Looking from the foot of the Holy Mountain, a terrifying and strange "death lamp" rose in the sky. The black and white, colorful, and dim light shining from the "lamp" covered the sky.
It obviously emits light, but I don't know why the sky suddenly darkens.
It was as if the sunlight had been polluted by the darkness, and even the white clouds had become obscure.
The originally bright sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and turned gray.
The light passes through the magic bottle and reflects the mythical life in the magic bottle.
It was a huge and terrifying figure.
It twisted and stretched its arms.
The shadow is like a huge tree, with dense patterns and formations derived from its branches.
"That...what is it?" Countless people at the foot of the mountain looked at the sky absentmindedly, finding it hard to believe what they saw.
The power covers the sky and the sun, and the shadow stands between heaven and earth.
This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.
Even the most powerful priest of divine grace, the existence known as the apostle of God, cannot do it.
This is.
Belongs to the power of myth.
"Ah!" The first being who looked directly at the human body and the pattern could only look at it for a few seconds before he let out a scream.
He covered his eyes tightly, blood and tears flowed from between his fingers, and then the man fainted and fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, more people fell into madness.
"hahahahahahahahahaha……"
"That's God...it's a god!"
They ran through the streets, rushing towards the Holy Mountain.
Then.
Kneeling on the ground, he uttered gibbering and weird language that ordinary people could not understand, prostrated vigorously and raised his hands in the air.
The guarding priests in the temple at the foot of the mountain reacted immediately, and they also saw the terrifying figure.
While feeling the unparalleled vision and impact, I also accepted the erosion of chaotic and crazy power formed by countless desires.
Compared to ordinary people, they can understand the horror of existence better.
They knew it was definitely not God, but it couldn't be a human either.
They were extremely nervous and ran through the streets, shouting at everyone, driving people into their rooms to hide, or turning their backs towards the Holy Mountain.
"do not look."
"do not look."
"It's the devil."
"That's the devil!"
But thousands of people were already frothing at the mouth and fell to the ground, unconscious.
This is just looking directly at the myth, there are more tragic and terrifying things happening higher up in the Holy Mountain.
The power of the magical prop·the little man in the bottle continues to extend, and the light of original sin keeps moving from high places, quickly and steadily covering the city of the servant of God.
On the other side of the Holy Mountain, you can see that the shadow of the mountain on the ground is being filled by the shadow of a bottle.
All the Sanye people in the entire city of Servants of God fell into the abyss of despair.
Chaos, death.
Come to this moment.
The entire city fell into deathly silence for an instant, and only a few powerful priests escaped from it, getting rid of the light of original sin of the villain Anhofors in the bottle.
One of the priests hugged a little stone demon and followed the little stone demon towards the foot of the holy mountain.
The little stone demon is made up of two large and small stone balls. Its lower body rolls quickly and rushes towards the outside of the city.
It also takes some time for it to accelerate from the beginning to the subsequent sprint, when the little stone demon has just broken out of the flat area and started to slide down.
The priest who was holding it was struck by the light of original sin falling from a height on his right calf.
"It's over."
The priest glanced at his legs and his expression immediately changed.
He had just seen with his own eyes the fate of those who were swept away by this light, and no one survived.
But at this moment, he had no time to take care of this.
He rushed down the mountain with a ring and scroll, and immediately came to the temple in the auxiliary city.
At this moment, everyone in the auxiliary city below is fleeing, including the priests in the temple.
The streets were filled with trailers and crowds, accompanied by cries and noises.
Everyone turned their backs to the Holy Mountain and did not even have the courage to look back.
The priest got off the little stone demon and wanted to walk in, but found that he could not move one of his legs.
Look down.
I found that the inside of the leg had begun to rot and exuded a strong stench.
Fortunately, the priest apprentice in the temple had already seen him.
The priest's apprentice held a large box and headed towards the trailer outside to load it. After recognizing him, he was surprised and helped him in.
"grown ups."
"You escaped."
But the priest pushed him away: "Leave me alone, hurry up."
"Call the priest on duty."
He named the priest on duty and was obviously very familiar with the people here.
The priest on duty came in from the outside. It seemed that he had been evacuating people before, but the light slowly covering the mountain had almost reached the foot of the mountain, and he looked extremely panicked and frightened.
"grown ups."
"What happened up there?"
The priest took out two things, a ring and a scroll.
The ring is a token of the Temple of Truth, with the mark of Sage Lan En on it.
The scroll is a formal official document from the Kingdom of Xiinsai, which has been written long ago.
