Milo looked at the mechanical creation in front of him. His question did not cause any change in its expression, it was just a calm answer.
"Yes, the original people did not fail, but they did not succeed. Even with the protection of Utopia, simple consciousness cannot gain eternal life. They were gradually assimilated by Utopia. To this day, reality is still preserved in the home of nature.
There are only 766 people left with unique characteristics, and the remaining 22,481 people have completely become part of Utopia, with no possibility of coming back."
The mechanical creation looked at Milo: "So, first-class citizen, do you want to enter the Utopia?"
"May I have your name."
Milo did not answer the question about the mechanical creation, but asked an unrelated question.
The female-shaped mechanical creation seemed unable to understand what he meant. He hesitated for a while before saying: "I don't have a name. If you have to call me a name, maybe you can call me Canavi."
"Kanawi, why is it called this name?"
Milo's casual answer made the mechanical creation stunned for a moment, and he replied blankly: "In my memory, there are many miracles in our mechanical creations, among which the most legendary are two miracles that are closely related, one is stable
Order has been established, the name has become sacred, and one has sunk into history, named Kanawi. If I must name it, I hope I am Kanawi."
"I see."
Milo nodded and asked: "So Canavi, what happened in Utopia, or who do you want me to help?"
"I hope you can help us persuade the little prince."
Milo's pupils dilated slightly. In fact, when the other party said a name and became holy, Milo had already made a guess, but he thought that the person in Utopia was Edward, the sixth seat of the Clock Conference, or the fourth artificial holy spirit.
Sikulo Boro, I didn't expect to be the demigod little prince of the Lost Tower.
However, if this person is not in charge of stories, fairy tales, prophecies, and at most incomplete monsters, why is he connected with mechanical creations?
Before Milo could react, the female-shaped mechanical creation bent down to request again, and this time, subtle electric currents appeared on the surface of the surrounding mechanical creations, forming a barrier, opening up some kind of connection, and trying to pull Milo into it.
Milo naturally didn't want to, and there was a lot of light all over his body, but just when he was about to fight back, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and he changed to another place, turning into darkness, dotted with stars, making it look extremely gorgeous.
Before Milo could react, he saw a golden star falling from the night sky, trailing a bright light behind it, leaving a gorgeous long tail in mid-air.
The star descended in front of Milo, and its light gradually dimmed, revealing its true face.
He is a petite boy of twelve or thirteen years old. He is wearing green loose clothes. His blond hair is slightly curly and has stars twinkling in it. His blue eyes seem to be carrying the sea of stars. He is looking at him like a star.
It is to fall into the embrace of the sea of stars.
What attracted more attention than his eyes was the long, golden striped scarf wrapped around his neck.
"Hello, the person who was selected by the Lord of Time, the Lord of the Sun and the Holy See of the West. I am the little prince, welcome to the ideal land."
The young man spoke, and his voice was very unique. It had the tenderness and innocence of a child, the vitality and vigor of a teenager, and also concealed the stability and expectations of an adult. The three intertwined to form a unique temperament that made people feel uneasy.
Have a good impression.
"You seem a little curious. It's okay. We still have some time and can chat slowly."
The little prince clapped his hands, and a big white rabbit jumped out of the void. Behind it were many little rabbits holding a huge dining table. There were tea sets suspended in the void, and various pastries appearing out of thin air.
When everything was ready, the little prince took out a big hat and put it on his head, invited Milo to sit down, then returned to his seat, took a beautiful sip of tea, looked into the void, and said softly: "Where do I start talking about comparisons?"
Okay?"
The little prince thought for a while, put down the tea cup, and said: "You already know the relationship between Utopia and reality, as well as the salvation plan, so let's start from the time when humans discover Utopia and before they upload their consciousness."
"Utopia is a fairy tale world, a very idealistic world. Therefore, this world is very susceptible to the influence of the breath of chaos, but it is also the most difficult to be completely distorted by the breath of chaos. As long as the residents living in it do not become the puppets of chaos, Utopia will
It will not collapse. Therefore, before human beings uploaded their consciousness, they created another creation, a creation that can stabilize the Utopia."
"This creation was sent into the interior of Utopia using space tearing technology and a rocket-like lift-off method. It contains all the civilization information accumulated by mankind. It has the most stable order and theoretically has the possibility of resisting all chaos.
.”
Hearing this, Milo whispered: "The greatest creation of mankind, the enemy of all chaos, the embodiment of the highest order, and the last storage place of civilization, are you referring to you?"
Milo's praise made the little prince's smile disappear, and he whispered: "They called me that, but I don't deserve it. I failed to hold on to the end, and humankind became extinct."
"Aren't there still 766 people?"
Milo was dumbfounded again. He recalled the exchange between himself and Canaway to make sure that he remembered it correctly.
Unexpectedly, the little prince smiled and said: "Yes, before our world merges into your world, there are still 766 people in the natural home who retain their consciousness. But when the two worlds collide, in order to protect the ideal hometown, I
And the world itself failed to maintain their consciousness and allow them to completely integrate with Utopia. Although I later found many similar human beings on this land, but..."
