For mortals, emotional desire that is difficult to fill is a manifestation of thirst, and the act of excessively asking for magic power to fill this desire is equivalent to drinking venom to quench thirst. However, all living creatures seek advantages and avoid them.
If you cannot suppress your instinct to harm yourself, why not choose the path that is most beneficial to you and leave the risk to the unforeseen future? Perhaps it is with this idea in mind that Negevram et al.
Only the gods of Eden would show their rebellious fangs to fate.
Ringer couldn't evaluate the right or wrong of this kind of thinking. After all, he was just a mortal. What's more, the young man felt that there was actually a logical trap hidden in Tiandis' question: "If a thirsty person knows that it is a cup of venom,
No one can question his choice to drink it to quench his thirst, but what if he doesn't know it and just thinks it's an ordinary glass of water?"
"You are very good at finding loopholes in logic, Mr. Ringer, but you have also overlooked one thing, which is the loopholes in reality." Tiandis smiled: "You always seem to think that other people are as smart as you.
, rational, and know how to exercise restraint. Once they know that it is venom, they will make careful choices. However, what the world lacks most is idiots without self-awareness. This does not even have anything to do with age, experience and growth environment, but everyone's
nature."
"Unfortunately, maybe it's because Mother gave them too much indulgence, or maybe it's because I protected them too well, so in the world of Eden, this type of fool is the most lacking.
." At this point, Tiandis's eyes suddenly became cold. She looked at Themis in the heaven and said calmly: "Just use real examples to tell them what is the stupidity of human nature. It should also be let go of this too long ago.
The story of
X52, this number follows the file just now, indicating that it should be its follow-up, that is... the story after the girl's sovereignty and the gods and humans disappeared.
Themis of Heaven was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "The judgment is: reasonable. The application for permission has been approved. Now we will start playing the X52 file, codenamed: End of the Century."
The end of the century is the end of Genesis.
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A huge creature lay in the mist.
Gloomy and heavy, like a dying beast, huddled in the corner at the end of the world, waiting alone for death to approach. Each wooden board that has been corroded by the moisture of the swamp for a long time exudes an old and moldy smell. An old
The trestle is connected to this lifeless camp through the remaining light of the torches. When you step on it, it seems that even the swaying firelight is creaking.
Such a scene is indeed easy to shock people, as if it is blended with a kind of withering beauty, or the desolation of decay, and it just fits the background of night falling and the sky is getting dark at this moment. However, this feeling may not be an illusion, because
Not only the camp in front of us, but probably the entire world is heading towards decay and withering.
This is an era that people call lightless. The fire of civilization has been extinguished. All things have come to an end. There is no hope or future. Even the oldest dragon has given up resistance. At the highest level,
He bowed his head on the snow-capped mountains, no longer expecting anyone to forgive the sins of mortals and save this dying world.
Most of those who are still struggling don't know the reason why they want to live, but they don't know why they have to die, so they just continue to live in confusion, just like the survivors in this camp.
When life is not for survival, when mortals are not for seeking meaning, when living is no longer a choice but a question... Who will tell them the answer, why does it become like this? It has been a long time.
In the previous world, people never had to think about these issues.
The vast mist filled the silent box garden. In the distance, the light of the fire flickered faintly. Someone was playing the bagpipe beside the campfire, accompanied by the sound of telling stories, old and sad——
"In the beginning, there was the collapse of heaven and earth. The man who was once called a god was controlled by his own arrogance and desire, and showed his ferocious fangs to the great will that governs this world. So, the ancient temple burned
It caught fire and fell from the sky, and the sun of Eden fell; the great will was also angered, and after killing the disrespectful thirty-three mortals, he fell into a deep sleep and swore that he would not return until this filthy world was completely purified.
will open His eyes again.”
"Lost the restraint of the great will, the desires of mortals expanded even more. They began to ask for more magic power from the world, longing for more powerful power, until they became the sole master. However, the expansion of desires led to disasters, and the excessive demands brought
Fighting each other, when the magic begins to fail and the world can no longer respond to the needs of mortals, that is the beginning of war."
"It was a war for magic power. First it was the dragons and feather elves, who raised a storm in the sky; then there were the giants and dust elves, who turned the fertile land into a wilderness; and finally it was the mirror elves who summoned tsunamis and destroyed the earth.
A city of man. Everywhere you look on this land is burning with blood and fire. People pick up swords, give up thinking, and pursue blind obedience. Everyone, whether they are soldiers or civilians, are inevitably involved in this war.
.Perhaps some people are trying to prevent the catastrophe and restore people's rationality, but in front of the raging tide of this land, they are as small as ants, insignificant."
"When all races are slaughtered, humans become the final winners because they have the largest population and know best how to survive in cracks. However, does the winner necessarily win something? They just lose less. In the war
At the last moment, people destroyed civilization and order, lost knowledge and wealth, everything the survivors saw was devastated, the city was reduced to ruins, the fertile soil was burned to ashes, no tree can bear fruit, and no clear water can
Breed life.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "So, just as the old war ended, a new war followed. This time, it is no longer a war for magic power, but a war for resources.
war; people no longer crave power, but try their best to survive. For this reason, killing each other is allowed, and betrayal is commonplace. When morality no longer has the power to restrain the soul, the end of civilization is doomed."
"In the end, the world became what it is now. Shrouded in the gray mist, the flowers of suffering had already gathered to mourn for those who were destined to witness the end."
The sound of bagpipes gradually stopped, and the elder who told the story sighed softly: "I just don't know, did the goddess who created the world ever expect that the end of creation would come so quickly?"
For those who have experienced the golden age, the prosperity and beauty of civilization can be imagined. That period of time was so long that it seemed as if it would never pass away; however, for those who were born in the age of war, they can only trace the past in stories and legends.