After all, His Majesty the King has been the controller of Xiinsai for so long. No matter what he does, he must leave behind backup plans and plans.
No matter how likely you are to succeed, you must be prepared to fail.
And this is one of his plans.
The priest put these two things into the hands of the priest on duty and looked at him with an extremely heavy and serious expression.
"Hurry~"
"Quickly go to the City of God's Advent and deliver these two things to the Sixth Prince and tell His Highness."
"The royal capital is gone, and His Majesty the King...is no longer here."
"From now on, he will be the next generation's King of Hinsey."
The priest on duty was stunned. He looked at the priests who had escaped from the City of Servants of God, and some of them did not come back to their senses.
The priest was anxious and roared at him.
"quick."
"What are you waiting for?"
He looked at the traces of rot that had spread to his abdomen and lay weakly on the chair.
"I was struck by that light and will definitely die."
"So this matter can only be handled by you."
"If we don't hurry up, Xiinsai will be hopeless."
His voice became more and more severe and anxious: "The entire kingdom will be divided and collapsed, and everyone will be dragged into the war again."
The expression on the priest on duty changed drastically. He now really understood the heavy responsibility he was carrying.
"I see."
"Don't worry, I will definitely deliver it to His Highness the Prince."
The priest watched the other party go away and let out a long breath.
Although he didn't know what would happen next, it had nothing to do with him.
The priest sat peacefully in the temple auditorium.
There was a lot of commotion and commotion outside, and even at this time, there were still many people reluctant to part with their belongings, so they were stuck in the street.
As the light of original sin covered it, the forbidden area of death also shrouded the auxiliary city at the foot of the Holy Mountain.
At this last moment, these people had no time to escape.
They were completely left behind.
Together with the scene of them pushing and squeezing the soil, it was frozen in an instant and turned into a statue for those who came to admire it.
The royal capital and the holy mountain fell, and no one was left alive anymore.
The royal power of the Henir Dynasty collapsed, and King Xiinsai died in the Scourge of Souls.
The priest who escaped from the City of Servants of God finally closed his eyes in the light of death.
Before dying, he spoke his last words.
"farce."
"It's all a farce."
I don't know if he is talking about the people on the street outside, or the drastic changes at the wedding.
"King, what are you doing!"
"Hiinsai's good situation has been completely ruined."
The flesh and blood in his body dried up and rotted little by little, and finally a ghost floated out of his body.
He floated up, his shadow heading towards the Holy Mountain.
He arrived at the gate of the City of Servants of God, but he wandered outside the city wall and could not get in.
"Dong dong dong."
In the strangely silent city, a bell suddenly rang.
The ghost raised his head.
He saw figures one after another appearing on the city wall and looked down.
The leader among them is the King of Xiinsai.
Wearing a crown and holding a scepter, he stood at the head of the crowd blankly, as if he had not even realized that he was dead.
The ghost of the priest murmured and shouted: "O King!"
The King of Xiinsai also became a part of them, turned into a ghost and was imprisoned in this dead city forever.
On the avenue.
The Stone Demon pulled the carriage through cities one after another. He didn't even dare to stop outside the Cross City. He just drank some water and immediately went straight to the City of the Gods.
It's not just him.
At this moment, there are many people like him in other places, carrying the shocking news of the catastrophe in the royal capital quickly spreading to the distance.
Whoever can get the information first-hand can make arrangements faster.
This is a gap for the successor to immediately stabilize the situation, and it is also an opportunity for the ambitious to overthrow the kingdom.
After traveling day and night like this, even the little stone demon was so tired that he didn't want to run anymore.
He directly abandoned the car and ran towards the City of Gods. Finally, he was exhausted and finally arrived at the City of Gods.
When I saw His Highness the Sixth Prince, he was in a mess and no longer looked like a noble priest.
King's palace.
It is also the former Jessel Palace. Although it was destroyed by the trolls in the past, it has become more magnificent after being renovated.
He handed the ring and letter to a middle-aged man, the sixth prince of the Henir Dynasty.
The scroll-like document didn't say much, it just said that when King Xiinsai dies, His Highness the Prince will automatically succeed him as King of Xiinsai.
The face has the name of the King of Xiinsai and the hot stamp of the head of Xiinsai's scepter.
"this?"
"What does it mean?"
It is really too hasty to appoint him as the king without any thought.
Even His Highness the Prince was confused and had no idea what was going on.
The messenger said: "Your Highness."
