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abyss.

In the Black Stone Demon Palace of the Demon Fire Abyss, a figure on the throne piled up with bones cursed loudly, and his voice was full of extreme unwillingness.

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

"Damn, I'm the master of the abyss."

"I am the **** of the abyss."

The king of bone demons and the lord of the demon fire abyss, Yafoan, was furious at the moment. He had already become the lord of the first floor of the abyss, but someone had merged the will of the abyss before him and gained the greatest authority of the abyss.

"Wait, wait!"

"I will definitely pull you down, and I will step on your bones and ascend to the throne that belongs to me."

The terrifying monster made of bones made a hoarse sound, and the Skeleton Dragon spread its wings around its body.

And in the black mud abyss.

Meld knelt in front of the filthy Temple of Glory and stared at the sky, at the depths of the endless darkness.

Her **** fell into the abyss, but she didn't even look at her.

She was the only one left to be moved by herself and moved by everything she had done for God.

"God!"

"You are finally here, you are finally..."

"With me."

At this moment.

Roshan devours the gate of original sin, the core of the abyss and the evil **** of original sin are combined with each other, and the two items of serial number 4 and serial number 5 are merged into one.

These two props are inextricably linked, both originating from Xiao himself.

The Evil God of Original Sin is a body formed from the fragments of the villain in the bottle, and finally formed by the reincarnation of Xiao.

The abyss was contaminated by a large amount of Xiao's spirituality and turned into a womb of black mud. It also devoured hundreds of thousands of wingmen, a large number of snakes, and monsters, and then continued to operate in the dream world for many years.

Now.

All this came back to Xiao.

The light of the law extended from the Roshan formed by the core of the abyss, and turned into the imprint of the law of the abyss, and the seven original sins turned into seven special imprints of the law.

When Xiao merged with the will of the abyss, his original sins were also stripped out one by one.

They are lust, arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, and gluttony.

But these things are meaningless emotions to him.

Perhaps without these, he can become even stronger.

He is completely refining the entire abyss.

The abyss began to be divided into seven layers, and currently only the first two layers have masters.

They are Arrogant Aphoan and Lustful Meld.

There is only a prototype on the back five floors, which is very small and has nothing in it.

Deepest abyss.

The Roshan twisted and wriggled in the core of the abyss, from a distance it looked like a black hole that devoured everything, a dark star.

Filthy black mud and sewage seeped out from the crevices of Roshan, tickling into black rain.

Roshan and the Gate of Original Sin overlapped and gradually became one.

They are also changing shape a little bit.

It turned into a deformed, dark red door with flesh and blood, and the images of one after another monster appeared on the door.

The gate of original sin radiates the eternal light of sin, leading mortals to fall.

Deepest abyss.

space inside the door.

In the boundless dark world, it rains endless black rain.

There are no monsters here, only eternal sin and depraved filth.

A man in filthy and torn robes stood above the vast black water.

He looked thin, with high cheekbones and a pensive look in his eyes that gave him a cold look.

The emotional color on Xiao's face became weaker and weaker, and his consciousness became more and more calm. This was because he separated his seven original sins and completely integrated into the will of the abyss.

He seems to have become a machine, but that obsession is forever engraved in his heart.

Although on the surface, it is not much different from before.

He was not someone who was easily influenced and swayed by emotions, his hands were stained with filth and original sin, but those were just means to an end.

Xiao stood inside the gate of original sin and looked outside the gate.

"I also became a villain in a bottle, trapped in this body, trapped in this abyss."

"Never...can't be a true god."

The man raised his head, and the black rain dripped on his face, wetting his hair.

Rain falls.

Dyed his robes.

He didn't care at all: "The path of the reincarnator is dead."

"But my accumulation for so many years is not in vain. At least I got immortality in another way, and followed the creator into the next era."

"This era has more abundant materials, and this era has greater opportunities and opportunities."

"You can try another way, an unprecedented way."

Mortals can set foot on the path of reincarnators because of the blood of myths they were born with.

This is the gift of the Wisdom Seed, the gift of the Creator for life.

As for other beings, such as props.

Even if it is as powerful as the villain in the bottle once, even if it has wisdom.