The little prince did not continue, and Milo probably guessed what was going to follow. He didn't know how to answer, so he could only remain silent.
"Later, I joined the Lost Tower. At that time, I wanted to resurrect them, and the original witch of the Lost Tower was the most likely person to help me. With her help, I became a member of your world.
I became a demigod, and quickly climbed to the peak of demigods, and began to explore the path of a true god. According to the original witch, as long as I become a true god, I can condense their souls through my connection with them, and then she can condense the body.
Then I can be resurrected. At that time, my world can be completely integrated into the Southern Islands and become a brand new country, or even the only empire of the unified kingdom alliance."
The little prince stretched out his hand, and his blue pupils full of stars were filled with obvious hope and yearning. But soon the stars fell. The little prince looked back and looked around, and the stars in the sky were twinkling.
"But when I ascended to the throne of God, I knew that I would never become a true god."
"Why?" Milo could see that the little prince was not in a good mood at this moment, but he still couldn't help but ask.
"Because I no longer have any humans to protect..."
When the little prince said this, he spoke softer and softer, and then suddenly raised his voice: "I am the highest creation of mankind, the order that protects human dreams and souls, and the barrier against chaos. But now you need me to create me.
, the humans I protect no longer exist. No matter how many similar individuals I find in your world, or how many humans I find, they are not the humans who created me, need me, and protect me! Even..."
The surrounding stars seemed to be aware of the little prince's emotional changes, and their radiance increased little by little. However, this move made the little prince collapse even more: "In fact, I need their protection. How can I become a true god..."
"So, have you ever thought about handing over their memories and traces to another person? Someone who can preserve them completely? What do you think, Emperor Jinhong?"
As the ticking sound sounded, a faint earth-yellow light appeared on Milo's chest, and the emperor's voice slowly came out: "Why did you drag me in?"
The Lord of Time and the Lord of Space chuckled and responded: "How can this be said to involve you? After all, your credibility is much better than mine. Without your guarantee, this little prince may not necessarily trust me."
The little prince was wary at first, then froze in place, and finally seemed to let go completely. He looked at Milo and chuckled: "As expected of the person who I can't help but fall in love with as soon as I meet him. Not only is he loved by the Lord of Time,
, the Lord of the Sun and the Holy See of the West are interested in you, and there is actually an emperor from the East supporting you."
After saying that, the little prince looked at the earth-yellow glory: "What do you need me to do? What step can you do?"
"We need you to help the Sun God get out of trouble. As a reward, the child next to you will help you record your world. Or, you can also hand over the memory to me and let me keep it."
After the emperor finished speaking, the Lord of Time and the Lord of Space added: "You don't have to doubt our sincerity, and you have no right to refuse. The purpose of our trip is to target the Holy See of the West. This time we are not only attacking
It's me, Emperor Jinhong, and all other equally ancient beings. We need to determine his purpose, and you..."
Before the King of Time and the Lord of Space finished speaking, the Golden Rainbow Emperor couldn't help but bloom with a stronger radiance. After suppressing it, he comforted him: "If you don't want to, it doesn't matter. We have other means.
, I won’t force you to do it just for a temptation.”
When the little prince heard this, he did not answer, but looked at Milo and said, "Can you preserve the memory of a world?"
"I have preserved some incomplete memories of the world, and I'm not sure I can remember your world."
Milo did not give a positive answer, but it made the little prince very happy. He said to the emperor again: "I choose him."
When the emperor heard the words, he did not give an immediate reply, but asked Milo for his opinion. This attitude made the little prince's eyes become a little blurred, and when Milo nodded, the smile at the corner of his mouth became more obvious.
Stretching out a hand, he gently placed it on Milo's head. Starlight fell and surrounded Milo: "I have nothing left, so I will give you this little blessing."
After saying that, the stars in the sky gathered together and merged into Milo's body. At the same time, countless memories appeared in his mind. His body uncontrollably transformed into the divine power wood body, and at the same time, his consciousness also connected with the original deity.
The huge information caused Milo in the Miaoyou Sect to fall directly to the ground. A nearly substantial continent in the human world of Miaoyoujing began to appear. At the same time, many laws and principles converged and intertwined, constantly improving Milo's realm and power.
And all of this is the result of the interweaving and filtering of information by many cultural influences in a place where Milo cannot see.
At the same time, around the magical tree, vegetation and grass began to appear, including soldiers like cards, a white queen, a fiery red queen, a princess surrounded by ice and snow, a mermaid in the bubble, an elf in a golden lamp, and a lion.
, robots, scarecrows and other creatures appeared around the magical tree, and they walked towards the forest and outside the forest.
Wherever he passed, lush vegetation, lush fields, and castles appeared. Countless beautiful stories began to be told, and countless people familiar to the little prince began to appear. Everything seemed to have returned to the way it was when the ideal land was established again.
The corners of the little prince's mouth curled up slightly. He used his authority to continuously gather the power of Utopia and the world, so that memories could last long and civilization could be passed on.
Outside Utopia, one mechanical creation after another stopped moving, and the illusion around the magical tree transformed by Milo became more and more real.