"A shocking disaster occurred at Princess Yeya's wedding. The entire holy mountain and the royal capital were completely destroyed, and there was not even a single living person left."
"Even His Majesty...died in the disaster."
At this moment, not to mention His Royal Highness, everyone in the hall suddenly stood up.
I couldn't help but exclaimed: "What did you say?"
Someone immediately yelled: "What are you talking about?"
His Highness the Prince was completely stunned. It took him a while to come to his senses. He firmly grabbed the hand of the messenger and questioned him in a stern voice.
"What?"
"The king is gone? The king also died there."
The messenger repeated what he had said before and explained in detail what he had seen.
"That's all I saw and heard. As for what actually happened in the Sky Temple that day, I didn't see it with my own eyes."
Originally, the sixth prince was also going to Princess Yeya's wedding.
But because he had to stay in the city where the gods descended, and the date set by the king was a bit urgent, he was unable to make the trip.
Unexpectedly, he escaped with his life.
The nobles beside His Highness the Prince immediately stood up and were ready to speak.
"Your Highness, we should conduct the coronation ceremony immediately."
"Become the King of Hinsa."
Another noble immediately said: "I definitely need a coronation, but where can I do it? The royal capital is gone."
"and."
"The owners of other territories and the temple priests of the nine ritual temples, will they easily approve it?"
His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince hesitated. If his father had passed the throne to him before, he would definitely have been overjoyed.
But now the situation is completely different. The royal capital has fallen into a catastrophe, and both the Royal Guards and the Sky Priests have not been spared.
The Henir Dynasty can be said to be in danger and on the verge of collapse.
To succeed as the king of Hinsai requires not only the approval of the previous king, but also strength.
He doesn't have any strength now, so what can he do to succeed to the throne?
What else can be used to subdue the powerful lords everywhere and the priest families of the nine major temples?
"How could this happen?" The sixth prince held the scroll, leaned on the chair and held his forehead.
There were no surprises, only worries.
Once the hundreds of years of accumulation of the Henir Dynasty are cut off, what should he use as capital to ascend to the throne?
"what to do?"
"what to do?
The ministers around him saw the ring left by King Xiinsai and handed it to His Highness the Prince.
"Your Highness."
"Go to the Temple of Truth and look for Sage Lan En."
"As long as Sage of Truth Lan En is willing to support you in ascending to the throne, there will be no problem."
In this case, no one is worthy of trust.
Only Lan En of the Temple of Truth, even if he does not agree to direct help, will never confirm the disintegration and separation of the entire Xiinsai.
And the reason is not only because Lan En inherited the will of the saint, but also because he will not covet the position of King of Xiinsai——
The island of mist.
Sage Lan En was studying the bone powder from the "Divine Grace" monster that was stolen from the temple. He originally wanted to cultivate the opponent's complete form, but strangely, he failed.
Because the bone demon itself does not have the function of splitting offspring, the person who created it sacrificed his own ability to split offspring in exchange for another ability.
"The Demon of Bones."
"You can't split into offspring, but you get the function of having two forms."
"What's the point of having two forms?"
Lan En immediately thought of something: "Bypass the oath made by the monster clan to God, so that the bone monster can survive in the city."
"Genius!"
"You can actually think of such a way."
Lan En somewhat admired the person who created this kind of monster, but it was obvious that the person who created the bone monster did not have any good intentions, and his genius was not used in the right way.
Lan En continued to ask his students if they had found the whereabouts of Anhofors.
"You haven't found Anhofors yet?"
The student replied: "But I found out that there was a ship parked at the port of Sarah's territory for a long time. After the theft of "Divine Grace" occurred that day, it left immediately."
Lan En asked: "Where did the boat come from?"
The student replied: "Hiinsai's ship is said to have priests from the Temple of the Sky on it."
Lan En looked at the bone meal he had collected and murmured.
"Bone Demon."
"Temple of the Sky."
"The royal capital?"
Lan En's face changed slightly, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.
"not good."
"There must be something wrong."
Lan En immediately walked out of the room quickly. The teacher's big reaction made the students unable to react for a moment. The students followed Lan En and asked with some confusion: "What does the teacher want to do?"
Lan En said to the students: "Go to the Monster Garden and ask them to prepare the Winged Demon."
"You also come with me and fly to the City of Servants of God."
However, as soon as the two of them walked out of the castle, the deacon from the other side of the pier ran over.
"Lord Lan En."
Lan En raised his hand: "We'll talk about it later, now I have very important things to do.
