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He didn't know how long he walked, or he didn't really walk at all, but just wandered in the mist and darkness above that time.

"Why am I here?"

"Where is this?"

The man kept walking.

"I seem to have called someone's name and came here."

"Whose name did I call?"

"I?"

"Who am I?"

He remembered calling someone's name and coming here, but that was a long, long time ago.

It's been so long that he can't even remember who he is.

He couldn't feel anything here, it was a feeling beyond darkness, a place more terrifying than a lightless cage.

There is no body, no five senses, only your mind is surging.

There is nothing more terrifying than this.

He didn't understand why he was locked up here, he just felt that this feeling seemed familiar.

"correct!"

"I seem to have told someone about this feeling."

A picture appeared in front of his eyes, which was himself talking to another person.

Self: "You have no connection with the universe, so from what angle do you perceive the existence of the universe? You can't even perceive the universe, so how can you perceive time, and how can you travel further on the timeline?"

That person: "So, once the soul leaves the body, it is like a ship that has lost its coordinates and direction. It is very likely that it will leave this universe and never find its way back?"

I chattered and made gestures while talking, as if I was still thinking about it.

"One possibility is that you still have a connection with the real universe, and there is an anchor point here."

"In this way, you can observe the universe through this anchor point, and as I said before, become an observer free from the universe and time."

"If you have different anchor points in different time periods, you may even become an existence that travels through the timeline as you said."

The man then walked forward, he suddenly understood something.

He needs to find an anchor, and only by finding an anchor can he escape this terrible place.

"Anchor!"

"What is the anchor point!"

"How can I find the anchor point?"

He searched around, searching in a daze in this land beyond darkness, but no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find the so-called anchor point.

"Can't remember."

"What the **** is it?"

"How do I find it?"

"I don't want to stay here, I want to go out, anywhere, as long as it's not here, even if it's a scary place."

He cannot make a sound.

He wanted to touch himself, but he didn't even have a body.

He wanted to talk to someone, but he was the only one here.

In a world of nothing.

He tried his best to let out a silent scream, which didn't exist anywhere but in his heart.

No one can hear it except himself.

Although he has no mouth, he still wants to make that desperate howl.

suddenly.

A ray of eternal light shines from afar, illuminating the man's way forward.

The man raised his head and looked towards the distant light.

It seems to be looking at someone, separated by years.

under the light.

The silhouette of a man is reflected, with black hair and black eyes.

Beyond the river of time.

A stalwart figure is following the time.

The end of the Second Era.

The Creator raised his head and looked at the other side of time. He was already used to seeing this scene, and no matter how magnificent it was, it was impossible to cause a wave in his heart.

But this time, He seemed to see something different.

"Um?"

He stared for a while, as if confirming what he saw.

finally.

He gave a lonely smile.

Another figure on the side asked curiously, "What did you see?"

He said, "I saw a familiar shadow."

"Perhaps, we will also see different fruits."

—

Heinsay World.

Fifty million years have passed since the departure of the Creator and the end of the Second Age.

The world has been reshaped, but there are still some areas that have not completely calmed down.

On the edge of the world and in the depths of the ocean, there are still volcanoes erupting uninterruptedly, and terrible distortion radiation spreads in some places of death.

By and large, though, the world has begun to stabilize.

The reorganization of the continent was completed, the ocean was endless, and the sky turned blue.

The land is densely covered with forests and plants, and the climate is warm.

Insects soar in the jungle, and thousands of dragons and beasts run on the ground, or spread their wings in the sky.

All this shows that the world can accommodate civilization and re-establish order.

Tower of Babel.

The temple above the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

The sky at this height is already black, and there is no blue sky in sight, only the eternal silent sea of ​​stars.

One figure after another came, arriving in front of the temple.

There is a round table on the square. There are a total of ten seats on the round table, and seven of them are already seated, and these are all the witches born so far.

They are the eyes of the giant gods, part of the world, and the overseers of order in this world.

The witches looked at each other, and every time they woke up, they felt as if they had passed away, as if they had rediscovered the world.

"I slept for a long time again."

"The world is completely different."

"I see greenery all over the world, and dragons and beasts everywhere."

"What a nice view."

"Yes, it's so beautiful."

"It's already a world of real life."

After chatting for a while, Earth Witch Myrtle was the first to bring up a formal topic.

She first summarized the previous meetings, and then proposed the main content of this meeting.

"During the fourth meeting, we discussed about withdrawing all the manifest powers of wisdom and power. This time we have basically completed it after we wake up."

"Then this meeting should discuss the creation of the main race of civilization!"

The Fifth Witch Council was officially held here, and the discussion was about the creation of various races that carried civilization in the third era.