While waiting for everything to fall to the ground, the little prince slowly rose into the sky, left his ideal land, and returned to the Southern Islands. He lowered his head and looked at his hometown for the last time.
Although he knew that his hometown had no energy and was about to sink and turn into one of the countless ruins under the Southern Islands, he still couldn't help but say it as if he had just taken off.
"Kanawi, please answer if you hear me!"
On the earth that the little prince cannot see, outside the ideal land, subtle electric currents appear on the surfaces of trees in the desert, and subtle blue light also appears in the pupils of mimic animals. Everything converges into what Milo calls the
It passed through Canavi's mechanical creation.
Canavi slowly raised his head and looked out into the void, over the Southern Islands.
There, the little prince said to himself: "Well, the preparations are complete, then... let's witness it!"
A strange light appeared in the palm of the little prince's hand, like a bright star, rising slowly. The golden light spread quickly and enveloped the entire Southern Islands. Countless figures appeared around him like stars, and then
It kept getting smaller and smaller, turning into a vast sea of stars. As he slowly rose into the sky, he rushed towards the sun in the sky.
The holy light emerged on the western land, but as soon as this light rose, the ticking, ticking sound of clocks resounded throughout the Southern Islands, and expanded rapidly. At the same time, the earth shook. The great fairy in the Emerald Fairyland and the original witch under the Lost Tower
At the same time, he raised his head and looked towards the western land.
At the same time, in the Hanxia sea area of the eastern land, a huge dragon head slowly poked out from the void, looking towards the western continent. As the dragon raised its head, the subtle sound of swords clashing was hidden under the sound of clocks turning.
Finally, on the northern land, under a huge sacred tree, a goddess slowly stood up. There was a touch of moonlight in her pupils. As she raised her hand, many people on the northern land were closely connected with the western land.
The purgatory evil gods, demigods, and even some countries were devoured by the tree roots that emerged from the ground and turned into corpses to fill the vacancies in the underground of the north as a filler for the chaotic evil energy.
Such an arrogant attitude made a corpse hanging in the depths of the underworld open its eyes in the western land. His arm was lifted little by little from the position fixed by the golden nails, and blood flowed out, purifying endless filth.
In an instant, the sound of clocks, the sound of swords, the moonlight, and the divine light in the dragon's head became more and more obvious.
But at this time, the holy light stopped and scattered towards the north. The light without any murderous intention was not blocked. The goddess under the sacred tree did not stop it and allowed the holy light to take away those filthy corpses.
During this period, Sventoth, the god of battle, courage and war, and Sopelun, the god of forging, weapons and thunder, who believed in the ancient northern country, successively tried to stop the Holy Light's move, but the attacks of the two could not shake the stability of the Holy Light at all.
Instead, he was counterattacked by the divine power and almost fell off the throne of God.
The corpse and soul that were taken away first fell into the depths of the western land and were swallowed by the corpse, and then the pure soul rose into the sky.
The little prince who caused all this also hit the sun at this time. The blazing sunlight burst out from the sun, and the same starlight shattered the holy light. At the same time, the powerful impact shot down the little prince, and he fell like a meteor.
It was also at this moment that a trace of smile appeared in the little prince's eyes.
"Replacement, begin!"
The next second, the brilliance of stars appeared under the restrained Milo. As the little prince fell, Utopia collapsed. Countless starlights gathered around Milo, taking him into the sky and projecting him to another person.
Void.
During this process, many concepts such as the construction of the divine realm, ascension to the divine throne, ascension to immortality, transcendence from reality and reality, etc. were blessed on Milo. At the same time, the information of this extremely high level also followed the connection between the incarnation and the body.
Infused into Milo's mind.
Milo's eyes widened in the Miaoyou Sect. Just as he was about to get up, he fell to the ground again. He felt that Miaoyoujing in his body had entered a new round of crazy transformation.
At the same time, the three clear qi that he thought had been digested long ago also resurfaced.
The clear Qi that emerged this time had faded away the traces of the "True Spiritual Industry Bitmap", the Nine Elder Immortal Capital Seal and the "Singular Book of Saviors of the Supreme Purity", and only appeared as a shadow of the clear Qi.
But the inner meaning shocked Milo and made him feel an extremely powerful blessing, pushing him to further improve.
The improvement of realm and the crazy changes in Miaoyou territory all caused the flow of vitality, causing obvious strange phenomena to appear in the sky above Yangzhou.
The little prince, who was vaguely aware of Han Xia's change, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and was about to close his eyes when he suddenly saw a faint light below.
That was his hometown. At the moment it took off, on the desert land that should have exhausted its energy, countless mechanical objects gathered all their power into the mechanical creation named Canavi.
At this moment, this woman is opening her arms, emitting a soft light, guiding travelers home.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the little prince barely controlled his body and fell in the direction of the rising light.
Looking at the falling light, Canaway opened her arms. The shimmering light was intertwined and buffered layer by layer. She embraced the falling light.
"Welcome...home..."
ps: To clarify, the name of Canaway comes from the Cape Canaveral Space Force Base, the launch base of the Voyager. It was originally intended to trigger the gravity of the Houston phrase, but it was changed to Canaway at the last moment.