Under the Pyramid Temple, the cup of the sun is still in full bloom.

The wandering child Polo returned to the kingdom of gods, and it was still Sally who greeted him. The girl sat on the high steps and looked at him, making the familiar sound of bubbling.

I don't know if he is really greeting him, or just calling out out of boredom.

Many things happened outside, some people died, and a king was changed. For the Sanye people, one era succeeded another.

Even Polo himself had changed, but nothing had changed here.

Time seems to have stopped here, a powerful force separated the land bestowed by the gods from the outside world, and even time was split into two halves.

"Great God!"

"Polo is back."

God was not in the temple this time. He stood in the side colonnade of the temple, looking at the relief carved for him by Ledrici in the past.

Polo didn't know how many times God had seen this scene. He didn't quite understand it before. He only yearned for the new and unknown, but now he vaguely understands it.

When he has someone he cherishes, something he cherishes.

Those good memories have become his precious treasures.

Polo knelt on the ground and looked up at the god. He was so quiet for the first time, just quietly looking at the side face of the god.

"Have you found the answer?"

God asked him.

A smile appeared on Polo's face: "I didn't find the answer, it was told to me by others."

"God!"

"I met a girl who is as gifted as a genius I told you about."

"Her name is Xing, and she is your priest."

"It's also the queen of the Kingdom of Hiinsai now."

"Xing has perfected her consciousness projection magic. As for how to let the gods come to this world, Xing also guided me."

Polo danced and danced like an orator.

"A person's strength is fragile."

"One person can't do it. If there are ten thousand people, what about one hundred thousand and one million?"

"Xing found the answer for me and let me know that power has no end."

"I can't, then create a race."

"One thousand, ten thousand me."

"Condensate a huge dream world, a dream country that can carry gods."

"God, you can descend into this world..."

As he spoke, his words gradually slowed down.

Polo was lost in memory, remembered someone, remembered something.

The **** looked at Polo, and Polo fell into deep thought and didn't notice God's gaze.

"It seems that this journey has changed you a lot, and your carefree white dream has begun to take color."

"Polo!"

"What have you gained? What have you lost?"

Polo looked up at God: "God!"

"I have no idea."

"I don't know my own heart."

But God told him: "You already understand, you just don't want to lose your freedom, you don't want to face the fact that you have grown up."

"Polo."

"Everyone in this world will lose while gaining, and gain while losing."

"If you are not willing to give up anything, you are destined not to get what you want."

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The wind blew across the sea of ​​flowers and set off waves, which also lifted up Polo's golden smock. He floated on the sea of ​​flowers with the wind, and surrounded God.

He likes the wind and yearns for the wind.

Just like yearning for freedom.

"The weather is really nice today."

Standing in the center of the god-given city covered by the cup of the sun, the **** is like a star falling from the sky to the earth.

Streams of white light overflowed from the shadow of the god, flowed to the sky, and overflowed in all directions.

God looked at the sea of ​​flowers constantly swaying beside him, and said.

"Polo."

"What would your race want to be called?"

Polo seemed to have thought about it long ago, and said happily.

"Let's call it Dream Demon!"

"A goblin wandering in dreams, a fantasy elf who guards the garden for God."

It's so ordinary, it's not in line with Polo's personality.

God asked him.

"Don't you want a great name?"

"Don't you want to be named after God?"

Polo recalled the conversation he had with God when he was just born, and immediately couldn't help laughing out loud.

While smiling, he was also shaking his head.

"Fearless because of ignorance."

"The name of God is too heavy. Just one in the name of God can cause thousands of people to die for it."

"Everyone is using the name of God, everything is God's guidance, and every decision is God's will."

"I can't afford it, and it's not what I want."

"I'm just a dream fairy, wandering in my dream sky."

"I just want to be alone and carefree."

Having said this, Polo suddenly paused.

Then added a sentence.

"perhaps!"

"You can have a few more friends."

God looked at Polo and said nothing.

He finally understood the heart of awe.

God put his hand on Polo's head, his golden smock shook violently, and then turned upside down.

Circle after circle of dreamy starlight spread out, spreading to a range of hundreds of meters.

Polo's roots took root in the earth and turned into a huge cup of the sun, and the head in the cup closed its eyes little by little.

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Fell asleep.

Polo divided a part of his dream power myth factor into the sea of ​​flowers, and immediately saw the cup of the sun change in the densely packed sea of ​​flowers.

Huge dream bubbles emerged one after another, enveloping the blossoming cups of the sun.

The golden flower gathers its buds, and in them the fairies of dreams are born.

One after another, seven or eight dream monsters were born one after another, scattered in every corner of this sea of ​​flowers.

The buds are in full bloom.

The little head poked out from the bud, and looked at the world curiously.

"Hahahaha!"

A sound of laughter filled the sea of ​​flowers.

The fairy in the dream released its own power, and the small sea of ​​flowers nearby became a fantasy land between dream and reality.

When they are full of the land bestowed by the gods, they may form a huge dream world. At that time, God Yin will be able to come to this world from the gap between time and space.

The dreams of thousands of dream monsters must be able to accommodate the will of gods.

here.

It will be his biggest and most stable anchor, or the embodiment of will.

Yin Shen looked at the huge cup of the sun and said to him.

"Polo!"

"You did a great job and exceeded my expectations."

The sleeping Polo still closed his eyes tightly, but the voice came from the dream.

"This is my promise and my reward."

"It is God, you created me, and you also guided the direction of my life. You allowed my nonsense and tolerated my offense."

"Compared to everything you have given me, what I have done is nothing but trivial things."

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