There is no blood of the root myth that belongs to oneself, but the impurity divine blood bestowed by others and plundered by oneself. Even if one steps into reincarnation, it is just a change of body and does not change the essence.

When the body breaks it, it must go back into the bottle, and when the bottle breaks it disappears completely.

They will never be able to condense the door of mythology, which is formed by the characteristics of spirituality, wisdom, intelligence, and knowledge, and finally have the personality of God.

From the very beginning, the reincarnator plan was just a big cake drawn by Xiao for the villain in the bottle.

It can never break the shackles of the bottle.

It's just that Xiao didn't fully understand what a demigod was like at the time, only a rough idea.

now.

Xiao was reincarnated into a prop after being calculated by Asai, the **** of truth and knowledge, who also knew the path of wisdom and the weaknesses of reincarnators best.

Reincarnation is not as simple as changing a body, it is a reorganization of spirituality and wisdom.

Because the spirituality has to be recombined with the body, the wisdom and divine blood will grow again at the beginning of birth, which is also the basis for the reincarnated person to become a god.

Also this is equal to.

Xiao's spirituality and wisdom were recombined with the props, and everything was polluted and assimilated.

Xiao's eyes were cold, and he had the perseverance that he would never give up.

Waiting for the next time someone signs an abyss contract with the will of the abyss, he will appear before the world again.

Or wait for the abyss to be completely consummated, reach the known limit of the mythical item, and change the essence of this magical item.

One day.

He will surely find a new way.

As long as you don't die, you will keep going.

in the dark.

A sky envoy came out from the depths, and she exuded a spiritual light, which was incompatible with this filthy place.

It was Duma.

Xiao cut off her connection with the Mythical Gate, but Duma still looked like a sky envoy and did not change back to a winged man.

Because she was not a wingman, she was a natural angel of the sky, and she was born with an extraordinary life body that surpassed the perception of ordinary people.

Descendants of myth.

Xiao waved his hand, and the door of original sin opened the door to reality.

On the other side is the land of light, the home of the winged people.

He finally chose to release Duma, rather than let her fall with him.

"Duma!"

"you're free."

Duma looked at Xiao, her father.

A crazy race of the oldest people, one who embarked on the road to becoming a **** but failed.

"Why give birth to me?"

"Is my existence just a plan? Like my mother?"

Xiao did not tell her the reason, let alone that it was all just an accident.

"No matter where life comes from, birth is a gift, and birth is a miracle."

"Whatever the reason for its birth."

Xiao saw the disbelief on Duma's face. She still couldn't accept that the **** she believed in was such a person.

He was not brilliant, nor was there the slightest mercy.

Xiao saw Duma's thoughts: "Think I'm different from the **** you imagined?"

"Think God should be merciful, God should be bright, and God should bless mortals?"

"Duma!"

"Gods are not defined by mortals, and cannot be changed by the imagination of weak people like you."

He stretched out his hand, and Duma immediately floated up.

Little by little, I fell into the world from the dream world, returned to the home of the winged people, and returned to the clear sky that made the monsters in the abyss long for and envy.

Xiao looked at his daughter and said to her little by little.

"We are born with sin."

"Weak, ignorant, greedy."

"It's all sin."

"Because I was born weak, I thirst for strength."

"Because we cannot know it by birth, we covet the truth."

"Because life is short, we seek eternity."

"We are guilty."

"Because we...cannot be born to be gods."

The figure of the evil **** of original sin gradually drowned in the darkness, and his words were cold and gloomy.

His eyes were burning with flames, so bright in the darkness.

"All beings are guilty, and I am the original sin."

"I am the devil of original sin."

The dark red gate of original sin gradually closed, and finally the last words Xiao left to Duma came out.

"Become a god!"

"Become an eternal god!"

"Then you can control everything, control yourself and everything."

"Since you can't find the **** you want, then you become the **** you want."

Duma got rid of the shackles of the spiritual door and returned to the world again.

A rag appeared in her hand, like part of the robe that Xiao was wearing.

On the rag there are dense texts, the top of which is written.

Way of Wisdom.

Duma got the complete path of wisdom, from mortal to the highest secret art of mythology.

"The secret art of becoming a god?"

