In the emptiness of the dream world.

In front of the door of myth that represents the truth. .

A group of ancient ghosts are watching the present world, observing the abyss sealing plan that was initiated by them but finally carried out by the Avilians.

Duma, the descendant of the Lord of Radiance, entered the back of the door and reintegrated his power with this mythical door.

She manipulated the gate of myth to get rid of the entanglement of the abyss, but she could no longer easily cross the gate of spirituality.

in a sense.

She became a kind of existence similar to Polik's ghost family.

She took over the power of the Spiritual Gate and became a part of the Spiritual Gate.

Before the Lord of Glory has really returned, she is the Lord of Glory in the actual sense.

Many ghosts saw the outline of the spiritual door, and immediately deduced the power of the spiritual door: "The spiritual door really only has the power of spirituality, and lacks the three branches of wisdom, desire, and knowledge."

A ghost stared at Nia, who had just become the witch of the moon: "The witch ritual failed, but the power has been successfully borrowed, as planned."

Another ghost followed and replied: "The magic realm is really in line with the power of the Moon Demon Jue. It seems that the Moon Demon Jue has devoured some of the power of the original Sun Cup, and it has a high possibility."

Others recorded the power of the Bone Demon King: "He has fully integrated the power of the Bone Field, and the power of the Demon Fire belongs to a new law, which is being recorded."

They watched Duma step into the door of spirituality with unwavering eyes, watched Nia use her life to perform the last magic, and watched Aphoan fall into the boundless darkness.

in front of them.

All emotions lost their meaning and turned into cold numbers and plans.

They are just a group of ghosts with no body and no temperature. What they are looking for is only the purpose and the answer.

But the next scene made the ghosts of the Polik family completely stuck.

because.

The Moon of the Gods appeared.

The silver moon didn't look as shocking as the giant monster, nor as dazzling as the Cup of God.

But the moment everyone saw him, they knew that he represented eternity.

The more powerful the existence, the more able to see the terrifying meaning behind the Moon of God, the power that transcends time and everything.

The ghost looked at the moon of the gods in the sky: "The moon of the gods... appeared."

Another ghost seemed to confirm repeatedly: "Such a low success rate actually succeeded, is the will of wisdom agreeing with his oath, or..."

It seems that these ghosts were not sure from the beginning whether the abyss vow would succeed.

Ghost Polik waved his hand and closed the door of truth.

On behalf of the Gate of Truth, he issued a will: "Stop collecting and deducing, and erase all information related to the Moon of God."

It was not until the Moon of God disappeared from the sky that the door of truth reopened.

At this time, the abyss had begun to break free from the shackles of the earth and moved towards the sky.

Looking at this scene, Polik knew that the abyss oath had been fulfilled.

"Look!"

"Xiao Zhen lost all his wisdom and memory, and became a being with no past at all."

The Gate of Truth temporarily ruled out Xiao's threat, confirming that everything was caused by an accident.

There is no plan or calculation, everything is just a calamity caused by a crazy believer trying to speculate on the will of the gods.

Pollick watched the abyss leave the world and watched the entrance to the dream world closed.

turn around.

Go to the depths of the gate of truth.

Through the vast sea of ​​knowledge and information, there is a city at the end of everything.

Anho City.

The capital of the dark river in the kingdom of Samo, the blood of the royal blood.

The entire city is just a virtual image, frozen in an instant.

But when Polik approached and wanted to walk into this virtual image and illusion, he was stopped.

"Om~"

Layers of ripples spread out, bouncing everything outside.

The city at the end was refusing Porick's entry.

It was a city belonging to God Asai, his last obsession and desire.

Polik stood on the sea of ​​knowledge and looked at the dark river capital at the end.

"Asai God!"

"Isn't even Xiao's existence enough to arouse your thoughts about this world?"

The ghosts of the Polik family don't know that what they want to do is not to wake up the **** Asai, or that Asai can wake up himself.

But what about waking up?

Does it make any sense?

It is meaningful for life to exist in this world, and wisdom has been pursuing something from the very beginning of its birth.

Even the gods are like that.

Some people seek money and power, some people yearn for power, some people seek eternity, and some people seek the truth at all costs.

Asai lost everything he wanted to pursue, he lost hope and expectation for everything.

