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In the white tower, more and more storage grids can be seen flashing light, marked with numbers, and branded with various marks.

In the storage compartment, a variety of items have also been placed.

And the things in these storage compartments are constantly changing, and people are often put in and taken away.

More and more storage compartments have been enabled recently.

The alchemists built their storage grids one after another through rituals, and then obtained the petals of the rainbow tree through ritual feedback, and finally made corresponding storage props.

The white storage tower has become more and more perfect, watching the grids running up and down, watching the light of prayer pour into the sky from the white storage tower.

San Rafael seemed to hear the golden coins falling from the sky continuously and fell into his bag.

The fairy Saint Raphael swims in the white storage tower, swimming in the gaps of the lattices.

"A lot of stuff."

"It's all babies."

She looked at such a large treasure house and was very happy.

She felt as if she had become the richest person in the world.

What is happiness?

This is happiness.

When passing by, she also saw storage spirits shuttle through the White Tower one after another, and they were assisting San Rafael to run this White Tower and Storage Wonderland.

Finally, she stopped in a mysterious large storage compartment in the deepest part.

This is the storage compartment of the creator, and the creator recently put the same thing in it.

then.

She saw an illusory palm coming from the sky, sending a ray of light into this storage compartment, ignoring space and everything.

But except for her, no one in Wonderland and the outside world saw that hand.

At this moment, San Rafael is like a cat full of curiosity. She shakes her furry head, her eyes look at the storage grid for a while, and then she looks up into thinking.

"What will the creator put in it?"

"Can not!"

"You can't see it."

"Peeking is bad behavior."

When people say that, they are deceiving themselves.

Sure enough, another Saint Raphael in her heart said to her.

"Look at it, maybe it's something interesting."

"No, that's a divine thing."

San Rafael turned his head to the other side: "I didn't take it, I just checked if I lost it."

"That's right, it's not a peek."

"This is the responsibility of inspection as a qualified storage fairy."

Deng!

San Rafael convinced himself.

The storage fairy Saint Raphael snickered, and then approached cautiously.

She climbed to the top of storage compartment No. 1 and hung from above.

Look in through the gap above the storage compartment.

The huge lattice does not match her petite body.

She is like a small person, hanging from a big box.

"Clap!"

However, before she could see what was inside.

The box suddenly opened.

Saint Raphael raised his head and saw that the storage compartment was suddenly opened, his face full of question marks.

"what happened?"

"Why did it suddenly open?"

"Did I open it?"

"I didn't open it?"

Before she could think of an answer, a mallet suddenly popped out of the storage compartment.

The moment the mallet popped out, it magnified dozens or hundreds of times, and hit San Rafael on the head at once.

The direct knock made gold stars appear in her eyes, and she let go of her hand and floated in the air in a trance.

The mallet slammed the mallet again, knocking her out of the white tower.

"what!"

She jumped up from the storage white tower like a black dot and flew into the sky.

Finally, it crossed an arc from the sky and landed on the rainbow tree in Wonderland.

On the rainbow tree, San Rafael was dizzy.

"Ouch!"

"Where did the mallet come from? Why are you hitting me?"

Head up, **** up.

It hurts on the top, and it hurts on the bottom.

After rubbing his head, which was originally not smart, Saint Raphael suddenly realized after a long time: "I was discovered by... the Creator?"

She raised her head, suddenly a little guilty.

I always felt that there were a pair of bright eyes looking at me from the top of my head.

"Can not!"

"Did you peek?"

She felt that her little thought was completely seen through by God Insai.

This time.

She no longer dared to casually peek and touch other people's storage compartments.

Like a current thief who was caught, she fell down from the rainbow tree with a guilty conscience.

Although the bad taste has not been satisfied, the storage fairyland is indeed under continuous improvement. She may only need ten or twenty years to complete her storage fairyland and bring it back to the kingdom of creation. .

San Rafael had just climbed down from the tree when a figure appeared behind him.

Feeling guilty, she turned her head and was startled by the other party.

"Oops!"

She patted her chest and said with a long sigh.

"It's Mr. Tut!"

At this time, Old Tut came under the rainbow tree and looked at the fairy curiously.

"Lord San Rafael."

"Why did you suddenly fly out of the White Tower and then fall from the sky?"

"Is this learning to fly?"

Saint Raphael stuck out her tongue, but she didn't hide it.

