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In a storage wonderland.

Bright sunshine and sandy beaches, small islands and white pagodas form a coveted small space of its own.

At this moment, the puppet Oran is in a wheelchair and is being pushed around by San Rafael, playing wildly in his storage wonderland.

Because dolls don't like to move.

In other words, every time it moves, it needs to use the power of Elena's heart, which will allow the power of Elena's heart to erode it, which makes it more willing to sit.

Saint Raphael gradually learned the story about the puppet Oran, which was transformed into a puppet after merging the heart of Elena. This strange stone turned it into a metal body and gave it So it controls the power of metal.

"So this heart turns you into a talking puppet, and if you use its power too much, you'll be completely devoured."

"What will happen then?"

The puppet Oran is also unclear: "Maybe it will become a real puppet!"

It was afraid that San Rafael would not understand, and added: "The kind that can't speak."

San Rafael doesn't like this, she still likes a talking doll.

Saint Raphael thought: "Can you change a heart?"

The puppet Oran said: "Dig it out and I'll die."

Saint Raphael corrected: "It's broken."

The puppet does not answer.

Seeing the puppet Oran like this, San Rafael deliberately joked.

"Try it, such as changing the heart of wood, I think it's very good."

"Our fairies grow out of trees."

The puppet Oran didn't want to pay attention to her. He heard that fairies are very quiet and gentle, but he didn't expect that when he actually saw the fairies, the other party was a talkative and noisy guy.

San Rafael pushed the puppet Oran under the rainbow tree, the bright sun shone on the beach, the rainbow tree swayed in the breeze, and the fragrance of flowers spread to San Rafael's nose from a height.

Saint Raphael took a deep breath of the fragrance of the flowers, and looking at her expression, the puppet Oran could imagine the fragrance coming from the pavement.

San Rafael talked about his plan, about the storage wonderland. "

"When I become a fourth-order fairy, the fairyland will become an independent space."

"I will take it back to the kingdom of the creator, you and the storage spirits can also follow me, and I can introduce my friends to you."

"I have so many friends."

"They were all very nice and very entertaining."

San Rafael pointed to the flower of the rainbow tree: "At that time, the flower of the rainbow tree will have the power of space, and every time a flower opens, there will be a narrow dimension space. I am on the rainbow tree of Sister Flotti. seen."

"Born when the flower blooms, and disappears when the flower falls."

"These dimensional space mortals can use it. The more they use it, the more their storage wishes will be transformed into power and integrated into my rainbow tree, and the tree will grow bigger."

"The bigger the tree, the more flowers it has."

"It will grow to hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, 10,000 meters."

San Rafael never thought about how tall the 10,000-meter tree was, she was just speaking from her imagination.

Saint Raphael pointed to the White Tower again, and she also had plans for this tower.

"The tower doesn't change, so what's hidden in it lasts forever."

If the space of the rainbow flower is limited by time, then the space inside the White Tower is truly eternal storage space.

"That is, the tower will be full one day, should I build a new tower?"

"Also, I don't have a fourth-order now, and the flowers of the rainbow tree can't condense the dimensional space."

"How do I collect the Light of Prayer on Storage?"

Saint Raphael pushed the wheelchair, leaning on the back of the chair and propping his chin with his hands.

"If only someone could help me think about it."

"but."

"You're just a puppet, how can you solve my troubles for me?"

How could Oran be fooled by the obvious aggressiveness of Saint Raphael.

It doesn't like to be busy.

But under the chatter of San Rafael and the sound of magic, the puppet Oran still made an opinion.

"Let the alchemist help you build the white pagoda through rituals and turn the white pagoda into an alchemy tool."

"As much as they can expand this alchemy tool, they will have as much storage space as possible, so that this white tower will become stronger and stronger, and have more and more storage space."

"You can also use the petals of the rainbow tree as the core of the ritual array, and make a storage alchemy prop specially used to store and store it to connect with this fairyland and the White Pagoda."

"This item is the only proof to open the interior space of the White Tower."

"In the beginning, let the alchemist store items through the rainbow tree hole, and then take out the items through the rainbow tree hole."

"When you become Tier 4 in the future, you can even guide alchemists or other professionals to create items that can be directly extracted and stored."

As a former alchemist, the opinion put forward by the puppet Oran is still very reliable.

San Rafael nodded, but looked up at his rainbow tree.

