Although Duma left, Yapuan fell into contemplation.

The indifference and indifference that I had when I talked to Duma just now gradually disappeared from my face.

Winged people actually appeared in the fourth-order power, and it was also called the rank of the apostle of God on the giant island of Ruhe. According to legend, this rank has surpassed the limit of mortals, and the lifespan can reach a thousand years.

A thousand years.

It was the era of the snake people from the City of Life, to Alsine, to the era of the City of Fire Protection.

the distance up to now.

"The fourth-order power, the apostle of God."

Avon clenched his hands. .

He has just become a high-ranking witch spirit, and if he completely uses his own strength to face an apostle of God, he cannot have the slightest chance of winning.

Yafuan brought in two other lower-ranking witch spirits from the Temple of Knowledge to discuss the matter.

As soon as Echilio heard what Alfian said, he immediately became restless.

Quiet prayer room.

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

"Fourth-order power?"

"An Apostle of God?"

"This is already the power that can destroy us and the city-state of Aivil."

"No matter what, we have to plan and prepare for the worst."

"And they are not good, from what the winged man said to you, the winged queen will never live in peace with us."

However, compared to the Queen of Winged Men, what worries Yafoan the most is what Duma said at the end.

"God!"

"Can it really come to this world?"

What does it mean?

Are the gods of the wingmen and the gods of truth and knowledge sleeping, or in a sealed state, or in an unstable state?

Does he want to come to this world?

Or are his followers trying to summon him?

An apostle appeared in the winged man, does it have anything to do with it?

There are countless questions in Yav'an's mind, but none of them can be answered.

Yafoan had to pay attention and worry, because although the Wingmen's territory was not close, it was not far away, and their actions and behaviors would definitely have an impact on the city-state of Aivir.

Yafoan recalled the situation when he met Duma, and said to Echilio and Nia.

"I heard unease and panic from her words."

"Something must have happened. What are the Wings preparing for? What does their **** want to do?"

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

"even."

"We...are we also part of their plan?"

An incident involving a god, even the aftermath, may bring disaster to the city-state of Evir.

None of the serpent-men knew better than the Evirians of the danger of being infinitely close to the sun.

Nia asked Yafoan: "This is just the words of that winged man, is it really worth believing?"

Avon: "I believe my eyes, she should not lie, and I will also search for evidence to prove this matter."

"I have sent a team, they should have found the territory of the winged people by now, and then I will send someone to sneak into the winged people's territory to collect information about them."

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

"If it's just a fourth-order power, we still have a hole card."

"At a critical moment, I can sacrifice myself to summon the gate of truth like Lord Huberne, and ask God to help us."

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

Avon smiled and said the cruelest words.

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

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

Nia stood up immediately, and she looked at Avon excitedly.

"No!"

"Lord Alfon."

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

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

"Remember what we said when we set foot on the boat that left the giant island of Ruh?"

"It's all about the continuation and future of the race."

"Lord Hurborn can sacrifice for this, and countless people have already sacrificed for this."

"Why can't I?"

Avon's feelings for Huber are like a father and son, as well as a teacher and a student, although Huber has not accepted him as a student.

"Lord Huber once said that there is nothing more important than saving the Evil people."

"He gave up his faith for the Evils, gave up his hatred to save the Evils, and died in order to save the Evils."

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

Yafang 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 an abyss."

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

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

"and."

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

But Echirio, who was present, faintly heard it.

Even if the gods do wake up, they are nothing but servants and believers of the gods.

Are gods really willing to go to war with another **** for their followers?

Nia asked Alphonse: "May I ask the great God of truth and knowledge? If the Lord of Radiance is a true god, perhaps we can get the answer from him."

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

"Know whether he is malicious and kind to us."

Echilio glanced at Nia and said helplessly, "But the God of Truth and Knowledge is still sleeping."

Yafoan: "The power of the God of truth and knowledge has been continuously recovering. Although I have not been able to hear his oracles, 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 so many bizarre questions as if it were truly omnipotent.

It may be because it is the manifestation of knowledge, or it may be caused by the hand that Asai once left behind.

