"That is to say...we died at the hands of Frisius in the last life?" the priest said to himself, "but when did he discover our traces?"
Speaking of this, he glanced at Norns and thought of another possibility. It may not all be that Norns' participation in the war exposed his whereabouts, but also that guy Ouroboros...
This guy always does things unscrupulously. All she cares about is success, and the process is not worth mentioning.
Norns looked at the direction where Frisis was leaving, feeling inexplicably uneasy in his heart.
As a participant in the second battle to overthrow the throne, she knew very well how far Frixis had gone. Hundreds and thousands of years after stealing the throne, he had reached the level of a true monarch by relying on the usurped authority.
Back then, Frixis did not secure the throne by relying on rhetoric and maneuvering, but by strength, a power that towered over the rest of the dragon clan.
Even Horus, who was once at the same level and made all the first-generation species flee, has lost the qualification to master the elements in front of him.
Horus was easily defeated by him in a frontal battle and fell into a deep sleep. Ofina had been killed by Frisis himself in the battle in the sky, and the remaining Hephitus was imprisoned in the temple by him.
.
The remaining dragon clan, including the Presbyterian Church, is even more helpless.
He usurped the name of the Black King and also obtained the true power of the Black King. Even though he was seriously injured while exploring the Nibelungs, and was shot through by Odin Igungunir when he took the opportunity, he still showed his blood under the sky.
A sweeping gesture.
"It's not important. What's important is that he thinks it's related." The masked woman raised her head, and the vast ocean hanging above the world seemed to never calm down. "In fact, even I can't judge whether there is a connection between them.
The elemental sea is a super-extraordinary existence. Frisius believes that the return of the elemental sea means that it is 'unbalanced', and that the elemental sea is returning to its original state of balance. During this period, the first-generation species-level creatures have great influence on the elemental sea.
Giving orders will aggravate its imbalance, which is consistent with my findings, and every bit of strength has to pay a price."
"All the first generation species? Why, revenge? Or to regain control of the world?"
If he really took action...
What is the difference between the original Creator, who was supreme to all people at that moment, and an oyster as ordinary as dust in this era?
is that so?
The woman was silent for a moment for the first time and said: "Because this is not a restart, but a countercurrent. When the elemental sea flows back to its original and most stable moment, it is also the moment when it collapses. The power it unleashes at that moment is the total it has released so far.
"
Nones suddenly asked: "Why is Frisius so anxious to attack and kill us? Even if he really wants revenge, his revenge list is so long, it shouldn't be our turn so early, not to mention that Lao Mei and he don't have any
There is no intersection.”
She has been pursuing these answers, regardless of her own consequences, and she does not hesitate to play the most emotional human beings in the history of this planet. She tries to understand them, figure out their thoughts, and stand in their shoes.
Maybe this is the reason why the two brothers were born together in the Fifth Era, the woman thought.
"No living thing in this world can live longer than a star. Even the planet will die, and He will naturally be among them."
After a long time, she whispered the answer.
If it weren't for Odin holding Kungunir, the battle that year would have ended in failure. This also proved that no one within the Dragon Clan could threaten the throne of Frixis, and that he had truly achieved the supreme position.
He could only imagine everything in his homeland in his memories, just like those oysters who had left their hometown. There was no sea in Chicago, so they imagined a sea by themselves, imagining the rise and fall of the tide there, imagining the gentleness of the sea breeze blowing the shell and the distance it brought.
The breath, and the rhythm of the ocean.
The sea water gently wrapped Him in it, and His eyes revealed a luster that she still couldn't understand.
Not only because of his power, but also because there are swarms of oysters, but he is alone, and even his homeland is out of reach.
"I want to know if the Creator...is related to the Dragon Clan."
And what does the existence that created all of this want to do?
Just like the fantasy in human science fiction films, the universe follows the laws of the dark jungle. Everything is clearly priced at the beginning. The ruthless Creator lays the foundation for this desolate world, plants the seeds of life, and promotes living things.
