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Maya City.

At night, the city lord's mansion was in a panic.

Because as the eggs in the city lord's wife's womb gradually took shape, some strange visions began to appear in the city lord's mansion.

A large number of old objects in the ancient building actually began to move like living things, the portrait characters on the walls began to speak, and the benches strolled along the promenade at night.

Spiritual power bestows miracles on these dead creatures, albeit temporary and temporary.

But it also terrified the people in the city lord's mansion.

"What's wrong again?" The candlesticks in the castle were dancing, and the flames drove the shadows to flicker, scaring the people in the city lord's mansion to run around.

"Painting... The painting on the wall moved again." Someone ran across the stairs and rolled down the stairs in fright when they saw the painting hanging high up.

People ran into the hall and crowded together.

"Why is this happening?" The old man who has lived in the city lord's mansion for many years has never seen such a scene.

"Miss... what exactly is she pregnant with..." The maid did not dare to say what she was carrying. What kind of monster was she pregnant with?

Shana walked out of the upstairs at this time. He said while pressing the handrail on the second-floor aisle in the hall.

"What?"

"It's just the manifestation of extraordinary abilities. Some talented people are born with visions."

But no one has ever heard that a person's birth can affect other dead things.

However, in the face of the city lord, the servants in the city lord's mansion did not dare to refute.

Shana then left and went back upstairs to take care of his wife.

left a sentence.

"Everyone, go outside and work, don't go upstairs if you have nothing to do."

"correct."

"Recently, everyone is not allowed to go out, let alone spread the matter here."

Shana prohibited everyone from going upstairs, which could be regarded as a temporary end to this turmoil. .

Shana came into the room and looked at his wife lying quietly on the bed.

The wife's expression was peaceful and radiant.

Still as beautiful as ever.

But Shana could feel that the power in her body was rapidly draining.

He wants to save his happiness, his wife and children, and everything.

"Do not worry!"

"There will be a way. I have written to my father."

"He is a strong man, he has traveled all over the world, he is stronger than me."

"He will definitely find a way to save you, as well as our children."

Shana tightly held his wife's hand, put her hand on his forehead, and called out her name.

"Kashan."

the next day.

A few figures riding on the ground walking dragon hurriedly arrived outside the city, and Shana's "father" also came to Meiya City.

In the city lord's mansion, Shana hurriedly walked outside.

"Sir City Lord, it's just outside."

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and Shana saw the figure of "Father".

Young Shana watched his "father" get off the ground dragon, let go of his tail and stood on the ground.

Only a few years have passed, and "Father" seems to be getting old very fast.

But at this moment, the young Shana was completely immersed in the joy of the arrival of "father", he stepped forward and hugged his "father" as if he had found the backbone.

"Father!"

"Father!"

"You are finally here."

"Father" looked at Shana and said to him.

"Um!"

"I'm here, and everything will come to an end."

Young Shana couldn't wait to bring his "father" to his wife's room and asked the "father" who was blessed by the gods and possessed magical powers.

"You must have a way, right?"

"You must be able to cure Kashan, right?"

"Father" glanced at the woman on the bed, and at a glance he saw through the person's original appearance and the truth of everything.

"Father" turned his head and told Shana.

"Little Shana!"

In the eyes of Shana's expectations, he said words that did not meet expectations at all, and even made people feel confused.

"No one can save her."

"Because she died a long time ago, you can't save someone who has been dead for many years."

Young Shana didn't understand, he just felt his head was dazed.

The life-saving straw he thought was slipping away from him, his trusted father told him there was no way to save his wife.

He stepped forward anxiously: "Father?"

"what are you saying?"

"She is still alive, so she is alive in front of us."

"She's just sick, there must be a way.

The young Shana couldn't understand the meaning of "Father" at all, but "Father" was uncovering the cruel truth for him little by little.

The middle-aged Shana looked at the woman on the bed. He came to Meiya City a long, long time ago; at that time, he was chasing and killing the Carmon family, and he learned from a branch of the Carmon family that all the Carmon family had come. Maya City.

And the reason why the Camon family gathered here was the woman in front of them.

"She died a long, long time ago, she just thought she was alive."

"To live in place of her, to support her to live."

"It's the memory thread of the Carmon family."

"The thread of memory left her memories of her past, making her think she was still alive."

The middle-aged Shana walked to the window and pointed to a river in the distance.

"Many years ago."

"She fell into the water and she was already dead."

"Her life is over, and her dream of life belongs to the kingdom of the gods."

