In the quiet Temple of Glory.

A winged girl knelt in front of the statue, and behind her, the winged queen Melde faced the sun shining through the window.

The flimsy clothes couldn't hide the graceful figure of the Winged Queen, so the loose white robe gave the other party a tight feeling.

The simple robe can only reach the elbows. She is stepping on the ground with bare feet, without any other decorations on her body. With the holy white wings behind her, the words sacred and beautiful are perfectly integrated on the queen's body. .

The Winged Queen Meld looked at the statue with a fascinated expression, while the Winged Girl who turned her head was full of uneasiness and fear.

"Mother."

"Are we really going to let God come?"

"Maybe God is supposed to live in God's kingdom, and all we do is disturb His peace."

The winged girl Duma looked at her mother and said in a suspicious voice.

"perhaps."

"From the very beginning, the gods didn't need our sacrifices, everything we did was not what the gods needed..."

Before Duma could finish speaking, Queen Melde of the Winged Man immediately looked at her with extremely stern eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

"Duma!"

"Are you questioning our beliefs, or the will of the gods?"

She goes to the gods.

The sun streams in through the rear windows, illuminating the statues of gods carved in stone.

And the shadow.

It is projected on Melde and Duma.

The Winged Queen sternly questioned Duma, who was kneeling under the statue, about her faith and piety.

"As a believer in God."

"Don't you feel God's will? God is waking up from a deep sleep."

"He will return unstoppably, in this age, in this world."

Melder asked Duma: "What did you encounter that made you so hesitant and so shaken?"

"Just seeing a false **** makes your faith less firm?"

Duma immediately said, "No!"

"I still believe in the Lord of Radiance. He has given us strength and civilization. He is our god."

Duma was very frightened by her mother's questioning.

It is a matter of course to devoutly believe in the gods and dedicate everything to the gods.

At least.

It is so in the hearts of these believers.

Even if Duma herself sacrificed herself for God, she would feel that it was her supreme glory.

Her doubts all along were not doubting the gods, but whether her mother's actions really represented the will of the gods.

But in front of her mother, she suddenly felt that she was wrong.

Such a devout believer, a believer who dedicates everything to the gods.

How can you mishear the will of the gods, and how can you do things that go against the will of the gods?

Melde had to prepare for the coming of the gods. Although she was dissatisfied with Duma's words, she didn't scold her daughter too much.

"I want to welcome the coming of the gods, and I have more important things to do."

"As for those snake people far away on the peninsula and by the sea, you can go and proclaim the power of God to them, and let them know the greatness of the Lord of Radiance."

"I allow them to become followers of the Lord of Radiance. This is their glory and a gift from God."

Melder looked at Duma: "Put away your weakness and pity, and give some power and punishment to mortals when the time is right."

"I hope you can handle this well."

"If you can't do it, or those snake people can't appreciate the greatness of God."

"I will let them know what the punishment and wrath of the gods look like."

Duma had her own plan in mind, and she originally wanted to take over this task by herself.

She asked her mother, "What are you going to do for God's coming?"

"What can Duma help you with?"

Winged Queen Meld: "God needs more messengers from the sky to welcome His coming and build His kingdom on earth."

"If you don't want to do this, just do your own thing well."

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Next, the sky envoys of Glory City carried out several sacrifices.

Under the call of the gods, more people came from afar.

There are many more sky envoys in Glory City.

This glorious city is becoming more and more like a kingdom of God's messengers.

Beautiful and holy creatures with white wings serve great gods, live in cities like the kingdom of the sky, and rule over the highest mountains in the north of the mainland.

And the overcrowded City of Trials below gradually regained its balance.

At least there is no longer a large number of people being starved to death, and dozens of people scrambling for a piece of food.

In the City of Trials, someone broke through the sky and flew to the top of the mountain, becoming God's messenger in the sky.

Some people bathed in the Holy Light and were reborn, regained a healthy and sound body, and started their own life again.

The world above and below the mountain.

With this cruelty under the cover of the sacred, a perfect balance was reached.

The sky angels got what they wanted, and mortals got what they wanted.

but.

The owner of the City of Glory, the Winged Queen Meld, doesn't seem too happy.

Because after the sacrifice, the gods became more active, and showed no signs of coming to the world.

In the Temple of Glory.

Winged Queen Meld, who had just finished the sky trial, looked up at the sky.

Her inspiration and vision have passed through reality, and she has seen the magnificent door of mythology.

The pattern of the path of wisdom on the door of spirituality became more shining, and the originally blurred patterns were lit up one by one, exuding colorful fluorescence.

"Why?"

