quiet. When the goddess with fluttering skirt turned around slowly as if being nudged by the gray sea waves, Soshyan could not see her face.
The shadows of various faces overlap, old women, beautiful women, young girls...
When Soshyan blinked, the other person returned to his original appearance, with just a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
"So these are all the memories of babies or children?"
"Yes, let's go."
Soshyan put back the wine bottle and followed Erda deeper, finally arriving at a warm and strange hall.
It is huge and warm. The lights hanging from the dome are all in the shape of beautiful stars and moons. There are also many baby hanging baskets. Even the walls are pink. The floor is covered with furry carpets. There are many stairs around it.
There are baby cradles of different shapes, and all the surrounding furnishings look like they would only appear in a baby's room, including toys, puppets, building blocks, and even many stuffed animals walking around, holding golden trays.
, filled with candies.
Likewise, there are wine racks everywhere, filled with sparkling wine bottles.
"sit down."
Erda sat down directly on the blanket. Seeing this, Soshyan also sat on the ground, crossing one foot and raising the knee with the other foot to give his hands a point of support.
Then he raised his head like this, looking at the slightly childish decorations around him, and for some reason he thought of Veronica and his own child in her belly...