Although Duma left, Afoan fell into deep thought.

The indifference and indifference of the conversation with Duma just now gradually disappeared from his face.

The Yiren unexpectedly appeared with a fourth-level power, which is also the rank called the apostle of the gods on Ruhe Island. According to legend, this rank has surpassed the limit of mortals, and the lifespan can reach a thousand years.

A thousand years.

That was the era of the snake people from the city of life, to the era of Arsine, to the era of the city of fire protection.

up to the present distance.

"Fourth-level authority, the apostle of God."

Avon clenched his hands. .

He had just become a high-ranking witch spirit, and if he faced an apostle of God with his own strength, he would have no chance of winning.

Yafuan found two other subordinate witch spirits from the Temple of Knowledge to discuss this matter.

Ezirio fidgeted immediately upon hearing what Avran said.

A quiet prayer room.

He first moved his body back and forth, then stood up and looked at Avon.

"Fourth-tier authority?"

"An apostle of God?"

"This is already a force capable of destroying us and the city-state of Evil."

"In any case, we must plan and prepare for the worst."

"And they came in a bad way, from what the winged man told you, the queen of the winged man will never live in peace with us."

However, compared to the Winged Queen, what worries Avon the most is Duma's last sentence.

"god!"

"Can it really descend into this world?"

What does it mean?

Are the gods of Yiren and the gods of truth and knowledge asleep, or are they in a sealed state, or are they in an unstable state?

He wants to come to this world?

Or are his followers trying to summon him?

Is there any relationship between the appearance of an apostle among the Wingmen?

There are countless questions in Afuan's heart, but they can't be answered.

Afran had to be concerned and worried, because although the territory of the Yiren was not close, it could not be called far. Their actions and behaviors would definitely have an impact on the city-state of Aiweier.

Avon recalled the situation when he met Duma, and said to Echirio and Nia.

"I heard anxiety and fear from her words."

"Something must have happened. What are the Wings preparing? What is their **** trying to do?"

"Does this have anything to do with us? Will it affect us?"

"even."

"Are we... are they also part of their plan?"

An incident involving a god, even its aftermath, may cause disaster to the city-state of Evil.

No one among the snake people can understand the danger of being infinitely close to the sun better than the people of Evil.

Nia asked Yafuan: "This is just the words of that wingman. Is it really worth believing?"

Avon: "I believe my eyes, she shouldn't be lying, and I will also search for evidence to prove this."

"I have already sent a team. They should have found the range of the Winged Man's territory. Next, I will send people to sneak into the Winged Man's territory to collect information about them."

"But no matter what, we have to prepare for the worst."

"If it's just a fourth-tier power user, we still have the cards."

"At critical moments, I can sacrifice myself to summon the door of truth like Lord Xiuburn, and ask God to help us."

"But this opportunity is only once, because only the third-order witch spirit can really communicate with the door of truth and arouse its power."

Avon smiled and said the cruelest words.

"We only have one high-level witch spirit, and we only have one chance."

It seems that my own life is not life, but a **** that can be thrown out at any time, an offering that has already been placed on the altar.

Niya stood up immediately, and she looked at Yafuan excitedly.

"No!"

"Lord Aphran."

"We're not going to let that happen."

Yafuan asked Nia to lean down, and nodded to Echirio.

"Remember what we said when we boarded the boat leaving Ruhe Giant Island together?"

"Everything is for the continuation and future of the race."

"Master Xiuburn can sacrifice for this, and countless people have already sacrificed for this."

"Why can't I?"

Afran's relationship with Xiuburn is like a father and son, as well as a teacher and a student, although Xiuburn did not accept him as a student.

"Lord Xiuburn once said that nothing is more important than saving the Evils."

"He gave up his belief for the people of Avier, gave up his hatred to save the people of Avier, and died to save the people of Avier."

"As long as it can make Aiweier better, in order to pass on Aiweier's blood and civilization, everything is worth it."

Avon waved his hand and ended the topic.

Then he talked about the previous topic: "This is only a fourth-order power, and it has already made us feel like we are facing an abyss."

He expressed his inner anxiety: "But what if a **** came to this world?"

"Now that the **** of truth and knowledge has not yet awakened, what can we use to resist a god?"

"and."

Yafoan hesitated for a moment, but didn't say the rest of the sentence.

But Echirio who was present faintly heard it.