He is a lonely soul floating in the dream world, and there is no point in the world that can anchor him.

At this moment.

Pollick finally understood.

They're not trying to wake Asai, but to give Asai a reason to wake up.

He looked at it for a long time, and finally could only turn around and go back.

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Ewell Peninsula.

A range of mountains and highlands to the west.

The mountains rolled up and down, and then stopped abruptly at the highest section in the middle.

A large piece was dug out in the middle, forming an insurmountable ravine and moat.

King Sidi of Aivil led his soldiers to search around this moat, but unfortunately there was nothing left.

The monster dens that once spread all over the country have all disappeared, and most of the monsters have been recalled in the battle of the abyss, and finally disappeared together with the abyss into the world.

Some monsters that could not be driven back were also reduced to ashes under the power of the oath.

The king of Aivil, Sidi, drove the dragon and stopped in front of the huge pit: "Have you found it?"

The knights who returned from both sides shook their heads: "Nothing was found."

Aiweier King Sidi lowered his head for a moment. The middle-aged king stalked his neck and had red eyes. After twisting his neck a few times, he couldn't help but shed tears.

"We ran to three paths, and in the end I was the only one who failed to meet together."

"I'm late."

Sidi actually got a response from the **** of truth and knowledge long ago.

He knew that Nia's ritual failed, and finally died above the abyss, at the hands of the king of bone demons, Yafoan.

But he couldn't accept the ending.

Sidi took someone to search for a long time, but couldn't find anything.

He can only go back with regret.

With the abyss bound by the oath, the Evir people who were hiding everywhere returned to the sun and the earth.

They no longer need to be afraid of the shadow of the eagle and demon hovering in the sky, and no longer need to worry about the black rain falling from the sky and the monster that suddenly broke into the village.

They returned to the city they once founded and re-established their homeland.

They established smelting workshops, pottery workshops, shipyards and other buildings that symbolized civilization, and they began to grow food and nets and vines on a large scale again.

Sail shadows reappeared in the abandoned port and wharf, and large ships sailed into the distance.

Fish, trade, explore.

The stagnant civilization began to move forward again.

As time goes by, it is seventy years later.

King's capital.

It was raining lightly in the sky outside.

The water dripped down from the outside of the palace, beating on the steps to a seemingly regular rhythm.

Sidi the King of Evel lay on a bench with a blanket over him.

Sidi the King of Evel grew old.

In the past, he was strong and fearless of wind and waves, and now he can't even bear the cold weather. He can only curl up in the palace and watch the outside quietly.

Recently, his brain has also become less sober, and his thinking has gradually been unable to keep up with the new era.

So the power has been handed over to his son and grandson in the early years.

these years.

The footsteps of the Aivil people spread all over the peninsula, and they finally drew a complete map of the Aivil Peninsula.

The city-state of Evir has also become larger and larger, with dozens of cities and far more people than before.

They have larger libraries than ever before, and books are becoming more and more numerous.

Many talented scholars, poets, and musicians have emerged from the new generation of snake people.

The city-state of Evir has become stronger and stronger, and the class has become more and more complex.

The simple ruling system in the past has been difficult to control this increasingly huge kingdom, and the new generation of snake people have different ideas and concepts.

All this, Aivil King Sidi also saw.

But he is old.

He is like a symbol of the old age, following those painful and tormenting years, gradually forgotten by the new age.

People are chasing their own new lives, and for those who have suffered and sacrificed, they just think it's just a story.

They may be moved to tears briefly because of the story.

It's impossible to really understand those stories and the people in them.

People are always moving forward, and they can't care about remembering the past.

Only when they get old too.

But Sidi didn't care anymore, and he left everything to future generations.

If his descendants do not have the ability to open up the future, do not have the ability to be this king.

That's just the price that civilization has to pay for moving forward.

At least.

They are moving forward, they are exploring a bright future and tomorrow.

That's enough.

What each person sees, pursues, and reaches the realm is closely related to each person's life experience.

And few people can have such an experience as King Sidi of Aiweier.

Even those well-known kings did not have such an ups and downs in his life, without him losing everything and gaining everything again and again.

There is no companion like him who sacrifices everything in pursuit of a goal.

A child rushed in from outside and suddenly came to Sidi's side.

The child grabbed his arm and lay down on his arm.