Duma opened her mouth wide, she never thought that a mortal could become a god.

But everything Xiao did, everything Xiao told her, gave Duma another direction.

Duma waved his wings and stayed in the sky, watching the direction in which the Gate of Original Sin closed.

She still can't understand her father Xiao.

Is he finally showing pity? Or is this another conspiracy?

Or.

He just wanted Duma to become a **** in his place, fulfilling the ideal he failed to fulfill.

Duma's head fell a little bit, and she still couldn't figure out what kind of person he was in the end.

She looked at the bright place under her feet, the new home of the winged people.

The winged man gained the spiritual door again, and then lost it again.

But Duma knew that might not be such a bad thing.

She looked at the "rags" in her hands and murmured.

"Only we can save our own destiny."

"God cannot save the winged man, nor will he save the winged man."

"Only we can create the future we want."

After Duma said this, the confusion in his eyes disappeared little by little.

She **** her wings.

The pure white wings drove the gust of wind to fly into the distance.

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Inside the door of truth.

The shooting star entered through the gate of mythology and landed on the ocean of knowledge.

The sea of ​​knowledge surged, and Asai suddenly appeared on the sea.

He carefully held up the dreamy bubble that exuded colorful fluorescence, with hope, loss, and even cringe in his eyes.

An exquisite ceramic doll fell down and landed at Asai's feet.

Asai did not look at it, but fixed his eyes on this dream of life that should have been in the fantasy star sea.

He almost spoke in a vibrato voice.

"Mother."

The colorful bubbles slid across the wall, revealing scene after scene.

Asai saw his mother's dream of life, and it was also the last eternal dream.

Not what he had imagined.

In this dream, what my mother wanted was not money and food, not the big house of the mayor's house as she said, not those beautiful and luxurious clothes she said when she picked up the cloth head and went home.

There have been some changes in the dream and the past reality, but not much.

Still in Rolling Stone Town, in that small place that Assai seemed remote and had no future.

In this dream, her son Asai was fine, and he never left Rolling Stone Town or beside her in his life.

Her son was neither blind nor lame, and was healthy and healthy all his life.

Asai successfully became the priest of the temple. He was the abbot who prayed to God Insai and led everyone in the town to believe in God Insai.

Asai found an ordinary wife.

Then.

Full of children and grandchildren.

In the picture, the son became a priest, and then drove away those who dared to bully them and who had bullied them.

In the picture, the son is no longer naughty, and instead of always saying that he wants to leave to go to the big city, her son Asai becomes more and more calm, more and more like a reliable adult.

In the picture, the mother laughed loudly and was so proud that she held her head up to the sky like a big rooster.

She stood at the door of the shrine, pulling Asai, who was wearing a priest's robe.

"Did you see it!"

"My son Asai, priest of the temple."

Everyone around her praised her son and looked at her enviously.

Mother's dream and Asai's dream are so similar, they are both escaping those terrible realities and the dark past.

It's just that in Asai's dream, what he wants is a distant place, what he wants is to be a heroic detective, and what he wants is to be a priest who is the most powerful criminal genius.

And all her mother wanted was to be proud of her son.

It was the limit she could imagine that her son could become a priest of the shrine.

In her eyes, Rolling Stone is the whole world.

Looking at the mother's exaggerated smile in the picture, if he was really present, he would have shown an expression of impatience.

Because for him, who was once arrogant and pursued grace, it was too embarrassing.

But at this moment, Asai couldn't help but laugh along with him.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Laughing and laughing, Asai burst into tears.

Everything is just a dream, everything is just another world that hasn't happened.

Holding the dream of life, Asai knelt on the sea of ​​knowledge.

He hunched over his body, so sad that he couldn't help himself.

"pity!"

"In the end, I didn't make you stand proudly in front of everyone and say that I am your son."

"In the end, I couldn't do one thing for you, anything to make you proud."

Holding his mother's dream of life alone, he watched it over and over again emotionally.

Sometimes I clapped my legs and laughed, and sometimes I burst into tears.

After a long time, he finally got up.

He slowly opened the door of truth and held up his mother's dream of life.

He is calling the holy ship.

