In the quiet temple of glory.

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

The light and thin clothes could not hide the graceful figure of the Queen of Wingmen, so the loose white robe gave the other party a tight feeling.

The simple robe can only reach the elbows. She stepped on the ground with bare feet, and there was no other decoration on her body. With the holy white wings behind her, the words holy and beautiful were perfectly integrated on the queen's body. .

The winged man queen Meld looked at the statue with a dazed expression, while the eyes of the winged man girl who turned back were full of unease and terror.

"Mother."

"Are we really going to let God come?"

"Maybe God is supposed to live in the kingdom of God, and all we do is disturb his peace."

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

"perhaps."

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

Before Duma could finish speaking, the winged queen Meld immediately looked at her with extremely stern eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

"Duma!"

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

She went to God.

The sun shines in from the rear windows, illuminating the statues of gods carved out of stone.

And shadow.

It was projected on Meld and Duma.

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

"As a believer of God."

"Don't you feel the will of God? God is awakening from a slumber."

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

Meld asked Duma, "What did you encounter that made you so hesitant, made you so shaken."

"Just because you saw a false god, did your faith become unstable?"

Duma immediately said, "No!"

"I still believe in the Lord of Glory. He gave us strength and civilization, and He is our god."

The mother's questioning made Duma very frightened.

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

At least.

In the hearts of their believers.

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

The doubt she had always had was not doubting the gods, but whether her mother's actions truly represented the will of the gods.

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

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

How can one mishear the will of the gods and do things that go against the will of the gods?

Meld wanted to prepare for the coming of God. Although she was dissatisfied with Duma's words, she did not scold her daughter too much.

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

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

"I allow them to become followers of the Lord of Radiance, it is their honor and the gift of God."

Meld looked at Duma: "Put away your weakness and pity, and give mortals some harshness and punishment when appropriate."

"I hope you can do this well."

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

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

Duma has a plan in her heart, 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?"

"How can Duma help you?"

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."

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Next, the sky envoys of the Glory City launched several sacrifices.

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

There are many more sky envoys in the City of Glory.

This glorious city has become more and more like a kingdom of messengers of God.

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

And the overcrowded city of trials below gradually regained its balance.

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

In the city of trials, someone crossed the sky and flew to the top of the mountain, becoming the messenger of God in the sky.

Some people bathed in holy light and were reborn, regained a healthy and healthy body, and started their own life again.

The world on and off the mountain.

With the cruelty under this sacred cover, a perfect balance has been achieved.

The sky envoys got what they wanted, and the mortals got what they wanted.

but.

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

Because after the sacrifice, the gods have become more active, and there is no sign that they will come to the world.

In the Temple of Glory.

The winged queen Meld, who had just finished her trial in the sky, looked up at the sky.

Her inspiration and vision had passed through reality, and she saw the magnificent mythical door.

The pattern of the Way of Wisdom on the Door of Spirituality became even more shining. The original blurred patterns were lit up one by one, exuding colorful fluorescence.

"Why?"

When there was no one, when he was not in front of Duma, Meld also revealed a trace of doubt in his heart.

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

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

Two hundred years ago, the winged people were inspired by God on the sea and began to believe in the Lord of Glory.

Decades ago, the winged queen Meld opened the door of spirituality and transformed all powers into powerful sky envoys, ushering in a new era.

God is sure to come to this world.

At least of that, Melder is pretty sure.

She had heard the whispers of the gods again and again, listened to the oracles of the Lord of Light.

The great God of West Asia will return from time and time to find everything that he has lost.

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

However.

What Meld didn't know was.

The second half of the sentence, which she had never paid attention to, was the most important content in the oracle.

It is not after the return of the Lord of Glory that everything that once was can be found.

Instead, everything that was once must be found, so that the Lord of Glory can return from the years and time.

Meld asked himself, "Are there 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 wingmen, if that's not enough, even sacrificing all wingmen is useless."

Melder thought it was not a question of sacrifice.

Sacrifice is only to gradually awaken the consciousness of the gods, and other conditions and factors are needed to make the gods come back to this world.

"Sacrificial offerings alone are not enough for the gods to come."

"Other conditions are needed."

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

There is only the great lord of radiance, only the gods.

to be able to tell her.

