Stan Tito had another dream, in which he was still in a magnificent palace, carving his own sculptures in the corner.

This is the manifestation of his will and soul. He is far away from the world and does not like the hustle and bustle. He likes to do his own things quietly.

This is his peace and soul.

Compared with the past, his dream not only contains chapters from ancient people, but also contains many of his own works.

He stood in front of the "Fate's Puppet" with a tool in his hand.

The craftsman looked up at his unfinished work.

"Dream!"

"The goblin of dreams?"

"Watch the existence of the great poet's view of the gods."

Stan Tito was confused and seemed to have a flash of inspiration. He finally remembered the one he had met and even knew the other person's name, which was the sacred name recorded in "The Last Chapter".

"Shira?"

His shout immediately saw the whole dream change.

As the sound was transmitted, it turned into layers of golden halos and spread, and an illusory dream door opened above.

Stan Tito turned his head and looked outside.

A dream fairy surrounded by dream stars, the extremely beautiful fantasy life came to his dream.

She was wearing a golden shiny hood, the sun, stars, and the dream of the gods decorated her clothes, and her long bright golden hair was dancing in the air.

Finally, it fell in front of Stan Tito like a flying flower and leaves.

"A puppet named Stan."

"Are you looking for me?"

Stan Tito looked at her in a daze.

He had guessed, but he didn't expect that all this would be true.

He was noticed by the messengers of the gods long ago.

That is an existence standing side by side with Sally, the mother of life.

"It is really you, the messenger of the gods, and the dreamy goblin who masters the power of creativity."

"Shira, the God's messenger standing on the right hand of God."

The dream fairy smiled: "The great one is the god, I am just a fairy who bathes in the light of God."

After a long time of stunned silence, Stan Tito finally realized what the dream fairy called him before.

He explained with a self-deprecating smile.

"I am not a scoundrel of the noble and holy messenger of God."

"Although my name is stone slab, it is not only a reproduction of the stone slabs of our predecessors, but also a stone slab for carving one's own works."

"I can follow the flow and follow the long river of destiny, but I can also follow my will to jump out of the water."

The dream fairy asked him: "Have you mastered your own destiny?"

"Or, do you understand the meaning and mission of your life?"

Stan Tito shook his head: "I have not yet fully understood the realm of a great poet, but I have figured out many things."

The goblin looked at him carefully: "It's really different, you have changed."

Dream Demon Xila smiled and said, "Is this what Tito said, will human hearts transform through tempering?"

"So!"

"What do you want to do when you call me?"

The goblin asked Tito.

Although Stan Tito was a little hurry, many questions had already existed in his mind.

What he wanted to know most was what the secret left by the great poet Tito, and did the gods really want to give the power that can create everything to the Three Leaf people?

"A messenger of God!"

"Will we get the gift of God open the door to the kingdom of God?"

The dream fairy told him: "There is no key to opening the door to the Kingdom of God. The so-called "The Last Chapter" in your hand only records the story of Tito's life."

“Whether the gods give the power of creation depends on how you choose.”

"Only when the Three Leafs give up the power of destruction, the door to the kingdom of God will open."

"Hope and light will come to the world, and the power of dreams and creation will open up new eras."

The messenger of God disappeared into his dream, and Stan Tito opened his eyes and woke up.

He sat up and looked out the window.

The bright moon is eternal, and the waves are endless.

"Only by giving up destruction can we create light."

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A cottage by the sea.

King Henil's messenger arrived and finally met Stan Tito.

But Stan Tito is completely different from a few years ago. Now he has inherited the power and inheritance of the great poet. In the Three Leafs, except for the king who masters the power of the monsters, few people are more powerful than him.

This is external, and internally he becomes more mature, more stable and confident.

He was once called the son of luck in the city of Gods and servants, but he felt a kind of frivolous and frivolous floating in the air.

Now that he has lost his former status, it makes people feel that he has more.

He sat quietly by the sea, really like a huge rock standing by the sea, blocking the surging waves.

As if he let the huge waves hit him, he could still remain motionless.

Heniel's voice came from the Yan Cang on the messenger's shoulder and reached Stan Tito's mind.

"The war is about to end."

"For hundreds of years, the constant internal struggle, fighting and consumption among the blood descendants of the royal power have finally been drawn, and the glory of Xiyinsai will be reappeared."

"As long as you come back."

"You are still the lucky son, and I still keep the position of serving God in the Sky Temple for you."

He came to meet this old friend and also to show off his achievements.

Stan Tito did not look back, he only focused on his own stone carvings.

"I know Her Majesty the Queen was not killed by you, but you witnessed the Queen's death and satisfies her."

"You have no loyalty, you only have ambition and greed in your heart."

Henil didn't care: "I have heard such words too much, so what about ambition and greed, so what about conspiracy and tricks."

"I can't wash these things, and I'm not going to wash them."

"People are willing to go and say, let them say, I am me, I am King Henil."

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"Come back! Stan Tito."

"I am the king, you are the spokesperson of God, and we will open up new eras together."

Stan Tito is still immersed in his works and ignores Hennier.

It took a long time before he finally stopped carving the knife.

"Why have to choose me?"

"Didn't the other Tito family always want to be the heirs of the will of the saints?"

Hernier's voice suddenly changed, turning into mockery and contempt.

"because!"

“They are not worthy.”

Stan Tito turned around: "Then am I worthy?"

Henil nodded: "Of course, you deserve the name of the descendants of the saints, because you truly inherited the will and power of the great poet."

Stan Tito did not answer, but suddenly asked Henil a question that was irrelevant.

"Will you give up the power of the troll?"

Henil was stunned for a moment, he felt that the question was so familiar.

“This question.”
To be continued...