Sauburn, he is dead, but not completely dead.

He turned into a spirit body.

The Ghost Clan was originally just a derivative born by the villain in the bottle to sacrifice and deprive mortals, and it was a plaything that was radiated by the villain in the bottle.

The lowest-level ghost is not wise, even the first-order power person can't be counted.

Because the power of wisdom has been taken away, only part of their spirituality and past memories remain in their bodies. It is not so much a species, but more like a transparent book engraved with memories.

In the last era.

After the final battle of the holy mountain, Asai released all the ghosts, and this world no longer exists.

At this moment, Xiuborn obviously still has consciousness.

He is not an ordinary ghost.

"What's wrong with me?"

"I'm not dead?"

He lowered his head and could see a light emitting object in his chest.

He immediately recognized that it was the god-given thing he had previously received.

Because he wanted to understand what role and power this prop had, and because it was not big, he had been carrying it with him recently.

Unexpectedly, in the end this thing held him at the end of death.

It's stuck.

But did not pull it back.

Because no one is sure whether he is dead or alive in this state.

"wrong!"

"That's my body."

The moment he lowered his head, he also saw a scorched corpse under his body.

He was horrified, he couldn't understand what was going on.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a beam of light shining down from a high place.

Then he raised his head again and saw a gap between reality and illusion.

And inside.

There is a huge and broken door.

There are complicated and mysterious patterns depicted on the door, which looks like a big tree and a map of bifurcated routes.

It is so dilapidated, revealing the charm of ancient and vicissitudes.

Chain after chain was entangled and tied to the door, as if the existence inside did not want people to open it easily.

suddenly.

Sauburn had a kind of enlightenment, which was the creation of the gods.

That hand bone is the only key to this door.

This door does not exist in this world, and only with Porik's right hand can it find its existence in the gap between reality and illusion.

However, in the eyes of Sauburn, he thought he was going to the kingdom of God.

"Am I called by God?"

Sauburn was a little excited, he had too many questions.

He wanted to ask his god, why he brought such a huge disaster to the city of Evel.

They believed in the gods so piously, why did they usher in such an end in the end.

Sauburn walked up to the sky quickly step by step, the earth lost its attraction and restraint to him, and the sky seemed to have an invisible staircase.

He crossed the boundary between illusion and reality.

The gate of truth was not summoned to the world by him, so it was Shubern who left the world to the edge of illusion.

He watched the clouds, sky, and sun all disappear, and he appeared in an unknown dark area.

He stepped up in the darkness.

In the end, he came to the door of truth.

Complementing the huge door is a broken base suspended in the void.

You can see a large number of stones floating in the darkness. I don't know how long it has been for this gate of God to become so incomplete.

On the right side of the pedestal stood a "person".

However, the moment Xiuborn saw him, he didn't know if the other party could call him a human.

The other party appeared suddenly, at least he didn't exist until Shubun appeared.

He is tall, with a layer of bone armor covering his whole body and face.

He wore a smock, which was much more gorgeous and exquisite than the clothes of a snake-man, as if there were no gaps in sight, and the patterns on it were even more exquisite as the costumes of the gods in the myth.

But as soon as he got closer, Xiuburn saw that the opponent's body was transparent.

Xiuburn even noticed that the opponent's right hand was missing.

He suddenly looked at the right hand bone that supported his transparent body, and he faintly understood something.

That right hand is the one in front of him, a species completely different from the snake man.

A "person" who has been dead for so many years.

"Who are you?" Sauburn asked.

The other party's expression was a little blank and the answer was blank.

"I'm Polrick, a ghost."

"A follower of Asai."

Although the two of them have language barriers, the way of communication of the intelligent and powerful people is directly at the heart.

Suburne asked: "Why did I come here?"

Polrick's ghost raised his head and looked at Sauburn.

"You are a witch spirit."

"It's also the first witch spirit in the world."

"It was the first servant created by Asai after he became a god. It was his priest in the world."

"People from another era, I slept for too long and too long, and finally I am waiting for you."

Xiuborn immediately shook his head, and he said in horror.

"No, no, no."

"I am not a servant of your god, I am a believer in the rule of life."

Polrick's ghost did not speak, but stood quietly on the spot.

But it didn't take long, Xiubern couldn't help but said.

"What is a witch spirit?"

Polrick’s ghost immediately explained: "It is a priest who can only be created by true myths, a brand new kind of intelligent power."

"You carry part of the power of the gods, and you also carry part of the knowledge of the gods."

"But you haven't entered behind the door of truth, so you haven't got the knowledge of the gods."

"You didn't really have a successful conversion."

Xiuburn asked Polrick: "Then you are a shaman too?"

Xiuborn could feel that the other party had existed for countless years.

"Can Wu Ling live so long?"