Meld put his hands together and uttered a spell.

"God spell: light."

Light descended from the sky and shone into the temple.

A pair of wings spread out behind Meld, and eight pairs of holy white wings were bathed in light, and they flew to the sky with Meld.

In the light, Meld disappeared into the world.

Under the traction of the spiritual door, Meld walked to the edge of the dream world again.

The eight-winged sky brings a little closer, toward the divine spiritual door.

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

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

"God!"

"Open the gates of your kingdom for me!"

Meld opened the spiritual door and entered it again.

The ocean of spirituality enveloped Meld and drew her into the world inside the door. She felt like she was thrown into the ocean of ancient times, with translucent ancient creatures swimming by her side.

Meld saw the shocking picture once again, recording the changes of time and the journey of species evolution in the spiritual gate.

Under the vastness and vicissitudes of that time, she was drowned in an instant.

Not just her body, but her will,

The short history of the winged man becomes irrelevant here.

Melder finally stabilized his body.

She stood on the ocean of the ancient times, watching everything around her calling loudly.

"God of dawn and dusk, Lord of eternal brilliance."

"I am your believer, your humble and devout believer Meld."

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

Meld turned her body, and she turned her head to look in all directions, as if searching for where the gods were.

Above this boundless ocean, she shouted hoarsely.

"God!"

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

The voice fell, and Meld fell from the sea into the sea.

A fish Meld had never seen swims by her side.

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 made by the creator himself.

ancestor fish.

It was born 200 million tens of millions of years ago, because of the appeal of the first generation of wisdom king, King Lederiki, the ancient king hoped that his descendants and clansmen could survive in the ancient and wild sea and land , God Insai made it for his firstborn.

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

But just like the bloodline of wisdom, its bloodline also survived and evolved into the various marine and terrestrial animals today.

In the sea, on the land.

Countless species originate from it and are its descendants.

Meld followed the ancestral fish and followed it to the distance. She watched the ancestral fish disappear in an instant, replaced by another species, and one species after another kept circulating until now.

A whisper fell into Meld's mind, as if to tell her what the scene was all about.

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

"Reincarnated..."

"Reincarnated..."

"Over and over again... reincarnated..."

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 mortals can never understand.

Meld could see clearly this time, unlike the last time when he was completely lost in shock and dazed.

She saw the will of the gods befall different species again and again.

But they can't really come to this world.

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

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

"Are these species too weak? So they can't carry the coming of God?"

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

There was a flush on her face, and she had a terrible thought, but it was so exciting and passionate.

She stood on the illusory continent and looked at the sky.

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

"So divine!"

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

She opened her arms and embraced the sky.

She stood on tiptoe, her whole body trembling with excitement.

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

As soon as Melder's voice fell, all the pictures disappeared.

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

Meld knelt on the ground and prostrated to the god.

"Great God!"

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

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

Melder: "Please!"

"Be one with me!"

Light flooded the whole world.

When Meld raised his head, he found that he was already outside the spiritual door.

She watched the door of spirituality slowly closing, but all the patterns on the door of mythology were all lit up.

She felt that God had completely woken up, and all the power had converged on the gate, lighting up the mysterious pattern that no one could understand.

Meld knelt in front of the spiritual door, clasping his hands on his chest.

Her eyes were fixed on the door of spirituality, and the eight white wings behind her trembled slightly.

The huge mythical tree, the road to the end of wisdom, was all displayed in front of Meld.

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 taken completely has started to work this time.

The knowledge, desire, and wisdom on the door were fused together in order, and all turned into light and poured into Meld's body.

"Boom!"

Meld accepted everything from the gods with a look of adoration and excitement.

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

Light flashed past Meld's side, blowing her long hair.

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

The road to wisdom is opened again.

But what reincarnates is not the original wisdom, desire, and memory of the Glory Lord, but all the wisdom, desire, and memory that the winged people have sacrificed for two hundred years.

That filthy and chaotic power, along with the power of the spiritual door, began the path of wisdom.

The vast ocean of spirituality kept flowing out of the door, but only a small part of it finally merged into the embryo of myth.

Even an eight-winged sky envoy and an apostle of God like Meld cannot accommodate the reincarnation of the full power of God.

But it's strong enough, incredibly powerful.

The light fades.