The dock steward said: "His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince of Xiinsai is here, and the ship has just arrived."
"His Royal Highness is very anxious and must see you."
Lan En stopped immediately. Just as he was about to go to the royal capital, the sixth prince of Xiinsai came over.
"What?"
"The Sixth Prince is here."
Lan En had an ominous premonition: "It can't be related to the Bone Demon!"
In the hall, Lan En was waiting for His Highness the Sixth Prince who walked in quickly.
"The Sage of Truth."
As an elder, Lan En asked His Royal Highness to sit down and picked up the silver cup.
"Your Highness, what happened to make you come to me in such a hurry?"
His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince looked sad: "This time it is really a disaster, and the entire Xiinsai is facing a crisis."
"At my sister's wedding, the evil mage Anhofors triggered the Scourge of Undead."
"my father……"
At this point, the prince choked up.
"His Majesty the King died from the natural disaster of the dead souls. Now, except for a few people at the foot of the mountain who escaped in the entire royal capital and the Holy Mountain, everyone else is gone."
The fact completely exceeded the expectations of the Sage of Truth Lan En. This was not a monster that could hide in the mortal world at all. This was the catastrophe of the kingdom of Xiinsai.
If it were just a monster, Lan En felt that he could easily catch it, but this scene was completely beyond his imagination.
It can be said that the situation is completely out of control now.
"puff!"
Lan En spurted a mouthful of water directly from his mouth, staining his collar.
But at this time, he couldn't care anymore. He stared at His Highness the Sixth Prince.
"What did you say?"
Sixth Prince: "No one expected that the priest of the Sky Temple would be the evil mage Anhofus."
"That is, the student of Fire Demon Haru, this madman directly destroyed Xiinsai."
The royal court army was completely wiped out, not a single sky priest was left, and the core nobles and bureaucracy were completely destroyed.
It is an exaggeration to say that it destroyed Hinirsa, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it destroyed the ruling foundation of the Henir Dynasty.
Moreover, the words of the Sixth Prince are also a reminder that your best friend Haru's student, Anhofors, who also came from the Temple of Truth, did such a crazy thing.
You can't just let it go!
"Sage of truth, I can only turn to you for help."
"If you don't take action, Xiinsai may be divided again, and various places will fall into war again."
"We have just had peace for a hundred years, and you don't want to see a situation like this, right?"
Looking at the expression of the sixth prince, Lan En finally confirmed that this matter was true.
Then His Highness the Prince took out the ring and scroll that his father left for him. Lan En read the scroll that His Highness inherited the throne, then picked up the ring and looked at it carefully.
This was the ring he had previously invited the King of Hinsey to the Isle of Mists, but he did not expect it to come back to him in this way.
He sighed.
"well!"
"It's still a step too late."
Lan En originally thought it was just a matter of the Bone Demon, but he didn't expect that what was coming was such a shocking thunderbolt.
Although what His Highness the Prince said was conclusive, he said that Anhofors pretended to be a descendant of the Silen family and entered the Sky Temple.
But Lan En also has a life of ups and downs and has gone through countless ups and downs. There is no problem in it.
He could also probably guess that the King of Hinsey made a deal with Anhofors in order to extend his life, but in the end, the two conflicted, dragging the Holy Mountain and the Royal Capital into a disaster of destruction.
Among them, it is unknown.
"Let's go to the royal capital first and have a look."
No matter what, let’s go to the royal capital first and then talk about it.
At least let's see if there is still a point where it can be salvaged, and if Wang Du can take it back.
Winged demons were hovering in the sky. His Royal Highness, who was about to board the ship, pointed to the sky with some confusion and asked the people around him what they were.
The monster spread its giant wings and screamed strangely.
And the shadows they cast on the islands are extremely unsettling.
A mentor from the temple told him: "It is a winged demon that has signed a spiritual contract with the Temple of Truth, a demon that can fly."
"Don't worry, Your Highness, this is the third generation of winged demons cultivated. It does not have the ideological impurities that the first generation of winged demons inherited from the cursed seal spirit. It is relatively docile."
"It's too slow to go there by boat. Let's fly to the royal capital."
His Highness the Prince did not understand the difference between the first generation and the second generation monsters at all, the professional terminology used by the priests, but he knew that the Temple of Truth already had the power to fly.
And this is not an isolated case, it is the power of flight that has begun to become popular.
"Has the Temple of Truth gone so far beyond the times? Even the sky has been conquered by them."
From this moment on, His Royal Highness began to have a different view of the Temple of Truth.