"Grandpa Sidi!"

The old king suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the child.

"Cough cough cough~"

He coughed a few times and said weakly, "Why don't you study in the temple and come to me."

A child is born with a mark of the symbol of truth on the back of his hand. He is the chosen one of the God of truth and knowledge.

The child said, "I finished my studies, so I came here."

Sidi laughed: "My little god's favor, you really are a genius!"

"But it's not enough to learn magic, one has to learn other things, to know history, art, literature and poetry."

The child looked at a book in Sidi's hand: "What kind of book is this? Grandpa Sidi, do you read books too?"

Sidi picked up the book, with several characters written across the cover.

"our story!"

This is Sidi's autobiography written a long time ago, which contains the experience of his life.

What can be known to outsiders, and what cannot be known to outsiders, are all recorded in it.

The child did not understand what Sidi said.

"our story?"

"Whose story is that?"

Sidi's face was full of nostalgia: "Aphian, Nia, Echilio are many, many people, and they also have... my story."

"Our story."

Sidi suddenly wanted to read this autobiography again, but his eyes were not very good, and he couldn't read the words on it for a long time.

He wanted to hold the child to his side, but he kept coughing and finally gasping for breath.

At this time, the attendant on the side came over and carried the child to the stool.

Then according to Sidi's eyes, he put the book in the child's hand.

Sidi had a smile on her face, and her cough was much better.

"God favored by our family, it's up to you to read it to me!"

"You should know these stories at your age."

The child picked up the book and opened the first page curiously.

"Our story originated on the other side of the world, a giant island named Ruh."

"Although!"

"When I was young, I didn't know why it was called Ruh, and I still don't understand why it is so huge that it is called an island..."

The child asked Sidi, "Is the giant island of Ruh really bigger than the Kingdom of Avil?"

Sidi smiled: "Of course, there are frozen plateaus, wastelands, and endless sand seas."

"There is the Plain of Herdsmen and the Mountain of the Origin of Life, the city-state of Suinhol, the Land of Sunrise and the City of Lights."

"There are many, many countries out there."

Although the child has heard of it, it is still difficult to imagine what kind of place it is.

Siddi pulled the blanket over her and lay down slowly.

Seeing that Sidi was a little tired, the child couldn't continue to answer his doubts, and could only continue reading the book.

"The first time I met Avon was at the side of Chief Hurborn, he was a bit older than me..."

The child's voice is very innocent and ignorant, without containing his own feelings and without cadence.

Even talking intermittently.

But I don't know why, it's easier to pull people into the story of Zeng Jin.

Sidi will also say a few words when she hears the key.

"Yafan was really young at that time. He was actually a child at the time."

"We are all too young, but we are burdened with a destiny that we cannot bear."

The old king listened to the story and looked back on his past and life.

He was rescued by Hubbard, he met Avon, and he left the giant island of Ruh in a boat with Echilio and Nia.

They open up their homes together and are helpless and hesitant in the disaster together.

They **** their way in the dark, they cannot see tomorrow and the future.

In the end, it was Yafoan who broke the dark clouds in the sky and ushered in the real light.

Although the price is so heavy.

Sidi listened to the voice, and the more she listened, the deeper she felt, as if she was about to fall asleep.

The child did not disturb the old king, and continued to read the book in his hand.

The child turned page after page: "That day, we ran to three paths, chasing the same way back."

"we……"

When Sidi heard this, her eyelids suddenly moved.

He suddenly wanted to sit up, but his body felt extremely heavy.

The child noticed it and hurriedly asked, "Grandpa Sidi?"

Sidi couldn't even lift her hands, she just said in an inaudible voice: "Go on... read on..."

The child could only sit down and read the story.

Sidi's eyes blinked in a hazy haze.

He saw the sea.

When he was young, he felt that the sea was unknown.

When I grew up, I felt that the sea was violent.

And now.

The sea he saw was calm and the sun was shining just right.

He tried so hard to sit up, and then he did.

He found himself on a large ship at sea.

It was an Evelyn-style ship with a large number of sailors on board, and every figure was so familiar.

Sidi didn't understand: "Why did I go to sea again?"

And he looked at the direction. He was familiar with the sea and immediately realized that the direction was wrong: "No, not this direction."

"Going there will break into the sea of ​​​​storms, and the terrifying black storm will engulf everything."