"The Camon family used her body to copy her memory and make her 'live' again."

"She inherited the last mission of the Camon family."

The middle-aged Shana turned to look at the young Shana, and said slowly, "She wants to wait for someone here, a person named Shana,

The young Shana had heard the first half of the story. His wife, Kassan, once told him about it, and said with a smile that she was very lucky at that time.

He has always just listened to it as a joke, saying that his wife, Kassan, is really lucky.

And now.

He finally knew that it wasn't a funny talk, and it wasn't any luck.

"What does it mean?"

"Father?"

"You mean, Kashan has long since died, and someone kept her alive."

"Just to wait for my arrival, just to become husband and wife with me?"

The middle-aged Shana did not answer the words of "son", but continued.

"After she died, she was no longer the real her. She became a door that transmits spirituality, a mark that guides the coming of the gods."

"The child in her womb is not your child."

"That is the carrier of the birth of the gods."

"Shana!"

The middle-aged Shana's voice became extremely cold: "Everything has been arranged, before you arrive at Mei Ya City."

"Before you leave!"

"Before you were born!"

The young Shana was stunned, he couldn't accept it at all.

What crazy talk is this.

What is the Carmon family, what is the carrier of the birth of the gods.

It's like a madman's nonsense, it's not like what a normal person can say.

"Father."

"Are you crazy?"

"I don't understand what you're saying at all, Cassan, she's just sick."

The young Shana grabbed the arm of "Father" and looked at him with sincere eyes.

"I beg you, I desire you."

"Save them, save my wife and children."

"You were able to give me such a powerful strength back then. You have traveled all over the world, and you will definitely find a way."

The cold eyes of middle-aged Shana suddenly changed in an instant.

He looked at Shana with pity and sadness.

"This is not your child, little Shana."

"This is the carrier of the gods."

"You already feel it, don't deceive yourself anymore,"

At this time, Shana's wife, Kashan, on the bed let out a groan.

"what!"

With that moan, a strong light burst out from the house.

The young Shana also looked over immediately, and he was also affected.

His vision penetrated the world of reality and dreams.

Young Shana suddenly saw a strong beam of light emitting from his wife's body, connecting to an unknown world.

There is the dream world, the kingdom of the gods.

A place that no one can see.

At this moment, the entire large room began to alienate, everything began to shake, the paintings on the walls came alive one by one, and they laughed wildly.

The candlesticks, pottery, and tables in the room shook, and their shapes became distorted.

The young Shana saw the truth for the first time, and saw this demigod revival ritual hidden in the dream world.

He was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

Only then did he really understand that everything the other party said was true.

And the middle-aged Shana stood in reality, leaning against the passage connecting the dream world.

"Look!"

"Little Shana!"

"God is coming, you can't stop it."

The woman on the bed curled up into a circle, like an ouroboros.

Powerful power gathered in her body, from the level of the dream world.

This power is obviously so powerful.

But reality doesn't have much sense, and it can only be observed from the influence of those dead objects, the strong influence of this power.

The woman's body gradually became blurred in the light, and the light gathered in the center of the "Ouroboros".

She laid a glowing egg.

Middle-aged Shana showed anticipation and surprise on his face.

Because of the moment that the Shana family has been waiting for from generation to generation.

It's finally coming.

"Soon."

"It's time to start the final ceremony."

At this time, the young Shana quickly rushed towards his wife.

He lay down in front of the bed.

He wanted to do something, but didn't know how to do it at all.

He didn't know how to save his wife, let alone how to save his children.

He shouted hoarsely, unable to accept this reality.

"Do not!"

"What the **** is this? Where did these lights come from?"

"This is my child."

He turned around and stared at his "father": "don't try to lie to me, who are you?"

"You are not my father."

"who are you?"

Young Shana looked at his "father" angrily: "You arranged all this?"

He just roared at first, but later his voice became extremely sharp because of the broken sound.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Middle-aged Shana stepped forward.

He seemed to want to do something to that egg, to start the final ritual he said.

The young man Shana lying in front of the bed watched "Father" turn towards the bed a little bit, then walked towards the "Wife" and "Children" on the bed.

He looked into the eyes of "Father".

The ruthlessness in those eyes, as well as the despair that traverses the ages, hooks into people's hearts like hooks.

This is a pair of eyes that should not belong to human beings.

He was so frightened, he seemed to see the other party turned into an endless shadow wrapping around him.

devoured him.

Also devoured his wife and children.