"petal?"

"Will they rip my rainbow tree bald?"

Saint Raphael sometimes asks some stupid questions, and the puppet is no longer surprising: "You are a fairy with extraordinary power, an innate sacred race, as long as you become stronger and stronger, you can Make innumerable petals."

San Rafael felt that this method was really good, and she immediately rushed back with the wheelchair and the puppet.

The puppet Oran was sitting in a wheelchair and suddenly asked about San Rafael.

"You are from the Kingdom of God of Creation."

"Have you seen the Creator?"

San Rafael nodded: "Of course I have."

The puppet Oran asked again, "What is the creator like?"

When the puppet Oran asked me this question, I remembered the statue of Sally, the mother of life, that I had seen in Suinhall.

That is a great **** in myths and legends, a goddess who created all life, including snake people.

In the thinking power of the snake people in the land of sunrise, the creator is the creator of the world, and the master of the dream of the miracle temple is the master of the kingdom of gods.

San Rafael thought for a while and then said.

"I didn't dare look."

"But it should be a person who is as dazzling as a star. I can see the endless rays of light pouring out of his body with my head down and spreading to the whole world."

"You can feel that He is the source of all power, the beginning of all."

The puppet Oran felt that this statement fit the definition of a god: "Indeed."

"He made us."

The two of them are obviously not the same person, but neither of them know.

The puppet Oran asked again: "And what about the **** of alchemy and desire, the great **** Iva?"

Saint Raphael replied: "He is a good man, and he is very generous."

This is the first time the puppet Oran has heard someone use such words to describe a god.

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half year later.

Blackfire City, the Land of Sunrise.

A mercenary wearing leather armor and holding an iron sword entered the hall of the Alchemist Council, and threw the head of the corpse of a four-armed snake demon on the table; the bracelet in his hand was obviously a powerful alchemy tool. A powerful and powerful mercenary.

Most of these people in Suinhol and the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes will become knights under the lord of one party, or directly join the legion, seeking to become nobles; some people choose to join the temple and become a **** attendant.

But in the land of sunrise, the atmosphere is more open, and the place itself is a place where you don't care.

Many low-level powers from the local area or from Suinhoor and the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes choose to join the fleet to go out to sea, choose to become mercenaries, or simply wander around for some reason and form an extraordinary force.

Some schools of alchemy first emerged in this way.

He wiped his nose proudly and asked the waiter behind the table.

"How many Xinji can be exchanged?"

Xinji means gold in the Snake language, and is also the name of the first-generation elder in the Land of Sunrise.

But since the gold coins in the Land of Sunrise are also printed with the shabby head of the Great Elder, so Xin Ji now also means gold coins.

The waiter invited an alchemist from behind, and after the verification, the alchemist said to the mercenary.

The two seem to know each other, or have traded between them many times.

"You're lucky."

"Material prices have gone up recently."

In the early days of alchemists making props, they divided their own power to make props.

later.

They extract materials by hunting monsters and create the alchemy props they want.

But recently, the alchemists have had new goals.

By hunting monsters in the abyss, extract power and desired alchemy materials from monsters.

The power of the abyss is corrosive, but the alchemists have a way to strip the power from spiritual pollution through the lamp of divine deed.

therefore.

Recently, in the Land of Sunrise and even Suinhol and the King of Serpents, a profession of witcher has arisen.

By hunting down the fallen ones, the fallen demons.

Use their body materials to exchange huge amounts of wealth with alchemists, or exchange alchemy props, magical tome, and everything else.

The mercenary took the bag and weighed it. After opening it, he found that it was indeed a lot.

It was about his road to becoming rich, so he asked again.

"Why did the price go up?"

The alchemist replied, "Didn't you hear the news? A fairy came to the world from the kingdom of the gods and brought the blessings of the gods to mortals."

The alchemist's voice was full of admiration. This was the fairy who brought them wealth and magic, and it was nothing to him.

Is there anything more generous than this?

"The fairies have brought us good news, a real good news."

"The fairy has given us the power and method to make storage props, because to make storage props, extraordinary materials are very scarce recently."

"You can take the opportunity to salvage a fortune."

"After a while, maybe it will come down."

Young witcher: "Storage? What's the use?"

The alchemist took out a ring with a flower petal pattern: "See? This is a storage tool."