Aphuan could not comprehend this divine power.

But he can feel that the gate of truth is getting stronger and stronger, although those ghosts have no emotions and no self-will.

However, it can determine various situations and give accurate answers.

Of course, most answers come at a cost.

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

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

Wanted to come in Avon.

Perhaps, the door of truth will give some answers.

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The Temple of Knowledge closed its doors and all the lights were on.

Aphuan was crawling alone in the temple.

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

"O God of Truth and Knowledge!"

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

"Which **** is the Lord of Glory, and what is the so-called **** of the winged people who will come to this world? What impact will this **** and his followers have on the city-state of Evir?"

After Yafuan finished the ceremony, layers of ripples rose above the temple.

On the frescoes of the dome, the colored brushwork was rendered little by little, and the strong colors continued to spread.

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

In the light, a powerful ghost descended to this world, and came before Yapuan.

This time it turned out to be the ghost Polik.

The most powerful ghost and the most important messenger under the God of Truth and Knowledge.

The right hand of Porick, the magic item in Afan's body, came from this one.

Aphoan immediately understood that the Gate of Truth had given a very strong response this time, seemingly because he had brought a message about a god.

The ghost Polik descended into the temple and stood under the statue.

He spoke to Yapuan in a mechanical language without the slightest emotion, at a steady rate without any variation.

"The Gate of Truth judges that your reasons are 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 a heavy gaze.

"The believer Aphian."

"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, Yafuan is a believer in pursuit of knowledge and truth, and he has a desire beyond ordinary people for the once secret knowledge of gods.

"Of course."

"Envoy Polik."

"The believer Yafoan is ready, ready to accept everything."

Ghost Polik raised his hand, and the gorgeous tunic bulged, and a force spun around him.

Everything around him has changed, reflecting everything that once was.

Yafuan thought that he had experienced enough, and even if he knew more, he could treat it calmly.

However.

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

Yafoan saw the wild and ancient earth extending from under his feet to the end of the sky.

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

This is an era without the ozone layer.

Even the rays of the sun are dangerous and "cursed".

There is nothing on the ground, only an endless dark brown, and plants and life cannot survive under the light of the "cursed" sun.

Except for the descendants of Wisdom King Lederiki.

Afoan stood on the vast ground, and he looked around.

"Here is there?"

Ghost Polik: "The world of billions of years ago, or you can call it."

"The last era."

Yaphuan was crawling on the ground, and he picked up the hot sand.

Although he knew that all of this was an illusion, and that everything had vanished hundreds of millions of years ago, Aphian still felt terrifying for such a world.

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

It's hard for Yafoan to imagine what kind of race the life of the last era was, and what kind of race did these most ancients rely on to survive in such a world.

Ghost Polik took him forward again.

Turn around.

During the movement of the screen, Yafoan saw a large city.

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

In such a barren and desolate world, the ancient races created what Aphuan thought was a miraculous kingdom.

At last.

Aphoan saw a huge mountain and a lake as vast as the sea with snow and salt piled up on the shore.

Mountains and clouds are connected together, and a city is built by hollowing out the mountain, and it is piled up layer by layer.

It is a city of miracles that took countless years and generations to build. The buildings inside are tall and magnificent, full of artistic beauty that is different from the snake people.

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

A city of gods.

There is an auxiliary city at the foot of the mountain, which is full of villages and towns.

The wealth and prosperity here surpasses all the giant island of Ruh.

at the top of the holy mountain.

The sacred temple transcends the sea of ​​clouds and stands in the sky.

Ghost Polik looked directly at the top of the mountain and said in a mechanical voice.

"Here is the holy land of Heinsai, the capital of Heinsai, and the faith of Heinsai."

"Everything starts here and ends here."

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

Because all of this no longer exists.

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

But it's nothing compared to that.

This is a race that has lost its civilization.

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

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

Suddenly the sky changed color.

The moment has come to change the fate and the times of the three-leaf people.

Darkness enveloped the sky, and the clouds turned dim.

The colored light escaped 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, out of tune with the present world.

Behind the human figure is a circle, densely packed with complex and terrifying runes and forbidden words.