Even if the gods really wake up, they are just servants and believers of the gods.

Is the **** really willing to go to war with another **** for his followers?

Nia asked Avon: "Can I ask the great God of truth and knowledge? If the Lord of Radiance is a real god, maybe we can get the answer from Him."

"If this is another real god, we can at least know who this **** is from the God of Truth and Knowledge?"

"Know whether He is full of malice or kindness towards us."

Aiqilio glanced at Nia, and said helplessly, "But the God of truth and knowledge is still sleeping."

Avon: "The power of the God of truth and knowledge has been constantly recovering. Although I haven't been able to hear his oracle yet, I feel that he is getting stronger and stronger."

"And just from the door of truth, we can get enough answers and information."

The Gate of Truth is currently able to answer many unimaginable questions, as if it is really omnipotent.

It may be because it is the manifestation of knowledge, or it may be caused by the backhand left by God Asay.

Avon could not comprehend this divine power.

But he could feel that the gate of truth was getting stronger and stronger, although those ghosts had no emotion and no self-will.

But it can judge various situations and make accurate answers.

Of course, most answers come with a price.

And these secrets about the gods are not what Yafuan can know at present. Every time Afuan asked before, he was rejected.

But this time the situation was different. They faced another intelligent race and had an intersection with another god.

Want to come in Avon.

Perhaps, the Gate of Truth will give some answers.

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The gate of the Temple of Knowledge was closed, and all the lights were turned on.

Avon crawled alone in the temple.

He held the ceremony of communicating the door of truth alone, asking for the messenger of the **** of truth and knowledge to come.

"God of truth and knowledge!"

"Please give your believers guidance and answers to our doubts."

"Which **** is the Lord of Radiance, and what is Yiren's so-called **** coming to this world? What kind of impact will this **** and his followers have on the city-state of Evil?"

After Avon finished the ceremony, there were layers of ripples on the temple.

On the murals on the dome, the colorful strokes are rendered little by little, and the thick colors continue to spread.

A door engraved with symbols of knowledge and truth burst open.

In the light, an extremely powerful ghost descended into this world, descending in front of Avon.

This time it turned out to be the ghost Polik.

The most powerful ghost and the most important messenger under the **** of truth and knowledge.

The right hand of Polik, the magical tool in Avon's body, came from this man.

Avon knew right away that the Gate of Truth responded very strongly this time, apparently because he had brought a message about a god.

The ghost Polic came to the temple and stood under the statue.

He talked to Afran in a mechanical language without the slightest emotion, and the speed of his speech was stable without any variation.

"The Gate of Truth judges that your reason is reasonable, and judges that the existence of the Lord of Radiance may pose a threat to God."

"The will of the door, the will of truth."

"Accept your request."

The ancient ghost asked him with serious eyes.

"Afran the believer."

"Are you ready to accept the secrets of the last era?"

"When you know all this, there is no room for regret."

As a witch spirit, Afran is a believer in pursuit of knowledge and truth. He has a desire for the knowledge of the gods that was once secret and beyond ordinary people.

"certainly."

"Porik Angel."

"The believer Avon is ready, ready to accept all intentions."

Ghost Polik raised his hand, and the gorgeous smock bulged up, and a force swirled around him.

Everything around has changed, mirroring everything that used to be.

Avon thought he had experienced enough, no matter how much he knew, he could treat it calmly.

However.

The truth of everything was even more astonishing and terrifying than he had imagined.

Avran saw the savage and ancient land stretching from his feet to the end of the sky.

The sky was so clear, but Avon felt the light shining from the sky was so stinging and dangerous.

This is an era without the ozone layer.

Even the sun's rays are dangerous and "cursed".

There is nothing above the ground, only endless black and brown. Plants and life cannot survive under the light of the "cursed" sun.

Except for the descendants of Radlich, the wise king.

Avon stood on the vast land, and he looked around.

"Here is there?"

Porik the Ghost: "The world eons ago, or you could call it that."

"The previous era."

Avon prostrated himself on the ground, holding up the scorching sand.

Although he knew that all of this was an illusion, and that everything had disappeared billions of years ago, Avon still felt terrible for such a world.

"Is this the case in the last era? What kind of race can survive in such a world?"

It is difficult for Afran to imagine what kind of race the life of the last era was, and what these oldest people relied on to survive in such a world.

Ghost Polik led him forward again.

dizzy.