"I can store things in the fairy's wonderland and extract them anywhere through the rainbow tree."

The young witcher approached: "There are a lot of treasures hidden in it!"

The alchemist immediately took his hand back: "You don't need to know about this."

The young witcher's mind was very flexible, and he immediately thought of the use of this storage tool.

"In this case, it is equivalent to having a treasure trove that no one can take or steal?"

Alchemist: "Not only that, for example, I hide a batch of important things in the City of Lights, and then as long as I send this ring to someone, he can get these things in the City of Fire Protection."

"There are many other uses, I don't need to tell you more."

The witcher thought about whether he could hide some of his own things.

In this way, if you reveal your identity and encounter someone who is chasing him, if you want to run away, you won't be afraid that you won't be able to take your things with you.

That's right.

It's no surprise that the witcher is a Suinhor's wanted man, many of whom are people of questionable identities from all over the world.

At this time, the alchemist took the opportunity and said, "I've been making storage items recently, and I'm already quite skilled."

"If you get more extraordinary materials, I can also calculate the price for you."

The witcher asked the alchemist, "What if I want a ring like this?"

The alchemist said, "You can be considered cheaper."

The witcher nodded in satisfaction, and prepared to leave.

When leaving, he couldn't help but ask a question.

"correct."

"What's the name of that fairy?"

The alchemist said to him, "Saint Raphael."

The witcher nodded and wrote down the name: "That name doesn't sound like a mortal."

that's it.

The name of the storage fairy Saint Raphael also began to spread throughout the Land of the Sunrise.

In the future, it may spread all over the world.

As long as there is a place where there is a powerful person and a place where storage tools are used, someone will know her existence.

As storage props began to rise, more and more alchemists began to choose to make storage props, and the feedback of these human actions was quickly passed on to the storage wonderland that had never been completed.

In a storage wonderland.

Santa Rafe pushed her wheelchair up the spiral staircase outside the White Tower, and suddenly she raised her head and opened her mouth.

"Ah cut."

The puppet saw San Rafael's action very strange: "Do fairies also sneeze?"

San Rafael told the puppet Oran: "A lot of people are saying my name recently."

"I got blocked."

"And then I don't know why, it just became like this."

"It may be that I haven't adapted to so many people calling me. It will be fine after a while."

San Rafael finished sneezing, then became complacent.

"No way, who made me so popular?"

"Although what they said was weird, some people still regarded me as a wishing machine and asked me to give them gold coins."

"I'm not a gold coin fairy."

Fairies are dream beings, when someone says their name, especially when they are powerful.

They will feel certain information through the dream world.

Doll Oran: "Why don't you open a door? Do you have to leave this staircase behind?"

To the puppet's question about why it didn't open a door, she replied.

"Don't you think that entering the White Tower like this makes you feel more?"

"It's like when you let the paper plane fly out, you have to slap at the plane."

Doll Oran: "What is a paper airplane?"

San Rafael: "It's a plane made of paper."

The puppet Oran still didn't understand: "Then what is a plane?"

Saint Raphael was immediately stunned: "Huh? Yeah?"

She looked at the puppet Oran blankly: "What is an airplane?"

She found that fairies called paper airplanes for so long, but never understood the origin and meaning of the name.

"That's what the fairies say anyway."

As for where the goblins came from, it is estimated that it came from the gods in the pyramid temple.

It's just that in this world, it is estimated that few people can go to Him to find the answer.

Or even if people can meet the great Him, who would ask such a meaningless answer?

San Rafael entered the top of the White Tower.

Then he boarded a white boxy box, and the box immediately began to descend quickly and headed for the depths of the White Tower.

The surrounding boxes, large and small, gave way to a passage, looking orderly.

But it has a sense of linkage like dominoes.

Today's White Tower is completely different from before. Based on the former headquarters of the Taling School, it was first refined into a super-large extraordinary item by San Rafael with the help of the alchemists of the entire Sunrise Land. embryo.

The White Pagoda has also completely changed from before. Although the outside is still cylindrical, the inside is square and upright.

Up and down in the White Tower is no longer through stairs, but a method of elevators.

The interior of the White Tower is divided into many grids. These grids are of different sizes, spliced ​​together, and even the grids can move up, down, left and right.

These grids are the lockers.

At the same time, you can also ride the grid up and down, which is very magical and interesting.