"Stop!"

"Don't touch my wife and children, what do you want to do?"

The young Shana picked up the candlestick on the ground and stabbed his "father" in the back.

He is very fast, but his "father" is not an ordinary person.

According to normal circumstances, his "father" can easily escape.

However.

At this moment, his father turned around, and the spikes on the candlestick pierced "Father"'s chest evenly and pierced into "Father"'s heart.

The young Shana was stunned.

He let go of the candlestick in his hand and collapsed to the ground.

"No...no...no..."

"What exactly is going on?"

He swallowed: "Why did it become like this?"

This was not what he wanted at all. His original intention was to force back his "father".

Young Shana couldn't understand why everything suddenly became like this.

He was obviously so happy.

He has everything he wants, and his life is so complete.

Why did everything turn into this situation, and when did it all start?

At this time, the middle-aged Shana turned his head to look at his "son", his eyes were not surprised at all, but extremely calm.

He seemed to be waiting for this moment.

Only when the previous generation of Shana dies, can the next generation of Shana receive all the memories.

And the final ceremony came.

All Shanas must also become one and become a true perfection.

The middle-aged Shana stretched out his hand and pressed it on the young Shana's head.

His voice was like a nightmare.

"Little Shana!"

"Now... it's time for you to know everything."

There was something in the middle-aged Shana's wound that was constantly squirming, but instead of blood, it was a white thread.

"Ritual!"

"It really started."

The young Shana killed the middle-aged Shana, and countless threads poured out of the middle-aged Shana.

And the middle-aged Shana himself burst like soap bubbles and slowly dissipated in the room.

The dense threads are intertwined and gathered inside the city lord's mansion.

It extended towards the outside and was arranged into a huge and complex ritual formation.

The final ceremony.

God's resurrection ceremony.

it has started.

A large number of threads also wrapped around the young Shana, transmitting the memories of Shana from generation to generation into his body.

All memories come together.

There is only one of the three generations of Shana left now, and the endless circle of circles has once again been annihilated.

However, no one noticed that after the middle-aged Shana's body turned into foam and dissipated, something fell out of his body.

There is a sword.

There is a ring.

One of them is a transparent heart like glass.

The transparent heart melted, flowing along the ground like mercury.

Sneak into the egg in the center of the ritual.

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Shana stood in the world of memory.

He watched in the empty white space one after another different Shana came from the front, and finally merged into his body.

He saw that he was rowing a boat to the legendary lost country, but in the end, in order to complete the mission of God, he massacred and sacrificed an entire village, killing all the innocent old people, young people and children in the village.

He saw that he was exploring the unknown ocean, but he was no match for the violent storm. All the people in the boat were killed and he was the only one who returned.

He saw that he had set up a family, but he was unable to meet his mission and destiny, and ended up with a miserable end.

He saw himself standing on the plateau, and saw himself standing on top of the ice and snow.

He saw Arsini in the wild era, and he followed her to develop the future of snake people on the earth.

The times move on.

He saw that he had become one strange species after another, including terrestrial creatures and sea creatures.

He yelled in horror.

"Do not!"

"this is not me."

"These are not me, this is not myself."

He was so frightened that he stepped back again and again, only to find that he did not know when he was standing on a bottomless pit.

He looked down.

Seeing that there are mountains of corpses piled up in the giant pit, the corpses are densely gathered into an unimaginable mountain of bones.

Those corpses, those people, those species.

Wise.

Unwise.

It's all his own.

With all the memories back in place, Shana was in so much pain that she could only twitch on the ground.

When he woke up, there were no old Shana, middle-aged Shana and young Shana.

in this world.

There is only one Shana left.

Shana lay on the ground and hugged his head in pain. Through his fingers, he looked desperately at the bed that was only one meter away from him, and at the wife and child on the bed.

A huge ceremony is being started, gathering on that egg.

Gathered on this ritual formation centered on the Ouroboros.

The wife is being drained a little bit, and his child is being replaced by another mythical life.

Shana looked at the figure in the light and stretched out his hand.

"Stop!"

"stop!"

"Give me a stop."

He waved his hands frantically, but he couldn't block those streamers.

He wanted to reach out and keep his wife and children, but he couldn't really keep them.

"what!"

He could only cry in pain and despair.

The pain came from his head, but more from the bottom of his heart.

He wanted so much to save his happiness, his wife and children, and everything.

But this so-called happiness is everything.

Is it all just a fantasy bubble that never really existed?

In despair and rage, Shana yelled like crazy.