As the screen moves, Afran sees a large city.

He saw an unimaginably great country and a more highly developed civilization than the snake people.

In such a barren and desolate world, the ancient race created a kingdom that Avon considered miraculous.

at last.

Avon saw a great mountain, and lakes as wide as the sea, with snow-salt on their shores.

The mountain and the cloud are connected as one, and a city is built by hollowing out the mountain, and piled up layer by layer.

It was a city of miracles that took countless years and generations to build. The buildings inside were tall and magnificent, full of artistic beauty that was very different from that of the Snakeman.

Even in Afoan's view, this is a city that only exists in the kingdom of God.

A city of gods.

At the foot of the mountain, there are auxiliary cities and villages and towns.

The wealth and prosperity here surpasses all of Ruhe Giant Island.

At the highest point of the holy mountain.

The sacred palace stands in the sky beyond the sea of ​​clouds.

The ghost Polik stared directly at the top of the mountain, and said in a mechanical voice.

"This is the holy place of Siyinza, the capital of Siyinza, and the belief of Siyinza."

"It all starts here and ends here."

Even though the voice had no emotion, Yafuan felt an indescribable loss and pain.

Because all this no longer exists.

People are always losing, losing the past, losing important things.

But it pales in comparison to this.

This is a race that is losing its civilization.

"Is this the city of the oldest race? Are there gods living on this mountain?"

Afran looked up at the holy mountain and was shocked by it.

Suddenly the sky changed color.

The moment to change the fate and times of the Sanye people has come.

Darkness enveloped the sky, and the clouds turned yellow.

The colorful light scattered in the sky, and a terrifying human figure stood at the end of the sky, as if in another world parallel to the present world, which was incompatible with the present world.

There is a circle behind the human figure, densely packed with complex and terrifying runes and taboo words.

In an instant, he was almost eroded by the evil and became obsessed directly.

Avran was torn between insanity and sanity as he stared straight at a myth that was utterly wicked and insane.

He didn't calm down until Polik's right hand rested on Avon's shoulder.

Afoan was still in shock: "What is that?"

The ghost Polik told him: "The evil thing that Asay, the **** of truth and knowledge, once created, is called the evil **** of the little man in the bottle."

All the hairs on Afran's body stood up all at once, and he felt that his scalp was going to explode, and the pores on the back of his head even felt a tingling sensation.

His pupils contracted to the extreme.

"Create... an evil god?"

However, the ghost Polic has not yet waited for the answer.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a loud bang.

"Buzz~"

The sound was like the cry of hell, or a heavy and huge door.

Avon raised his head, and saw the terrifying figure behind the holy mountain move.

The colorful light of original sin descended from the sky and shone on the entire holy mountain.

moment.

The entire holy mountain was shrouded in light.

The temple, the city of God, and the auxiliary city at the foot of the mountain, all fell into the control of the mythical life embryo.

Thousands of people wailed and turned into "statues" one after another.

Their lives were frozen at the last moment, and the fear and despair before death remained on their faces and eyes.

The light swept across, and everything became quiet.

"ah?"

Yafuan was so frightened by this scene that he almost fell to the ground.

The bustling world has become the ruins of death.

The god-like city of servants and the sky temple turned into purgatory in an instant.

His hands were shaking, thinking about his own past.

He couldn't imagine what kind of mood the oldest man faced with this scene, how desperate he was.

"Is this... a natural disaster?"

"The disaster of the evil god?"

This moment of disaster can easily wipe out the entire Aiweier.

nobody.

No one could survive such a catastrophe.

The pain and disasters that the people of Aiweier once thought were underestimated in the face of such a terrifying natural disaster.

The desperation that Avran once faced became insignificant in front of the tens of thousands of statues and the countless ghosts who were still imprisoned after death.

Afran turned his head stiffly and looked at Polik.

"This is not true, is it?"

"Is this what happened before?"

"Why did the **** of truth and knowledge create such a monster? Why did he bring such a terrible disaster?"

Poric the Ghost looked at Avon, noticing his expression.

"Desperate?"

"This is just the beginning."

"God Asay thought that what he created was a myth, another **** with exactly the same memory and will as him."

"He did touch the secret of truth, but he didn't expect that what he created was a freak, and he himself fell into a deep sleep the moment the evil **** appeared."

"The evil **** was born, and disaster befalls this world."