When the lockers are not enough, this tower of alchemy props will expand by itself, and then create new spaces and new storage grids.

However, at present, this super-large alchemy prop has not yet been formed, and the space is sufficient, so naturally there is no need to consider this problem.

When refining and designing this prop, the doll Oran and the old Bart gave many opinions.

for this.

Both of them are professional.

However, the way to enter the tower by following the stairs to the top from the outside, and then entering the tower, San Rafael is still retained.

Although this method is cumbersome, San Rafael likes it.

Saint Raphael standing on the storage grid.

Watching the storage grid slowly slow down, and finally came to the deepest part of the White Tower.

There are several storage compartments at the front of the number, dividing three huge storage cabinets.

Saint Raphael deliberately left the first three empty, meaning that this was the locker she left for the three supreme gods.

Even these lockers will continue to expand as her abilities become stronger and the White Tower becomes larger.

San Rafael carefully placed the dream master Sheila's ring in one of them. Although the dream master's preservation was meant to be given to her, San Rafael still stored the ring when not in use. .

After putting things away, San Rafael was very happy.

"I did it."

She turned her head to look at the doll Oran, the happiness and joy on her face did not hide at all.

"This is the first storage mission I received, and it was given to me by Lord Sheila."

"Now."

"I'm done with it."

Saint Raphael felt as if she had completed the most important ritual in her life, a very important promise to her, and she returned to the top of the White Tower with the doll Oran.

She began to transform mortals' wishes for storage into the light of prayer she needed.

"Coming!"

"The light of my prayer."

One after another rays of light rushed out of the grid in the White Tower, and then converged to the sky.

The light fell like a rain of fire, falling into the entire storage wonderland, and into the interior of the White Pagoda.

One by one, the spirits of storage turned into light spots and rushed out of the White Tower, bathing in these rays of light and starting a new change.

Under the rendering of the light of prayer, the phantoms of these storage spirits became completely solid.

One after another, the silhouettes and figures of the Spirit of Storage appeared here.

They have the appearance of snake people and wear similar clothes.

But they can help San Rafael do a lot if they want to, of course.

The puppet looked at the familiar figures, and it suddenly stood up from the wheelchair, not wanting to move at all.

"what?"

The doll's oram gem-encrusted eyes shone brighter and brighter.

There was no expression on the face of the doll Oran Metal, but its voice was trembling.

These people once belonged to a certain force, including old people, middle-aged people, and teenagers.

Although these storage spirits seem to be awake and not awake at times, they exist because they are attached to this fairyland. They remember some of the past, but more often they seem to be sleepwalking.

The puppet Oran walked forward blankly, he was approaching the spirits of storage.

The spirit of storage turned back one by one, and the first person began to call the puppet Oran.

"Orland!"

Then, the second sound, the third sound.

"Orland!"

"Orland!"

They finally broke free from the eternal darkness and chaos. Although only a shadow remained, at least they would not be imprisoned in pain forever.

Extraordinary is like a double-edged sword, it gives you power beyond the ordinary, but the consequences of using it indiscriminately are also extremely terrifying.

It gives you consciousness and wisdom, but it can also keep your consciousness and wisdom imprisoned in darkness forever.

perhaps.

This is also the reason why the Creator created the Dream Sea of ​​Stars.

Looking at it, he suddenly lowered his head.

He dared not look any further.

"Everyone."

"Are they all back?"

With a bang, Oran made Oran kneel on the ground.

It suddenly hit the ground hard, and then hugged its head.

San Rafael didn't understand how the puppet became like this, let alone the excitement in its heart.

At this time, Old Tut, the caretaker who had collected petals under the rainbow tree, suddenly sensed something.

It rushed up from the foot of the mountain and quickly reached the top of the tower.

Then he was completely stunned.

The old caretaker Tut suddenly remembered that he was once the most talented student of the Taring School.

decades ago.

He and Oran were both pupils of the teacher, under the tutelage of the head of the Taring School.

At that time, the Taling School had a large number of teachers and students, and the entire Golden City belonged to them. People in the Taling School thought they were at the forefront of alchemy, and their ideas could change the world.

"Traditional family alchemists are conservative and ignorant, and only schools can create the future."

"The mystery of the tower spirit is the ultimate mystery of the alchemist, creating a tower spirit with wisdom."