He was just about to shout out and give the order to stop the boat.

A vigorous figure passed by him, wrapped around the mast, and looked into the distance while lying on it.

The man shouted in a distinctive loud voice: "Look!"

"Ever's Lighthouse."

Sidi was stunned, it was a young man wearing a robe of a **** servant, so young that he was a little nostalgic.

It was Aphoan when he just went to sea.

At that time, he didn't have the depression and depression that he had later. When he faced others, he was always sunny and full of hope, and he always said that everything would be fine.

A tall figure grabbed the hilt of the sword and lifted off the lower perimeter of the canvas.

That's Echilio.

Nia was still a little girl. She was lying on the side of the ship and pointed to the looming lighthouse in the distance: "Look!"

"It's our lighthouse!"

"We're going home."

Nia was so excited that her voice sounded like a scream.

Sidi knew that she had missed the lighthouse in her hometown all her life, and said that if she had a chance to go back, she must see if the lighthouse was still there.

"how is this possible?"

"That is the Sea of ​​​​Storm. How can we go back through the Sea of ​​​​Storm."

Watching these former partners appear one by one, there are many people who are very familiar but cannot name them.

After half a day.

The old and not sober King Sidi suddenly understood something.

His blurry head finally realized something.

Sidi burst into a loud laugh, covered her face, and kept laughing.

"Oh!"

"It turned out to be... it turned out to be..."

"Go home."

More and more people rushed from the direction of the cabin or the stern, each with a very excited expression.

Everyone wants to see the giant island of Ruh in the distance, to see their hometown and the lighthouse of Evel.

They've been gone for too long.

They haven't seen their hometown for too long.

"Look at it!"

"It's Evel City."

"My house is over there, over the sea."

The youthful energy returned to the body, and Sidi seemed to have become a young man again, the heroic King Evel.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"go home……"

"Let's go home together."

Sidi, like the others, rushed across the deck in excitement.

He jumped up and squeezed to the front.

They all rushed to the bow, huddled side by side.

They laughed.

Shouting, shouting, cheering.

The bright and somewhat dreamy sunshine shone on it, and the boat swayed slowly with the waves.

It's like driving on a sea of ​​clouds.

in the palace.

The child closed the last page and finally finished reading Sidi and his friends.

"Grandpa Sidi!"

"Finished reading."

King Avery didn't respond, as if he was asleep.

The rain stopped outside.

The dark clouds dissipated in an instant, and the bright sun shone into the palace.

The boy turned his head, and the light just fell on him and Sidi.

"what!"

"It is bright."

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After a long flight, the Wingmen finally arrived at their new home.

There are hordes of beasts, dragon beasts, rich land and large jungles.

The only downside is that.

There seem to be a lot of volcanoes here.

These volcanoes erupt from time to time, creating a terrifying sight.

The winged people finally found a high mountain in the middle of the earth and built a new home here.

Although they suffered a disaster, they did not gain anything.

From the snake people, they got the **** and nets, and they got a lot of craftsmen and smelting techniques, which are the crystallization of another civilization accumulated over a thousand years.

can be expected.

They must have a period of vigorous development next, until they have digested it all.

Then.

Create something new and different.

Shortly after arriving at their new home, they began praying to the spiritual door again, following Queen Duma's command.

Although the spiritual door had not responded to them before, they felt that this time might be different.

"Will the Glory Lord respond to us?"

"Queen Duma said he would find the brilliance of God, and he will definitely do it."

Tens of thousands of winged people started a ceremony on the high mountain, praying to the Lord of Glory in three-segment divine names, asking for the other party's response.

This time.

A dazzling brilliance appeared above the sky, and a beam of light shone on the top of the mountain.

They looked up.

just see.

A white mythical door on the colorful cloud slowly opened ~lightnovelpub.net~, revealing a white world.

They saw the beautiful King of Angels, spreading her divine wings to bless the mortals.

One after another, the serpent people were transformed into sky angels under this power, and new sky angels were born in the light.

The Lord of Glory does not need the blood sacrifice of the past, this time it is a pure gift.

The wing people burst into tears with excitement and shouted loudly.

"Queen Duma!"

"It's Queen Duma!"

"God is back."

"God is back with us again."

"This is redemption, real redemption."

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