In an instant, he was almost eroded by that evil and directly enchanted.

Yapuan was torn between madness and rationality, because he looked directly at a myth of extreme madness and wickedness.

He didn't calm down until Porik's right hand rested on Afion's shoulder.

Yafuan was shocked: "What is that?"

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

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

His pupils shrank to the extreme.

"Create... an evil god?"

However, he hasn't waited for the answer from Ghost Polik.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a loud bang.

"Buzz~"

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

Yafoan raised his head and saw the terrifying figure behind the holy mountain moving.

The colored 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 domain of the mythical life embryo.

Thousands of people were mourning and turned into one "statue" after another.

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

The light swept over and everything was quiet.

"what?"

Yafoan was directly frightened by this scene, and almost fell to the ground in fright.

The prosperous world has become the ruins of death.

The city of gods and servants of the gods and the temple of the sky turned into purgatory in an instant.

His hands were shaking, thinking of his past.

He couldn't imagine the mood and despair of the most ancient who faced this scene.

"This is... a natural disaster?"

"The Evil God's Disaster?"

This momentary disaster can easily wipe out the entire Aivil.

nobody.

No one could have stockpiled in the midst of such a disaster.

The pain and the disaster that the Evil people once thought was an understatement in the face of such a terrifying natural disaster.

The despair that Afoan once faced became insignificant in front of the statues that numbered in the thousands, and in front of countless ghosts who were still imprisoned after death.

Avon turned his head stiffly and looked at Polik.

"This is not true, is it?"

"Is this what ever happened?"

"Why did the God of Truth and Knowledge create such a monster? Why would he bring such a terrible disaster?"

Specter Polik looked at Yafoan and noticed his expression.

"Desperate?"

"This is just the beginning."

"God Asai thought that what he had 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 asleep at the moment when the evil **** appeared."

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

The ghost wave looked at the scene of the natural disaster, and 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 again and again."

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

"His gift to the eldest son of God always turns into a curse of despair amid greed and desire."

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

A painting appeared in front of Ghost Polik, which was a scene where the evil **** lowered his head and met a goblin.

Obviously a god.

But in the face of fairies, he is so low-profile and so humble.

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

Ghost Polik continued.

"The evil **** learned from the goblin that the Creator will leave. He is extremely eager to enter the Creator's kingdom, and wants to follow the Creator into the next world."

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

The picture in front of Ghost Polik started to squirm again, and this time it was still the Holy Mountain.

But it was not known how many years later.

Yafoan saw the overwhelming supernatural beings form an army and surrounded the mountain.

The black winged demon spread its wings that covered the sky and hovered in the sky.

He saw that the Apostle of God summoned an army of puppets, and a large number of Tier 3 powers were driving various colossi.

These oldest races don't seem to be limited by power at all. They can activate all kinds of laws and summon unimaginable puppets.

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

One by one, the giant puppet statues of dozens of meters and hundreds of meters formed an army to attack the holy mountain.

And the Legion of Transcendents with this terrifying power is just a background board in this battle, like a ridiculous bite and gladiatorial fight by a group of ants under the giant god.

Yafoan saw the sea of ​​blood wrapping the entire world, and monsters higher than the 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 **** is holding a bronze book in one hand and waving a sickle in the other to harvest life.

They directly unleashed the power to destroy the world.

No, not them.

Yes...they.

Yafoan finally understood what the scene he was seeing now was,

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

The ghost Polik told Yafoan: "There is a war between the myths."

"In the final battle of the holy mountain."

"The evil **** turned into a dead monarch, freed from the shackles of the past."

"The myth of life has gained the authority of trolls and possessed the divine power of immortality and destruction."

"God Asai is the direct descendant of Lederiki, the king of wisdom, with the purest bloodline of the god-king and extraordinary talent. He created the evil **** and finally ended the myth."

"Brightness and glory, as for the peak at this moment, will begin to end from now on."

The ghost Polik stared at the existences in the battles of myths: "After that battle, God Asai chose to seal himself into reincarnation."

"There are sages who cross the barrier and break the boundaries of myth."