Youhun Boli looked at the scene of the natural disaster, his face was still calm.

"And in this world, the Creator is also tired of the descendants of the King of Wisdom reaching out day after day, repeating extremely stupid moves time and time again."

"No matter how much the Creator gives, the descendants of the King of Wisdom can always mess everything up."

"His gift to the lineage of the eldest son of God will always turn into a curse of despair amidst greed and desire."

"He is ready to cross time and go to the next era."

A painting appeared in front of the ghost Polik. It was a scene where an evil **** bowed his head and met a goblin.

Obviously a god.

But when facing the goblin, it is so low-profile, so humble.

For the first time, Afran understood that the race of goblins had a status beyond his imagination.

Ghost Polik continued.

"The evil **** learned from the goblin that the Creator was about to leave. He was extremely eager to enter the kingdom of the Creator, and wanted to follow the Creator into the next world."

"The evil **** wants to destroy all the bloodlines of wisdom and break the shackles formed when God Asai created him."

The screen in front of Ghost Polik started to squirm again, this time it was still the holy mountain.

But that was already unknown how many years later.

Yafuan saw the overwhelming army of Transcendents forming an army and surrounding the mountain.

The black winged demon spread its wings covering the sky and hovering in the sky.

He saw that the apostle of God summoned an army of puppets, and a large number of Tier 3 powerful people controlled various giant statues.

These oldest races seem to have no power limit at all. They can activate various laws and summon puppets beyond imagination.

Their magic is extremely powerful, and they possess all kinds of strange means.

Colossal puppet statues of tens of meters and hundreds of meters formed an army to attack the holy mountain.

And the Legion of Extraordinary with this terrifying power is nothing more than a background board in this battle, like a group of ants fighting ridiculously biting and fighting under the giant god.

Yafuan saw the sea of ​​blood enveloping the whole world, and monsters higher than mountains rushed out of the sea of ​​blood.

The Gate of Truth stands in the sky, radiating light that oppresses the world.

The terrifying dark **** held a bronze book in one hand, and waved a sickle in the other to harvest life.

They directly released the power to destroy the world.

No, not them.

It's...they.

Afran finally understood what the scene he saw now was,

"This is... the battle of the gods?"

Polik, the ghost, told Avran: "There is war between the myths."

"In the final battle of the Holy Mountain."

"The evil **** turned into a dead monarch, and got rid of the shackles of the past."

"The myth of life has acquired the power of a giant monster, possessing the divine power of immortality and destruction."

"God Asay is a direct descendant of the king of wisdom, Laidlich. He has the purest blood of the **** king and extraordinary talent. He created the evil **** and finally ended the myth."

"Brightness and glory, which are at their peak at this moment, will also begin to end from now on."

Ghost Polik stared at the existences in those mythical battles: "After that battle, God Asay chose to seal himself and enter reincarnation."

"There are sages who have successfully crossed the barrier and broke the boundaries of mythology."

"Someone escaped the battle of myths and traveled to the next era."

"Besides, I don't know if there are any myths left over from the previous era, and if there is still everything that used to be in the Kingdom of Creator God."

"After all, after the Battle of Myth, I entered the gate with God Asay."

While listening to Polik's narration, Avon watched the mythical battle that stirred his mind.

He saw Vivien, the third-generation sage of truth. At this time, Vivien already had the form of a god, which was exactly the same as the image in the temple that Avon had seen.

"The **** Suinhor believes in."

"The kingdom of blood in the deep sea rules the Scarlet Witch, the great ancestor of blood, the king of the oldest race."

But the more powerful existence next to the other party, the **** who destroyed the world, Yafuan didn't know who it was.

Avon: "Who is he?

Porik the Ghost: "Stoun."

Polik only said a name, and Avon had no idea who this was.

Only then did Afuan know that most of the gods in this era were descendants of the **** king Laidlich, and they inherited the blood of the **** king.

And God Asay is the direct bloodline of the king of wisdom, King Laidlich, the true bloodline descendant of the king of gods.

Avon looked up.

Although he couldn't see it now, there was an ancient crown and an illusory shadow on the dome of the Temple of Knowledge. Only then did he understand what the blood of wisdom was and what the king of wisdom was.

And the **** Scarlet Witch was called a sage in the last era.

All the scenes ended, and the two returned to the Temple of Knowledge.

The lights were still flickering, but Yafuan couldn't calm down anyway.