"I peeked at the things that the Creator stored in the White Tower, and it turned out that something so big...so big popped up."

She gestured with her hand, describing the size of the hammer.

"Such a big mallet knocked me out in one fell swoop."

The old Tut didn't react at first, and after realizing that the title that San Rafael said was correct, the old man immediately opened his mouth.

I don't know how to describe this daring fairy in front of me, you dare to peek at the things hidden by the creator.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was a fairy, it wouldn't be because the hammer flew into the sky, and it wouldn't matter if it fell.

That's probably the scum left.

"Lord San Rafael!"

"How dare you?"

San Rafael rubbed his forehead with one hand and his **** with the other.

She was hit twice with a mallet, although she wasn't injured, but it hurt.

But when she heard old Tut compliment her so, she immediately had stars in her eyes and raised her chest proudly.

Also took a picture on it.

"Of course."

"In Rainbow Forest, I am the most courageous."

Old Tut wanted to complain: "I'm not complimenting you."

After chatting with Saint Raphael for a while, most of the old Tut listened to what Saint Raphael was talking about. It was not until he returned to the hut outside the White Tower that Old Tut said to Saint Raphael. .

"Lord San Rafael."

"I'm leaving."

Saint Raphael didn't understand at first: "Ah!"

Old Tut said again to San Rafael: "I'm leaving."

"I am the keeper of the exile of the White Tower, and the keeper of this cage."

"Now that there are no cages and exiles to the White Tower, I am no longer needed here."

Saint Raphael understood, and suddenly felt a little reluctant to Old Tut.

For so many days, Old Tut and Oran helped her build a brand-new white storage tower, planning the entire storage wonderland, storage rituals, and storage props.

Without the help of the two of them, San Rafael himself would not know how long it would take to figure out what was going on.

"Can't you stay?"

"Is my fairyland not good enough?"

But Old Tut shook his head: "I've been trapped here for decades. I spent two stages of youth and middle age here. I used to think I would die of old age here."

"You rescued all those trapped in this cage."

"Those trapped in the lamp, and me."

"It is because of you that I have the opportunity to start my life again at this time."

Saint Raphael had no choice, she could only nod her head with a shriveled mouth, but did not speak.

Old Tut looked at the somewhat childish San Rafael. Although the other party might be much older than him, Old Tut couldn't help but say it as if he was coaxing a child.

"Lord San Rafael!"

"I'm outside, and I'll send you letters often."

San Rafael watched Old Tut ingratiating himself, and his shriveled mouth slowly returned to its original state, but he was still a little reluctant to leave Old Tut.

She knew that Old Tut was not a creature with an unimaginable lifespan like the Dream Power Race.

For fairies, goodbye is really goodbye, and parting is really just a short parting.

And for the snake people, after this one farewell, they may not see each other again next time.

Old Tut said to leave, and immediately moved.

Or that he had already started preparations long ago, and only said it before he left.

Older people don't always hang around like younger people when parting.

They are used to keeping their emotions in their hearts and everything in their hearts.

At the gate of Wonderland, San Rafael pushed the wheelchair and brought the puppet Oran to see Old Tut.

Even the spirits of storage gathered, turning from light spots into individual figures, to see Old Tut off.

Oran, a puppet in a wheelchair, stared at Old Tut: "You are free."

Old Tut looked at the puppet: "You are free too."

"I will no longer imprison you."

"You don't have to be immersed in the past anymore. You left this White Pagoda. Have you ever thought about returning to the Land of Sunrise."

Old Tut hesitated for a while and said to Oran.

"Orland!"

"Will you come and help me if I re-establish the Taring School?"

Doll Oran: "You are so old, and you still have to toss."

Old Tut said, "It's because of this age."

"If you don't toss, there will be no chance to toss."

"The Taring School shouldn't just decline like this, there are more possibilities for alchemy."

"We had so many ideas and so many ideals, but all of them have not been realized."

"That would be a pity."

Doll Oran: "Isn't the demise of the Taling School because of the ideals of the builders of the Taling School? Isn't it because of our obedience to this ideal?"

"Tutt!"

"You used to, don't you hate these the most?"

Old Tut told the puppet Oran: "I've been thinking about it recently. I hate that we failed, that we didn't expect the consequences to be so terrible, not that we hated our original goals and ideals."

"I suddenly understood what the teacher thought back then."

"Teacher, he has already made a name for himself. He is already an alchemist standing at the top. He has almost everything."