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

"Besides that, I don't know if there are any myths that survived from the previous era, and whether there is still everything that once existed in the Kingdom of God of Creation."

"After all, after the battle of myths, I followed God Asai into the door."

While listening to Porick's narration, Yafoan 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, exactly the same as the image in the temple that Yafoan had seen.

"The **** Suinhoor believes in."

"The kingdom of blood in the deep sea dominates the Crimson Witch, the first ancestor of the great blood, and the king of the oldest race."

But the more powerful existence beside the other party, the **** who destroyed the sky and the earth, Yafuan didn't know who it was.

Aphean: "Who is he?

Ghost Porick: "Stuon."

Polik only said a name, and Yafan didn't know who it was.

Only then did Yafuan know that most of the gods in this era were descendants of the God King Lederiki, and they inherited the blood of the God King.

And the **** Asai is the direct bloodline of the King of Wisdom, King Lederiki, and the true bloodline descendant of the king of gods.

Avon raised his head.

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

And the goddess of the Crimson Witch was called a sage in the last era.

All the scenes came to an end, and the two returned to the Temple of Knowledge.

The lights were still flickering, but Yafuan's mood could not be calm.

Polik finally spoke to Yafan.

"We are chasing the footsteps of the creator, and the gods have followed the will of the creator and descended into this era,

"Asai slept for too long, and most of the other gods did the same."

"Avion."

"You already know the past and know 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."

Yaphuan asked Pollic, "O God's messenger!"

"If, I mean if."

"The **** that the winged people believe in, what happens if the radiant Lord wakes up early?

The ghost Polik, who represents 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."

"The believer Aphian."

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

Finish saying this.

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

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

Echilio just looked at Afion, and Nia asked impatiently.

"Lord Alfon."

"Is there an oracle from God?"

Yafoan didn't say anything about the shocking scene he just witnessed, those secrets about the end of the last era.

If the "Book of Thumbne" records the secrets about the creator Insai and the three masters, it is the origin and beginning of the bloodline of wisdom.

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

"I need someone to go to the winged man's territory and search for information about the winged man gods."

"This requires a trustworthy person, a lower-ranking witch spirit to do it."

Afion looked at Echilio and Nia, and there were only two of them who were suitable.

Nia was about to speak when Echilio stood up.

"I'll go!"

"The winged man appeared, and now most people in the city-state don't know it."

"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."

Avion: "Echilio."

"It could be dangerous."

"That is the kingdom of the winged people, they are very powerful and have a lot of things and powers that we don't know."

Echilio: "There's always someone to go. If every danger is one that shrinks and runs away because of the danger, how are you going to move forward?"

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

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the other side.

Although Duma was politely rejected by Yaffan, she did not feel that she had failed.

She put on a burqa and mixed into the city-state of Evir, bought a lot of books, and bought all kinds of objects that were very novel to the winged people.

She was happiest when she actually bought a manual on 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 techniques and materials is what the winged people need most.

The sky made Duma put a book in front of her nose and sniff it lightly.

"good smell!"

She didn't say it, but there was an indescribable ease in smelling the paper.

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

Duma filled several huge wooden boxes with her purchases.

In the box were rolls of balls, nets, ropes and rattans, coarse weaves of 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.

"come on!"

In the sky, a behemoth rushed down.

She summoned the winged demon who was obedient to her, and tied the box to the winged demon.

Usually, she doesn't bring the Winged Demon with her when she travels far, because the ordinary Winged Demon does not fly as fast as her.

"go back."

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

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

"Let's take these things back for everyone to see~lightnovelpub.net~ for mother to see."

"Snake people are really interesting, just like us."

"When everyone sees these things, they may be shocked."

Although she was unable to convince Yafoan, she felt that with these things, she might be able to convince her mother a little and make her change her attitude.

Sometimes war and fighting can't solve everything, and peaceful coexistence and exchanges may be able to achieve a better situation.

"When those snake people can truly feel the power of the gods and the kindness and stalwart of the Lord of Radiance."

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

Duma crossed the sea of ​​clouds in the sky against the wind, thinking so.

"Belief is free."

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