"Should one race be created first, or all races be made together?"

"Life templates have already appeared, and they can be created by using the Nest of Life Breeding. This is not a difficult problem."

"The problem is can these civilizations really adapt to the environment of this world, is this world really ready to accommodate races and civilizations?"

"Always take that step."

"No matter how the order and laws change, no matter how the world changes, I believe that people can always find their own way to survive in this world."

"You don't have to rush to make them all at once, so let's do it step by step!"

"Which race will be created first?"

"Dragon people, right? They are the first race that the Master of Life used the world in the vat to deduce. When the Master of Life left, he also told the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes, expressing his love for dragons."

"Then settle it like this!"

Above the Tongtian Tower, the seven witches at the witch meeting finalized what they would do next.

suddenly.

A vision appeared in the deepest part of the temple hall.

The witches raised their heads together and looked towards the deepest part of the temple.

"What happened?" The witches stood up one after another.

"There is movement inside the temple." The Moon Witch pointed to the inside of the temple and said, and she could see light overflowing through the crack of the door. The light was so intense that it projected a trapezoid on the square outside, just covering the round table of the Witch Meeting .

"How come, the temple has been closed for tens of millions of years." The other witches were surprised.

The witches walked in together, towards the gate of the temple that had been closed and dusty for countless years.

"Buzz buzz buzz~"

The heavy door was slowly pushed open with a roar.

As the witches walked up the stairs, the sea of ​​stars above their heads looked particularly cold.

As the stairs went up, the scene in the temple was gradually revealed. It could be seen that the temple was empty, except for a seat like a candlestick.

No one sits on the supreme throne, waiting for its master to return.

Through the gate, the witches filed in, and immediately raised their heads to look at the dome above their heads as they entered.

The dome depicts the shadow of the Supreme God, and at this moment a star above the dome is emitting light, the light is so dazzling that even their silhouettes are submerged in it.

"The Creator!"

"Eternal Star!"

At this time, they finally knew what the light was. The witches looked shocked, but they still didn't understand what was going on.

But they just glanced at it, and they didn't dare to look any more, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground.

"What happened, why did the light of the eternal stars shine?" This is something that has never happened in fifty million years.

"The Creator has returned?" A witch guessed.

"It's only 50 million years." Compared with the last epoch spanning more than 200 million years, 50 million years seems a bit short.

"Probably not. When the Creator returns, the three supreme artifacts will definitely roar together. He is the source of all power in the world, but there is no such movement now." The earth witch shook her head.

Among the seven witches, it was the first time for one of the witches to see such a picture, and it was also the first time to feel the mighty power of the Supreme God.

She is bathed in the light of the eternal stars.

He stretched out his hand and watched the light penetrate through his fingers, reflecting the outline of his palm.

"Sure enough, it really exists!"

"God who created everything."

And such visions don't just happen on the Tongtian Tower, but also in the Kingdom of Creation, the highest place in the dream world.

In other words, there is the source of the abnormal phenomenon in this universe.

God of Creation.

The Temple of Insay on the Pyramid.

The statue of the creator **** suddenly burst into light, and the light swept across the walls and down the corridor.

Brushing past the ancient miraculous murals, which were carved by the **** king Laidlich according to the pictures inherited from the wisdom of the creator, they finally fell on one of the pillars.

On the pillars, high-rise buildings and wide streets are carved, and there is a back figure in the middle of the street.

This moment.

The carved figure suddenly distorted, and then continued to enlarge.

Finally, the figure turned around little by little, revealing its true face.

The figure raised his head and looked outside.

The light faded.

The pillars also disappeared.

And the kingdom of fairies under the pyramid was an instant sensation, beams of light came across the sky like rainbows and gathered in front of the temple.

Goblins leaped up one by one, floating outside the temple.

"God is back?" A goblin lay on the window and went inside to visit.

"Is Master Sheila coming back?" Someone peeked in through the crack of the temple gate.

"Ah, no, I didn't feel the aura of God and Lord Sheila." Several big goblins felt the movement of God's Cup.

"I didn't feel the breath of the Great Demon King either." The other fairies also nodded. If the Creator returns, the power and movement of the Master of Life must be the most obvious. She is not low-key.

Surrounded by them, the goblins finally discovered something was wrong.

"Eh?"

"Is there a pillar missing here?"

"What about a big pillar?"

"Why is the pillar missing?"

"Who stole it?"

"Could it be that San Rafael recovered it?"

The shadow of Shenyue appeared, and a black-haired boy walked out of Shenyue and appeared at the entrance of the temple.

Seeing that one of the pillars was missing, the expression of the black-haired boy changed.

Shocked, stunned, unbelievable, even frightened.