Next, the nine ritual temples will definitely lose control. As they become stronger and stronger, they will become more and more difficult to be controlled by the royal family. Perhaps they can borrow more power and priests from the Temple of Truth.
It was also from this time on.
Priests who came from the Temple of Truth went from being constantly suppressed and excluded, to being reused and becoming the core of Xiinsai's power.
The Winged Demon spread its wings and whipped up a violent gust of wind.
Lan En, on the other hand, flew away into the distance using his miracle prop, the Wings of Controlling the Wind. If the Winged Demon was flying with the power of the wind, then Lan En could be said to be the master of the wind at this moment.
He can control the airflow at will, constantly accelerating and flying, and even drives the winged demons to accelerate together.
It didn't take long for them to cross the sea and arrive at the royal capital before dark that day.
This speed.
It was incredibly fast, at least it completely exceeded His Highness the Prince's imagination.
Winged demons hover in the sky above the Holy Mountain.
As the sun sets, a haze hangs over the holy mountain.
In the silent city, there are densely packed "statues" on the streets, and transparent and illusory wandering figures sometimes appear and wander in the corners of the city.
The prosperous capital city of the past is gone, and only a forbidden land of death remains.
This is a graveyard for tens of thousands of Trefoils.
They are dead, but not completely dead.
Life is clearly over, but I can't sleep peacefully.
They never transcend.
They are trapped here forever and ever.
Repeating everything in their lives over and over again, until one day someone comes to rescue them.
or.
Until eternity.
"This... the city of Servants of God... this is the city of Servants of God and the Temple of the Sky!"
"How could it be like this? How could it be like this?"
His Royal Highness, the prince above the Winged Demon, had just seen the tragic image of the royal capital. He couldn't help crying. This time, his emotions were true.
"This is purgatory!" The temple instructor couldn't help but shudder. He had never seen such horror.
"God's punishment is nothing more than this!" Others looked at this and couldn't help but feel horrified.
Lan En also saw those ghosts, the dead who were obviously dead but didn't know it, repeating the actions of their lives.
"This is a city trapped in time."
"Everyone is obviously dead, but they are forcibly kept here by time."
He flew downwards with the miraculous item Wind Controlling Wings, but he immediately felt something was wrong.
A strong malice enveloped him, and something was looking at him.
But that thing is also trapped in the Holy Mountain, and its power cannot be extended without restriction.
He felt that as long as he went down further, he would be caught by the other party and dragged down directly to become one of the countless ghosts.
He let out a loud shout.
"No, stop."
"You can't go in."
The temple instructor who followed him immediately controlled the Winged Demon to stop and looked at Lan En.
Although they didn't know why, they trusted Lan En's judgment extremely.
Lan En activated his mythical organ, and his brain radiated light.
A strange field spread with him as the center, exploring downwards.
His perspective changed from a realistic perspective to a field-centered perspective.
He broke boundaries.
I saw things that should not exist in this world.
Lan En saw a terrifying and huge bottle that contained the entire holy mountain, and behind the holy mountain, there was a life form that transcended the mortal world.
Its name is Myth.
It was a shadow made of light and dust, a huge figure, and it looked like a sacred tree.
"what is that?"
The moment Lan En saw that thing, he was almost scared out of his wits. For a moment, he thought he saw an existence like Sally, the mother of life.
Although it does not have the kind of power that transcends all life, the pressure of the complete form of mythical life is fully revealed.
Lan En could be said to be feeling cold all over. He could not imagine that such an existence would appear in the world of the Three Leaf People.
The shadow also saw Lan En and grinned at him.
"Sage Lan En."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Anhofors had studied at the Temple of Truth for a long time. He knew Lan En, but he was not the Sage of Truth at that time.
Lan En asked him: "Who are you?"
The being answered him: "I am Anhoforth."
Lan En flatly rejected: "No way, you are definitely not Anhofors."
The being laughed, and he loved to have conversations with such smart people: "I was created by Anhofors, the little man in the bottle."
Lan En then asked him: "Is everything here caused by you?"
Anhofors, the villain in the bottle: "It was caused by Anhofors. In order to fulfill his ideal of exploring the secret of immortality, he sacrificed everyone here as sacrifices."
"And I am the eternal life he pursues."
Lan En fully understood what happened here, and he spoke.
"The people here are already dead, why are you still imprisoning them?"
"Let them go and return the royal capital and the holy mountain to Xiinsai."
"We can pay for it."