When there was no one around, and when he was not in front of Duma, Melde also showed a trace of doubt in his heart.

"We have been offering sacrifices for nearly two hundred years, and the door to mythology has been open for decades."

"Why can't God come to this world?"

Two hundred years ago, Yiren was inspired by God on the sea and began to believe in the Lord of Radiance.

Decades ago, the Winged Queen Meld opened the door of spirituality, transformed all powerful beings into powerful sky angels, and ushered in a new era.

God must come to this world.

At least this point, Melder is very sure.

She had heard the whispers of the gods again and again, and listened to the oracle of the Lord of Radiance.

The great God of West Asia wants to return from time and time, and retrieve everything he has lost.

She remembered the previous sentence clearly, and she recited it countless times in her heart when she was praying.

However.

What Melder didn't know was.

The second half of the sentence that she has never paid attention to is the most important content in the oracle.

It is not after the return of the Lord of Radiance that everything in the past can be recovered.

Instead, it is necessary to find everything in the past, so that the Lord of Radiance can return from the years and time.

Melder asked himself: "Is it because there are not enough sacrifices?"

Then she immediately denied the question: "No, it shouldn't be like this."

"Two hundred years of sacrifices have sacrificed so many Yiren. If this is not enough, it will not be effective even if all the Yiren are sacrificed."

Melder thinks it's not a matter of sacrifice.

Sacrifice is only to gradually awaken the consciousness of the gods, but for the gods to descend into this world again, other conditions and factors are needed.

"Sacrifice alone is not enough for the gods to descend."

"Other conditions are required."

And this answer can only be found within the door of spirituality.

There is only the great Lord of Light, there are only gods.

to be able to tell her.

Merde clasped his hands together and uttered the incantation.

"Spell: Light."

Light fell from the sky and shone into the temple.

A pair of wings spread out behind Melder, and eight pairs of holy white wings were bathed in light, leading Melder to fly into the sky.

In the light, Meld disappeared into the world.

Under the guidance of the spiritual gate, Melde walked to the edge of the dream world again.

The eight-winged sky makes a little closer, towards the sacred spiritual door.

The giant door in her eyes is getting bigger and bigger, so big that she can't fully take this giant into her sight.

She stood at the foot of this door and held out her hand.

"God!"

"Open the door of your kingdom for me!"

Melder pushed open the spiritual door and entered it again.

The ocean of spirituality enveloped Melde and drew her into the world inside the door. She felt that she was thrown into the ocean of the ancient times, and one translucent ancient creature after another swam by her side.

Melder once again saw the shocking picture, recording the changes of the years and the evolution of species at the gate of spirituality.

Under the vastness and vicissitudes of that time, the insignificant her was submerged in an instant.

Not only the body, but also her will,

The short history of the Yiren becomes trivial here.

Melde finally stabilized his figure.

Standing on the ocean in the ancient times, she looked at everything around her and called out loudly.

"God of dawn and dusk, lord of eternal light."

"I am your follower, your humble and pious follower Meld."

"I heard your call, I obey your will, I will help you come to this world at all costs, even if I sacrifice everything I have, I am willing."

Melde spun her body, she turned her head and looked around, as if she was looking for where the **** was.

Above this boundless ocean, she shouted hoarsely.

"God!"

"If you hear my wish, please guide me!"

After the words fell, Meld fell from the surface of the sea into the sea.

A fish Melder had never seen swam past her.

The fish flicked their tails comfortably, swam across the blue and clear sea, and headed for the depths of the ocean.

It is the oldest fish in the world, a species created by the Creator himself.

Archaeopteryx.

It was born 200 million to tens of millions of years ago because of the appeal of the first wise king, King Laidlich. This ancient king hoped that his descendants and clansmen could survive in the ancient wild ocean and land. , because God Sai made it for his firstborn son.

Countless years have passed, and it has long since disappeared along with the Sanye people.

But just like the blood of wisdom, its blood has survived and evolved into various marine and land animals today.

In the sea, on the land.

Countless species have originated from it and are descended from it.

Melde followed the archeopteryx and went to the distant place with it. She watched the archeopteryx disappear in an instant, replaced by another species, and one species after another continued to cycle until now.

A whisper fell into Melder's mind, as if telling her what this scene was about.

"Wisdom...the road...reincarnation!"

"Reincarnation..."

"Reincarnation..."

"Reincarnation again and again..."

There was no emotion in that voice, but it made people feel endless desolation.

200 million years of reincarnation, rebirth and death again and again.

That is something that mortals will never understand.

This time Melde saw it very clearly, unlike the last time when he was completely immersed in shock and was confused.