Evolution, selecting the best species from them, and then extracting their genes for your own use?
"This question is meaningless, so what if there is? So what if there is no? He is completely dead."
Or is it just a simple research institute?
"Then, the last question..." the priest said solemnly, "Why did He create a sea of elements for this world?"
They were not even friends. She just hid in the darkness and quietly watched Him coming, witnessing Him leaving an illusory sea for the world, and then watching His end.
Why raise a flag of rebellion at the risk of losing everything just to find an answer?
After condensing Utopia, why do you still have to burn your soul to shake the tree? Even though you are the Supreme, you can't even survive the consumption of the elemental sea?
Why do you want to burn everything and turn it into the last light in the world, illuminating the last seven days of the world and dying with all the people?
He created the sea in memory, and also entered eternal sleep in the sea breeze coming from afar in memory.
The priest paused, "But now, I suspect that you may have something to do with the original creator you mentioned. Can you describe to us what kind of existence the original creator is?"
The woman stood silently.
Something suddenly occurred to her.
Or maybe there is a solution, but people are often unwilling to accept this answer that they think is ridiculous.
"What is the relationship between cleaning up first-generation species-level creatures and delaying the return of the elemental sea?"
At this moment, the priest could imagine countless ugly truths. Behind the truth was darkness, an eternal night with no hope, but he felt that it shouldn't be like this.
He is so powerful, yet so lonely.
"Not even you?" The priest stared at her.
Perhaps, at that time, I should take the initiative to stand up and ask Him where He came from and where He was going.
The outside of the earth is not a starry sky at all. The stars twinkling in the distance are just another virtual image. This planet has been under the observation of some people from beginning to end...
Norns frowned slightly, so in the last life, did she also choose a successor and send [Utopia] away? Or was it that she did not join the priest as she does now, and was defeated by Frixis one by one?
Already?
The latter is more likely. The reason why she walked with the priest was because she learned what would happen next from Lu Mingfei's mouth, and the two of them became wary.
The moment he closed his eyes, the illusory sea that seemed like his homeland was finally born.
"I once thought that you were the eternal god of this world. According to human terms, you may be the manifestation of the world's will, or the aggregation of living beings' consciousness. However, considering that every cycle of tribulation will bury all living beings, the second
It’s unlikely.”
Just as he knew that he would never be able to return to his homeland, she might never understand what he was thinking at that time.
He came to this world alone, and eventually left alone, leaving only an illusory sea in this world, in which the seeds of loneliness were rooted.
The masked woman said calmly: "Who do you think I am?"
He lay alone in a corner of the world, licking his wounds, imagining the sea in his hometown in his memory, and quietly looking at the numerous stars on the night sky.
At that moment, her eyes sparkled and she said in a surprised tone:
"It turns out that like human beings, I also hesitate, and then I miss precious opportunities during my hesitation, and I also regret it. It only takes tens of millions of years for me to suddenly regret it."
The world shouldn't be like this.
He couldn't accept that his friend's life-long efforts were actually lines of cold experimental data in the eyes of others!
What greeted him was an unusually long silence at the moment.
No one talked to Him, because there was nothing on this new planet. He fell on the sea, quietly waiting for the arrival of death. The world still rose and set, and the brilliance of morning sun and dusk fell alternately on Him, majestic but still.
His moving body cast a huge shadow on the sea, as if His arrival had no meaning to this planet.
"Of course it's not for these boring things, it's to delay the return of the elemental sea."
"If the return of the elemental sea is to find the most stable state, then this should be a good thing." The priest suddenly said, "But why is this era the final era?"
The sea breeze blowing from the distance ruffled her hair, and she looked into the distance in the dimly lit sky, seeming to see the ghost that was wandering alone between heaven and earth at the beginning.
If the elemental sea returns to its most stable state, it will be equivalent to restarting everything and the disaster will be temporarily alleviated.