The spiritual door also dimmed.

Meld stood up and looked at her belly.

"I succeeded?"

"Am I really successful?"

She stroked her stomach lightly, with an indescribable infatuation and intoxication on her face.

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

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

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Evir city-state.

Yafoan was sorting out books in the Temple of Knowledge, sorting and sorting booklets that smelled of books, and stuffing them on wooden shelves.

He liked doing things like this that should have been done by apprentices.

Every day, Yafoan came to the library of the Temple of Knowledge to count books, and he enjoyed it.

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

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

"When you treat knowledge with your heart, you will be able to get the richest report, which truly belongs to you."

"It's the most reliable thing in the world because of your hard work and wisdom."

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

Snake people can climb up on a pole, which is more convenient for them.

The attendant apprentice on the side was only nervous when facing Yafoan and kept nodding his head.

"I remember it, Lord Avon."

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

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

He lowered his head and said to the apprentice of the Servant of God.

"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 of the Servant of God left, he saw a gust of wind blowing the wooden window.

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 the winged people.

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

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

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

It was Duma who came.

Once again she came to the capital of the city-state of Evir, and found Avon again.

She knew that Yafoan was the most powerful person in the city-state of Evir, and the chief priest of the Temple of Knowledge.

The status of Avon is in a sense similar to that of the Winged Queen Meld.

It's just that the queen of the winged people has both theocracy and kingship, while the theocracy and kingship of the city-state of Evir are separate.

Duma has learned a little bit smarter this time, although she still looks immature.

"You don't have to test me, and don't try to know where we are from my mouth."

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

The conversation between Yafoan and Duma really had the intention of collecting intelligence. While telling her some truth about the giant island of Ruhe and the gods, he was also collecting information about the winged people.

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

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

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

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

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

"Your strongest power and authority is only you, a third-order authority."

Duma stared at Yafoan, and the three pairs of wings behind him slowly spread.

She, like Yafuan, is a third-order power.

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

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

He even had a strange feeling that his body and bloodline actually became active under that light.

Duma's demonstration of his power was not about going to war.

However, he wanted to tell Yafuan that it belonged to the power of the Lord of Light, and the power of the Lord of Light and the Wingmen was beyond the imagination of the snake people.

"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 an apostle of God."

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

"She is different from me. She will not tolerate the existence of non-believers in the Lord of Glory on this continent."

"You are very talented. If you can also believe in the Lord of Glory, the Lord will surely send rich gifts."

Avon frowned suddenly.

It was anticipated that the Winged people were larger than the Avirians. The Winged people over the millennia had not only grown into a huge ethnic group that far surpassed the Avirians, but also had more powers than the Avirians.

After all, the Evir people were originally just a small group of snake people huddled in the corner of the giant island of Ruh, and the winged people were complete on this continent.

The huge number of people does not really determine the strength of a force.

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

It is no wonder that Duma has not always put Yaphuan in his eyes,

The winged man has the power of an apostle, which is completely beyond the imagination of Yafuan.

Even true gods will not easily create their own apostles.

First, it will disperse the power of the gods. Second, when the gods need to create an apostle, most of them have some purpose.

On such a continent, what need is there for an apostle of God to come?

Aphuan was somewhat suspicious of the state of the gods that Duma believed in: "Sometimes God's excessive gifts are not a good thing."

"Remember what I said to you?"

"When you get too close to the sun, you can also invite disaster."

Duma was a little confused when she saw Yafoan say this.

She was a little angry, and the last time Yafoan disturbed her heart and disturbed her faith.

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

"I am a devout believer of God."

She was about to leave, speaking in a serious tone.

"I'm here to tell you that my mother has noticed you."

"If you are willing to believe in the Lord of Glory, you can save your tribe~lightnovelpub.net~ If you choose to fight against the power of the gods, you will only be brought to you by cruel divine punishment."

"You still have time to think, but my mother doesn't have much patience."

"She's not like me."

The winged girl Duma walked towards the door. She summoned the wind, which made the pages of the library roll and the curtains danced.

at this time.

She turned her back to Yafoan, and suddenly asked Yafoan in an uneasy tone.

"God!"

"Can it really come to this world?"

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

As soon as she finished speaking, the winged girl rushed into the sky with the strong wind and light.

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