"But we live in this world, we were born in this world as intelligent species, and as superpowers, we do more than that, and the meaning of our existence is not only that."

"What's the point of our existence if we lose our goal and our answer?"

"We are alchemists who manipulate desires, and servants of the gods of alchemy and desire. Are we finally tamed by desires and become a beast-like existence?"

"That's why he is so unwilling."

"He would be so desperate in his later years to want to carry out that experiment."

At the end, old Tut's voice slowed down.

"It's just that he didn't expect it to end like this."

Old Tut looked at the puppet Oran with peace in his eyes.

"There are still dreams."

"Only this time, I will pursue it more carefully."

After speaking, he suddenly laughed.

"Actually so many years."

"I am not imprisoning you, and you are not imprisoning me."

"We're just stuck with the past."

Old Tut stretched out his hand to Oran: "Olan, you were the most talented alchemist of the Taring School, and you can even be said to be the most talented person in that era."

"You are so smart."

"Come and help me!"

The puppet Oran did not respond to Old Tut's request: "I am no longer Oran before, I am just a puppet now."

Old Tut shook his head: "It's not this body or this tower that traps you, but your own heart."

Old Tut raised his head and happened to see the bulging Saint Raphael, because Old Tut tried to abduct her doll.

However, Old Tut's face was much thicker, and he touched the top of his white-haired and somewhat sparse head.

"Oops!"

"The weather is really good today, and it's a good day for departure."

When Saint Raphael heard this, he remembered that Old Tut was really leaving.

Old Tut said to Saint Raphael: "Lord Saint Raphael!"

"You are a real fairy. You made me feel that there are such beautiful and holy creatures in the world."

"You must do better, as you said, to understand the true meaning of storage."

"Leave... all the good things in the world."

San Rafael asked old Tut: "Aren't good friends supposed to be together forever?"

"Why do you want to separate?"

Old Tut looked at the innocent fairy in front of him: "True friends are in the heart."

"Not by your side."

He gave San Rafael a small gift, a metal music box, which could play a piece of music when opened.

"Beautiful and holy storage fairy, please keep my gift well!"

Old Tut left Wonderland without looking back, crossed the glittering rainbow-like gate, and returned to the Land of Sunrise.

For the first time, San Rafael understood that some things cannot stay around forever.

Saint Raphael spoke to the puppet lying in a wheelchair.

"fine."

"You have always been with me."

The doll Oran raised his head, his smooth metal face reflecting the sunlight.

"Lord Saint Raphael, you still don't understand what Tut meant."

"He wants to tell you that some things cannot be left forever, but memories can be treasured forever."

"You store not just things, but memories."

"It's not just the things in this wonderland and this white pagoda that bring you happiness, but the bits and pieces of it all."

Saint Raphael scratched the back of his head: "Do people in the mortal world speak so complicatedly?"

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Two groups of half-god messengers from Suinhoor and the northern wasteland arrived at the Golden City at the same time. They were going to the storage wonderland above the sea that mortals could not see or break into to meet the messenger of the Creator.

Smerkel from the country of blood, and Sukob from the wasteland just met on the Gold Coast.

Both sides were stunned.

Sukob also had great respect for the legendary king, who was at least several times earlier than him.

"Have seen the apostle of the Crimson Goddess, King Smerkel of Suinhor."

The Scarlet Witch, mortals would more often call it the Scarlet Goddess.

It is one of the titles of Vivien, the first ancestor of blood.

Smerkel also felt the identity of the other party's witch spirit: "You are... the servant of the **** of truth and knowledge, the leader of the wasteland witch spirit?"

The beliefs on the giant island of Ruh were basically divided among the three parties.

Suinhoor is dedicated to the mother of life and the first ancestor of blood, the King Court of Ten Thousand Snakes is dedicated to the mother of life and the mother of ten thousand snakes, and the Land of Sunrise is dedicated to the Lord of Dreams and the God of Alchemy.

The identity of Sukob is a bit awkward here, but fortunately, the Wasteland Witch Spirit Organization itself is not for spreading beliefs.

Sukob: "By the oracle of the God of truth and knowledge, I have come to see the servants of the gods who have come to the kingdom of creation."

Smerkel: "That's what I'm here for."

The purpose was explained, and the two set foot on the sea together.

At this time, the sea also set off a layer of ripples.

After the shimmering waves, it was a mirage-like scene.

The golden sandy beach comes into view first, then the white giant tower.