The words of Anhofors, the villain in the bottle, turned cold for a moment. His eyes looked at Lan En with strong malice, as if his words had angered him.
"Why should I let them go?"
"Why should I bear the eternal loneliness alone? I want them to accompany me together and stay with me forever and ever."
"None of these people can escape."
"Especially Anhofors, he will be here forever..."
The more the little man in the bottle talks, the angrier he becomes.
The terrifying power shot straight into the sky, directly smashing the formation of the winged demons in the sky to pieces.
The Winged Demon fell into madness, and everyone almost fell down.
In the end, Lan En used the miraculous item, the Wings of Wind Control, to take them away from the Holy Mountain, but no one dared to take a step closer.
"What on earth is that?" Although others did not see the figure, they also felt the terrifying aura.
"Is that what caused the disaster?" someone asked Lan En.
Lan En kept staring at the Holy Mountain: "Anhofors actually created a mythical life, an eternal existence."
Although he didn't know it, the little man in the bottle only possessed an unstable mythical life form.
It can only exist in a magic bottle, so it can only be a magical prop.
Lan En suddenly remembered Haru, he was also a genius.
Haru was not only the founder of the new ritual formation, but the first monsters also came from his hands.
"What a pity."
"Haru and your students."
Lan En regretted that he had not gone to retrieve Anhofors himself before. If he had brought him back to the Temple of Truth, the outcome might have been completely different.
"If we can get them back on track, maybe they can achieve greater results."
"They become a force for civilization to move forward instead of going down the wrong path."
But at this time it was too late to say anything, and it was too late.
Even if he is a fourth-level divine priest, he can only stand back when faced with the original sin field of the magical tool, the villain in a bottle.
As long as all living creatures dare to step there, they will fall into madness in an instant and be swallowed up by the desires of thousands of people.
"Let's go!"
"go back."
"This place has become a forbidden place for mortals. No one should come here anymore."
The prince was still unwilling: "Can't you even get back the scepter of Xiinsai?"
The Scepter of Hinsa is a symbol of royal power since the Crown of Wisdom was lost.
As something left behind by the First King Lederiki, it is extremely sacred to everyone.
They even lost the last relic left by the First King.
Not only that, the chapter of Saint Tito enshrined in the Temple of the Sky, the sacred objects passed down from generation to generation, were all lost in this forbidden area of death.
"Temple of the Sky."
"Holy Mountain."
"Everything is gone."
When leaving, His Highness the Prince was reluctant to leave.
Lan En looked at His Highness the Prince and said to him seriously.
"Your Highness."
"From now on, you will be the next generation king of Xiinsai. You must be prepared."
Lan En's words immediately made His Highness the Prince's eyes light up. With his help, he would be guaranteed the throne.
Although Lan En did not want to interfere with the transition of kingship in Xiinsai, he could not just sit back and watch Xiinsai split like this. There would definitely be another big melee.
Even if change is needed, it is not at this time.
It is not such a transformation.
The development brought about by the Ritual Era has not come to an end yet. Stability and peace are what everyone needs.
The sixth prince asked Lan En: "Go back, where are we going?"
Lan En said: "Move the capital!"
"The former royal capital of Xiinsai was the city where the gods descended. It's better to go back there."
"But it's still up to you, Your Highness, to make your own decision."——
Dream world.
Sheila, the messenger of God, entered through the gate of the kingdom of God and floated all the way to the land given by God.
In the garden, little fairies pretending to be Cups of the Sun floated up and surrounded Sheila.
It soothed the uneasiness in Sheila's heart.
She entered the temple and said somewhat sadly.
"god!"
"It's so tragic."
Yin Shen was sitting in front of the window on the left side of the temple, looking at a mirror.
In the mirror, it was the little man in the bottle.
Both the life tool, the divine creature, and the villain in the bottle of the magic tool have the power of eternal life, and they belong to two different paths.
But their eternal life is more or less problematic.
A deformed eternal life, an incomplete eternal life.
This is the first life form composed entirely of mythical blood that has wisdom and power. Only wisdom and power that has been passed down from generation to generation can have such a huge power of divine blood.
"Can a life of wisdom and power gain eternal life as long as it becomes a mythical life?"
"Anhofors failed. What he created was just an unstable mythical life, which should be missing some key factors."
Yin Shen stood up and looked at the melancholy goblin: "Your ability to empathize is too strong. Such a goblin will easily have his dreams broken."
The goblin walked to Yin Shen's side with small steps and acted coquettishly towards him.