"Where does the wisdom to find life come from?"

"Find all the answers, this is the alchemist."

Old Tut can also remember these words that transcended the times, those words were spoken by the people in front of them, and every word can change the times and the world.

Until one day, everyone began to question the profound meaning of Taring.

Batch after batch of people left the Taring School, and even fought each other.

Finally, the teacher decided to start the experiment.

However, so many people have failed, and this time there was no miracle, and even more terrible consequences.

It's not just the teacher who is eroded by madness and turned into a terrifying prop.

all.

All went crazy.

In the end, Oran merged with Elena's heart and killed the mad teacher along with all the members of the Taring School.

But even so, even so.

Everything could not end. Everyone turned into evil spirits and was imprisoned in this white tower. The once sacred tower became a terrifying prison.

Old Tut looked at a figure in front of him, and he didn't cry or feel sad this time.

Instead, he gradually smiled.

"They're all back."

"All are back."

He chased the edge of the top of the tower, touching every shadow and calling out their names.

He came to the kneeling puppet, and to Oran, who was shivering on his knees, buried his head and didn't dare to lift it up.

Old Tut watched Oran for a long time.

Finally, he let out a long sigh.

He stretched out his hand to get him up and helped up this friend who had lost everything like him, even his body.

Oran lowered his head and asked old Tut.

"do you hate me?"

"Hate me for killing them?"

There was a tired expression on the old face of Old Tut: "I don't hate you for killing them. They are no longer what they used to be at that time. I only hate why you didn't stop the teacher with me."

"I actually hate myself, if only I could have been more determined."

"But who knew it would turn out like this?"

Old Tut kept shaking his head, his brows lowered and his expression became uncomfortable and sad: "We are like gamblers, always thinking that we will succeed next time."

"Never really thought about it, we might also have the most terrifying failure."

The puppet Oran didn't dare to look up at all, he didn't dare to look at these people.

"What about the teacher?"

Old Tut told it: "He's not here."

The puppet Oran immediately understood that the other party should finally choose to enter the dream world.

In an instant, the doll's body collapsed.

The puppet Oran opened his mouth, then closed it, and spoke in words that were too small to be heard.

"Can he pass the judgment of the Creator?"

But Old Tut said something that Saint Raphael said before: "Let all sins be decided by the Creator!"

The old guard Tut looked around and looked at the white tower.

His lifelong obsession has imprisoned him for a lifetime.

"Orland!"

"This is no longer a prison."

"This is the White Tower."

In the end, his eyes were fixed on Saint Raphael.

"Lord San Rafael!"

"You redeemed them, and..."

"Redeemed us."

The puppet Oran raised his head and looked at the old Tut. The old Tut looked completely different from before, no longer suffering and resentment, no longer entangled in the past.

It seems that a certain knot in my heart has completely dissipated.

Saint Raphael looked at the two of them. Although she couldn't understand their emotions, she still spoke according to her own thoughts.

She puffed out her chest and looked like I was awesome.

"Do not be afraid."

"You will live in my fairyland from now on, and I will protect you."

Old Tut laughed suddenly, and those who didn't know thought it wasn't a fairy in front of him.

She is the eldest sister of an underground force in the City of Lights.

And the spirits of storage gradually returned to their places and fell into every corner of the storage wonderland.

This fairyland has also become lively, and you can talk to these storage spirits wherever you go.

although.

They are sometimes awake and confused, and their words are always repeated.

But occasionally it can always give people some unexpected reminders.

at night.

Saint Raphael wrote letters to his friends in the Kingdom of God, telling them everything about him on earth.

There are fairies, fairies, and gods.

She specially opened a storage space for Lord Sheila, the master of the dream, and put the ring that Lord Sheila gave her to keep.

"I also left one for Insai, and I look forward to doing something for the supreme Insai."

"Although I no longer send letters for the gods, I can still store things for the gods."

"correct."

"And the ruler of life."

However, when writing this name, she always thinks of the scene where she was caught by the master of life before.

At that time, Sally, the master of life, watched her drill through the tree hole, and she also wanted to learn her to drill into the tree hole of the rainbow tree.

Fortunately, she was finally persuaded by Lord Sheila.

So she wrote the following: "Because the imposing manner of the Lord of Life is too majestic and powerful, the weak and pitiful Saint Raphael did not dare to take the liberty to disturb him. If Lord Sheila sees the Lord of Life, please help me convey it. Bar!"