Then gradually calmed down, and turned into a frown again.

He never believed that someone could steal the pillars of the Temple of Creation without the permission of the Creator.

So, something must have happened that he didn't know about.

He stood in front of the disappearing pillar with a serious expression, as if he was recalling the carvings on the pillar.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something.

It was the back of a figure of God who didn't know where or when it existed.

"In the end what happened?"

—

On the Human Continent of the Heinsay World.

Purple had a dream.

She dreamed that she was standing on the top of the mountain at dusk, and there was a huge pillar in front of her. The setting sun dyed the mountains all over, and even the forests and lakes turned red.

She raised her head at the bottom of the giant pillar, looking up at the stone body whose top could not be seen at a glance.

The column body is rough and ancient, but the engravings on the column are exquisitely carved, so fine that people can't help but stop and look up.

The engraving spans time and cannot be worn away, as if every line and every stroke is flowing with immortal power, and only one pillar makes people feel sacred and solemn.

A figure in the shape of a human is faintly engraved in the center of the tall pillar, overlooking her together with the sky and the sea of ​​clouds.

Then she woke up.

On the wooden bed, the girl lying sideways on the wooden board opened her eyes with only whites.

She has an oval face, with loose hair cut into a neat line on the forehead, the outline of her face is as soft as her eyes, and her long eyelashes are stained with the morning moisture blowing in from the open window.

The girl was covered with a blanket, and the hair came from the velvet dragon beast, which is a dragon beast with long feet, long neck, long hair and extremely fast running speed. It was woven by the women in the purple tribe. This technique I don't know when it originated, but it has been passed down from generation to generation among the dragon people.

She lifted the blanket, revealing her naked body, slender and overlapping legs one by one.

Finally, the slender tail behind her can be seen impressively.

She is a dragon.

Looking out the window, she remembered the scene she had just seen.

"Unfortunately, I didn't see clearly what was on the pillar."

She was born blind, but occasionally she could see some special pictures, which would be projected directly in front of her eyes or in her dreams.

It is also in this way that she knows what color is and what the world looks like.

I know the blue sky and white clouds, and I also know what the starry sky is.

She always looks forward to more pictures like this, so that she can learn more about and see the world.

Wear a sleeveless woolen dress with a belt around the waist and a felt hat.

Picking up a string of green bead necklaces and hanging them around her neck, Zi cautiously groped out of the tall wooden house.

At the same time, a tribe of dragonmen also appeared in front of people.

In addition to the wooden houses, there are also a large number of simple circular sheds with pointed branches. There are very few people who wear clothes and accessories like girls. Most dragon people are directly wrapped in animal skins around their waists, or they are simply naked. .

The appearance of dragon people is closer to the shape of gods. Apart from the difference in the faces between men and women, the tails of men are thick and thick, while the tails of women are slender.

The tribal dragon warriors with long-handled weapons patrolled past, both male and female, and they would also tie sharp weapons to their tails as a combat weapon.

The dragon warriors saw Zi and saluted her one by one.

"purple!"

"purple…"

They shouted Zi's name and spoke a language that belonged to them alone.

Zi lowered her head and nodded slightly, as if she was returning the salute, but she didn't speak.

Zi didn't move, and only after the crowd had passed by, she walked quickly along the path that had been walked many times by herself, and walked to the path on the hillside.

She sat upright on a rock on the hillside, looking forward to the distance.

The sun rose and shone on the hillside, and also sprinkled on the purple woolen skirt.

Every day, she feels the sunrise in this way.

Even if you can't see anything.

But you can use another level to feel the existence of this world and feel the warmth of the sun.

If her eyes could see, if she looked along the hillside, she could see dense green forests spreading to the sky, lakes dotted the earth like stars, and rivers wrapped green fields like ribbons.

This is the time when life explodes.

Here, everything can have life.

This is a gift and a disaster.

In the middle of the night, the strange stars in the distance are singing; the giant beasts high above the mountains pass by the earth, and everyone who looks at them is killed; the dragon roars in the sky, burning the sea of ​​​​clouds into red black.

Powerful monstrosities spread across the sky and the land.

On the earth, intelligent species avoid these terrible monsters and struggle to survive, and Zi's tribe is one of them.

Most of these tribes are maintained at the limit of a few hundred people, because once the number exceeds the limit of a thousand people, these strange things will be attracted and catastrophe will be caused.

Therefore, once the number of dragon tribes on the land approaches this limit, each tribe will drive out the excess people, or split into different tribes, and let others find new habitats.

Suddenly, someone shouted from behind.

"prophet!"

Zi hurriedly turned his head, and then recognized the other party as a recent visitor to the tribe based on the voice. It was a dark-skinned and strong dragon warrior.