She saw the will of the gods descending on different species time and time again.

But none of them can really descend into this world.

In the whirlpool of the sea, she saw the ocean ebb, and saw plants and animals crawling onto the land.

She stood on the shore and watched the two-finned fish crawl into the swamp.

"Are these species too weak? So they can't carry the descending of the gods?"

Melder seemed to have found the answer and knew the truth of everything.

There was a flush on her face, and she had a terrifying thought, but the thought was so exciting and enthusiastic.

She stood on the illusory continent, looking at the sky.

"If there is no other life in this world that can carry the magnificence of the gods, and if the gods can't really come to this world."

"That's so divine!"

"Let the humble me, let your believers be your gate to this world!"

She opened her arms and embraced the sky.

She stood on tiptoe, trembling with excitement.

"Let the god... be born from my body!"

As soon as Melde finished speaking, all the pictures disappeared.

The entire world inside the door turned into darkness, and a huge vortex appeared within the darkness, as if a huge eye was watching Meld.

Melder knelt on the ground, prostrating himself to the god.

"Great God!"

"Please forgive the humble me, your tiny dust-like follower Meld gave birth to such an idea."

"But if you really need it, please use my body."

Meld: "Please!"

"Merge with me!"

The light flooded the whole world.

When Melde raised his head, he found that he was already outside the spiritual gate.

She watched the spiritual door slowly close, but the patterns on the entire mythical door were all lit up.

She felt that the **** had completely awakened, and all the power gathered on the gate, lighting up the mysterious pattern that no one could understand.

Melde knelt in front of the spiritual door, clasped his hands together in front of his chest.

Her eyes were fixed on the spiritual door, and the eight white wings on her back trembled slightly.

The huge mythical tree and the road leading to the end of wisdom were all displayed in front of Melder.

Two hundred million years.

For 200 million years, it has been stuck at the first step, and the road of wisdom that has never been completed has started to fully operate this time.

According to the order, the knowledge, desire, and wisdom above the door were fused together, and all turned into light and poured into Melder's body.

"Boom!"

With a gesture of looking up, Melder accepted everything about the **** with a pious and excited expression.

She is willing to be a prop for the gods to come to this world.

The light passed by Meld's side, blowing her long hair.

The endless power turned into the light of myth and poured into Melder's stomach, turned into the seed of life, and condensed into an embryo exuding the power of myth.

The road of wisdom has opened again.

However, it is not the original wisdom, desires, and memories of the Lord of Radiance that carry out reincarnation, but all the wisdom, desires, and memories of Yiren's sacrifices in the past two hundred years.

The filthy and chaotic power, along with the power of the spiritual gate, started the path of wisdom.

The sea of ​​spirituality, which is as vast as a vast ocean, continuously flows out of the door, but only a small part finally merged into the birth of mythology.

Even an eight-winged sky angel and an apostle of God like Melde cannot accommodate the full power of God to be reincarnated.

But it was strong enough, unbelievably strong.

The light faded.

The gate of spirituality also became dimmed.

Melde stood up, and she looked at her abdomen.

"I succeeded?"

"I really succeeded?"

She gently stroked her belly, with an indescribable fascination and intoxication on her face.

It's just that Melder didn't see it.

One of the feathers on the white wings behind her quietly turned black at this moment.

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City-state of Evel.

Afran is sorting out the books in the Temple of Knowledge, sorting out book after book that exudes the fragrance of books, and stuffing them on the wooden shelf.

He likes to do this kind of thing that should be done by apprentices.

Afran would come to the library of the Temple of Knowledge to count the books every day, enjoying it very much.

He wrapped himself around the ladder post, and said to the apprentice who was holding a book under the ladder.

"Knowledge is sacred, and we should treat it with the most pious heart."

"If you treat knowledge with your heart, you will be able to get the richest reward, the reward that really belongs to you."

"It is obtained by virtue of your hard work and wisdom, and it is the most reliable thing in this world."

The snake man's ladder is very distinctive, it is not layer by layer, it is more like a pillar with patterns and ravines.

Snake people can climb up on the pillars, which is more convenient for them.

The God Servant Apprentice on the side was only nervous when facing Afuan, and kept nodding his head.

"I remember, Lord Aphran."

Although he remembered this sentence, he didn't understand the deep meaning of Afoan's words.

Yafuan suddenly turned his head and glanced out the window, his pupils shrank slightly.

He lowered his head and said to the apprentice apprentice.

"You go out first, I want to read a book for a while."

"Don't let anyone come in and disturb me."

As soon as the apprentice God Servant left, he saw a gust of wind blowing the wooden windows.

