After passing through the not-so-wide black storm and black snow embers, it was still a harsh and cruel winter outside, with cold currents and cold winds blowing into the distance, and broken ice floating on the sea.

Helfas walked in the cold wind and ice and snow, falling from the sky to the distant continent.

After hearing Chulando's experience, he had a tingling feeling. Even though he had left there, he was still surrounded by strong uneasiness. He didn't know the root cause of his uneasiness. Perhaps it was because of this that he Only then did I feel uneasy.

They are so similar.

They all came from the wilderness, became kings of all living beings, and were also regarded as gods.

After they knew a certain secret, they could no longer go back or stop, as if they were being driven forward by something.

They once didn't know where they came from, who they were, or even what they were.

They all seem to have some kind of mission.

Helfas was wrapped in the wind and snow, and his eyes became more and more dazed. Chulando's words kept echoing in his mind.

"Was I ever a madman?"

"You just stayed in the dark for too long."

"I am happy that the bird people can finally survive in this world, not from my own shelter and giving, but by relying on their own strength."

"They call me a god, and they call me Chulando who created civilization. I have to do something for them, and I hope I can do my best."

How could Helfas not feel frightened? After listening to the story belonging to Chulando, he seemed to see another himself.

The horizon in the distance gradually became clearer, and he gradually got closer to the sea.

Across the ice, he vaguely saw a man standing on the shore.

"Is there anyone who hasn't left yet?"

He thought he was a member of the previous exploration team, but as he approached the edge of the continent, he discovered that the person was definitely not a member of the exploration team.

His footsteps did not stop, and through the wind and snow, the other party's shadow gradually became clearer.

It was a woman wearing a loose white skirt. The light-colored headscarf could not cover her long hair. She held an umbrella to block the falling wind and snow, but she had the look of walking on the street under the drizzle in June. The comfort of the alley.

Her dress might have looked inconspicuous among the crowds in the city, but at the end of the snowy country, she immediately seemed independent from the world. The wind blew her skirt, making her look a little thin.

Helfas came from the sea and looked at the other party: "Witch?"

The other party nodded: "My name is Lilian."

Helfas's guess was not wrong, the other party was indeed Sky Witch Lilian.

Helfas asked again: "Are you coming to see me or to see him."

The person Helfas spoke of was naturally Chulando not far away. The other person's wisdom was given by the witch in front of him, and it was she who sent Chulando into the world in the glass jar.

Witch: "I came to see you and take a look at him from a distance."

Helfas: "Aren't you going up?"

The witch looked at Helfas as if she also had the ability to read Helfas's mind and read Helfas's heart.

"Do you think that someone like me who came from the previous era is really indifferent enough?"

Before Helfas could reply, the witch continued speaking.

"but."

"Have you ever thought that he would not be happy at least in the beginning."

"Even every period of his life was once happy, but the happiness he once had turned into a shackles at the moment he lost it."

Helfas has seen many pairs of eyes, each pair of eyes showing something different, happiness, resentment, confusion, wisdom, love or something else.

But in the eyes of this witch, he saw something that transcended everything, but he couldn't tell what it was now.

The witch said: "One of my ancestors once said that I can never get something, but I can't accept losing it."

Helfas: "The false witch."

She said, "You know?"

Helfas: "I saw her story on Skyport."

The witch nodded: "Do you think this is correct?"

Herfas: "People are always gaining, and they are always losing, whether you want it or not, whether you think it is possible or not."

The witch continued: "The root of all human suffering lies in loss. Gaining and losing happen at the same time. Whatever you choose, you are destined to give up."

"An immortal gains and possesses the most things, but he also loses the most things. He continues to gain and lose over the years."

The witch raised her umbrella slightly and looked at the black funnel-shaped storm in the distance.

"I asked Chulando what he wanted, and he said he wanted to experience what it's like to be a human being."

"I told him what he would lose while gaining wisdom, and what would be the consequences of becoming a human being with fiery emotions."

"He made a desperate choice at that time."

"At that time, he was so eager. He was so blessed with wisdom when he was born, and he was so happy that I even envy him."

"He had a choice before, and he chose to be a human being; he also has a choice now, and in the end he still chose to immerse himself in his own world."

"Every time he takes a step forward, every time he makes a choice, there is no way he can go back to the past."

Helfas: "According to this, the immortal gods have the most to lose."

The witch held an umbrella: "Gods have lost everything before. How much of your past can you hope to keep in those long years? Beyond gains and losses, what is left in the end is the eternity you can hold on to."

"Understand?"

"Just like Chulando, I can give him wisdom and strength, but I can't give him a heart that will never be erased by loss."

"My only regret is that I didn't expect that when he came out of the glass tank ten days later, he would directly integrate all the life species and jump to level four or above. He would no longer forget the past and enter reincarnation again and again."

"He can abandon the past and start over, but he can't let go of the past. He can choose to move forward, but he loses the motivation to move forward."

"He no longer calls himself Prison Bird by his previous name."

"It really becomes a bird imprisoning itself in a cage."

The witch said the most regretful words and closed her eyes slightly, and the wind and snow in the sky seemed to gradually calm down.

"It is really a sad thing to allow a person who has no desire for God to have eternity like a god."

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Helfas finally understood what he felt in this witch before.

In her eyes, life and death are just the wind and frost passing through the hem of her skirt. She has witnessed the destruction and rebirth of the world. She is used to seeing the rotation between the sea and the mulberry field.

But this doesn't mean anything. No matter how much you experience or how long you live, it doesn't prove anything.

But she possessed the desire of God over the years.

The world is not eternal, but something deep in her heart will never change.

This witch looks a little fragile in the cold wind, but when you look into her eyes, she seems to be staring at the stars, which can make you breathless.

That feeling comes not only from strength, but from something telling you that you are the ice and snow that is easily worn away by the wind of time, and she is the unmovable mountain under the ice and snow.

Finally, the witch stared at Helfas and asked.

"You have already followed the path to eternal life and become a god."

"Black-haired man, is there anything eternal that you are willing to give up everything for?"