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

"You bastards..."

He picked up the sword on the ground and looked desperately at "his own child".

He wanted to kill the new life bred in that egg, and wanted to destroy this ritual formation and plan that had been prepared for generations.

His throat was hoarse, and he spoke desperately as he moved forward.

"I want to destroy you, we destroy your plan..."

"I don't accept it."

"I don't accept the fate you arranged for me."

He raised his sword high and screamed vigorously.

"Destroy them all to me!"

"Destroy it!"

However.

Dense threads descended from the sky, controlling his personality couple.

Shana's body instantly stopped in mid-air, and was pulled into mid-air by the memory thread.

He died together with him, and he didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.

But even so.

He was still fighting fiercely for the control of the thread over him, tossing it stiffly like a marionette in mid-air.

Swinging the sword in his hand.

He wanted to use his sword to cut off the lines that controlled him, but he couldn't do it.

At this time, the wife on the bed also woke up from her deep sleep. She raised her head and looked at Shana in mid-air.

"Shana!"

"Let me give birth to him."

Shana roared loudly: "He is not our child, not from the beginning."

Shana's tears continued to flow out, and she said desperately to his wife.

"Even you are false."

"Everything is fake, the so-called happiness, all life."

"It's all just an illusory dream."

However, the puppet of memory is now stubbornly looking at his child.

His eyes were full of pity, full of courage to let him be born at all costs.

"Do not!"

"This is my child."

"Anyway, I want him to be born into this world."

"No one can deprive him of his right to exist in this world."

Shana looked at his wife and was stunned.

"Bang dang."

Even the sword he held tightly in his hand fell to the ground at this moment.

"It's all fake...all of it is fake."

"It's all fake."

He watched as his wife gradually dissipated and turned into a dense thread.

And the spiritual power transmitted to the egg using her as a medium has finally been fully transmitted.

Xiao's spiritual reincarnation was completed, and the door to the birth of mythical life opened.

Next.

He saw rays of light gushing out from his body and threw himself into the mythical egg.

Xiao's wisdom has completely returned to its place.

This also means that the ceremony is completely completed.

The power of that ritual pierced through reality to another world, calling for something to come.

The energy expands to the point where even the dream world can't hide it, and reality can be directly seen.

A beam of light soared into the sky, truly opening the door to the dream world.

The spiritual door appeared in the sky.

Appeared above the sea of ​​clouds.

At this time, the entire city noticed the vision of the City Lord's Mansion, and they all cast their eyes here.

"Look over there." In the busy street, a peddler shouted from the stall pointing to the sky.

"The door, what a big door." I saw a vortex smudged open above the sea of ​​clouds, behind the vortex was the void and darkness, and in the darkness stood a white mythical door.

"It's a god, it's a god!" The legend that the door represents a **** is widely spread on the giant island of Ruh.

The door of spirituality opened the channel between reality and dream world, and another unknown existence came through the void and flashed from the darkness of dream world.

It was a magical item wrapped in dream bubbles.

It fell from the door and appeared above the sky of Maya City.

In the dream world, it looks very small.

But when it hovered above the city, it was so huge.

Dense threads fell from the bubbles and connected to the castle lord's mansion below.

One end of the line is Shana, and the other end is an ancient slate.

The doomed couple.

Appeared.

Shana looked up at the sky, at the slate wrapped in colorful bubbles.

He gritted his teeth and looked at it, making a sound that didn't come from his throat, but from his soul.

"Controlling our billions of years of magical tools, the source of everything."

"Finally, you have shown up."

Under the control of the doomed puppet of thread, Shana, who is the puppet of personality, floated towards the sky.

And the memory thread that fell to the human world also began to shrink into the inside of the bubble.

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Memory Line Camon.

Personality puppet Shana.

Thread and puppets return to the magical props, the destined marionettes, returning to the ancient slate.

The brand inscribed in the Stone of Desire and the Stone of Knowledge, everything they once had is gradually returning.

They also finally recovered the complete memories of the first generation, the original memories of Carmon and Shana.

Back in time.

Arrived at the age of abandonment by the gods 250 million years ago.

They saw a large number of cultists wearing priestly robes standing in a temple enshrined with mysterious tree-shaped wall carvings, and Carmon and Shana were the leaders of these cultists.

Sitting under the door was an old three-leaf man, who was dying but refused to die.

He was confused and couldn't even speak.

But still persisting.

Camon stood on the left: "I am the line."