A beautiful winged girl appeared in the library, looking at the surrounding bookshelves.

She was thinking that one day she must also build such a library for Yiren.

Although her understanding of knowledge is not as thorough as that of Avon, she can also understand the importance of written records to a civilization.

Without writing, without records, a civilization can never grow.

At this time, Yafuan spoke first: "I know you will definitely come again. It took a lot of time to fly all the way here, right?"

It was Duma who came.

She came again to the capital of the city-state of Evel, and found Avon again.

She learned that Aphran was the most powerful man in the city-state of Evil, and the chief servant of the Temple of Knowledge.

Afran's status is, in a sense, similar to that of the Winged Queen Meld.

It's just that the Queen of the Wingman has both theocratic power and kingly power, while the city-state of Evil has separate theocratic power and kingly power.

Duma learned a little smarter this time, although she still looked immature.

"You don't need to test me, and don't try to find out where we are from my mouth."

Duma warned Avon: "Don't try to approach and find us, it will bring disaster to you."

The conversation between Yafuan and Duma was really about collecting information. While telling her some truths about Ruhe Giant Island and the gods, she was also collecting information about the Winged Man.

Duma also has her own purpose in coming this time, she is more direct.

"If you can get more, can you also change your belief?"

Avon smiled: "What belief is more reliable than belief in knowledge and truth?"

Duma didn't understand the deep meaning of Afoan's words, she frowned suddenly.

"Although you also have the protection of gods, the Lord of Radiance is more benevolent and generous than your gods."

"Your most powerful and powerful person is only you, a third-order powerful person."

Duma stared at Avon, and the three pairs of wings behind her slowly opened.

She, like Yafuan, is a third-tier authority.

Afran's expression became serious, and he could feel the power behind the wings.

When he saw that light, his own inspiration reminded the other party that he was a huge threat.

He even had a strange feeling that his body and blood became active under the light.

Douma didn't want to start a war by showing his strength.

However, he wants to tell Avon about the power of the Lord of Radiance, and the power of the Lord of Radiance and the Winged Man is beyond the imagination of the Snake Man.

"If you believe in the Lord of Radiance, you can get more powerful power."

"My mother, the Queen of the Winged People, became a fourth-order power under the gift of God."

"She surpassed the rank of mortals and became the apostle of God."

"She alone can destroy your homes and destroy all your cities."

"She is different from me. She will not tolerate the existence of people who do not believe in the Lord of Radiance on this continent."

"You are very talented. If you can also believe in the Lord of Radiance, the Lord will definitely give you a rich gift."

Avon frowned suddenly.

The ethnic group of the Winged people is bigger than the Evills, and it was expected in Avon. The Winged people have reproduced for thousands of years, not only have a huge ethnic group that is far more than the Aiweier, but they also have more powerful people than the Aiweier.

After all, the Aiweier people were originally just a small group of snake people curled up in the corner of Ruhe giant island, while the wing people are complete on this continent.

The large number of people cannot really determine the strength of a force.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a huge pressure in his heart. There was a fourth-level power among the winged people, which was completely beyond Yafuan's imagination.

No wonder Duma has never put Afran in his eyes,

The Wingman has the power of the apostle level, which is completely beyond Afyan's imagination.

Even true gods will not easily create their own apostles.

Firstly, this will distract the power of the gods, and secondly, when the gods need to create an apostle, most of them have some kind of purpose.

On such a continent, what needs an apostle of God to come?

Afoan has some doubts about the state of the gods that Duma believes in: "Sometimes the excessive gifts of gods are not a good thing."

"Remember what I told you?"

"When you get too close to the sun, it also invites disaster."

Seeing what Afuan said, Duma was a little flustered.

She was a little angry. Last time Avon disturbed her heart and faith in the same way.

"Don't try to confuse me, snake man."

"I am a devout believer in God."

She was about to leave, and said in a serious tone.

"I've come to tell you that my mother has noticed you."

"If you are willing to believe in the Lord of Radiance, you can save your ethnic group. If you choose to fight against the power of the gods, all you will get is cruel divine punishment."

"You still have time to think about it ~lightnovelpub.net~ but my mother doesn't have much patience."

"She's not like me."

Duma, the winged girl, walked towards the door. She summoned the wind, which caused the pages of the library to roll and the curtains to dance.

at this time.

With her back turned to Avon, she suddenly asked Avon in an uneasy voice.

"god!"

"Can it really descend into this world?"

Avon didn't know why Duma asked this question, he frowned and said, "Why do you ask this?"

Just after finishing speaking, the winged girl rushed into the sky accompanied by strong wind and light.

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