Even if he misses his mother so much, he is unwilling to imprison and leave his mother behind.

That is blasphemy.

His mother should return to the place where all living beings have, the place where eternal peace is not disturbed.

Asai didn't want to find any way to revive his mother, and being able to pass away in a beautiful dream is also a kind of happiness for ordinary people.

Only those who are obsessed with something, those who have noble ideas, who have eternal obsessions.

Only then can we find our anchor and position in eternal life.

His mother was just an ordinary person, and it was enough to live an ordinary life.

Even this life is not perfect.

That is also the best memory and past of him and his mother.

A pure dream of life appeared in the dream world, and it didn't take long for the sacred boat to follow.

"Buzz~"

The ship that received the dream of life sensed that the dream of life appeared in the dream world, and came to meet it.

The giant ship came from afar, with the humming sound of steel squeezing, giving people a strong sense of shock and oppression.

Even the **** of truth and knowledge feels this way.

The head of the giant on the ship slammed down and looked at the dream of life in Asai's hands.

As a mythological prop, it also has wisdom today.

It's just that it basically doesn't communicate with outsiders, and only occasionally makes some noises and greets each other when it meets the fairies and fairies who created the kingdom of God.

A ray of light swept down the door of truth.

Light slowly lifted Asai's mother's dream and led it to the boat.

The sacred boat set off again, away with a heavy humming sound.

Asai stood there dumbfounded, with a reluctant expression on his face.

Finally, he suddenly remembered something, raised his hand and waved to the distance.

bid farewell.

he knows.

The Sacred Ark will send his mother's dream to the dreamy sea of ​​stars in the kingdom of creation, and no one can disturb his mother's beautiful dream in the future.

Suddenly, Asai felt someone calling him.

He glanced back and saw reality through the door of truth.

the other side.

Vivien also finally found A Sai's relative Su Kebu, which is equivalent to finding A Sai.

Asai's consciousness was projected on Sukob, and he had a dialogue with this ancient sage of truth.

Su Kebu's figure was distorted for a while, and he turned into a polite **** with his palms. Although it was only a temporary divine descent, there was only a small amount of divine power passed on, but only a family member like Su Kebu could bear it. Ordinary servants simply can't afford it.

Asai said, "Is he dead?"

Vivien told him, "Not dead."

"He even kept a hand in the end. Meld, the king of the black mud abyss, opened the door of the abyss for him, and he chose to fall into the abyss."

"He wanted to be a **** all his life, but in the end he could only be a prop."

"His countless years of plans and calculations have all come to nothing."

After Vivien said this, she paused.

Then he said sharply: "However, I still won't let him go."

Asai and Vivien looked at each other: "Just right!"

"me too."

The two have a common understanding on this matter.

Vivien suddenly asked Asai, "When did you wake up?"

Asai replied: "Not long."

It looked like a conversation between old friends, not like two gods.

Vivien finally got to the point: "Since you woke up, there must be something you want to do!"

"You are already the **** of truth and knowledge, what else do you want to do in the future?"

Vivien is confirming Asay's situation.

In front of her heart, this person is an extremely unstable factor. Although he looks normal now, she can't forget that his predecessor was An Horfoss.

In Vivien's eyes, he could become An Horforth at any time, become a villain in a bottle, and become an existence like Xiao.

Asai also knows what Vivien thinks: "I am Asai, and I will carry out my everything with my will."

"Not influenced by anyone."

Vivien noticed what Asai was holding, and she said in surprise.

"This is?"

"Sage Sandan's Cursed Doll!"

"The original magic tool."

Vivien stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to take it, but immediately pulled it back.

She suddenly realized that what was in front of her was not an ordinary priest of the Temple of Truth or her servant, but Asai, the **** of truth and knowledge.

"In the beginning, it had a whole set, but in the end there was only one left, and it fell into the hands of my teacher Lan En."

After speaking, her expression was a little complicated.

"The teacher finally gave it to Xiao. At that time, everyone thought that Xiao would inherit the Temple of Truth and become a sage in the future."

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"However, the teacher did not choose him in the end, but chose me."

"It seems that the teacher has seen through Xiao's essence at that time."

Asai looked at Vivien: "Something from the first generation of truth sage Sandan?"