For me, that period of time was so short, so short that I didn't even have time to experience it, and it had already disappeared.
Time and destiny, long and short, are never a concept, but a state of concept.
Suddenly a childish voice came from the silent listening crowd: "Was the world created by the goddess?"
"Yes." The elder nodded and said in a calm and wise tone: "The great and benevolent goddess used seven days to create the world and bring wisdom and civilization to mortals. This is what has happened since ancient times.
The origin of the oldest myth. Later, the goddess did not want to interfere with the progress of civilization, so she left this world and handed it into the hands of mortals. However, the mortals failed to live up to His expectations."
The voice asked again: "Then, will Her Majesty the Goddess come back to save us?"
The elder stopped talking, and there was a rare sigh from the crowd.
As night fell, the bonfire gradually became dim, and the gloomy mist wetted the clothes, making people feel uncomfortable. After the elder's story was told, the audience left the empty square in twos and threes and went back to rest, while walking and talking.
While discussing the past era, people are really stupid. They actually started a war for their own selfish interests, destroying the originally peaceful and beautiful world, and causing future generations to bear the consequences. If it were you, you would never do it.
By doing this, we will definitely protect the world left under the goddess's crown and prevent it from being harmed in any way.
However, the reason why people today can say this is simply because they don’t need to worry about people in the past, just like the reason why people in the past can be so selfish is just because they don’t need to worry about people in the future. If the second
If both parties don't consider the other party, even if time can go back, the ending of the story will not change at all, right?
The old man with a withered face slowly shook his head, dispelling this meaningless idea, and then looked at a corner at the edge of the square, where stood a girl with long silver hair. She seemed to be fascinated by what she was listening to, and her eyes were a little dazed.
However, that elegant appearance and noble temperament seemed out of place in this lifeless atmosphere. If everyone else in the camp, including the elder who told the story, were just a candle waiting to be extinguished in the decaying fog,
Then, she was a ray of light shining deep into the mist, allowing these people who had not seen the sky for a long time to finally imagine what the sun, moon and stars in ancient legends looked like.
Strangely, such an out-of-place girl did not attract much attention. Only wise elders could see her existence and determined that she was no ordinary survivor. If she had been placed 10,000 years ago, civilization would have
In an era before the collapse, maybe he could be called a god?
Because of this, his attitude towards the girl was respectful and cautious: "I have told all the stories you want to know. Maybe there are some hidden secrets that the world doesn't know, but I am not the only one.
The dying old man can understand. If you want to know more, you may go to other settlements and ask, please understand."
If it weren't for the girl's request, the elder would not have a sudden idea to tell everyone a story from a long time ago. After all, it is not a past event worth remembering. Everything happened because of the greed of mortals. Telling it would only add sentimentality.
What's more, in this era, people are doing their best just to survive. How can they be qualified to ask for so-called entertainment?
"No, elder, you told it very well." The girl came back to her senses and said softly: "This story is very helpful to me, thank you. As for other settlements..."
A gloomy look appeared on her face. The elder seemed to understand something when he looked in his eyes. He couldn't help but sigh softly, feeling sad and lonely. Why did a civilization that was once so prosperous and glorious fall to its current situation?
?Although the story attributes all the reasons to mortal desires, every time the elder thinks about it, he always feels that this reason is a bit weak. There should be other, most fundamental reasons.
However, what's the use of thinking about this now? Things in the past cannot be changed after all.
"It would be my greatest honor if I could help you." He said respectfully.
The girl nodded and was about to say a few more words. Suddenly she had a premonition of something. She subconsciously raised her head and looked deeper into the fog. Her deep eyes seemed to penetrate the thick fog and see a more distant place. After a while,
, she slowly withdrew her gaze and smiled at the somewhat frightened elder: "I still have some questions that I need you to answer for me, but I need to deal with some things first. If there is a chance, I will come back to the elder.
Please ask for advice."
After saying that, without waiting for the elder's reply, she turned around and disappeared into the depths of the mist without leaving any trace. The elder's cloudy pupils shrank slightly, unable to believe what she saw.
It is said that a long time ago, when the world was still in a prosperous period of magic, there were many magical magics that could do this kind of thing. However, at the end of the century when magic was exhausted, all magicians had disappeared. The so-called magic was more like a beautiful legend. From then on
No one has seen it with their own eyes.
Thinking back to what the girl just said, the other settlements no longer exist... In that case, where did she come from?
When the elder thought of this, the fear and contemplation in his eyes were gradually replaced by a kind of awe that came from the heart.
His hand holding the bagpipe was uncontrollably trembling slightly.
Not because of fear, but because of excitement.
The legend has been told for so long, has it finally come true?
He couldn't help but think.
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At the same time, the silver-haired girl who disappeared just now has appeared in an ancient ruin buried 30,000 meters underground.
The once prosperous city has been reduced to ruins, collapsed buildings are piled up everywhere, withered yellow leaves are floating alone in the stinky ditch that soaks the soul, pale tree trunks are torn, extending traces of death, on the moss-mottled overpass tracks, and high-rise buildings are broken
Behind the cracked gray-white walls, under the bricks and tiles of the street buried under every big glass tree... illusions of past prosperity are hung everywhere, but it looks even more gloomy and lifeless.
The black-haired girl was lying under an unnamed tree. Above her head were intertwined dead branches without a single leaf. She could clearly see the gray underground world, which stretched endlessly like her dream.
.
Her breath was so weak that it was almost undetectable, and her breathing and heartbeat had also disappeared. If she closed her eyes, she would probably think that there was nothing in front of her, not even a grain of sand or a speck of dust.
The silver-haired girl looked at her under the tree sadly, gently stretched out her hand, touched her pale cheek, and whispered: "Are you still unwilling to wake up?"