The other party came from another tribe in a distant place. It was a very powerful tribe, and it was said that there were thousands or even nearly ten thousand people.

Zi didn't know what method they used to fight against the weirdness in order to establish such a majestic tribe.

The other party came to visit Zi after knowing Zi's special ability, and called her a prophet.

Although she couldn't see anything with her eyes, she could feel the hot gaze from the man. She immediately avoided the man's gaze, not wanting him to look at her face and see her eyes.

The dragon warrior approached little by little and asked Zi.

"I heard them say, what did you see?"

"Is it a disaster?"

Although the dragon warrior heard that Zi possessed magical abilities and accepted the mission of the tribal leader and came here, in fact, he didn't really believe that Zi possessed such power.

In contrast, when he saw Zi's appearance, he was even more astonished, as can be seen from his undisguised admiration eyes.

Zi: "No, it's a very strange picture."

Dragon Warrior: "What picture?"

Zi also kept thinking about why he saw this picture, whether that scene represented anything, whether it contained any meaning and sign.

She said: "I saw a tall and big pillar standing on the top of the mountain at dusk."

And when Zi said these words, the dragon warrior's body shook, but Zi couldn't see the expression at all.

The dragon warrior's expression was in disbelief at first, and then gradually became respectful.

However, his expression became a little regretful and sad, perhaps because he understood that Zi had become an existence that he would never have, or it was due to other reasons.

He took a few steps back, saluted respectfully, and never dared to show any offense in his eyes.

"Forgive my offense, you are a true prophet."

Although Zi heard the Dragon Warrior calling herself this way many times, she had never heard of the Prophet before this.

She asked, "What the **** is a prophet?"

Dragon Warrior: "A person who has special talents and is blessed by this world."

Purple nodded.

Relying on this ability, she has indeed helped the tribe avoid many disasters. It is indeed a blessing to others, and she has also welcomed the worship of many people.

But in Zi's view, this is more like a curse, a curse of being trapped in darkness from birth.

If possible, she is willing to trade everything for a pair of eyes that can see.

She thought so in her heart, but she dared not say it.

She just avoided facing the direction of the Dragon Warrior again, with her legs together and her head bowed deeply.

Saying in an echoing voice: "Thank you for telling me."

at night.

A group of people entered Zi's tribe, they killed the leader of Zi's tribe, and killed most of the fighters.

The enemy burned down the houses of the tribe, and the corpses were scattered all over the field, and most of them fled.

A group of soldiers came to Zi's residence, wrapped her up and rushed outside. Zi didn't know what happened, but passively fled with others in the darkness and noisy roars.

"Zi, come with us."

"The enemy... the enemy came in."

"Protect Purple."

"Take her away..."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

"ah!"

She heard screams and cries of fear, and the fear of others can be seen and felt directly, but she can only perceive it by hearing, so that fear seems to be infinitely magnified.

The sound of killing shouts was getting closer and closer, and she heard the sound of people falling down one after another, that was the sound of life disappearing.

It's not nice, and it's not beautiful.

Even a little ugly.

Until she heard the sound of throwing guns piercing the night sky, the last soldier protecting her fell to the ground, blood splashed all over her collar, staining the green bead necklace around her neck red.

Zi stretched out her hand and groped around while shouting.

"Hello!"

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

"Are you still alive?"

She waved her arms in the darkness, unable to see or grasp anything.

Suddenly, someone said: "He is dead."

In the flames, she heard someone's voice.

She recognized him: "Is that you?"

A dragonman warrior from another tribe spoke up: "It's me, Prophet!"

Her eyes can see things in the distance, and see things that may be related to herself, but she can't see through the changes in people's hearts.

She was caught and taken to another tribe.

Everyone went all the way to the north, across the distant land and jungle, and finally came to a huge mountain range.

This tribe lives on the mountain.

When she arrived at the foot of the mountain, the existence in the picture she had seen appeared in front of her.

under the setting sun.

The bodies of tens of thousands of people were dyed red, and their shadows were dragged down the mountain one after another.

They faced a certain existence on the top of the mountain~lightnovelpub.net~ and worshiped.

Standing high above the setting sun and accepting all people's worship is a pillar, and the buildings of the entire tribe are built around it.

It stands in the middle of the mountains, at the junction of the sky and the earth, at the point of the setting sun.

Zi seemed to feel something: "What's in front?"

The dragon warrior looked at the sacred and ancient stone pillar, his eyes were also red.

With a sound of wonder and admiration, he uttered a byte.

"column!"

It has the meaning of pillar, and also the meaning of lofty, admirable and powerful existence.

The pillars that hold up the world, or the pillars that hold up civilization.

(end of this chapter)