Ghost Polik shook his head. In his time, Asai had not yet become a real myth, but a reincarnated person.

"I am a ghost."

"A dead thing, a book with memories."

"A dead thing, a stone, no matter how long it exists, what meaning does it have?"

The ghost Polrick stared at Sauburn: "And you are alive, a living witch."

"This is a gift from Asai to you and a gift from the gods."

At this time, Xiuburn also noticed that Polrick might be right, that the other party was a dead thing.

Because his answer is like a dialogue that has already been calculated.

Suburne then asked: "So?"

"Which **** is your god?"

"What are you waiting for here again?"

Ghost Polick said: "My **** is the **** of truth and knowledge, and I am here waiting for someone who can open the door in this era."

"The God of Truth and Knowledge is asleep, and He lives in his own dream."

"He has long become a myth, but he has also long been forgotten."

"He wants to sleep forever, but I know he will wake up one day."

"In the endless cycle, his power has reached its limit, and no one will sacrifice knowledge and truth to him anymore."

The ghost of Polrick's voice seemed to have become desolate. It may be that when he was designing this passage, he also had endless sighs and sighs in his heart.

"But I know, everyone knows."

"The eternal Creator will return one day, and everything will begin in the next era."

"Truth and knowledge are also destined to be inherited forever."

Like the demigods of life power, if the demigods of wisdom and power cannot find a way forward, their power will be stuck at a limit.

Porik the Ghost came forward suddenly.

Step by step, finally stood in the middle of the door.

He stretched his arms towards Sauburn and asked him loudly.

"People of another age, you are willing to inherit this truth and knowledge."

As the ghost Polrick finished speaking, the chain on the door of truth trembles.

A gap suddenly appeared in the tightly bound door of the myth.

The light inside that door shone out, completely submerging the body of the ghost, Polik, in the sea of ​​light, and also swallowing Xiuborn.

At that moment.

He saw countless pictures and memories flowing by his side, where it seemed to record all the knowledge of another era and another civilization.

This knowledge turns into clouds and into the sea.

But at the core of everything, what exists is an island-like illusory world.

finally.

He saw the illusory world frozen in time.

Polik seems to have traveled through time and came to the era two hundred million years ago.

The time here is no longer flowing, everything is fixed.

The people and things here, the stories here, everything that has happened, are all left behind by a powerful force.

It seems that a great existence is unwilling to leave this time.

He wants to stay in this age forever.

The vast and primitive land was a desolation that Shubun had never seen before, so desolate that Shubun thought that there could be no life in this world.

But in such a world, there is a prosperous city far surpassing snake people.

A city that is so old for them that it can be traced back to the source of time.

And this city hasn't functioned for a long time.

Because it has completely cut off its contact with the outside world, and it has arrived here from the outside world without new knowledge and truth for hundreds of millions of years.

The **** who controls this place has also fallen into silence in the endless time.

but.

Sauburn heard countless people calling for a name, like a mountain whirring and a tsunami coming from all directions,

"The **** of truth and knowledge."

"Asai, Asai who defeated and killed the demons."

"A person who has opened up the existence of the age of mythology and uncovered the mystery of eternal life in search of the truth."

"Ann Horfoss."

"He opened the box and closed the box himself."

"..."

It was another era, and a group of races who created ancient civilizations remembered and called out to this god.

Xiuburn was dizzy by the impact of these sounds, but it was also at this moment that he completely recovered.

He found that he was still standing in front of the door.

He did not enter the world inside the door.

All that was just now was that he saw the mirror image inside the door through that gap.

He can feel it.

One step forward can gain powerful strength, get a chance to live again, and struggle from the edge of death.

But he also knew that as long as he took one step forward, he would be tantamount to betraying his beliefs.

Xiuborn was terrified.

He was finally completely certain that he had not come to the kingdom of the Creator.

What he came to was really the realm of an unknown god.

He yelled in his heart.

"No, I am a believer in the rule of life."

"I am the chief mistress of the temple and the most loyal servant of God."

"I absolutely cannot believe in another unknown god."

He is the descendant of the mother of ten thousand snakes, and he believes in the creator of all things in this world and the ruler of life.

finally.

He did not enter the gate of truth, but fled hastily.

Polrick, the ghost, stood by the door like a statue.

He didn't stop Sauburn from leaving, let alone any persuasion.

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Shubun escaped from the boundary between illusion and reality, or it can be called the edge of dream or spiritual world.

He once again appeared in the sea in this world, standing on the big ship that was scorched black.

He just stood for a short while in front of the gate of truth, but the real world has passed for a long time.

Day turned into night again.

He looked at the scorched sailing ship full of burn marks.

Looking at himself facing the bow of the ship in a pilgrimage posture.

Although he was totally unrecognizable, he could feel his helplessness and despair at the time through that face.