Polik finally spoke to Avon.

"We are chasing the footsteps of the Creator, and the gods followed the will of the Creator and came to this era.

"God Asay has been asleep for too long, and so have most of the other gods."

"Avon."

"You already know the past and the secrets of the past."

"Go find more information about the Lord of Radiance and determine when He will wake up."

"Use your knowledge and wisdom to find the answers you want."

Avon asked Polik: "O Messenger of God!"

"If, I mean if."

"What will happen if the Lord of Radiance, the **** Yiren believes in, wakes up early?

Polik, the ghost representing the will of the Gate of Truth, said: "Before the God of truth and knowledge is fully awakened, the highest criterion is to maintain the awakening of God and the safety of the Gate of Truth."

"Afran the believer."

Ghost Polik specifically pointed out the word believer, as if it meant something.

Finish this sentence.

In the light, Polik completely left the temple and returned to the gate of truth.

The gate of the Temple of Knowledge opened little by little, and Echirio and Nia, who had been waiting outside anxiously, immediately surrounded them.

Aizilio just looked at Avon, and Nia asked impatiently.

"Lord Aphran."

"Is there an oracle from the gods?"

Avon didn't talk about the shocking scene he had just witnessed, the secrets about the end of the last era.

If the "Book of Xiuboen" records the secrets about the creator Insay and the three masters, it is the origin and beginning of the blood of wisdom.

All Avon knew, then, was the end and the end of everything.

"I need someone to go to the territory of the Yiren to search for information about the gods of the Yiren."

"This requires a trustworthy person, a low-level witch spirit to do it."

Avon looked at Aizilio and Nia, and they were the only two suitable people.

Nia was about to speak just now, but Echirio stood up at this moment.

"I'll go!"

"The Winged Man has appeared, and most people in the city-state don't know about it now."

"You need to stay and discuss with His Majesty Sidi how to deal with this matter. The city-state cannot do without you, so it's better for me to go."

Afran: "Echirio."

"It could be dangerous."

"That is the kingdom of the winged people. They are very powerful and have many things and powers that we don't know about."

Echirio: "Someone has to go. How can we move forward if every danger makes us retreat and escape because of danger?"

Avon smiled: "I just want to remind you to be careful in everything."

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the other side.

Although Duma was declined by Yafuan, she didn't feel that she had failed.

She put on a burqa and entered the city-state of Evil, bought a lot of books, and bought various items that were very novel to Yiren.

She was happiest when she bought a manual about papermaking from a merchant.

Although the paper produced by this papermaking technique is only the cheapest and most common paper, this is exactly what Duma needs. The paper that can be produced without complicated technology and materials is what Yiren needs most at present.

Sky made Duma put a book to her nose and sniffed it lightly.

"good smell!"

She didn't say it, but smelling the smell of the paper gave her an indescribable ease.

She liked the smell very much when she smelled it in the library of the city-state of Aiweier. At that time, she thought that she must also build a library belonging to the winged people.

Duma filled several huge wooden boxes with her purchases.

Inside the box were ball-rolling balls, net ropes and vines, rough weaving made by snake people, many gold, silver and bronze utensils, and an exquisite iron sword.

They are not precious, at least not as precious as those extraordinary items.

But it is an important crystallization of civilization, the external manifestation of the light of civilization.

"bring it on!"

In the sky, a behemoth rushed down.

She summoned the Winged Demon who obeyed her, and tied the box to the Winged Demon.

Normally, she would not take the Winged Demon with her when she traveled far, because ordinary Winged Demons could not fly as fast as her.

"go back."

The Winged Demon flew into the sky, and she sat on the Winged Demon's back.

Although he didn't speak, he was thinking in his heart.

"Let's take these things back to show everyone, and show mother. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Snake people are really interesting, a lot like us."

"When you see these things, you may be shocked."

Although she failed to convince Yafuan, she felt that with these things, she might be able to convince her mother a little bit and let her change her attitude.

Sometimes war and fighting can't solve everything, and peaceful coexistence and communication may lead to a better situation.

"When those snake people can truly feel the power of the gods, and feel the benevolence and magnificence of the Lord of Radiance."

"They will definitely be willing to believe in the Lord of Radiance."

This is what Duma thought in his heart as he walked through the sea of ​​clouds in the sky against the wind.

"Faith is free."

"It is the deepest choice in everyone's heart."

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