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God of creation.

The rainbow tree tree hole outside the window of the temple of the pyramid shone with light, and a starlight floated up and rushed into the temple.

Not long.

A flawless white palm grasped something in the starlight.

Sheila received a letter from San Rafael, which told about the interesting things that happened around San Rafael recently, and then thought of the strange things that San Rafael once said.

The dream master Sheila watched and couldn't help but laugh.

The creator, because Sai God did not know when he appeared in the temple, just saw the scene of Sheila covering her mouth and laughing.

"Is it a letter from the fairy with shining eyes?"

Sheila nodded and put down the letter in her hand: "Yes! God, do you remember her too?"

Yin Shen also had an impression of this special fairy, he said to Sheila.

"When you are young, everyone thinks they can get everything in the world, and they always like to hold everything they want in their hands."

"Although she is a fairy in the forest, as long as she is a life, she naturally has desires. It has nothing to do with good or evil."

"It's just that there are many things in this world that you can't get all of, and you have to learn to let go of some things."

Sheila stepped forward and looked at Yin Shen: "She is still too young, but one day she will know this."

"Isn't the meaning of life just about growing up?"

"Just like I used to be."

"I used to be a little girl who would hide in the corner and cry because of my own mistakes."

Yin Shen also remembered the past: "Yes!"

Although Yin Shen didn't read the letter, he seemed to already know the content of the letter.

In this world, it seems that there are not many things that can be hidden from His eyes.

"Since she gave me a storage compartment, then I'll put something!"

Sheila had a surprised look on her face.

She was also very curious that Yin Shen would put something in the storage wonderland.

Then, she saw Yin Shen break off a branch from the rainbow tree outside the window.

The light flows, and the branch becomes a small wooden hammer.

The Dream Lord looked at this thing with question marks all over his head.

"?"

She looked at Yin Shen and wanted to get an explanation.

But Yin Shen had nothing to say, so she had to ask.

"Why a gavel?"

Yin Shen said: "Because it is just right."

Sheila: "What's right?"

Yin Shen: "It's suitable to be a reminder, or a small punishment."

Yin Shen did not explain, and a slight arc was raised on his face.

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Above the wasteland farther north of the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes.

There are mysterious stories and legends of the once ancient Evir people.

It's just that after so many years, the people who have witnessed the existence of the city-state of Evir have all passed away, and the legends are only legends.

recent.

It is rumored that a group of strange people have appeared on the wasteland, holding magical powers.

In the depths of the wasteland, a group of secret groups who believe in the **** of truth and knowledge are holding a grand ceremony.

This is a complex dark dungeon.

In the underground palace is an organization called the Witch of the Wasteland, and the leader of the organization, the Sukobu Assassin, is praying to the gods.

"God of truth, master of books and knowledge, Asai of eternal reincarnation."

"Your relatives and servants, Sukob, are asking for your will to pay attention, ready to listen to your oracles at any time."

Mantras and deities are repeated as the ritual begins.

An indescribable feeling descended upon this place.

Everyone was so oppressed that they couldn't lift their heads, and even felt that their whole body and the book of witch spirits were restless.

Everyone understands that the gods are watching here.

Sukob then prayed to the gods: "God of truth and knowledge."

"recent."

"The messenger of the kingdom of creation came to the world, brought the oracle of the creator to the world, and bestowed the gospel of the land of sunrise."

As soon as the words came out.

Immediately, I felt that the gaze that was staring at the world had completely changed, becoming countless times larger, and everyone's consciousness was frozen.

A sturdy giant door slowly opened, and the shadow of the gods appeared in the door.

A large number of ghosts appeared on both sides of the steps, and they all looked at the believers in the world.

This scene directly drove the believers who saw the gods and the gate of truth crazy for the first time. There is nothing more sacred and glorious for believers than this~lightnovelpub.net~ The gods had a dialogue with Su Kebu directly, conveyed his will to him.

Sukob is not an ordinary believer, he is a dependent who once received the carrier of the will of the gods.

"Sukob."

"Go to see the messenger who represents the will of God Insai and comes from the Kingdom of Creation."

After saying this, the door of truth slowly closed.

The wasteland witch spirit organization hidden in the depths of the wasteland also began to set out for the land of sunrise.