"It turns out I'm really dead."

Sauburn stretched out his hand, he wanted to touch his body.

However, he found his hands passing through his body.

He is just a spirit body, unable to touch anything in this world at all.

At this time, he truly accepted the reality that he had become a witch spirit.

He turned his head and looked in the other direction, there were dead bodies all over the deck.

He suddenly made a stiff expression, his entire face seemed to be straining, and said in a voice that was almost crying.

"other people."

"They are all dead too."

At this moment, he suddenly saw a figure wandering in the dark corner on the other side of the ship.

As if he had found some treasure, Xiu Boen immediately chased him towards the other side.

He saw a middle-aged man with a crown, who was half-floating on the side of the ship walking back and forth.

He seemed to want to disembark, but he couldn't leave.

"My kingdom."

"My Loveville City."

He kept chanting these two sentences, back and forth, repeating them.

Xiuborn immediately stepped forward with excitement, and he asked loudly.

"King."

"Are you still there?"

But his king has turned into a ghost, just following the memory and speaking in a dazed manner, without responding to him at all.

Suburne suddenly remembered the words of the ghost, Polrick, and said with a bit of pain in his mouth.

"The ghost is just a dead thing, and the witch spirit is the gift of God."

Immediately afterwards, Sauburn found more ghosts on the ship.

Those royals, nobles, **** servants, and soldiers who boarded the ship have all died, and all of them have lost their wisdom and flesh, and have become a ghost trapped in this ship.

Everyone wandered on the boat, talking about things that they couldn't let go of during their lifetime.

Or panic, or restless, or missing.

Xiu Burne persistently asked everyone here, and no one could respond to him. Instead, he kept aggravating the pain in Xiu Burne's heart.

And Xiuborn himself, in fact, became a prisoner on the ship just like these ghosts.

Although he was lucky to become a witch spirit, he did not complete the final transformation.

He doesn't have any power now.

The difference with Ghost is that he still retains wisdom.

He had no way to interfere with the things in this world, he could only watch the ship drifting aimlessly on the sea.

Floating to a destination he didn't know.

"no."

"It can't be like this."

He looked into the distance, although he didn't know his position, but according to the stars in the sky, he could be sure that the city of Evel was in that direction.

"I want to go back."

"Ever City can't just disappear, our country can't just die out."

"We are the descendants of Aiweier, and the country that we have finally built up is a civilization that belongs to us."

"I can't just leave it like this."

finally.

He made a decision.

He looked up at the sky, and through the gap between illusion and reality, he once again saw the huge and broken door.

This time he was no longer passive, nor was he stepping forward at a loss.

He is ready.

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The ghost Polrick is still at the door of truth, but as long as Xiuborn doesn't ask questions, he generally won't take the initiative to speak.

Sauburn stood in front of the ghost Polik.

"I made a decision."

"I want to go in, I want to gain the power of the witch spirit."

Ghost Polik's sluggish body finally responded, and he raised his head.

"The key is in your body, and it is you who really open the door."

"not me."

Finished.

The magical prop Polik's right hand in Xiuburn's body finally radiated light, and the door of truth in front of him moved again.

The door didn't fully open, it was still bound by heavy chains.

But there was a light from the crack in the door.

The chain is not to prevent people from getting in, but to prevent the power from leaking out.

Every time this door representing the power of myth is opened, it heralds disaster.

The ray of light shone on Xiu Boen, and Xiu Boen's figure disappeared in the light.

He finally entered the door of truth.

The light brought him to the ocean of knowledge and truth according to his wishes.

He saw countless pictures passing by.

He wanted to pry into the secrets, but all he got was a flash of blurry afterimages.

This time.

He did not see the city frozen in time, but came to a huge temple.

But this temple does not look like a temple, more like a huge library.

On both sides are densely packed bookshelves with countless books.

It's just that the books here are not recorded in the form of paper pages, but are recorded on silk and silk one after another, organized into scrolls.

For snake people, there is an indescribable luxury.

But when I thought that this was the kingdom of a god, I felt that it was just commonplace.

Besides.

The temple is also inlaid with a large number of stone slabs, and bone slabs are piled up in the grid to record writings.

If it were not for the statue of the **** on the platform, he would never have imagined that this was a temple.

He saw ghosts one after another, all of them belonged to the Polrick family.

After they died, they all became part of the gate of truth.

Sauburn walked in and repeated his words again to a ghost in front of the idol.

"I want to gain the power of witch spirits."

The ghost standing next to the idol said, "Sacrifice yourself and give everything you have to the gods."

As soon as he opened his mouth, a force of strength immediately entangled Xiubern.

Xiuborn immediately felt that something very important of him had been extracted.

In this world, his body melted instantly.

He sacrificed his body.

A force entered the door of truth, condensed into one body in this temple, and finally turned into a leather book and fell.