Since it belonged to the Sanctuary of Truth, Asai finally chose to give it back to Vivien. Although he wanted to pinch it off later, it really doesn't make any sense to cast unnecessary anger on such a pottery doll.

Vivien took it in her hand, and doubts appeared on her face.

"He put this thing in the dream world, what does it mean?"

Although this prop is not a powerful prop, its significance is extraordinary.

Suddenly, Vivien wanted to understand something.

She made a mocking sound.

"Hahahahaha!"

"He thought he threw it so far away that he couldn't see it, so he couldn't remember it?"

"Will he feel ashamed too?"

Vivien took the pottery doll as small as a thumb and held it up high.

"Since it's what the teacher gave him, I won't take it back."

"He betrayed the teacher, but the teacher never treated him badly."

"This is proof of his sin, that he can never erase the past, no matter what he becomes, even if he dies, these things will never be erased."

With a flick of the finger, the entrance to the dream world opens.

The pottery doll was thrown into the dream world by Vivien and fell into the broken dome.

The coordinates of the abyss are almost public, and it is the easiest place to find in the dream world.

After doing this, Vivien and Asai also parted ways completely.

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abyss.

A pottery doll floated from the sky and fell into the gate of original sin.

A hand grabbed it and held it in the palm of his hand.

It was originally a set, forming a ceramic couple.

Its other pottery dolls were damaged in the experiments of creating monsters and exploring divine grace. Only the weakest and smallest one remained, because the divine blood on it was not enough for one experiment, so it became a memorial and a symbol .

It used to have many stories, it came from the kingdom of fairies that created the kingdom of gods, and it came from a fairy.

Its story runs through the life of the Sander case, remembering Sandan and his students Haru and Lane.

The end of the story.

It's Lane and Shaw.

Xiao grabbed the pottery doll, and the scene appeared in front of him again.

The sugar crystal giant with a funny hat walked on the barren and barren pristine land, sitting alone on his shoulders.

The teacher asked Xiao who was standing: "Your name is Xiao, why can't you see the slightest smile on your face?"

Xiao replied, "Laughing, what's the point?"

The teacher told him: "Because of happiness."

Xiao replied: "Happiness is just the satisfaction of getting what you want."

The teacher asked him, "Did you not get what you wanted?"

Xiao's response at the time was: "I don't want much, but it's hard to get."

The teacher thought about it for a while, and then gave Xiao the cursed pottery doll.

"gave it to you."

Xiao told the teacher, "Teacher, do you want to tell me the joy of getting something?"

"But I'm not happy to have it."

Teacher Lan En shook his head, and he told the origin of this thing.

"This is what my teacher Sandan left me!"

Xiao's teacher fell into memory, and although his face was smiling, his eyes were very complicated.

"Halu was very envious when he was a child, because this is the world's first magical item."

"It was originally a set of ceramic dolls, but unfortunately only the last one is left, and it is also the weakest and smallest one."

"When I got it, it was already third-order, and it was nothing to me."

"But every time I see it, I can recall the old days and feel happy."

"Although those joys have long disappeared in the years."

Xiao didn't understand what kind of truth the teacher was trying to tell himself: "What's the point of this?"

The teacher did not express other meanings, but only said one of the most conspicuous truths.

"Sometimes what you get is not necessarily what you want, but it can still bring happiness."

"Happiness is not getting what you want."

"It's because there are things worth remembering, and there are people who can't be abandoned."

The teacher saw that Xiao still couldn't understand what he meant, and said that he could understand, but he couldn't understand the emotion.

The teacher could only helplessly shook his head and patted Xiao on the shoulder.

"Take it as something that symbolizes the teacher's expectations, and hope that you can surpass us and do better."

The teacher's eyes twinkled, and his smile was brighter than the sun.

"I hope one day, I can be the joy in your memories."

"The light that makes me laugh when I think of it~lightnovelpub.net~ Young Xiao took the pottery doll and held it in the palm of his hand.

The memory ends in the mind, and the scene returns to the abyss.

Back under the never-ending black rain.

An evil **** in tattered and decaying robes is isolated in the darkness.

Everything is lost in time.

Untraceable and unchangeable.