Under the tower, there is a tall rainbow tree.

What Smerkel and Sukob first saw was not the tower, but the rainbow tree.

"What a big rainbow tree."

In the human world, such a majestic divine tree cannot be seen.

It exists only in the kingdom of creation, in the rainbow wonderland where all fairies are born.

The two entered the fairyland.

Waited under the rainbow tree for a while.

The two were not in a hurry, they knew that the master here already knew that they were coming.

There was a burst of starlight shining on the top of the rainbow tree, and a black-haired girl with a wreath appeared on it.

The fairy blinked Gu Panshenghui's eyes and looked at the two people below with a curious expression.

"I'm San Rafael!"

"The messenger of the gods from the kingdom of creation, the fairy in the forest under the master of dreams."

"who are you?"

The two demigods prostrated on the ground and saluted the black-haired girl.

"Smerkel represents the first ancestor of blood, and meets the messenger from the kingdom of creation, and the messenger of Insai."

"Sukob, representing the **** of truth and knowledge, came to seek the guidance of the Creator."

Although they sounded like divine envoys, the two of them were different from the one in front of them. The other represented the creator, Insai.

As soon as Saint Raphael heard it, he knew that the two people in front of him should be the same as God Iva.

All for listening to the words of the Creator.

Although Saint Raphael didn't know whether it was an oracle that was really meant to be conveyed, she still planned to meet the two human demigods.

"Is Insai God's guidance?"

San Rafael poked his chin with his finger for a while, then lowered his head and said to Smerkel and Sukob.

"just!"

"I have something to do to go to the realm of the first ancestor of blood and the **** of truth and knowledge, and I haven't been there yet."

"I will personally go to the kingdom of the gods and visit them."

The storage wonderland of San Rafael has already opened up in the Land of the Sunrise, but it will develop more rapidly.

The place of belief of other gods is also a very important help.

Smerkel and Sukob saluted together, even their voices were uniform.

"My God is looking forward to your coming."

Saint Raphael waved his hand, and the petals slid by the wind.

"so be it!"

"I'll be over in a while."

Two people appeared outside the fairyland.

The conversation was brief.

Although the two did not get an answer, this time it was not a waste of time.

They confirmed that the messenger of the creator had really come, and it was the real messenger of the gods.

And more importantly.

There is really a guide from the Creator.

The two looked at each other and couldn't wait to pass the news to their respective gods.

In a storage wonderland.

A wheelchair slipped out from under the tree, and the puppet lying on the wheelchair looked at the distressed Saint Raphael above.

"Lord Saint Raphael, you have just accepted the worship of two divine envoys."

"You should be proud, why are you so distressed."

Saint Raphael once accepted the God of Desire and Alchemy to bow down in person, but she understood the meaning very well.

"They worship the creator, not me."

"But I do have some troubles."

"When I was in the lower realm, I only knew about the land of the sunrise. This is the place of belief of Lord Sheila, and Iva, the God of Alchemy, is also a servant of Lord Sheila."

"I also know something about Suinhol, but I don't know much."

To put it bluntly, the fairies in the forest are all creatures living on the Dreamland.

Most fairies do not yearn for the outside world, they prefer to stay in their own homes.

San Rafael can be regarded as an outlier, but she just wants to go to some familiar and sure places, where Sheila's divine power is shrouded and the brilliance of faith bathes.

So she chose the land of sunrise.

The other two places are completely unfamiliar, especially the kingdom of the God of truth and knowledge.

Doll Oran: "Suinhall is not far, I have been there before, there is nothing to be afraid of."

San Rafael: "But you don't know!"

"The kingdom of the **** of truth and knowledge is outside the giant island of Ruh, and it is also an unknown place that I don't understand very much."

"I heard from Sister Florty that it's dangerous there."

"Mythical-level disasters have erupted there, and many apostles of God-level existences fought wars there, and they also fell into the abyss there."

"Hundreds of thousands of intelligent species go extinct there, it's terrifying."

It was the first time that the puppet Oran heard of such a thing: "Mythical disaster? A war broke out among a number of apostles?"

"The **** of truth and knowledge, I seem to have heard of it, should it be the **** in the legend of Evel?"

"I didn't expect this **** really exists."

"So, is it true that the Evil people found the new world?"

There are so many secrets in this brief meeting.

The puppet Oran finally saw the difference between the world of gods and mortals.