The leather book fell on Sauburn's hands, and he immediately felt a powerful power surge in his body.

And the name of this book immediately came to his mind.

"Book of Wizards."

And his body gradually became solid.

When he held this book, he had the power to interfere with reality, and he had a physical touch.

This book is the body of a witch spirit, the foundation of its magic and power.

It is the existence created by the shaman who sacrificed his body.

The witch spirit does not have a fixed form, and after possessing the book of witch spirit, it can transform between virtual and reality.

And through the book of witch spirits and the power of gods, he can display all kinds of incredible powers.

Sauburn finally got what he wanted, and he also had the power to return to the world, and then restart everything he wanted.

The moment he raised his head.

Suburne suddenly found the mural above the dome, but it was obvious that the mural was not painted on the gods enshrined in the temple.

The existence on the fresco seems to be greater than the gods in this temple, and even more unpredictable.

Sauburn felt very strange, because this was a temple.

Who would portray another existence that is not the gods enshrined in the temple on the top of the gods?

It feels as if the other party is a **** worshipped by a god.

"What's that?" Xiuborn asked curiously.

The ghost also answered.

"The King of Wisdom."

"Ledniche."

"The eldest son of the Creator Insai is also the source of all wisdom and spirituality."

"As long as it is a creature of the blood of wisdom, it is the descendant of the King of Wisdom, Ledrich."

Originally, Xiuborn just asked casually, but the answer he got was shocking.

Before he came, he felt that he was just making a fool of himself, and he needed the power of this **** who didn't know where it came from.

after all.

He felt that no matter how strong this **** was, could the Creator be strong?

The mother of life is the creator of everything in the world, and the most powerful being in this world.

This is a fact recognized by all snake people, and it is also their unchanging belief.

But here, in the kingdom of another god.

He heard another answer.

He instantly felt his scalp burst and his body was cold.

A few simple words from the other party made him fly away, and he didn't react for a long time.

What he paid attention to was not Ledrich, the king of wisdom, but that sentence.

"The Creator Insai."

He almost asked the other person with a vibrato: "What does this mean?"

"The Creator? Insai?"

He questioned loudly, as if everything about his belief had been overthrown by others.

"What about Sally, the mother of life?"

"What about the great master of life? What is he?"

The ghost replied: "The master of the power of life, the **** on the left of the creator **** seat."

Sauburn pointed to the ghost and said, "The **** on the left of the creator **** seat?"

"Then what are you? Are you not created by the master of life?"

Ghost raised his hand, and the dome of the temple lit up completely.

In addition to the crown of wisdom above the head, there is also an eternal star standing in the sky in the background.

But the moment he saw him, Xiuborn felt the endless years and time washed by.

He saw all things die, saw the world collapse, and saw the sun fall.

But the other party will never change.

He is the supreme One, the origin and end of all things.

The ghost went on to say: "The heavens and the earth are first opened, and all things originate."

"God descended in this world."

"Insai God created all things and created wisdom and life."

"The highest source of wisdom, the origin of all spirituality, is the King of Wisdom, Ledrich."

"He is the source of power for all wisdom species, and the **** of all wisdom life."

"The King of Wisdom has decomposed his own power and made the world possess wisdom."

"It was His sacrifice that allowed everything to begin and the world had light."

The ghost's voice seems to have traveled through time at this moment, overlapping with countless Sanye people 200 million years ago, and echoing in this temple.

"We are the eldest son of God. We once lived in the garden of the Creator. We once ruled the world."

"We are……"

"San Ye Man."

Sauburn was so shocked that he could not speak, he could only stand in the middle of the temple.

After a long time, he seemed to have completely chewed up the meaning of the other party's words.

He kept chanting the name of the **** in his mouth, but his body strode on the hind legs.

"Insai God?"

"The Creator... Insai?"

He didn't believe it at all, he yelled frantically.

"What's this?"

"You are the eldest son of God, and we are only servants and creations of the mother of life."

"Our creator is just the **** on the left of the true creator God's seat?"

"Is another existence that created all this?"

Xiuborn seemed crazy: "How is this possible? How is this possible?"

"We have never heard of such a statement, we have never heard of it."

"It's all made up by you~lightnovelpub.net~ It's not in our mythology."

He fled hurriedly to the door of truth, and he once again saw the ghost Polik.

He asked the other party embarrassedly: "Who is the Creator?"

Polrick the Ghost looked at him and replied.

"The Creator?"

"Of course it's Insai God."

Sauburn said loudly, "I don't believe it."

"I would never believe it."

He stumbled and rushed down from the gate of truth and disappeared into the boundless darkness.

The light of the sun fell on him and the boat, but Shubun felt an endless emptiness.

It seemed that a big hole had been dug out of his heart, and it couldn't be filled.