In the opinion of the priest, the elemental sea has become the source of everything, the source of life and the source of death. It is it that creates and promotes the changes and cycles of the five solar periods.
Then ask Him if there are existences like myself in the distant starry sky?
What do they do on a daily basis?
Today, she seems to have the answer, but it is far from enough.
Until the last moment of his life, He seemed not to allow himself to die so quietly.
Yes, why?
At the last moment, He used up the remaining power to fly around the planet. His will washed over the newly born planet, taking root in the seeds of life until even the power to flap his wings gradually faded away.
Falling straight from the sky into the sea.
Bleeding white dragon wings covered the sky. The lonely alien visitor sat at the highest point of the world, silently looking at this strange planet and the final burial ground. The bloody sunset fell on the desolate world. He looked up into the distance.
An unreachable hometown.
Those stars were so bright, so bright that he could find his homeland at a glance, but the distance between them was so far away. It was a distance measured in thousands of light years.
"It's not just you, he is cleaning up all first-generation species-level creatures."
He wanted to know, could the cosmopolitan world he and "Ye" had spent so much time and energy building be just a sandbox that could be easily overturned in the eyes of others?
The four great monarchs were among those who besieged him. Among them, the brother of the King of Ocean and Water, who was famous for his vitality, also fell at his hands, not to mention the others.
In the eyes of the priest and Norns, the woman whose back was swaying slenderly in the sea breeze, yet calming the vast sea, suddenly turned her head to look at them.
"Will such a creator die forever? He can create the sea of elements with his own hands... What is the difference between him and God?"
"Maybe it's because of loneliness."
She looked up at the rising morning light.
After listening to the story she told, the younger brother who inherited the power of vanity whispered to her that he was not alone in his death, because he died in his own sea.
He eagerly wanted to obtain real information from the mouth of this being who seemed to be the consciousness of the earth and the spokesperson of the Creator.
After several epochs, the flame called anger ignited in his chest again, burning brightly.
So He flapped his wings and roared, flew to the top of the world, came to the outside of the sky, and let out His roar toward the vast and silent world. At that moment, the reality and falsehood of the world were fully revealed in His eyes, and His wounds burst open. , golden blood spilled on this desolate planet, but his burst of majesty made the entire galaxy freeze for an instant.
After all, He and the oyster are different.
I am afraid that this trip between me and Lao Mei is really dangerous, especially after I lost [Utopia].
If they were in their prime and joined forces, they would be quite capable of fighting.
"The original creator who created the elemental sea has long since died. No one can stabilize this nascent ocean. It will completely bury this planet." The woman said quietly.
The woman was suddenly startled.
"What do you want to know?"
Why did His legacy choose him? Just because they looked alike?
Why did he choose to suppress the elemental sea with his own body from the beginning, preferring to sacrifice his own great freedom to fulfill the small freedom of all spirits?
And why did he allow Frisis to take away his power, only to return after tens of millions of years, and even let a new side of himself appear?
What is he waiting for and what is he running from?
Many answers in this world seem to be unsolvable, and even the person involved may not be able to give the answer.
Perhaps it was in that glance that He clearly knew that he would never be able to return to his homeland...
In the sea breeze, the masked woman waved her hands slightly, and with a long and persistent whale cry, the boat landed on the sea again, and the huge island-like whale slowly sank into the deep sea.
Sometimes even she can't help but wonder whether a spirit has been born in that illusory sea, and it wants to completely bury this planet and walk with the Creator.
Knownes couldn't describe the woman in that moment.
Surprise, trance, fear, enlightenment... It seems that every emotion can be found in her tone and eyes.
At that time, she seemed to have truly become what she wanted to be, and suddenly understood His thoughts countless years ago.
And the twinkling light in His eyes at the last moment.
At the end of this chapter, the secondary world view of this fanfic has been roughly laid out.
This chapter has been completed!