The puppet Oran asked San Rafael, "Don't you want to go?"

San Rafael shook her head, she still wanted to go.

I just thought about it, but I was a little scared.

The puppet Oran also saw it, so he said to her.

"Didn't you say you're very brave?"

"Don't be afraid, you are a messenger from the kingdom of creation. You have met the messenger of the gods and the gods who ruled the dream. Who in this world can hurt you?"

San Rafael's identity is indeed her greatest protection, but at the same time, it also means that San Rafael's identity is neutral.

She can't do things outside her responsibilities and missions at will, and she can't easily intervene in human disputes.

"What's more!"

"What you are doing is convenient for everyone, even the gods need it."

When the puppet Oran said this, San Rafael turned his attention to it.

"or!"

"Are you going with me?"

San Rafael pulled on the puppet Oran, thinking he had found a good idea.

Doll Oran: "But I can't move easily."

"Every time I move, I need to borrow the power of Elena's heart."

San Rafael thought for a moment, and his eyes lit up.

"I have a solution."

Saint Raphael took the ring that Lord Sheila gave her to keep, and showed the power of this ring for the first time.

The puppet Oran asked her, "What is this?"

Saint Raphael told it the name of the ring: "Ring of the Void."

"It was the great master of dreams, Lord Sheila, who gave me in the temple, um..."

"Items handed to me for safekeeping."

"I can use it to directly open the void of the dream world, fold an ordinary thing to the limit through space, or exile other existences to the depths of the dream world."

"More importantly, I can use it to learn the power of space and gradually become familiar with the responsibilities and space laws of a storage fairy."

"Although it's not a mythical item, if it works, mythical items can't do such a thing."

The dream master Sheila gave San Rafael this ring to protect her safety and ensure the safe establishment of the storage wonderland.

both.

It is also for the sake of the completion of the storage wonderland, and San Rafael can further familiarize himself with the laws of space through the Ring of Void.

Although Saint Raphael said that she wants to be a storage fairy, but this storage fairyland needs to use space power, which is much more specialized and difficult than the stationery fairyland.

San Rafael only verbally said that he wanted to become a storage fairy, but in fact he did not fully possess this ability.

Sheila was helping her while urging her.

It is well-intentioned.

also.

The power on the surface is only empty, and the most important thing is that this ring can connect to the dream world.

It is equivalent to Saint Raphael wearing this ring, as long as he is connected to the power of the dream world, it is equivalent to connecting to the will of the dream master Sheila.

No matter where she is, Sheila, the master of dreams, will notice her immediately.

Doll Oran: "So you still have such a powerful thing, so do you still need to be afraid?"

Saint Raphael: "But, sometimes I'm afraid!"

It's like a strong man who is scared and screams when he encounters a small bug.

She had never seen such a terrible disaster.

From the imagination, there is actually an abyss that gathers all the filth in the world.

What's more, she also said that others are the gods of toilets and filth.

I don't feel anything when I speak ill, and I still feel that this is really a stroke of genius.

Proudly.

But after the lower bounds, it was a little cowardly.

Although the other party probably didn't know such a trivial matter, but he was still very empty. I heard that the guy was very powerful, and the two demigods didn't kill him.

How can a weak and not very smart guy like her be an opponent?

"He wouldn't know me, would he? Wouldn't he know that I said bad things about him?"

"In case the myth in the toilet..."

"No, what if the myths in the abyss come out and hit me?"

"How should I run?"

With this ring it's different, I can run fast.

She stretched out her hand, and in an instant, the doll Oran was compressed to the size of a slap and placed on her shoulder.

"Look!"

"Now I can take you wherever I go."

"If I run away, you catch me and run with me."

The doll, Oran, stared at San Rafael, who discovered another quality of the fairy.

very afraid of death.

San Rafael descended from the rainbow tree.

She took out her suitcase in the tree hole, checked her things, and was ready to go.

She sang and looked slowly and leisurely.

But all the time, I do what I want to do, what I like to do.

Preparing for this excursion and departure.

After Saint Raphael's fear and withdrawal disappeared, all his face turned into anticipation.

At this time, the puppet Oran asked a question that was of great concern to him.

When Saint Raphael talked to the two demigods just now, he naturally mentioned the name of a god, but the puppet Oran had never heard of the god's name.

"Who is the **** you just mentioned?"

While busy, Saint Raphael asked, "Which god?"

The puppet Oran blurted out: "It's the apostle of the Crimson Goddess just now, the one whose name is the same as the ancient king said, it's called... Yin~sai~"

"God……"

The puppet Oran still doesn't know that that is the ancient king.

But when it just said the word Insai, the sound cavity behind it became infinitely elongated.

This feeling.

It was as if time had been stretched until it stood still.

Before the words were finished, the puppet Oran suddenly went blank, and the whole world changed.

It sat on the shoulders of San Rafael, but suddenly saw a scene that did not belong to its own perspective.

"what?"

"How did I fly?"

Its consciousness seems to be pulled away from the earth in an instant, overlooking the earth from a very high place.

It looked around blankly.

Suddenly seeing endless darkness and storms sweeping everything, the earth, sky, and sea are all terrifying shadows.

It saw the shadow of a world-destroying demon roaring on the ground, and heard the horn of death.

Immediately after.

It heard a terrifying existence whispering in its ear, as if tentacles were entangled in it, trying to make its consciousness fall directly into madness.

The language that originated from billions of years ago rang in its ears.

"God said~"

"God said..."

"God said..."

"King Lederiki..."

Countless races of the Oldest were calling the name he was about to say, shouting some sacred epic in a feverish tone, but at the same time uttering a sound to curse him.

Curse him to speak the language of the oldest, curse him to call the name of the **** Insai in the language of the oldest.

"Touch the taboo..."

"die……"

"die……"

"That's the language of wisdom..."

"Do not spy... do not sing... do not shout..."

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

The puppet Oran had never seen such a scene before, and it felt like he was about to be completely swallowed by the darkness of the dream world.

One by one, terrifying shadows crawled up, and countless roots entangled in the darkness, locking him deadly.

at this time.

Someone shot a head on its head, directly awakening it from its sinking.

It heard San Rafael's voice again, which made it feel so intimate.

It seems to have risen from the abyss to heaven in an instant.

"Fool!"

"Don't use the words of wisdom to read the real names of the root **** and the creator. The syllable just now is the reading of the wisdom words of the Sanye people in the previous era."

The puppet Oran was dazed, and San Rafael looked at it worriedly.

"This kind of script is the language and script of the most ancient Sanye people. You are not qualified to use it, and you will suffer backlash if you use it."

"Generally, it's fine to learn and use lightly. Someone has done it before, but you actually used this way of reading to call the name of God Insai."

"Fortunately, your strength and spirituality are not strong, and what you communicate is only the curse of the will of the previous era in the dream world."

"If you were more powerful, you would die if you read the name of God Insai."

San Rafael scare the puppet Oran with the words he heard: "You will see the eternal outer star, see the sacred shadow jumping out of the universe and the long river of time, and you will be dragged into the eternal prison of time. in the cage."

"Endless years will completely destroy you into an empty shell, hundreds of millions of years will roll over you like a giant wheel, and eternal darkness will completely devour you and leave you there."

This is the first time the puppet Oran has heard such a statement.

The stronger you are, the faster you die.

The puppet Oran didn't understand: "Why are you okay after reading it?"

Of course, San Rafael knows what kind of existence a three-leaf symbiote is: "The guy just now is a three-leaf person who survived the last era, and he is qualified to call the creator, because they are the direct bloodline of the king of wisdom, Lederiki. ."

"In the last era, they called themselves the eldest sons of God."

"You haven't seen the retinue of the God of truth and knowledge, and you dare not use that way of reading?"

Seeing that the doll was fine, Saint Raphael immediately looked like an old man.

"It's just you stupid!"

The puppet Oran did not expect that one day he would be called stupid by San Rafael.

The puppet Oran felt that there were too many problems, and the information in the dialogue in San Rafael just made people feel like their minds were going to explode.

What is a trefoil?

What are the words of wisdom?

What is the Wisdom King Lederiki?

What was the last epoch?

But what it wants to know more now is what the name it just said, just a name has such terrifying power.

It heard the hymn from hundreds of millions of years ago, and heard the ancient life from the wild sing praises to this god.

When the world first opened.

When everything was just born.

It can even feel the vicissitudes in that sound, going back to the beginning of it all.

Saint Raphael glanced at the puppet Oran suspiciously. Didn't it talk to itself about the Creator before?

"Insai God?"

"He is the supreme **** of this world, the creator of everything!"

The puppet Oran felt even more dizzy: "What?"

I don't know how long it took before it seemed to clear its messy mind.

"Then what is the mother of life?"

Saint Raphael said as a matter of course: "Daughter of God Insai?"

By the way, St. Raphael told the original myth to the puppet Oran, the myth recorded by the three-leaf people.

"At the beginning of everything, the **** Insai created wisdom and life, and he gave wisdom to the king of wisdom, Lederiki, and since then the dark world has ignited the fire of wisdom."

"He gave life to Sally, the mother of life, who has the power to create life and bring the rhythm of life to the world."

"The creator, Insai, created everything and lives in the pyramid temple of the God of Creation."

"This world now belongs to the second era."

"Everything in the last era ended in 250 million years. It wasn't until thousands of years ago that everything started to work again, and the mother of life recreated the wisdom seed a thousand and a hundred years ago."

"Your story, the story of the serpent and the winged man, begins here."

"Created by the Mother of Life."

The puppet Oran finally understood something and understood the relationship between the first era and the second era.

For them, the mother of life is undoubtedly the creator.

Because He is the creator of the serpent and the winged man, the creator of this giant island of Ruh.

But for fairies, clover, goblins and gods, the creator is a completely different concept.

"turn out to be!"

"Is this the truth?"

The puppet Oran finally understood why he always felt that the relationship between the gods was incomprehensible, why the mother of life and the dream master of the Temple of Miracles were the same god.

It was above everything.

There is also a supreme **** unknown in this era, a **** named Insai, the **** who created everything.

The puppet Oran asked San Rafael, "Why?"

"No one knows him in this era?"

"If he really exists, is he really so powerful? Why can't this world even find his shadow?"

San Rafael asked him, "Can you see the shadow of the giant island of Ruh?"

"Everything is built on the power of Insai, and everything is born from the power that originates from him."

"Everything you have comes from the **** Insai, just like the plants, beasts and bugs that grow on this earth."

"They live here, but they don't know what the mainland is, but they don't know the name of Ruhe."

The puppet Oran was first shocked, then excited.

In the end, I suddenly felt depressed.

He heard the last words that Saint Raphael said, and suddenly thought of himself, of the Taring School.

"People always speculate on secrets with their own ideas, always think that they can create everything, and always name everything after their own ideas, as if everything was created by themselves.

"I thought it was just that."

"I didn't expect that people still use their own ideas to interpret the gods, and use their own ignorance and ignorance to define the gods."

The puppet Oran looked at his feet and watched his shadow cast on Saint Raphael's shoulder.

“We always thought we could create everything and create the future.”

"What we do is not to create them, but to discover them.

"Whether it is the mystery of Taring, or the eternal gods."

"They're there, nothing changes."

The puppet Oran sighed: "We should face the world and all the unknowns with a more humble attitude."

"That's the essence of alchemy."

He said the last sentence to San Rafael: "Not to create, but to discover."

Saint Raphael didn't understand, and he didn't quite understand Oran's mood at the moment.

But she was ready, and opened the dream world with the puppet Oran.

Immediately got in.

A large number of storage spirits rushed out and surrounded the edge of the dream world passage.

San Rafael waved to them: "Take a good look at home!"

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On the other side, Smerkel and Sukob were both reporting to the gods what they found in the Land of Sunrise, and they did see Saint Raphael, the messenger of the gods.

The two gods gave almost the same answer.

The **** of truth and knowledge: "It seems that the **** of alchemy and desire should have received an oracle?"

"Let's go back!"

"Don't spread the news."

Vivien, the first ancestor of blood: "Don't stay in the land of sunrise, after all, it is the kingdom of the **** of alchemy."

"Come back quickly and talk about the situation in detail."

abyss.

Behind the Gate of Original Sin.

Roshan is like a constellation of stars~lightnovelpub.net~ but it is constantly changing and squirming.

The evil **** on Roshan raised his hand, and a delicate ceramic villain appeared in the palm of his hand.

brought news of the world to him.

The ceramic villain spoke: "The messenger of the creator kingdom really brought an oracle, and it seems to be a very important oracle."

"Smerkel under Vivien and Sukob under Asai have reached the Land of Sunrise, and they have met the messenger of Insai."

The Evil God of Original Sin only said one sentence: "Find a way to get the Oracle of Insai."

Then, the ceramic villain disappeared again.

The will that came from the kingdom of creator gods came from the will of the **** Insai.

For the gods in the world, this can also be called an oracle.

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