Shana stood on the right: "I'm a puppet!"

Carmon made an eternal oath: "I monitor the plan to ensure that the master's return plan is safe.

Shana immediately raised his hand: "I am in charge of the execution, and I will definitely find the master at the other end of time."

The two looked at each other.

There is firmness and devotion in his eyes.

They were determined to give everything, no matter what the cost.

But at that time.

They may not have thought about how heavy this oath is.

So heavy that their determination to do anything is so insignificant, so heavy that despair penetrates into the bone marrow and penetrates the years.

Shana's personality desire was extracted and made into a personality puppet.

Carmon merged into the Stone of Knowledge and turned into a thread of memory.

They all became part of the doomed couple.

And finally.

The slate melted into the body of the old man sitting cross-legged under the wall, and the old man took his last breath.

Along with his dream of life, Slate floated to a world unknown to mortals.

belongs to the kingdom of the gods.

All the believers knelt on the ground and let out crazy but uniform shouts.

"God!"

"It will come back eventually!"

Carmon and Shana have lost their past. They have passed through a long period of time, and they have spent their time in grudges and slaughter from generation to generation.

They are chasing the final rest in the endless reincarnation.

Camon and Shana finally saw the origin of everything and understood all the causes and consequences.

Know more.

own true identity.

They are brothers, sons of Barrow.

She is also Xiao's servant.

In the world of memory, Shana stood on the right, and on the left of his body was a figure composed of white silk threads.

Shana's mouth trembled, and she said something after a long time.

"that's all?"

"Is this the meaning of our existence?"

The white silk thread squirmed violently, and finally his mouth opened, and there was a sound of breaking wind and tearing.

It seems to be shouting, hysterical shouting.

The line and the couple penetrated the dream of life and entered the interior.

The figures of the two brothers also gradually dissipated.

One cracked into lines, and the other body split into gaps.

The two of them entered an ancient dream.

Shana saw the scene that he had seen many times before.

The City of God's Arrival.

In front of the Palace of Wisdom.

The brothers stood side by side, with their father Barrow standing in front of them.

On that day, the square was crowded with people.

On that day, the Sanye people enjoyed their last glory.

On that day, they embarked on the beginning of endless reincarnation.

The First Ancestor of Blood stepped forward and put a crown on the head of the Henir family.

The King of Heinzai raised the scepter in his hand high.

"Hinesai!"

"King of Heinsai!"

"King of Heinsai!"

Cheers erupted from the crowd, and thousands of people fell to their knees.

Crowds turned into waves.

At this moment.

Their father, Barrow, turned around and looked at the two of them expectantly.

asked.

"Shana!"

"Carmon!"

"Did you wait?"

The promise goes through the reincarnation of time and is engraved into eternity in the time.

This is the last time in this world that the three of them stand together as a father and son.

Shana stared at his father. He had a thousand words to say. The last time he saw him was an angry questioning and puzzlement.

But when he saw him again this time, he knew that the father in front of him was just a dream that had been imprisoned for hundreds of millions of years, and in the end he could only say a word with a vibrato.

"Father."

"We've been waiting."

in a dream.

The serious expression on Father Barrow's face loosened and turned into a happy smile.

"In this case!"

"Our agreement with the master has been completed~lightnovelpub.net~ Barrow turned his head and walked towards the distance.

Everything in the space turned into virtual white, and everything was dissipating quickly.

His figure also gradually disappeared into a blank space.

The dream is complete and the mission accomplished.

Shana stood in the endless white space with tears flowing into a river, and said the last sentence.

"waited……"

"Twenty-five million years."

After saying this.

He collapsed like a sand tower and turned into pieces.

The stringer that his brother Carmon turned into also followed him, scattered and turned into endless spots of light.

God's resurrection ceremony has been successful.

The four stones are about to be fused together, and all impurities will be vanished; as an extension of the stone of desire and the stone of knowledge, they will naturally dissipate along with them.

And that is exactly what they are after.

The sky above Maya City.

The thread and the couple are completely retracted, and the fateful couple of thread-lifting becomes a whole.

The slate melted quickly.

Only two stones with different radiance remained.

The stone broke away from the bounded dream of life and fell toward the world.

Following the beam of light, he landed on the mythical egg in the center of the ritual array.

Spirituality, Wisdom, Desire, and Knowledge are all in one.

Myths come.

Like a promise made in ancient times, at the other end of time, he will eventually return as a myth. For the fastest update and error-free novel reading, please visit the mobile phone, please visit: